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"Zheng boss, I have a patient here, do you give a palm?" The mobile phone number is the number of Emperor, and Zheng Ren has no remarks.

Zheng Ren hesitated for a moment, and the sound seemed to be a bit familiar.

"Mr. Yang?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Don't be a teacher, if you don't have a teacher, you can call your brother." There was a hearty laugh from that side.

Sure enough, Zheng Ren sighed.

This kind of super guess guessing game, Zheng Renzhen is afraid that he will answer the wrong question. In that case, how much more he wants... But how can it be better than the store manager telling himself that it will be broken.

"What patient?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Female patient, 33 years old, pain in the right upper quadrant for five years, aggravated for three months. The local hospital diagnosed liver cancer and did an interventional operation. But the effect is not good, the lesion is still. All indicators are normal, alpha-fetoprotein Not high. I think there is a problem with ct. This is not related to the interventional department. Please take a look at it."

Professor Yang said that he was very polite. Zheng Ren quickly made a few words and looked at the Xie Yi people.

"Go back." Xiaoyi made a mouth shape and didn't speak.

Zheng Ren would like to know, and suddenly he was a little better at Professor Yang’s impression.

This is a benefactor of life-saving, you must cooperate with Professor Yang, must!

Zheng Ren immediately told Professor Yang that he was not in the hospital and immediately rushed back.

Professor Yang has already guessed that Zheng Ren is not in the hospital, and the surgery is done at dawn. This point should be at home.

He did not expect that he had inadvertently saved Zheng Ren’s life.

Hanging up the phone, Zheng Ren took a dozen bags and his feet were lighter.

"What patient?" asked the Xie.

"It is liver cancer. I did an interventional operation in a local hospital. The effect is not good. I came to 912." Zheng Rengang came, and there is no sense of belonging to 912. The words used in the speech are also 912, not here.

Xie Yiren said: "Zheng Jie reviewed twice, nothing. Zheng Ren, you said that Zheng Jie is healed?"

"Well, it won't heal." Zheng Rendao: "There is a problem with the genetic level, and there is hepatitis B. The liver cirrhosis nodule will be converted into a small nodule of liver cancer at any time. Yes, Zheng Jie takes entecavir on time."

"Listen to your doctor's advice, and definitely take medicine on time." Xie Yi said with a smile, "Is the hepatitis B virus active control, the chance of recurrence will be reduced?"

"Well, that's it."

Zheng Yunxia’s illness, now nothing, almost a miracle. The time of life is all coming, what else is not satisfied?

The two chatted while going to the parking lot.

Throwing the bags into the trunk, Zheng Ren took a sigh of relief.

The degree of fatigue in shopping is even heavier than wearing a lead coat for ten hours of surgery.

Life is unbearable.

But now, I have to go back to the hospital to watch the film and see the patient. Zheng Ren’s body exudes a pleasant atmosphere.

Xiaoyi people see Zhengren happy, she is also very happy. Did not think about it at all, started the car and rushed back to 912

Back to the hospital, Xiaoyi said that Zheng Ren in the car would not go up.

Not going shopping, the end of the transformation, Xiaoyi people immediately felt a little tired, even the building is too lazy.

Zheng Ren nodded and said: "I am taking time, you are resting."

"No, you are busy with you, I will take a break in the car, don't worry." The Iraqi smiled and said.

Zheng Ren smiled apologetically, then ran a trot to the elevator and took the elevator upstairs.

Coming to the interventional department, a middle-aged man stood at the door of the director's office and looked around.

Zheng Ren is estimated to be him, because Director Kong has not returned on the front line, and no one should look for him.

After changing the white suit, Zheng Ren came to the man and asked: "Is Teacher Yang asking you to come?"

The man snorted.

"Yes, yes, Teacher Yang asked me to come to Professor Zheng." The man said in a hurry.

"I am Zheng Ren, let me see the film." Zheng Ren reached out.

But I did not expect that, when the hands were empty, the man looked at Zheng Ren with confusion and his eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

This is a young man, is it a liar?

His observation was very sharp and he immediately found that Zheng Ren had no badge.

It’s a liar, it must be!

The man frowned and stepped back half a step. I guess in my heart, is it true that in the 912 hospital, there are also such professional scammers, using the opportunity of patients not familiar with the hospital, playing time difference, deceiving people to go to other places to do inspections, prescribe drugs to earn money?

Zheng Ren looked at his cautious look and immediately awakened, then smiled.

This is... I really have no reason to talk about it.

I am young, and I am still swollen from the front line. It does not look like a majestic old professor.

Zheng Ren is sure that if he and Dr. Shen go out to the clinic together, if the patient is free to choose, he is afraid that someone who is looking for a doctor will not.

Taking people by appearance is a high probability event.

But no way, Zheng Ren had to smile and took his hand back.

The two of them had big eyes and small eyes, and they were deadlocked.

"Boss, are you coming back to hip-hop?" Professor Rudolf Wagner came out of the ward and saw Zheng Ren. He said with joy: "Are you going to be a hospital for the future? If so, I will give back the hotel." I also live in the hospital. Boss, I can miss the time when I can find you in the hospital."

The professor is obviously no one to communicate, communicate, and has been ruined.

Grab Zheng Ren, a meal.

Zheng Ren smiled and asked: "How is the patient after the operation?"

"How else? The surgery you performed must be very stable. You can be discharged from the hospital after reviewing a ct the day after tomorrow." The professor said, some distressed. "Someone today asked me to say that we only have 6 beds, not Eat more and eat more."

"Is that what he said?"

"It was what I translated, probably that means." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.

"Well, this is normal. Don't worry, I am thinking of a way." Zheng Ren calmed down the professor.

The middle-aged man looked silly.

What's happening here? The literary atmosphere of Professor Rudolf Wagner and the high-level professors are full of humility and closeness, which he can show in front of Zheng Ren, as long as he can see with long eyes.

"I am Zheng Ren, who is said by Teacher Yang. Can you take a look at the film?" Zheng Ren was not angry, but asked gently again.

The man hesitantly handed the film over.

"Fugui, go, watch the film." Zheng Ren called the professor, came to the doctor's office.

Sure enough, not the director, the middle-aged man was alert. I ran to the emperor to treat my lover. I was looking for the best doctor, but I was not looking for a small doctor. Moreover, what kind of ghost is rich?

He frowned and followed.

The film was inserted into the reader, and Zheng Ren held it and looked at it.

"Boss, this is not right." The professor glanced at him and pointed his finger at the film.