Chapter 1749 Freedom of Moments and WeChat Groups

Mao Chi froze for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

He didn't know if this Doctor Su would do this, he was probably joking. But who would bet on such a thing? What if you really want to add such a sentence?

I heard that he published a top-level SCI just like playing. If he really adds a sentence in it... This possibility is even smaller, but who knows.

If it were to become a fact, the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University would be shameless?

Seeing that Sun Chao's face was as suffocated as an eggplant, Mao Chi quickly smoothed out, "Doctor Su, this is too expensive."

"Just kidding, Director Mao." Su Yun smiled and was in a good mood. "You guys are so serious about surgery? Are you as serious as my boss? It would be really boring to do surgery like this."

"..."

MMP! Sun Chao cursed inwardly.

"The pliers are all made of alloy, and the world is destroyed. It is estimated that they are still there, carrying our memories, until they were discovered by a group of monkeys tens of millions of years later." Su Yun whispered, "Old Zhao, you send the patient to the hospital. ICU, I'm leaving."

Zhao Yunlong found that he was the most innocent one.

"Old Zhao, what's your expression?" Su Yun glanced at Zhao Yunlong and said, "It's very comfortable for the pupils to be out of focus when they are empty, I recommend it."

After he finished speaking, he walked away.

Lao He hehe smiled, I was in a hurry today, and I didn't give myself time to let my luck go before the operation.

With no luck, Brother Yun was much more active on the operating table.

Looking back now, it seems that the singing of good luck has the effect of making Brother Yun concentrate.

Every time this song is played as background music, Brother Yun's words will be much less.

Boss Zheng is really capable, you know that!

...

Zheng Ren got off the stage, went to the operating room first, and said a few words to Feng Xuhui.

Xiao Feng is always on call, and Zheng Ren knows how much enthusiasm and concentration has been poured into it. After the operation is over, I always feel that I am missing something without saying a few words.

If he was in Haicheng, Zheng Ren would not realize this.

The operations are performed one by one, and his stone is also changing little by little.

"Is Xiaojie's friend's lightning-like pain any better?" Zheng Ren asked while sitting in front of the computer, watching the video of Professor Rudolf Wagner's surgery.

"It's better." Liu Xiaojie replied immediately: "After three weeks, every day will be a little better."

"Just take it slow. Fuguier, you come." Zheng Ren said.

"Gaha, boss?" Professor Rudolf Wagner had been standing beside Zheng Ren, and he said it directly.

"You have an inferior venous filter. When you do this action, there is a problem with your hand shape, which makes it about 1 second slower." Zheng Ren said, "I have knocked on you many times. It is a habit left when I first learned the operation."

The professor was a little distressed, "Well, boss."

"It's fine if you can't change it. Nothing is perfect. I can see that you hesitated for a while, but it seems that your movements are not as smooth as you used to be. It's harmless, you can do whatever you want next time." Zheng Ren quickly read the professor The surgery, confirmed correct, stood up.

"Boss, where do you go to eat at night? Today is full of people." Su Yun came out and asked.

"Whatever, I don't care."

"Don't go, let's have dinner together at night. Boss, you pushed the dinner party over there. I really don't want to see people from the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren knew that it wasn't how the people in the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University were, but that he performed the interventional operation to retrieve the bullet that time, and Su Yun didn't go up, so he was angry with everyone in the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University.

Maybe even looking at their parking lot is not pleasing to the eye.

Su Yun hates people, do you need a reason?

Not at all.

"Understood." After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he turned around and went out.

Feng Xuhui wanted to follow, but was pulled back by Su Yun.

"Why are you following? There are Dean Yuan, Principal Zhang, and Director Ye over there." Su Yun put his arms around Feng Xuhui's shoulders and said with a smile, "Did you let Dean Yuan scold you for going so far? "

Feng Xuhui nodded quickly.

Not allowing consumables vendors into the operating room was a rule made a year ago.

Boss Zheng also brought himself in because of his meticulous work, and because Boss Zheng's reputation was getting higher and higher, everyone turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

But this is pretending to be confused.

When he rushed over, the gun hit the first bird, and with a bang, most of his martial arts was abolished.

"Brother Yun, today's surgery went really fast." Feng Xuhui said with a smile.

"Uh, I forgot something." Su Yun said, "You take your phone and come in with me."

After speaking, Su Yun hurried into the operating room, put on a sterile glove, and began to play with the 12cm thrombus.

He first used hemostatic forceps as a reference, and let Feng Xuhui take a picture. But ordinary people don't know the length of this thing, and then Su Yun found various reference objects and took pictures one by one.

"Brother Yun, what is this for?" Feng Xuhui asked while taking pictures.

"This is a case report. If there are photos and actual evidence, the judges who have their eyes on the back of their heads will think it's true." Su Yun said, "And don't you think it's cool to take pictures with Thrombosis?"

Feng Xuhui is really unable to empathize.

But seeing Lao He joined in after finishing his work at hand, Feng Xuhui seemed to understand something. But what did he understand, he couldn't tell.

I'm not a doctor, so it's really hard to understand the psychology of taking a photo with a 12cm-long thrombus.

Lao Hejia was inadvertent, and the smiling Guan Feng Xuhui asked for the photo and added WeChat by the way.

"Lao He, you don't want to show off on your Moments," Su Yun asked.

"How come!" Lao He said.

Su Yun didn't believe it.

"Just a circle of friends is not enough!" Lao He raised his voice a little and said, "I have entered five anesthesia groups, and each group has to post photos!"

"Hahaha!" Su Yun laughed.

"This is a full achievement. The 12cm right pulmonary artery thrombus scared them to death!" Lao He clenched his right fist, looking a little excited.

"Xiao Feng, see, this is the old man." Su Yun said to Feng Xuhui contemptuously, "The old man's dream is to achieve freedom in the circle of friends and WeChat groups."

"Brother Yun, don't say that." Lao He didn't get angry, he said with a smile: "In the past, someone showed a 6cm thrombus in the group, and it was still broken. When I saw it at the time, I felt that their operation was performed. The level is really strong."

"Do you know now?" Su Yun looked at Thrombus, and his voice became a little lower.

"No matter how strong, can Boss Zheng be strong?" Lao He said with a smile.

"The boss is not here, you don't have to be so loud to flatter yourself." Su Yun said.

"Brother Yun, first of all I'm telling the truth. Second, Shen Du, I use this word as my code of conduct now." Lao He said seriously.

Su Yun shrugged, Lao He, this guy is helpless.