Chapter 1341 The Most Annoying Thing to Say Is the Truth

Fan Tao was standing not far away, not in a hurry, just watching. He rarely looked at the family members of the patients, and paid more attention to Smith.

Zheng Ren was helpless and stopped the man from continuing to kick his daughter-in-law.

After the emergency rescue was over, the irritable Hulk turned back and became gentle again.

"Mr. Fan, let's go." Zheng Ren waved and said.

"Yeah." Fan Tao didn't say much.

"Old Liu, contact us on WeChat. Dean Wang, are the experts from the province here?" Zheng Ren asked again, worried.

"It's coming soon." Dean Wang said. He peeked at Fan Tao, faintly fearful.

Zheng Ren calmed down and followed Fan Tao away.

"Doctor Zheng, please wait a moment." President Smith shouted hurriedly, and trotted after him.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren squinted, not showing any good looks to President Smith.

President Smith was a little embarrassed, but he had witnessed everything here, so he couldn't help but bow his head.

Whether it was the pressure from the top of the company, or the attitudes of prestigious experts and professors in the academic circle, the young Dr. Zheng refreshed President Smith's perception.

"I have deeply reflected on my mistakes." President Smith changed into familiar Chinese and said in a tone of reporting to the leader: "I am deeply sorry for such a thing to happen. I assure you that the business sold in China will be It will be fully rectified.”

Speaking, he bent down and said seriously: "The sales manager on this side has been fired."

Zheng Ren glanced at him, not seeing the young man who handed him his business card yesterday, nodded and greeted Fan Tao to leave.

President Smith shrugged, looking angry and frustrated.

He didn't dare to provoke this young man who couldn't tell the depth of it, but who could make the independent director call the headquarters and carry a group of big hands in the field of international intervention to the remote mountain village.

I can only watch the young figure go farther and farther, until it disappears.

Go back and explain this matter to the independent director. It's really a disaster, what does it have to do with yourself? ! Smith thought bitterly.

A Wrangler parked downstairs, square and upright, with very few electronic components, showing a simple and tough look.

"Boss Zheng, please." Fan Tao gave Zheng Ren to the passenger seat and started the car.

The roar sounded, and Zheng Ren felt something strange.

"Remodeled?"

"Well." Fan Tao responded.

"The road in the desert is not easy to walk, and civilian vehicles will get stuck. Even if it is modified, some roads must be avoided." Fan Tao's voice was very thick, which was very suitable for this modified Wrangler.

"I thought it was a small desert, the kind that can walk to the center in half an hour." Zheng Ren smiled.

It's not going to Lop Nur, nor is it going to the Sahara, what kind of big desert can there be. But Zheng Ren's idea was clearly wrong, and the Wrangler silently told him the truth.

There is a lot of space in the car. Zheng Ren sat on it and felt that the car seat was a little hard, which was completely different from Xiao Yiren's Volvo XC60. But it doesn't matter, someone picks them up to go to the desert, what else is there to be picky about?

He assumed a very comfortable position to relieve the poor venous return in his legs caused by standing for long periods of time.

With the movement of his legs, Zheng Ren could feel some subtle changes in the great saphenous vein of his legs.

Usually pay more attention, so that when you are old, you will not wear silk stockings like Director Wei.

It's really weird for a big man to wear silk stockings. Zheng Ren, the women's clothing boss, doesn't object, but he feels a little weird when he turns into a women's clothing boss.

"Little desert is boring. It's spring now, and some stars can't be seen." Fan Tao said, "Considering that you still have to go back to the imperial capital, there may be some problems with the time. I discussed it with Dr. Su Yunsu, and I won't sit when I go back. The plane is over, I will send it by car."

"Oh." Zheng Ren didn't feel anything about it, it wasn't very far anyway, seven or eight hours' drive. If you want to catch a plane, it will delay more time.

"Boss Zheng, is the rescue of the little girl going well today?" Fan Tao was silent for a while, barely finding a topic.

He's also not good at chatting, just like himself. This blunt topic and awkward atmosphere gave Zheng Ren a very cordial feeling.

"Fortunately, although the cooperation is not tacit, it is enough to have a sterile operating room and sterilized instruments." Zheng Ren replied.

When Zheng Ren answered questions, he basically did not use interrogative sentences, nor did he leave a thread for the other party to pick up easily. Thereby finding a topic, chatting very easily and happily.

For the title of topic terminator, Zheng Ren is at least a master.

Fan Tao was very straightforward, and he was silent for a long time in the face of the topic of the end.

Xilin Town is not big, and it takes more than ten minutes to drive out of the town. On a straight road, the Wrangler is driving at a high speed.

Although it is April, there is still not much green around, yellow and white mottled appear between the earth and the sky, which is slightly desolate.

More than ten minutes later, Fan Tao slowly asked, "Boss Zheng, are you sure about my brother's surgery?"

"I've only seen Director Mao's surgery once, and it is very high-level. Mr. Chu Huainan's aortic dissection aneurysm is not serious, as long as the next stent is enough, it's not dangerous." Zheng Ren said.

"My brother said he wanted to see you for surgery, and now I'm waiting for you to go back in the ward."

"..." Zheng Ren was stunned.

"He has a stubborn temper, we can't persuade him." Fan Tao said solemnly: "I also know that the risk of waiting a few days is not great, but I am still a little worried."

Zheng Ren thought of the old man wearing a Chinese-style jacket, why did he have to wait for him to go back for surgery? It's just the next thoracic aortic stent. This kind of surgery is too difficult.

"Mr. Chu has been hospitalized?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Well, it is estimated that he has been hospitalized before your side arrives and is preparing for the operation." Fan Tao said: "Actually, according to my idea, I will send you directly back to the imperial capital for surgery first. As for this side, I The people who will arrange for Boss Zheng to have a great time with all the members of your team."

"..." Zheng Ren was speechless, imagining what Fan Tao said, a chill in his heart.

"As for Boss Zheng, if you also want to play, I have friends in Chile who can arrange for you to go to the Atacama Desert to play for a week.

There are the most astronomical observatories in the world, and many constellations that cannot be seen in the northern hemisphere can be seen from the southern hemisphere. In theory, it's much more fun than this. "Fan Tao looked ahead and said very seriously.

It sounds good. Zheng Ren has an impression of the Atacama Desert, which is located between Chile, Argentina and Peru.

If you have enough time, you can play in the desert, and then go to the pampas to eat ten miles of steak...

That feeling was really great.

But he was half-kidnapped to go back for surgery, and Zheng Ren expressed his dissatisfaction with his expression.

"Later Yingzi insisted on saying no." Fan Tao smiled, "I am now in the perspective of the patient's family. I have some ideas. Let's say it directly, but please don't worry about it, Boss Zheng."

Zheng Ren nodded.

If this sentence is considered a threat to himself, it really hits the weak spot. Family members of patients, there is nothing to do.

Although he knew it was a joke, his smile was still a little stiff.

"Tell me the truth." The muscles on Fan Tao's face were as hard as rocks, and there was not even a hint of softness in his smile. A patient who has had aortic dissection, sits up from the bed, his face is as white as paper, and then he dies."

"But Yingzi said that you were a visiting professor at Mayo Clinic, and you taught at Mayo Clinic a while ago." Fan Tao glanced sideways at Zheng Ren, as if he still didn't want to believe Song Ying's words. .

Zheng Ren looked too young, and he didn't look like a doctor who could perform surgery on his own.

"Well, it doesn't count as a lecture, just received an email from a research group in Mayo to help them solve a certain medical problem." Zheng Ren said lightly, looking at the Gobi outside the window.

"I didn't believe it at first." Fan Tao said frankly, "But I happened to meet the emergency rescue. I learned about the relevant situation and had a basic judgment on the operation level of Boss Zheng."

Zheng Ren felt that this thing was more straightforward than himself, and it was really annoying to say these words.