Chapter 1012 One Hundred Thousand Dollars to Watch a Film

After Director Kong finished speaking, he hung up the phone, feeling extremely happy.

Although Dean Sun has no power and influence, and is only the junior dean of the community hospital, the relationship between the two is still good. Being able to pretend a little in front of old friends, Director Kong only felt refreshed, as if he was ten years younger.

But Director Kong immediately began to worry.

Boss Zheng's progress is simply too fast.

Ordinary people fly knives in cities and provinces, and not many people can fly across the country. But in just a few months, Zheng Ren not only started throwing knives, but the imperial capital and the whole country couldn't hold him. In the blink of an eye, Zheng Ren went to Mayo Medical Center.

At this rate, give him three years, let alone Mayo, will he fly to Mars to perform surgery on Martians?

Director Kong sneered.

What I can do is to help young people check for gaps and make up for gaps, that's all.

What did Boss Zheng ignore? Director Kong thought about it for a while, and immediately thought of a few points.

His professional title is still attending physician, which is a hidden danger.

Can the attending physician make an expert diagnosis? The speed of progress is too fast, and the foundation is still unstable. But it seems that Zheng Ren doesn't need it at all... He is a talent who flies directly to the Mayo Clinic to participate in international consultations and surgeries.

Experts cannot go to Mayo, and those who can go to Mayo are not considered experts...

The contrast between the two made director Kong feel absurd.

Forget it, I will do my best on my side, no matter whether Boss Zheng can use it or not, I have to do something.

Director Kong smiled slightly, and began to think about what Zheng Ren needed to break through the promotion.

...

Sun Ming hung up the phone, and it took a full two minutes for him to react.

Is what Director Kong said true? This point seems beyond doubt.

It's harmless to make a little joke at ordinary times. But when it comes to the Nobel Prizes, when it comes to things like the Mayo Clinic, if you're kidding, that's going too far.

And doing so is easy to be exposed, that is not kind enough.

Director Kong is not this kind of person. Sun Ming believed Director Kong's words without even checking the information.

He thought for a while, restrained the surprise in his heart, took a sip of tea calmly, then stood up slowly, and opened the door.

"Dean Sun..." the middle-aged man asked hesitantly.

"You guys." Dean Sun didn't mind making a fuss at this moment. He shook his head, turned around and walked to the desk with his hands behind his back, and said, "Come in."

The two family members of the patients came in without knowing it, and followed them in with doubts.

"Director Kong is very dedicated, but I didn't expect to be here with you..." Dean Sun shook his head as he said. In order to express his inner emotions, he deliberately let out a long sigh, which made the two distant relatives feel uneasy.

Dean Sun said: "The young doctor who showed you the film is a candidate for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine. Tell me about you."

If there are other awards, laymen probably won't know about them. But the Nobel Prize, this kind of top award, almost everyone knows what it means.

Without further description, the four words of Nobel Prize are enough to make them dumbfounded.

"Do you know why Director Kong is so anxious?" Dean Sun didn't pause, and said directly: "It's because the young doctor you mentioned is going to the United States to perform operations on foreigners. The cost of one operation is hundreds of thousands." , or US dollars. Do you know how much it costs to watch a movie? One hundred thousand dollars! Take 10,000 yuan and think it’s too much? Boss Zheng will show you the movie for free, but you think he’s young!"

"..." The two family members of the patients were completely stunned.

Who would have thought that a small doctor who was "casually" picked up in 912 would have such a background.

"Don't be in a daze, hurry up and bring your child here. Show me what the young doctor wrote for you, and do the tests that can be done here. If I can't do it, I will find someone and hurry up to do it." .”

"Tell me, it's a lot of offense to be teased like this." Dean Sun scolded, feeling extremely proud.

Head CT three-dimensional reconstruction, urine galactose examination, blood galactose concentration measurement...

What the hell is this!

Dean Sun looked at the A4 paper and was stunned for a while.

This is definitely not an ordinary clinical examination, and it is a rare item. The level of the Nobel Prize candidates is really extraordinary. Dean Sun knelt down very quickly without hesitation at all. Not to mention anything else, the identity of a Nobel Prize candidate directly shattered his inner reserve.

There are only a few Nobel Prize winners in the country, and how many candidates are there? Which one is not a powerful party, he couldn't help questioning.

This time, Dean Sun personally took his distant relatives to run various inspections. I didn't expect to ask someone to see a doctor, but I actually asked such a great god. However, this is also an opportunity to get acquainted. Dean Sun is proficient in this way and already has plans to make friends.

The few checks that Zheng Ren needs are relatively uncommon, but 912 can also do them. Dean Sun still has some contacts in 912, so it is not difficult for him to do an urgent inspection.

It's okay to brush your face for this matter.

What Sun Ming was curious about was what kind of young man he was, and whether he would drink himself down if he invited him to dinner at night.

Hurrying quickly, all the examinations were completed before leaving get off work, and Sun Ming rushed to the interventional department with the patient and the patient's family.

Although it was time to get off work, the interventional department was still busy. The patients, doctors, and nurses undergoing surgery are very busy.

This is the normal state of the country's top tertiary hospitals, and Sun Mingzhao is no stranger to it.

Before arriving at Director Kong's office, Sun Ming knocked lightly on the door.

I had contacted Director Kong before, and he must be in the office. Sun Ming pushed the door open and went in.

"Director Kong, I'm here to trouble you again." Sun Ming entered the door and said with a smile.

As he spoke, he glanced twice. In the office, Director Kong was sitting at his desk, and a young man was sitting on another chair.

Sure enough, he was young, really young.

Sun Ming had expected it earlier, but the moment he saw Zheng Ren, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Thirty years old?

no.

How can you be so young!

"Come on, Old Sun, let me introduce you." Director Kong stood up and said with a smile: "This is the candidate for this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine, Boss Zheng."

Sure enough, it was him... Sun Ming stretched out his hand in confusion, and all the enthusiastic and active ideas that he had imagined before all turned into clouds of smoke and disappeared without a trace.

"President Sun, hello." Zheng Ren said lightly.

"Uh..." A few seconds later, Sun Ming said, "Here is the inspection you want, please help me."

Zheng Ren glanced at the people behind Sun Ming. One of them was a young man with a dull expression, and the diagnosis - galactosemia was marked on the system panel.

His own judgment was correct, Zheng Ren smiled.

However, according to the habit, it is still necessary to corroborate the diagnosis given by the system based on the patient's objective examination to avoid mistakes.