Chapter 1041 The Hospital Wants to Give You a New Ward?

Zhao Wenhua was sitting at home smoking a cigarette.

On the desk in front of him, there is a PAD with a message scrolling on it - [Dr. Zheng Ren plans to perform TIPS live surgery at Mayo Clinic today. 】

The information was so dazzling that Zhao Wenhua's eyelids kept jumping.

"Lao Zhao, don't smoke so much." His lover urged while watching TV.

Zhao Wenhua was very unhappy, so he didn't bother to answer, just kept silent.

Mayo Clinic, what a special teaching and live broadcast! When did the threshold for Mayo Clinic get so low?

Because Zheng Ren went, in Zhao Wenhua's mind, the level of Mayo Clinic also dropped a lot.

From the world's top hospital to a village clinic.

When he thought of Zheng Ren, that simple and honest face seemed to be full of evil.

Ringer asked Zhao Wenhua out last night, and explained in detail what happened recently.

After listening, Zhao Wenhua was also scared into a cold sweat.

Looking simple and honest, in fact, he is as cunning as a fox and as ruthless as a wolf. This is Zhao Wenhua's evaluation of Zheng Ren.

Who are these people? All right, you can just go to the normal declaration process. He is a doctor who can run a flying knife, and he still takes care of these small tricks, just for some problems that may or may not exist.

It's so insidious.

In the end, Linger told Zhao Wenhua earnestly and earnestly, don't provoke Boss Zheng, it's no good.

Zhao Wenhua held his neck and did not speak.

It was only then that Linger sighed and told Director Ye that Dong Tumor had come to dig people, saying that he was going to open a new ward for Boss Zheng.

When he heard this, Zhao Wenhua seemed to be directly smashed by a blast of lightning, his whole heart was scorched black, and the broken pieces could not be put together.

I, a dignified master tutor, a postdoctoral graduate from a famous overseas school, can't keep up with a young man who came out of a prefecture-level city and didn't wash his mud!

In the imperial capital, a large tertiary hospital, Zhao Wenhua knew how difficult it was to have a ward.

Difficulty can not imagine. From another point of view, at least Zhao Wenhua has worked hard for ten years, and the matter of becoming the chief director of the ward is still very vague. Maybe in my lifetime, I won't be a director.

And this is still the chief director on the original basis. Even if he is, he has to face the provocation and constant intrigue of the following three or five professors.

To open a brand new ward, in Zhao Wenhua's opinion, this kind of thing is more incredible than Zheng Ren going to Mayo for surgery and doing some kind of live teaching surgery.

East tumor, where is that? The background is no worse than that of 912. It is one of the signature large-scale tertiary hospitals of the Huaqing Department.

Opening a new ward is nonsense.

Do they have land?

The smoke filled the air, and the light blue mist drifted gently, blurring Zhao Wenhua's vision.

And the scrolling advertisements of Xinglinyuan seem to be less dazzling.

After a long silence, he picked up the phone, searched it again, and finally landed on a person's name, but he didn't move.

Although it was said that if Zheng Ren went to East Tumor, he would naturally return his bed to himself, which was equivalent to no loss.

But Zhao Wenhua was unwilling.

If you brought it back with your own hands, that's fine. The key is that Zhao Wenhua couldn't accept this way of getting it back.

Zheng Ren didn't want it, he was picking it up by himself, just like the beggar.

How could Zhao Wenhua, who is arrogant and arrogant, accept this kind of "almsgiving"?

He finally called the phone, wanting to confirm the reliability of the news.

"Director Hui, is it easy to speak?" Zhao Wenhua smiled, although there was still some voice, but nothing could be heard in the words.

This is his classmate. After graduation, he went to East Tumor. Now he has left the clinic and has become the director of the dean's office.

The energy of this director is not inferior to that of ordinary directors, and in a sense, it is even more powerful.

"At home, what's the matter, old Zhao." The voice on the other side was very flat.

"I'm asking about something, it is said that you are going to dig our boss Zheng?" Zhao Wenhua said.

When he said the three words of Boss Zheng, he felt a little tired. But you can't let people see that you and Zheng Ren are not dealing with each other very casually.

Zhao Wenhua repeatedly warned himself that he must pay attention to his words and actions.

"Old Zhao, you're not the director of the intervention department, don't get involved in this." Director Hui's voice was a little cold.

Zhao Wenhua was stunned for a moment, what is the situation?

Director Hui usually speaks softly, never gets angry, and has a deep mind. Under normal circumstances, he will not speak sternly.

Really, have you been rushing to bully yourself before you get down and out? Zhao Wenhua felt bitter for a while.

Linger is like this, so is this Director Hui.

But he didn't show it, but asked: "Old Hui, we are classmates, and I have no other intentions, just ask."

"Old Zhao, the hospital just had an intention, why did they all know about it? You, Director Kong, just asked me to understand the situation, so I don't want it."

Zhao Wenhua's heart sank. Could it be true?

"Are you really going to hire Boss Zheng? I heard that a new ward is going to be opened. It's a big deal. I'm envious." smell.

"The dean just had an idea, but it hasn't been in the meeting yet. But the dean talked to a few departments. If Boss Zheng agrees, I'll definitely move him out of a ward."

"..." It turned out to be true!

"Old Zhao, you didn't come to persuade me not to poach Boss Zheng." Director Hui asked.

"No, I just heard about it, I feel curious, and ask casually." Zhao Wenhua made his tone as relaxed as possible.

"That's good. It's estimated that the hospital will start working soon. Let's talk to Boss Zheng first. As long as Boss Zheng agrees, I don't believe what else 912 can do."

Listening to Director Hui's tone, Zhao Wenhua felt that the East Tumor side was determined to poach people.

This……

There was confusion in his mind.

As for what? What kind of big hand, when he comes, he will move out a brand new ward.

At the thought of the brand-new ward, Zhao Wenhua's envy, jealousy, and hatred all flooded up.

No longer interested in perfunctory, he said a few words casually, then hung up the phone.

"A new ward...a new ward..." Zhao Wenhua muttered in his mouth.

"Old Zhao, is there a new ward for you in the hospital?" Zhao Wenhua's lover heard a few words and was so excited that he ran to the door of the study without wearing slippers.

"what?"

"The hospital wants to give you a new ward?"

Zhao Wenhua was so furious that he wanted to give Lao Tzu a new ward, so why would he still be smoking in this hardship? !