Director Qiu did not dare to ask what happened. The less things here, the better. He is just an ordinary person. He has a number in his mind, and it's a little bit hard.

After you go back, you must tell the two nurses, and you must not talk nonsense. Director Qiu keeps this in mind.

"Boss Zheng, it's over." Yan Changsen said headlessly, but his expression was no longer tense, but a sense of joy from his heart. Even the voice trembled slightly. A simple sentence, like a opera, could not shake.

"Three days of dressing change, one week of suture removal, oral antibiotics." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

Yan Changsen froze, then nodded, "I know, Boss Zheng is assured."

"I'm going to fly back tomorrow." Zheng Ren said, "I'm a little busy at home ..."

"Boss Zheng, my father's temper, you don't know." Yan Changsen smiled bitterly: "If you leave your forefoot, I guess I'll go back to Didu soon to get you surgery. My father can break my leg, really ! "

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.

"One day, tomorrow you take a day off, wait for my father to go down the mountain, and everyone will have a meal together and see each other." Yan Changsen said: "I will definitely not find many people and will not delay you too much time, you are optimistic."

That's all said, what else can Zheng Ren have to say? Looking at Yan Changsen's appearance, if he refuses to refuse, he can kneel down and talk about it.

Why is this so?

Director Qiu spotted an opportunity and immediately smiled, and said, "If boss Zheng is bored, visit our operating room tomorrow morning?"

"Oh? Visit the operating room?" Zheng Ren suddenly became interested.

Yan Changsen gave a grateful look at Director Qiu.

"How big is your operation over the weekend, Director Qiu." Zheng Ren asked.

"I read the operation list mentioned in the morning. A patient with mitral stenosis accompanied by incomplete closure and a huge left atrium was going to be operated tomorrow morning." Director Qiu said, "You and Dr. Su performed cardiothoracic surgery well, this time It is inevitable to visit Yangcheng to guide the operation. "

"The guide didn't dare to say it, so I went up and took a look." Zheng Ren smiled.

If you are invited by a cardiothoracic surgeon, you will come to power if you say it is not good. But the director of the anesthesia department invites himself, so it is not easy to get started. But idle is also idle, it is also good to look at both eyes.

This kind of operation is still quite difficult. Zheng Ren feels that he may not be confident that the operation will be successful in one operation. The completion degree of the operation is 100. If you are pursuing perfection, you don't know how much surgical training time to consume in the system operating room.

Speaking of surgery, Zheng Ren was happy, and the atmosphere in the car was much relaxed.

I came to a hotel standing on the edge of the Pearl River, Yan Changsen sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun up and repeatedly expressed gratitude. I promised to contact tomorrow, and then turned to leave.

"Boss, what's your opinion on this matter?" Su Yun didn't leave, staying in Zheng Ren's room, asking while watching the night scene of the Pearl River.

"do not know."

"Shouldn't open his long strong hole, he'll be transformed."

"Transformation?"

"Uh ... the oldest two-dimensional joke, you are really boring." Su Yun flicked a cigarette and shook one, "Don't smoke?"

"Pick one, I'm a bit nervous," Zheng Ren laughed. "I have never seen a Kirschner needle run so far before."

"Do you still think it's Kirschner?"

"According to my logic analysis, this can only be the case." Zheng Ren lit a cigarette and watched the lights out of the window. There was a neon boat floating on the Pearl River. The fireworks and the red dust on the earth were beautiful.

"This time it's true. I was worried that Yan Changsen would play tricks. Those technologies are quite valuable. If Kerry is a bit stingy, he only gives money, and the technology is hidden." Su Yun Lying on a chair in front of the window, they looked at the lights.

It's just the same scenery, but they may not have the same mood in their eyes.

Zheng Ren smoked a cigarette lightly. He didn't try to draw a different pattern of the green smoke painting without effort. These handsome moves were meaningless to him.

Smoking is smoking, watching the scenery is watching the scenery, just focus on it.

"It's a duck listening to thunder today." Su Yun laughed. "I'm worried that a lightning strike on the car, we all become coke."

"No, Brother Yan is ready." Zheng Ren said, "But I thought you would wait until the lightning flashes and thunder are done before you go down the mountain. You must see the excitement after running so far."

"Don't talk nonsense, curiosity killed the cat, OK." Su Yun said: "According to Master Yan, we all belong to the kind of people who don't have the talent for cultivation. Boss, what do you mean by cultivation?"

"I don't know." Zheng Rendao, "when I was in college, I bought tender tofu, put gauze on it, and pinched it away with tweezers. I think this is cultivation."

"Your one is too low-level. I always operate on mice."

"It's okay." Zheng Ren didn't care what Su Yun said. He stood at the window, very relaxed.

"Why are you so anxious to go back," Su Yun said suddenly, "sold a big favor, and if you look at Yan's appearance later, you will know that it is definitely good to stay."

"Isn't the benefit already given?"

"Not the same. It's like playing online games. You don't pick up after playing monsters, it's really too lazy to bend down." Su Yun said with emotion.

"Have never played online games."

"Will life be so boring?"

"I think it's okay, who knows if the world we see now is a virtual world. Is it interesting to play online games in an online game?"

Su Yun found that the boss was really nervous today, and he talked a lot. If in the past he would have laughed away, he would never say so much nonsense to himself.

Also, deafening thunder was still ringing in my ears. Lightning like daylight almost blinded the golden dog's eyes, which was really a bit dangerous.

But everything is over ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The boss does n’t want to mention it, so do n’t mention it, Su Yun is paralyzed on the sofa, lazy, and let a plume of smoke penetrate the forehead black hair, casual Fluttering.

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In the old house on the mountain, Master Yan stood with his hands in his hands. His old face was as young as twenty years old, and there was a force of life in the blush.

"Congratulations, Master Yan." Song Mozhen whispered softly.

"The young master is fighting for it, Qingshi left his name, hundreds of years, hundreds of years!" Master Yan clenched his hands behind him, barely curbing the surging and excited mood.

"It's going to be very busy tomorrow, so I won't bother." Song Moxie laughed. "Don't stop here, see you tomorrow."

"Xie Song."

"Polite, righteousness. Thank you, thank you, Mr. Zheng."