Chapter 1189 When Did a Group of Professors Become so Worthless

A genius in his thirties, how about being a dog licking himself? Zhu Liangchen... By the way, there is something on Zhu Liangchen's side. I was shocked by what Su Yun said, and even forgot to say it.

Zhou Chunyong supported his forehead, sighed, and turned around again.

Along the way, he walked up and down like an old man suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

"Su... Doctor Su, please come again." Zhou Chunyong's waist was bent to 25°, and it was a little labored, looking very old.

Su Yun frowned, what happened to Director Zhou? There's something going on here today, and he's still rambling.

Coming out, Su Yun was a little impatient.

"Doctor Su, Boss Zheng is in a bad mood, so I won't tell him about something, I'll let you know." Zhou Chunyong said.

"What's the matter?" Su Yun was a little curious.

"On Zhu Liangchen's side, he cooperated with a multinational medical and beauty institution to prepare for gastric fundus and left gastric artery embolization." Zhou Chunyong said, "I was the first to find out about this matter, but I asked about it and said it was Lin Jiaojiao. I asked Boss Zheng to do it with Director Kong, but I didn't take over."

"Huh?" Su Yun said with a um, and um, eighteen tones.

The eighteen bends of the mountain road are not as many as his. Zhou Chunyong could feel this moment, and Su Yun must have gone through countless things in his mind.

"International beauty agencies do some things that are not very authentic. I know that Boss Zheng doesn't care, but this is not to prevent villains." Zhou Chunyong said.

"Thank you, Director Zhou." Su Yun said politely.

"Boss Zheng has made a breakthrough?" Zhou Chunyong asked tentatively.

"The boss doesn't have the time. Besides, Johns Hopkins' side has only done one clinical trial, and he really dares to carry it out directly in the hospital."

"I guess I saw the prospect and was moved." Zhou Chunyong recovered a little and said with a smile.

"Prospect, let them do it if you're not afraid of something going wrong. There will be a day when you cry." Su Yun said coldly.

"Doctor Su, I took a look at the paper from the Johns Hopkins Hospital. The operation is not difficult." Zhou Chunyong asked tentatively.

To be honest, after seeing the information about this operation, he was really moved. The operation is simple and the prospects are broad. Anyone who engages in intervention will realize it as long as their eyes are not blind.

"Haha." Su Yun smiled coldly and said, "Director Zhou, look at the article I posted in New England."

Zhou Chunyong nodded.

"You can't learn anything just by reading the article. Many failed cases are not written in the thesis, only the success rate." Su Yundao: "They are all interventional doctors, and they don't go to gastroenterology and general surgery for a year and a half. Zai, do you want to do this kind of new surgery that is still in the first phase of clinical practice? I'm really not afraid of death."

As he was talking, Zhao Wenhua walked past Su Yun with a scary face.

"Well, like this one, you're not afraid of death." Su Yun gave Zhao Wenhua a contemptuous look and said.

This is 912's housework. Zhou Chunyong didn't want to get involved. He devoted all his energy to learning new techniques and killing Zhu Liangchen.

If Zhu Liangchen was killed from the perspective of Zhu Liangchen's dormitory boss, wouldn't that guy's expression be wonderful? Zhou Chunyong was very happy when he thought of this.

I made an appointment to pass the information of the foreign professor, and I helped to pick it up, and then I said goodbye to Su Yun. When Zhou Chunyong left, he was refreshed and walked a little faster.

Su Yun turned around and saw that the phone at the nurse's station rang, and then the head nurse began to arrange the transfer of the patient.

Did Zhao Wenhua go to the thoracic department just now? Su Yun thought to himself. If he admits it quickly, if it is a few hours slower, it won't kill him!

Su Yun felt a little regretful, but thinking about what Zheng Ren said was right, he wanted to kill Zhao Wenhua... This guy is not in the eyes of the boss at all, okay, fuck him? Not that time.

The patient should be safe, and who is in the mood to argue with a small group of professors. Thinking of this, Su Yun was slightly startled.

When did the 912 professors become so worthless?

He returned to the office and said to Zheng Ren, "A few things, Zhou Chunyong took the initiative to ask to pick up someone, Xiao Feng can stop being so busy."

"Well, let's go, it doesn't matter." Zheng Ren was a little perfunctory.

"The patient has been transferred to the thoracic department. I will take a look at it when the operation is on."

"It's not necessary." Zheng Ren said, "It's just to clip the intercostal artery under the thoracoscope. The anesthesia time is longer than the operation time. What are you doing?"

"Let's take a look. I'm idle anyway." Su Yun said, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Fang Lin, asking him to go to the operation and tell him.

"And then there is Zhu Liangchen's cooperation with an international medical and aesthetic institution, and the operation of gastric fundus artery embolization is the first to start."

"His level is not enough." Zheng Ren said with certainty.

"Who knows, what Zhou Chunyong said, I don't know if this guy wants to provoke. But I don't think it's a problem, just like this, the community hospital will not be well decorated for a while." Su Yun also doesn't care.

"It's really ignorant and fearless." Zheng Ren was very emotional.

Su Yun looked down at Zheng Ren from a high place, thinking that this guy is really confident. What he knew was that he was saying that the director of a ward in the liver and gallbladder of the imperial capital was an ignorant. I don't know, I thought it was a little doctor.

Turning back to see Liu Zewei's bald head glistening, he was writing his medical records ecstatically, Su Yun smiled.

It's so special, it's been a bit dreamy these days.

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Yimei Beauty, in the chairman's office, Lin Jiaojiao looked at the woman in front of her with a serious expression, and did not speak for a while.

"Sister Lin, the child's side is too self-willed, here I..." The woman sighed and said.

"It's not that I have to stay here for surgery, there are many girls in the world who want to have surgery, not less than one or two." Lin Jiaojiao's voice was slightly cold, and said, "You know I will give it to you. Who is the person who is looking for the operation? This year's Nobel Prize-nominated Boss Zheng is a visiting professor at the world's number one hospital. No matter how many people are looking for him for surgery, they can't find him."

The woman wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"This type of treatment is still in the first phase of clinical practice in the United States. Boss Zheng is also doing it for safety. I have tried my best to urge the construction. It is an old relationship. Let me give you a solid foundation. This kind of surgery is the best. If you don’t do it, the risk is too high. Even if you want to do it, you have to find the best doctor.”

"Hey, Sister Lin, I know what you said. I'm sorry for you this time. In the future..."

"It's fine." Lin Jiaojiao shook her head, "I hope nothing happens."

The woman said a lot of sorry words, but seeing that Lin Jiaojiao was absent-minded, she left after a while.

When she walked out of the office, her expression was somewhat disdainful, "Director Zhu said that it was a minor operation, and he just wanted to deceive people."