Chapter 145 Only on the Operating Table Is a Dog Licking

Zheng Ren was a little puzzled when he heard the voice. However, Chang Yue immediately stood up and greeted in the gap of the crowd, "Brother Sui?"

"Hey, I am." The simple and honest voice seemed to have some natural fear of so many well-dressed people, standing outside, not daring to come in.

"Come in." Chang Yue greeted warmly, and the people who didn't read the newspaper office separated the crowd and dragged a simple and honest person in.

The man looked bewildered, and he was holding a soil basket in his hand.

Zheng Ren felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Mr. Zheng, he is a family member of a tetanus-infected patient." Chang Yue reminded that Zheng Ren was in the late stage of face blindness.

"Oh, oh, sit." Zheng Ren stood up and greeted warmly, "How is your recovery after Auntie came home?"

"It's fine, it's fine." With so many well-dressed people standing outside the door, the patient's son couldn't understand the situation, and became more and more cramped.

"That's good." Zheng Ren smiled.

"This...this is..." The patient's son stammered and handed it honestly, "This is an egg laid by a turkey at home. My mother asked me to give it to Dr. Chang and Dr. Zheng."

He put down the basket in his hand and took off a floral blue-white cloth that covered it, revealing the eggs inside.

Eggs are not big, but the same is true for native eggs, which are said to have higher nutritional value than eggs laid by mass-raised chickens.

Zheng Ren has no research on this, nor does he understand what the earthen eggs can do.

But after all, it was the kindness of the patient's family, and it was the kind after being discharged from the hospital. It was a sincere thanks, and Zheng Ren showed a sincere smile.

"You're too polite, it's a long way off." Zheng Ren said.

"It's not far, it's not far." The patient's son waved his hand quickly, "I didn't wake up until 3:30, and now I'm slack, and it's okay. These are the eggs from the past few days, fresh. The dozen above are I pulled it out of the chicken coop this morning and it was still hot."

Thousands of miles to send goose feathers, the gift is light and affectionate.

Just as Zheng Ren was about to speak, he heard Su Yun's yin and yang strange voice behind him.

"Aren't you afraid of making headlines when you receive gifts from the patient's family in front of comrades in the newspaper office? Doctors in the city's first hospital frequently hinted that the patient's family was under pressure after being discharged from the hospital and had no choice but to give red envelopes."

"This doesn't seem to have any deterrent effect. The title should be changed to the patient's family who is afraid of doctors, short and powerful. That reporter Wei, tell me which one is better."

The patient's son was standing in the office, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet.

Wei Feng, who was standing at the back of the group of people at the door, was suddenly stunned!

This bitch is so abominable, he keeps putting eye drops on himself, is he bullying himself for not being able to speak?

You, a doctor, compare your writing skills and speaking skills with reporters. Isn't this courting death? !

Wei Feng was about to say something to refute, but when his mind moved, he immediately held back.

His face was flushed, and he was full of anger.

In this case, let alone him, even the editor-in-chief, as long as you want to face, you have to endure it.

What people say makes sense.

Looking at the basket of dirt eggs, and listening to Su Yun's constant talk behind Zheng Ren, the people in the newspaper probably understood what was going on.

The new Wei Feng must make news. This is the best way to become famous. How can the people in the newspaper not know about it.

But everyone must have a lower limit for doing things, and Wei Feng's lower limit seems to be too low.

They don't know, and they haven't seen the photos of Wei Feng receiving red envelopes from the doctor. If they knew, they wouldn't necessarily think about it.

Editor-in-chief Li couldn't bear it anymore, this scene was too embarrassing.

"Cough cough." Editor-in-chief Li coughed twice, "This doctor, we can't be biased when we talk and do things. No matter where we are, there are good people and people with ulterior motives. But society is always good. People-oriented, historical trend, a lot of soup..."

After speaking for several minutes, Zheng Ren felt sleepy.

After a lot of hard work, editor-in-chief Li built a ladder for himself and landed safely.

Without waiting for Su Yun to refute or say something more ugly, Editor-in-Chief Li said, "Anyway, I would like to thank you for rescuing Editor-in-Chief Tang's father."

After speaking, Editor-in-Chief Li led the people away without hesitation.

Su Yun wanted to catch up and say something, but was stopped by Chang Yue's vicious eyes.

"These people, if you don't scold them, you still think that you are the uncrowned king who can talk nonsense at will." Su Yun, who was arrogant and arrogant, couldn't shake his prestige in front of Chang Yue, and he didn't know if he drank eleven boxes that day. The psychological shadow left by the big green stick.

"You've always wanted to resign, Mr. Zheng can't think about it. Just say a few words to relieve your anger. If you really offend people, then Mr. Zheng and Deputy Gao will have to resign." Chang Yue looked at Su Yun contemptuously.

"What's there to do, I can't sleep all day. It's winter, so it's not bad. If it's summer, I can be stabbed by seven or eight knives in one night, believe it or not." Su Yun said.

"There's always something to eat." Zheng Ren smoothed the game.

It's a pity that he overestimated his personal charm. Although Su Yun prepared everything like a licking dog during the operation and waited for him to come on stage, it did not mean that he was really a licking dog.

Moreover, Zheng Ren is not Chang Yue, and Su Yun has absolutely no psychological shadow.

"In 2013, Concord Supergirl Yu Ying resigned. That is Concord, can Haicheng No. 1 Hospital compare?" Su Yun brushed the black hair on his forehead and sneered: "She said, a night shift, from 4:30 pm By 8 o'clock the next morning, a female doctor in her 30s like her, after work, was walking floating."

"Are you floating? President Zheng?" After Su Yun's provocative words, there was silence.

Zheng Ren remembered the panic and shortness of breath every time he received a call from the emergency department. He wanted to say something to Su Yun, but he didn't know what to say.

"As for work, why don't we get a licensed veterinarian? We can get a doctor's certificate. The veterinarian really shouldn't be too simple." Su Yun said: "There is a girl who runs a pet hospital. What do they know, long-haired pets? A few injections of ivermectin can solve the problem, but the cost is only more than a dollar. They just don’t use it, and all kinds of expensive medicines cost thousands of dollars, and they can’t be cured. Gee, how lucrative?”

"Then there is an operation, Mr. Zheng will go, and we can sterilize cats and dogs. Some large pets have intestinal obstruction after eating socks, and they can also be solved by surgery. One operation costs 5,000 yuan, which is a month's cost. Don't have to do it, do two operations and earn tens of thousands of dollars, isn't it better than being a doctor?"

Listening to Su Yun's complaints, Zheng Ren had nothing to say.

What people say makes sense.

"Hey, that's enough for you." Although Chang Yue couldn't find anything to refute Su Yun, she turned on the unreasonable mode.

Su Yun shook his head.

The son of a tetanus patient didn't know whether the doctors were joking or telling the truth, rubbing his hands, not knowing what to say.

"Brother Sui, sit down." Chang Yue switched between the various states with almost no gaps, "I've come all the way, you're tired, wait a minute, I'll pour you a glass of water."

"No, no, Dr. Chang, I just came to express my gratitude." The patient's son was even more embarrassed and quickly refused.

Looking at the basket of dirt eggs, recalling Su Yun's complaints, Zheng Ren smiled.

Life, it seems to be okay. When you can't stand it anymore, let's talk about it.