#1451 How Many Teeth Beer Bottle Cap

"Boss, what did Qin Tang say to you?" Su Yun asked when he came out of the ICU, holding his mobile phone.

"I didn't say anything." Zheng Ren was surprised, "He gave me a receipt, the kind that pays for the fund."

"He said that people are waiting downstairs in the inpatient department to pick us up for dinner." Su Yun said, "Is this Mr. Qin awake?"

"It's possible. It is said that it has been nearly 20 hours since the operation. If there is no drowsiness and hallucinations, you should know that the condition is improving. Oh, by the way, Mr. Qin has wiped it out and called 20 million directly. Oh." Zheng Ren smiled.

"20 million? It's a lot of money."

"I guess I'm scared. I have to live or die. Who can stand it?"

"I asked Lao Fan to go for a skewer. Why do you want to have a casual meal with Lao Fan? It's so difficult? Shouldn't the children of Xiangjiang be arrogant and can only see their chins? What's the situation now?" Su Cloud is a little helpless.

"Call him to eat skewers on the side of the road, it's the skewer shop in front of the house. It's close to home, go back to sleep after eating." Zheng Ren said.

"Alright, Chang Yue took Heizi for a walk at home, and shouted out to have a meal together."

Having said that, Zheng Ren received a message from Xie Yi, that the side has been cleaned up and can be set off at any time.

Zheng Ren thought about it, Qin Tang's side was really annoying.

"Let Qin Tang go, just say we are tired." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss, I appreciate your temper." Su Yun said with a smile: "These rich people don't know how to flatter them, so you might as well just drive them away."

"It's inappropriate to take him to a roadside stall to eat."

"Then I'll just tell him the address and let him go by himself." Su Yun said: "If you can find it, it's fate."

"..." Zheng Ren felt that this was particularly bad, but he didn't think much about it.

Xie Yiren had a car, Feng Xuhui had a car, shouting Fan Tianshui, and the group returned to the barbecue restaurant next to the Palme d'Or, preparing for a late night snack.

In the car, Zheng Ren and Xie Yi talked about the experience of going to Xiangjiang in detail.

His storytelling method was average, but the Shea people listened with relish. When it was mentioned that Song Mohao had a placental allergy, Xie Yiren's driving movements were obviously a little out of shape.

However, at this point in the imperial capital, the traffic was crowded, and the speed could not be driven at all, and nothing happened.

Came to the barbecue stall, parked the car, and a group of people came down. It's like people who eat a meal, but don't drink enough, and then want to eat skewers and drink again.

Zheng Ren had a headache.

It would be fine to just have dinner with Xie Yiren, Su Yun, and Chang Yue. With Feng Xuhui, it seems nothing.

But in addition to Fan Tianshui, Lao He and Linger also followed.

When there were more than 5 people eating, Zheng Ren was reluctant to speak.

Weak social phobia, it's a disease, and it needs to be cured.

Chang Yue arrived early in the morning, and she didn't know how long she had been waiting in line. She occupied a large table by herself and waited quietly.

There is a person next to her who is discussing with her, it is estimated that it is to change the table or something.

Zheng Ren knew that 10 years ago, when there were fights all over the place, she drank a little wine and quarreled with Chang Yue, fearing that she would suffer a little when she didn't come.

The current security situation is indeed much better than before.

A few people walked over, and after seeing Fan Tianshui, the man walked away in despair.

"Boss! What kind of wine is there?" Su Yun sat at the table and shouted recklessly.

In this kind of food stall, if you don't shout out, the boss can't hear the sound at all.

"Drink less, there are other things to do tomorrow. As for Mr. Li, I have to report to Vice President Yuan. For the operation today, I said I had something to think about, so I ran out. Before, there is still something we need to try to cooperate." Zheng Ren said.

Linger sat down, nothing unusual, and said with a smile: "Boss Zheng, do you know what Mr. Li's illness is?"

"It shouldn't be a problem." Zheng Ren said: "Optical tweezers have already taken out the pathological tissue. The rest is puncture. It would be nice if there were related instruments."

As he said that, he looked up at Feng Xuhui and asked, "Xiao Feng, ask... Forget it."

Feng Xuhui immediately said, "What equipment? Mr. Zheng?"

"A puncture needle with a microscope, I guess you don't have one."

Su Yun ordered the wine and just heard Zheng Ren talking about it, so he said, "There seems to be a custom-made guide wire on the Swedish side. Boss, aren't you going to give it a try?"

Technology...patents...and contact with Changfeng, Zheng Ren felt annoyed just thinking about it.

Changfeng didn't open it by himself, so why bother?

He smiled and said nothing.

Su Yun knew that Zheng Ren was annoying. This kind of transactional work was SSS-level for a surgical dog.

"Xiao Feng, go back and ask you Ma Quan if you want to make a breakthrough in technology. If you have the will, next time Dr. Olson asks the boss to do something, take the opportunity to ask if the technology can be bought."

"Good!" Feng Xuhui also knew that the quality of his own products could not be compared with that of large multinational companies such as Lanke.

The main product is like this, not to mention the technical reserve.

Boss Zheng's surgery is getting more and more high-end, and he is also a little sad.

But a little bit of sadness soon vanished. As the boxes of Budweiser Gold Zun were brought up, the atmosphere suddenly became warm.

The young man is less than 20 years old, tall and thin, but he has a lot of energy. It is not too difficult for one person to carry three boxes of beer.

Seeing Su Yun and the others drinking wine, Zheng Ren suddenly felt so lonely.

The more people there are, the more lonely I feel.

Just as I was thinking about it, my hand on my knee suddenly felt a warm, soft feeling.

Xie Yiren knew Zheng Ren's emotions, held his hand and squeezed it lightly.

Turning his head, he saw bright eyes, like the sea of ​​stars seen in the desert.

The loneliness in Zheng Ren's heart was instantly dispelled, warm, peaceful and happy.

The two didn't speak, their fingers interlocked, feeling each other's body temperature and pulse, as if they had entered a small world with only two people.

"Old Fan, why don't you leave." Su Yun held a bottle of beer and collided with Fan Tianshui's wine bottle. The crisp glass crash was so loud.

"Find a job here and go back to Haicheng."

Fan Tianshui "poured" a bottle of beer into his mouth, and his speed was a little faster than Su Yun.

Wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, he took out two more bottles of beer, and flicked his finger on the bottle caps to open the beer.

"Old Fan, you don't need chopsticks or teeth to lift the bottle cap. You look very handsome." Su Yun took the beer handed by Fan Tianshui and said with a smile.

Fan Tianshui just smiled and basically didn't speak.

"Boss, Chang Yue, I'll ask you a question. Xiao Feng, Lao He, don't get distracted, you can't answer, just be conscious and blow one." Su Yun took the beer bottle and threw it on the table with a bang. .

"What?" Zheng Ren held Xie Yiren's hand, the smile on his face was sweet and greasy, and the dog food was scattered from the operating room to the string shop.

"How many teeth are there on a beer bottle cap?"