Chapter 1862 Video

After dinner, they each dispersed.

Back home, Su Yun felt that he didn't drink enough, so he took Chang Yue and began to drink again with peanut beans.

Zheng Ren sat on the sofa and made a video call with Director Pan.

Old Director Pan's complexion is obviously much better than before, his disease was discovered early, otherwise no matter how strong a man is, he will be "eaten" by bacteria in the end like a skeleton.

Because of the timely treatment, the germs have been controlled now, and it is estimated that it will be completely recovered in a period of time.

"Director, I might go to the provincial capital for an operation in two days," Zheng Ren said.

"Provincial capital? Are you going home to visit your relatives?" Old Director Pan said with a smile.

"Hey, that's right. I'll bring you some Moutai back home. It might not be as good as the one bowl per person you had before the war. It's good enough to drink." Zheng Ren talked a lot with Director Pan when they chatted.

"There are still two bottles at home, and you don't drink alcohol!" Old Director Pan was obviously a little dissatisfied, or more regretful.

After all, in his time, only those who could drink were good soldiers. This point of view has long been rooted in Director Pan's heart, and it will not change for a lifetime.

Zheng Ren also felt a little regretful about this.

"By the way, Director Sun also came to me recently, saying that there is a tumor patient who wants to invite you back for surgery. But only one was found, and I'm afraid you won't want to come back."

"One?" Zheng Ren was puzzled.

According to the population and coverage area of ​​Haicheng, it is not too simple to find tumor patients suitable for surgery.

"Isn't everyone with a little money going to the imperial capital for medical treatment? Now the transportation is convenient. What is it often said on TV? The big city circle! Now it only takes a few hours from our house to the imperial capital, unlike in the early years, you have to go A day or two."

This is the change in the past two decades, moistening things and silently changing the ecological environment of all walks of life in China.

Medical care is one of them, and the changes are huge and eye-popping.

"It's okay, I just went back to see you, so I just did it." Zheng Ren said with a smile, "When you meet Director Sun, ask him to show me the film."

"How many days are you planning to stay this time?" Director Pan asked.

"I guess it will be one night at most." Zheng Ren said, "The imperial capital is quite busy."

"How about your Nobel Prize project?"

"The number of surgeries is accumulating, but it's okay if there's enough. People just find any reason to get stuck, and they don't discuss it with me at all." Zheng Ren took this matter very openly, and said it very casually.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the artificial insulin project was definitely at the Nobel Prize level. But what happened in the end? Wasn't he stuck by the strange gaze under the colored glasses.

"Always have to work hard, I can't help you much here." Old Director Pan felt a little regretful.

"It's okay, Director." Zheng Ren said with a smile: "I met a few reviewing experts and professors in Sweden. The surgery volume is enough. I will talk to them when I have time."

"The relationship that should go must go." Old Director Pan urged.

"Well, I know. Although it's not based on relationships, there are too many Nobel Prize winners... Just like European kings, there are marriages of close relatives everywhere, which looks annoying. Recently, a bunch of 23 body syndrome."

"It is of great significance to the development of TIPS surgery. You must pay attention to it. Just you, with a whole body of iron, how many nails can you twist? Only when it is spread around the world will more patients benefit."

"Got it!" Zheng Ren said with a smile.

He always pretends to listen carefully to the old man's nagging, but basically he listens with his left ear and listens to his right ear.

"Director, how is Mr. Wang?"

"Very good, many operations can be performed. Recently, Director Sun has also lowered his posture and started to work with Mr. Wang to perform operations." Old Director Pan said triumphantly.

"Well, that's not bad. After Mr. Wang leaves, it is estimated that the level of general surgery in our hospital can be raised to a higher level."

"Patients with a little money have all gone to the imperial capital. If the family needs to change their thinking, they need to face the patients in the counties and towns below." Director Pan looked deeply at the problem and grasped the key points directly.

"Don't be too tired, just go to see it every day, don't do surgery. Let me tell you, you need to rest for this illness, don't be brave, it will be difficult to deal with it when it gets serious."

Director Pan shook his hand impatiently, indicating that he knew.

The two chatted for a while, and Su Yun called out three or five times in the room before Zheng Ren took the tablet in and put it on the wine table.

Seeing the iron-covered Moutai, Zheng Ren felt that Director Pan's energy was much improved.

He can't drink recently, probably because he's too hungry.

When Su Yun was drinking, he didn't talk so much seriously. He began to tell Mr. Pan about how a European visitor was almost smothered to death by the garlic fish from the Shay people two days ago.

Going to the Alps, Director Pan was stunned by the strange cases of patients after sex reassignment surgery in the old castle.

Has the little bird under his wings soared to the sky so quickly? Director Pan was just a little emotional, but then he turned his attention to the iron-covered Moutai.

"Director, you can't drink alcohol until you recover from illness." Zheng Ren said firmly, "Wine... Su Yun, how much more?"

"How much do you want to control Song Ying?" Su Yun said indifferently.

Although Tiegai Moutai is a rare product that can be bought for less than one bottle, it is estimated that if Song Ying is looking for it, he will definitely be able to find it.

"Oh, I'll bring you two boxes of wine, but they have to be handed over to the teacher's wife, so I can't keep them in your hands." Zheng Ren said.

Director Pan was a little bit regretful, but more excited.

There is always a good day when you are sick. But wine is better if you keep it for a few months.

Two boxes of Moutai with iron covers... To Mr. Pan, this is as happy as Chinese New Year.

It was getting late, and seeing that Director Pan was a little sleepy, Zheng Ren ended the video.

He thought for a while, and said: "Song Ying can have it, don't tell the director, and the pigeons will be released at that time."

"You underestimate Song Ying too much." Su Yun drank the wine in the glass with a smile, "He has a lot of energy, so you can ask him for it. But if you call, he will be very happy."

"Okay, then I'll call and ask."

Zheng Ren picked up his phone and found Song Ying's number. After a little hesitation, he asked, "After ten o'clock, will you go to bed?"

"Do you think the imperial capital is the same as Haicheng?" Su Yun said contemptuously: "Brother, night life! At this time, Song Ying doesn't know which girl is having fun with his arms around him!"

Chang Yue frowned, finished her wine, picked up the wine bottle and filled it for Su Yun.

Zheng Ren chuckled, this is Chang Yue who is going to use a big punishment technique. However, he didn't drink much today, but Su Yun was not afraid. To Su Yun, this little wine is nothing more than gargling his mouth.

If you want to drink him too much, the time does not allow it. Zheng Ren's work and rest are very regular, and he will be urged to sleep when the time comes.

Just about to make a call, a WeChat came in.

[Boss Zheng, are you asleep? 】

Coincidentally, it was sent by Song Ying.