Chapter 1311 Lick the Dog

Zhu Liangchen sat in the office, staring blankly at the computer screen, countless thoughts intertwined in his mind, but finally it became blank.

The big movement in the ward opposite made him burn inside.

But there is no way, no way at all.

He was just regretting that all this should belong to him, not Zhou Chunyong!

Early in the morning, Boss Kong called and told himself that Zhou Chunyong personally came to pick up Boss Zheng.

Boss Kong described Zhou Chunyong's state seriously.

Standing at the door of the ward, let alone the doctor's office, he didn't even enter the door of the ward. His waist was slightly bent, with a respectful attitude.

These descriptions are enough.

Old Zhou this is...

Zhu Liangchen was sitting in the office, scolding countless words of licking the dog in his heart, shameless!

But in the end he sat down slumped, knowing that he was wrong, wrong from the beginning.

Speaking of a keen sense of smell, I don't need Zhou Chunyong to be inferior.

As soon as the earthquake relief was over, Boss Kong came back from the front line and went to the door himself. But what happened afterward, why did you and Boss Zheng go further and further apart?

Zhu Liangchen made countless reflections.

Time passed bit by bit, and the picture that appeared on the computer screen was the picture of the live broadcast room of Xinglinyuan surgery.

The surgeon is proficient in the operation. Based on Zhu Liangchen's understanding of Zhou Chunyong, he knows that Director Zhou's surgical level has made great progress in just half a month.

He had been thrown away unknowingly.

He quietly watched the picture on the screen, the hemostatic forceps kept beating on the radial process of the surgeon's radial bone.

In Zhu Liangchen's opinion, the hemostatic forceps are a bit harsh, and even some times he thinks it is intentional.

The young man with hemostatic forceps in his hand is showing his majesty!

Those details are simply insignificant, not even necessary.

However, the practitioner did not resist at all, and seemed a little cowardly. If it wasn't for knowing that the artist must be Zhou Chunyong, Zhu Liangchen would never believe it.

An image appeared in his mind.

In the interventional operating room, Zhou Chunyong was kind and kind, with a humble expression on his face, and let the hemostatic forceps hit the radial protrusion of his radial bone. Being beaten, I have to say that I beat him well... Is this the master beating the apprentice?

In Zhu Liangchen's eyes, Zhou Chunyong was very pleased with such a humiliating move. Is it my fault? Zhu Liangchen looked at the computer screen in thought.

What level Zhou Chunyong is, he knows better than him.

As an "enemy", Zhu Liangchen has carefully studied Zhou Chunyong's surgery countless times!

Zhu Liangchen knew every little fault and every detail that might lead to the failure of the operation.

But these faults and details are disappearing little by little.

This is not the main thing. With the beating of the young boss Zheng, Zhou Chunyong's progress is expected.

But what's next?

In Zhou Chunyong's technique, he added a lot of small details that seemed completely unnecessary to him.

At first glance, these details are not necessary at all. Zhu Liangchen's first feeling is that it increases the complexity of the surgical operation, which will shorten his career.

After all, they are all about fifty years old, and the degradation of physical functions is inevitable.

However, when Zhu Liangchen looked at the operation that had just passed, he had a natural feeling.

Watching the surgery live, the procedure was shattered by the beating of hemostatic forceps.

But if you focus on the image and remove those fragments that were beaten by the hemostatic forceps, the overall operation is almost perfect!

Is this what it means to be hit with hemostatic forceps?

Zhu Liangchen's hands trembled a little.

He also yearns for progress, and only progress can be invincible.

He and Zhou Chunyong have been fighting closely for so many years, and there is no winner or loser, because the technical level of the two is similar. Zhou Chunyong is domineering and domineering, and Zhu Liangchen is no worse than him.

Head-to-head or soft-power contest, both of them are indistinguishable.

Although Zhu Liangchen is slightly disadvantaged, in this level of battle, this weakness is nothing.

But with the appearance of Boss Zheng, the balance began to tilt. And it also tilted at acceleration, which made Zhu Liangchen extremely frightened.

regret?

That doesn't make sense anymore.

The past is in the past, no matter how much you regret it, it is of no use.

What to do next, Zhu Liangchen knew that this was something he should think about.

In an instant, Zhu Liangchen even had the urge to resign directly and go to 912 Boss Zheng's medical team to study.

There is surgery.

Boss Kong said that the community hospital is in the process of transformation. There are 100 hospital beds and almost unlimited extra beds.

In other words, in a month, Boss Zheng's surgeries on 912 will break through the sky. In the country, there is no comparison.

Even the interventional department of the largest rural hospital in the universe cannot be compared with Boss Zheng.

In the past, there must be an operation, there is no doubt about this.

Regardless of the technical level or the relationship with Boss Kong, Boss Zheng treats him differently.

But this thought only appeared for a moment, and it was extinguished by Zhu Liangchen.

It took many years for Zhou Chunyong to be promoted to the position of director of the second department of liver and gallbladder intervention in the imperial capital. Now to give it all up and start all over again?

impossible!

Zhu Liangchen knew that he did not have the courage.

Maybe 20 years ago, the brain went away as soon as it was hot, and it was a big deal to start all over again.

But now, I'm fifty...

so what should I do now?

Thinking of this question, Zhou Chunyong's dog-licking face came to Zhu Liangchen's mind.

Not to mention a doctor of advanced study, even a doctor from the family, or even a professor with a group, rarely see Zhou Chunyong's smiling face.

In front of the young Boss Zheng, his naturally gloomy face disappeared completely, as if he had changed.

MD!

When Zhu Liangchen thought of Zhou Chunyong standing at the door of the 912 Interventional Ward, his waist was slightly bent at 5°, and his face was respectful, he was angry.

He can do it, why can't he do it himself?

This belief supported Zhu Liangchen to improve his technical level, and finally he forcibly separated half of the world from Zhou Chunyong.

And now, that belief has reappeared.

face? that's not important. Face is given by others, not posted by oneself.

Zhu Liangchen closed his eyes and stopped watching the live broadcast of the surgery.

At his level, seeing here is enough. For the rest, if you want to make further progress, you need the hemostatic forceps to keep hitting your wrist, and you need the pain stimulation of the radial protrusion of the radius to escalate.

So be it, Zhu Liangchen stood up, his eyes became calm and gentle.

The struggle and hesitation disappeared, and some were just the firm beliefs that he had when he fought against Zhou Chunyong a few years ago.

He put on white clothes and tidied up in the mirror.

Trying to put on a smile, but the muscles on his face are stiff. Zhu Liangchen frowned, put his hands on his face, and pulled out a smile.

Yes, that's it!

"Wang!" Zhu Liangchen called out to the mirror.