Chapter 967

Manager Tang's surprised eyes instantly bulged out, making them uncomfortable.

What does this mean, is it a teaching operation?

He looked at the side of the leaded glass in astonishment, the two people on the operating table, the hemostatic forceps were still whistling and beating on Director Zhou's wrist.

Director Zhou, who has always been aloof and unsmiling, is now tame like a little sheep. Although he has been beaten many times, the smile on his face is becoming more and more gentle.

The young Boss Zheng raised his hand from time to time, making a seemingly ordinary gesture, communicating with Director Zhou.

Although the puncture kit went in, the needle did not move for a long time. Director Zhou kept adjusting the shape of his hand according to Zheng Ren's gestures.

Mainly the angle of the wrist.

It may be that Zheng Ren's operation method is different from that used by Director Zhou Chunyong, or for some other reason, it took nearly five minutes for Director Zhou to push the button.

Did it work? Manager Tang didn't notice, and he didn't care whether the operation was successful or not.

All his attention was on Director Zhou Chunyong's attitude towards Boss Zheng.

How is this an old director's attitude towards the backbone of the new generation? I guessed wrong from the beginning to the end!

This is how students treat their teachers.

After the puncture, Director Zhou Chunyong carefully took out the puncture kit. When he was about to remove the stent, he glanced sideways at Zheng Ren.

His eyes were slightly squinted, as if he was smiling. There were gratitude, apprehension, and excitement. His eyes for a moment were full of countless meanings.

Is this still the Director Zhou I'm familiar with?

Manager Tang remembered that when he first put the consumables into the hospital, Director Zhou Chunyong was picky in every possible way, and there was something wrong here and there.

In Manager Tang's impression, the two eyebrows were always raised slightly, not angry and pretentious, especially difficult to deal with. It is not like now, as if a child has completed a very difficult Mathematical Olympiad problem, full of joy, and showing off to his parents.

It's... What the hell!

Comparing Zhou Chunyong's attitude these two days, Manager Tang suddenly understood why Director Zhou didn't want to talk to him at all.

The reason did not lie with the limping dealer at all, but with the young man next to Director Zhou.

I thought about it before, but now Manager Tang has finally confirmed it, that's it.

The bracket went in and went in very smoothly.

Manager Tang saw that the operation was about to be completed, so he should have left at this time. But when he saw the limping dealer sitting on the sofa, he couldn't hide his nervousness and embarrassment, so he moved in his heart and sat down too.

"Young man, what's your surname." Manager Tang didn't mention that he was also a dealer, but put on a gentle and friendly demeanor.

Sure enough, the youthful Feng Xuhui was fooled, thinking that this was the doctor of the Royal Hepatobiliary Hospital. He wanted to stand up, but Manager Tang pressed his shoulder.

"Sit down and talk, don't be so polite."

"My surname is Feng, and I am Feng Xuhui, the salesman of Changfeng." Feng Xuhui introduced himself carefully.

"Young and promising."

"You flatter me."

"Boss Zheng is young, and you are even younger. From now on, you young people will rule the world." Manager Tang said half-truth, but his heart felt sour for no reason.

Perhaps, the future really belongs to these young people.

Not maybe, but certain, this is the law of nature.

"Boss Zheng has a high level, but I have no skills." Feng Xuhui said politely.

"When did you meet Boss Zheng?"

"When we were in Haicheng." Feng Xuhui said, "Then Mr. Zheng came to the capital, and I followed him."

"Xiao Feng, you are wrong." Manager Tang smiled into the relationship between the two, and said, "You call Boss Zheng Mr. Zheng because Mr. Zheng is in Haicheng. When you met, he was the director of the hospital. relationship?"

"Um."

"Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. When a leader is promoted, the title will also rise. Even if you are the deputy, you have to be called the forehand." Manager Tang said earnestly: "Who did you hear that the vice president so-and-so Is it? Don’t they all call the dean and dean? Well, of course it is when the dean is not around.”

Feng Xuhui was stunned for a moment, after thinking about it, he felt that the big brother was right.

"What is Boss Zheng's status now? A Nobel Prize candidate. You still call him Mr. Zheng. It sounds close, but it doesn't matter whether Boss Zheng is happy or not."

This... No way... Even though he thought so, Feng Xuhui began to waver in his heart.

After recuperating and being discharged from the hospital, Mr. Zheng treated him much closer.

But my own attitude...

Feng Xuhui fell into deep thought.

This is just a very common workplace experience. Manager Tang said it to Feng Xuhui because there is nothing wrong with it, but he can judge many things from Feng Xuhui's expression.

Just chatting, the operation is over.

The airtight lead door opened, and Director Zhou accompanied Zheng Ren out, taking advantage of the short interval between picking up and dropping off patients to do surgery silhouettes.

"Boss Zheng, there is really a big difference between listening to your lectures and doing it yourself." Director Zhou took off his mask, his face filled with excitement.

"Well, you're quick to learn." Zheng Ren said casually, and then sat directly in front of the machine and began to make silhouettes.

Generally speaking, Zheng Ren would not do this kind of work, but today Director Zhou's attitude and behavior are too cooperative, and he is catching up with Gao Shaojie from the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University in the provincial capital, so Zheng Ren doesn't mind talking to Zhou Chunyong more after the operation .

"Here, there are still problems when you perform the operation. You should pay attention to the second operation." Zheng Ren directly adjusted the screen to a certain time period, which was exactly where Zhou Chunyong was hesitating.

"En." Zhou Chunyong said: "With one experience, the next operation will be better."

After the two exchanged their opinions on the operation, the second patient was brought in and lay down on the operating table.

The nurses are busy, monitoring the ECG and preparing surgical instruments, neat and orderly.

"Boss Zheng, watch the film first, and I'll wash your hands to disinfect." Zhou Chunyong said eagerly, carrying the film bag.

"Okay." Zheng Ren took the bag.

"Zheng..." Feng Xuhui stood up and said, "Boss Zheng, Professor Mu is about to buy a plane ticket. He asked you to check the time."

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was about to enter the operating room, and when he heard Feng Xuhui's words, he was taken aback for a moment, and looked back at him, a little strangely.

"..." Feng Xuhui's heart trembled after being watched.

"It's good to call Mr. Zheng." Zheng Ren said gently, "The operation will end in about seven or eight hours. You can calculate the time. You don't need to prepare for meal time, as long as you can catch the plane."

After finishing speaking, Zheng Ren walked into the operating room carrying the film bag, and inserted the film into the film reader.

Manager Tang listened quietly, feeling sore in his heart, he was really envious of Manager Feng.