Chapter 532 I Just Like Your Expression of Not Knowing What Happened

No, I just want to say, my father is mighty!

As expected, the uncle was not willing to be suppressed by Father Zhuang, so he opened his mouth again, and then Father Zhuang slapped him away again.

"Pa" is another slap mark.

Now it's symmetrical.

Seeing that Dad Zhuang really planned to continue taking action, the uncle did not dare to speak. He covered Lao Gao's swollen face and burst into tears.

The two slaps were extremely loud in the ward.

Father Zhuang then looked at the doctor and said, "Doctor, I'm sorry, my family is not sensible. I was really sorry just now. This is my father-in-law. You are an expert. Can you do anything else?"

The doctor looked at Dad Zhuang, then at the patient lying on the hospital bed, and said, "I think you are also a sensible person. What I just said was a bit harsh, but... come out and speak."

"Stay there for me. If you dare to come out, I will cripple you!" Zhuang's father pointed at his uncle and said angrily.

The uncle really didn't dare to move.

Zhuang Buyuan felt that Zhuang's father must have taken the opportunity to vent. So many years of repression had made an honest man hold back his anger.

When Dad Zhuang and the doctor walked out of the door, the uncle muttered: "You were waiting... waiting for me to go back... I want you to look good..."

"Doctor, the patient's discharge procedures have been completed." At this moment, a nurse came over with Xiao Wang.

"Doctor, look, this matter..." Zhuang's father said in a good voice, "Our family did something wrong. The patient really can't afford to deal with it now..."

"The discharge procedures were signed by the vice-president." The little nurse curled her lips and said, "The hospital beds are so busy now, and there are still people waiting to be admitted!"

With this fuss, my uncle has probably become the most unpopular patient in the hospital.

"What do you call this person?" the doctor asked Dad Zhuang.

"The surname is Zhuang." Dad Zhuang said quickly.

"Mr. Zhuang, as I said just now, the patient's condition is very complicated. It is lymphoma. In fact, lymphoma is a disease that is relatively easy to treat. However, there are more than 70 pathological types of lymphoma, some of which are world-class. It’s a difficult problem. Your father-in-law’s condition is inherently complicated, and he is not in good health. He has several pathological changes at the same time. Now he has missed the best opportunity for chemotherapy and radiotherapy. Our hospital really cannot cure him. "

"Moreover, the discharge procedures have been completed. The vice-president is also very angry now. I'm afraid he won't agree to your hospitalization again. Let's do this..." the doctor said, "I will help you dispatch an ambulance. Wherever you want to be transferred to, I will send you there."

At this time, the vice president also came. Seeing that Zhuang Buyuan and others had not left yet, he said impatiently: "Why haven't you left yet? Come on, hurry up! Don't make us restless. You are not the only patient in the hospital!" "

I guess the uncle who talks about his connections all day long will definitely have one less connection in the future.

Father Zhuang is also in a dilemma and doesn't know what to do.

If it were any other time, Dad Zhuang would definitely slap his ass and run away. Damn it, the Shi family is not kind. Why are you doing such a thing!

But thinking about the helpless Shi Haiteng, and thinking about Zhuang's mother who was still waiting for news at home, Zhuang's father had to apologize and said with a smile: "Dean, it was our fault just now..."

"What did you do just now! Are you talking softly now? One has a bad face and the other has a white face?" As the uncle said, this dean is young and promising, in his early forties, an internationally renowned expert, and naturally has his own He was so arrogant, his hot face pressed against his cold butt, and he had already become extremely impatient.

"I'm so sorry, I apologize, I apologize." Dad Zhuang said quickly.

At this moment, Zhuang Buyuan's cell phone beeped. He took a look at the message and suddenly felt confident.

"Dean Tian? Doctor Lu?" Zhuang Buyuan stretched out his hand, "This is our first meeting. Can we talk in depth?"

"This is?"

"this is my son."

Dean Tian was a little unhappy. Didn't he see himself talking to his father? Young people are rude!

"Xiaozhuang, go in and take care of your grandpa. I'll talk to your father." Dr. Lu also said.

"I heard that Xucheng Second Hospital is researching a stem cell treatment plan for cancer? Do you want to invite some top experts to assist?"

"How do you know this?" Dean Tian suddenly became wary, "I obviously talked privately with Professor Huo in Fuso..."

And Professor Huo has not agreed yet, saying that he will consider it.

The so-called "think about it" usually means that there is nothing more to say.

This makes Dean Tian very sad. This stem cell treatment project is not only his research field, but also a project he vigorously promotes in the hospital. However, stem cell research has not made much progress around the world. It is the kind that looks very good. But in fact it is a project with many obstacles.

"I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Zhuang Buyuan." Zhuang Buyuan shook his outstretched hand.

"What do I call you? How on earth do you know..."

"Zhuang Buyuan." Zhuang Buyuan emphasized his name again.

"Wha...wait a minute." Dean Tian suddenly felt something was wrong, "...Why is this name so familiar?"

"Zhuang Buyuan... Zhuang Buyuan..." Dr. Lu also tilted his head.

"Gao Xie, Huo Tengbo, Zhuang Buyuan, which one is not far away." Zhuang Buyuan was helpless.

How does it feel to not be as famous as your own servants?

This is how Zhuang Buyuan feels now.

"Huh?" Both Dean Tian and Dr. Lu's faces twitched.

After several minutes, Dr. Lu suddenly rushed back to his desk, picked up a thick academic journal, turned to a certain page, and read out the name on it: "Gao Crab, Huo Tengbo" ...The village is not far away."

"You...are you Zhuang Buyuan?"

"Are you...are you kidding me?"

"Is Zhuang Buyuan such a young boy?"

"Zhuang Buyuan must have a beard after all!"

For this top journal, among the multiple names, the last one is the most important, called the corresponding author.

Usually, they have another name.

boss.

Dean Tian winked at Dr. Lu, turned around and ran away. Zhuang Buyuan knew that he must be on the phone.

"Sorry, Professor Huo refused because he did not have the authority."

"Now seems to be a good opportunity for cooperation. I wonder if your hospital has any plans to cooperate?" Zhuang Buyuan pretended not to see it and said calmly.

"This..." Dr. Lu didn't know what to say, "Are you really not far away?"

"Yes... yes, yes!" Dean Tian had already rushed back, holding Zhuang Buyuan's hand tightly with both hands: "Professor Zhuang, professor Zhuang, oh, this is really... why didn't you tell me earlier? Identity, you see, this flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple. This is, please sit down quickly, you drink tea... Oh, Mr. Lao Zhuang, Mr. Lao Zhuang, please sit down quickly..."

Dean Tian was so excited that he rubbed his hands and said, "You see what happened, you should have said it earlier, you should have said it earlier..."

About half an hour later, Dean Tian respectfully accompanied Father Zhuang back to the ward.

"Hurry and help the patient transfer to the high-end ward and find the best escorts... Don't worry, old man, we will do our best to cure you!"

"Mr. Lao Zhuang, you must have a lot to say to the old man. I'm going to entertain the experts first. If you need anything, call me at any time. I won't interrupt you."

Seeing Dean Tian's respectful look, the uncle was shocked and wanted to speak. Dad Zhuang glared and slapped him. He quickly covered his mouth and could only mutter in his heart:

Damn it, did this barbarian scare the doctor too?

No way!

Dad Zhuang is very proud, are you curious?

I won’t tell you, I just like your expression of not knowing what’s going on!

Ah, no, the seniority has changed!

Dad Zhuang slapped himself lightly, bang.

(Sweat, I’m late, sorry~ This chapter is much harder to write than expected...)