Chapter 612 Restart

Zheng Ren was like a stone, causing ripples in the pond of Haicheng.

As time went on, the ripples gradually calmed down.

A month later, even Professor Rudolf Wagner's phone calls gradually decreased.

Another month has passed, and after the lunar year, people's lives are back on track.

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In March, early in the morning, spring blossoms, in a nursing home around Yangcheng.

Zheng Ren is doing Tai Chi.

This is what he learned from a guard after he came here. It is said that the guards are the direct descendants of Yangjiagou, and Zheng Ren doesn't care much about the truth or falsehood. Anyway, there is no emergency every day, so it's good to have some activities when you are bored.

"It's really boring to come out with you." Su Yun was lying on an old-fashioned rattan chair, with black hair fluttering on his forehead.

Zheng Ren didn't pay attention to him, the Tai Chi movements were orderly and orderly, and the transitions were smooth and smooth.

"Just like the old man, he goes to bed at 9 o'clock every day and wakes up at 5 o'clock in the morning, and he still does Tai Chi." Su Yun said: "I'm leaving today, can you not be an eyesore here? Think carefully about how to explain it to Xie Yi people when you go back. Kneeling on the washboard or kneeling on the CPU."

Speaking of the Xie Yi people, the movement like flowing water seemed to be cut off by an invisible knife, and it froze for a while, Zheng Ren lifted his breath and stopped.

"Yi Ren won't be angry." Zheng Ren said.

Having not been on night shift for a few months, Zheng Ren's face looked much ruddy, and he was full of energy.

"Hehe, boss, you really have confidence." Su Yun said.

"See you off at noon, and then we can go to the imperial capital." Zheng Ren asked.

"Well, Director Kong came a few days ago and said that the imperial capital is in his ward and allocated ten beds for us. Boss, let me tell you, the ten beds in the imperial capital are worth at least 100 million." Su Yun said.

"Hmm. Are you crazy about mobile phones?" Zheng Ren laughed seeing Su Yunbai's bored look.

"Fortunately, I was not used to it at the beginning. I slept enough, and I accompanied you for surgery all day long. Prostate, liver cirrhosis, it's all so disgusting." Su Yundao, "It's much better now, and I feel that the whole person is sick." Full of positive energy."

Looking at Su Yun's virtue, Zheng Ren knew that if he left here, he would have to live with his mobile phone again.

"My phone must have exploded. I don't know how many girls have left me messages. Guess how many messages will be in your phone?" Su Yun lazily imagined the situation when the phone returned to his hand.

"I don't know." Zheng Ren didn't think about such a boring thing at all, and asked after a while, "What's for lunch?"

"Donkey meat." Su Yun said: "I specially found a chef from the military sub-district who is best at making donkey meat."

"oh."

"Don't be so calm, okay? Let me tell you, donkey meat is really delicious when it's done." Su Yun said, "Put a piece of donkey meat in your mouth. The most authentic way to eat it is to close your eyes and chew for thirty minutes. Six times. Donkey meat turns into soup, which is extremely delicious.”

Zheng Ren didn't pay attention to Su Yun's nagging at all. To him, talking about chewing donkey meat thirty-six times was bullshit.

It is enough to eat enough, and there is no such thing as not being tired of eating, not being tired of eating, and so on. Zheng Ren does not exist here.

Three months ago, I set off in Haicheng, and after reporting to the imperial capital, I came to the south.

Because the health care team judged that the interventional embolization of the prostate studied by Zheng Renxin was not yet mature, they asked for it to be improved.

This prolongs the time for the task.

But there was no way, Zheng Ren was forced by the pressure of the system tasks, twisted his neck and demanded that at least one hundred TIPS operations should be performed at the same time as the interventional embolization of the prostate.

Everything is highly confidential, even the patients. The old directors of the health care team thought that Zheng Ren was fighting for the Nobel Prize, so after repeated dissuasion, they still held their noses and admitted it.

After completing the task of [The Final Stage of the Pearl of the Crown], Zheng Ren's success rate of interventional surgery has been increased by +6, and his luck value has also reached +12.

These, in the end, turned into the basis for the successful completion of interventional embolization of the prostate.

And five months of surgical training time and millions of experience points made Zheng Ren even more transformed into a nouveau riche.

In the days when there was no emergency room, Zheng Ren also had a fulfilling life. Just miss the Shea every day, other than that everything is perfect.

"By the way, is Director Kong coming to pick us up?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It should be here." Su Yun turned over, like a fried egg, and changed his side to accept the morning sunlight, "Bring us here, and bring us back."

"That's good."

"What's the matter? Are you afraid of getting lost without him?" Su Yun said angrily.

"I won't have to look at your face on the plane. After a few months, it made me a little sick." Zheng Ren said.

Life was boring, and Zheng Ren gradually got used to choking and talking with Su Yun.

In the morning, I took a look at the patient, explained the precautions to the doctor here, and completed the handover.

Director Kong came here after ten o'clock. It was supposed to be a big meal, but Zheng Ren still ate absent-mindedly.

Su Yun was also very moved by Zheng Ren's attitude.

Originally, I could have a closer relationship with the doctors here, and keep it as a contact in the future. But he always has a calm appearance, and there is no way for people to get close.

At noon, after dinner, a car took Zheng Ren and Su Yun away.

Looking at the distant place, Zheng Ren also felt a little melancholy.

After all, I have lived for several months, living a leisurely life with only surgery, no emergency, no adrenaline and dopamine secretion. This is the most comfortable time Zheng Ren has had since he began his medical career.

stay here.

"Boss Zheng, the surgery center prepared for you in the imperial capital is undergoing many procedures, and the location is a little further away. You can make do with 912 first." Director Kong said.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren asked, "Have Yiren and the others gone?"

"I'm leaving after the new year. Is there a nurse to prepare things first?" Director Kong said, "For the doctor, Su Yun suggested to transfer a doctor named Chang Yue."

"Director Kong, where's the phone?" Su Yun scratched his lungs and asked anxiously.

"I'll give it to you after entering the urban area. The signal here is not good." Director Kong said with a smile.

Everything is good, except that there is no mobile phone, and it is particularly bad that I cannot contact the outside world.

But Su Yun can't help it. He hopes that such days will be as few as possible in the future.

But this is a special case. Generally speaking, it takes about a week to cut off communication with the outside world.

Prostate interventional embolization is a new procedure, and it took a lot of time to perfect the new procedure, which is a special case, and it is estimated that this problem will not occur in the future.

The car did not enter the urban area, but drove directly to the airport along the ring road.

At the airport, Zheng Ren took back his phone, and after turning it on, a series of Wechat alerts sounded, densely like a series of bullets being fired.

Seeing the increasing numbers and missed calls on WeChat, Zheng Ren was stunned.

Before the phone finished processing so much information, a call came in.

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This is definitely not a climax. If you don't want to be 404, you can only take it with one stroke.