Chapter 1104: with translation of chapter title

Early the next morning, Zheng Ren got up, feeling that his exhausted energy had somewhat recovered.

Although it couldn't compare to when he was full of energy, it was much better than yesterday. He got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, preparing to start the day's work.

More than thirty surgeries—this is the highest number since he pioneered the new TIPS Surgery technique.

That would be great—if he could do more than thirty every day, how wonderful that would be.

While brushing his teeth and washing his face, Zheng Ren recalled Ning Shu's words about the joint application of 5G and robotic arms, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

To keep up with social Progress and avoid being eliminated, although Zheng Ren is still young, he continually admonishes himself, urging himself to learn and Progress.

Of course, he also needed to brief Xiao Yi Ren on the schedule. That Afternoon after two, Xiao Yi Ren was boredly reading a novel in the Operating Room.

After chatting a few sentences and reporting the schedule, Su Yun's call came in.

This guy was right at the door, already eager to find out what had happened the night before.

Opening the door, Su Yun walked in, as if he had no bone, flopping onto the sofa with legs crossed, grinning and asking: "Boss, did you come straight back yesterday?"

"What else would I do?" Zheng Ren was brushing his teeth, his voice somewhat muffled.

"Ning Shu dragged me out for drinks, pure Germany beer, and Ning Shu can hold his liquor too." Su Yun sized up Zheng Ren from head to toe, seemingly trying to find evidence of where this guy had gone the night before.

"Being able to drink well, be happy." Zheng Ren brushed his teeth, scrub-scrub-scrub.

"And you?"

"I came straight back, lay down to sleep, just woke up. Now I feel much better, not as tired as yesterday." Zheng Ren brushed his teeth, scrub-scrub-scrub.

"Didn't you go see pole dancing? Didn't you go for a little flutter?" Su Yun asked: "The exchange student Ning Shu found should be quite familiar with this."

"I don't like gambling, nor a little flutter. The place is crowded; just going in gives me a headache." Hehehe, Zheng Ren began rinsing his mouth.

"What about the brothel? Did you go?"

"Of course not." Zheng Ren washed his face and came back, saying: "I never had the energy; if we weren't drinking, we two could go for a stroll and even take a look inside. But following a stranger, how could I feel comfortable?"

Su Yun smiled, nodded, and thought the Boss should be someone like that.

If Ning Shu hired him, that would be the best way; thinking about it, it's actually a bit of a pity.

"What time did you get back?"

"Who knows, anyway yesterday Ning Shu was drunk to the point his eyes were glazed." Su Yun gave a slight smile, saying lightly: "Boss, I really envy your good luck."

Zheng Ren stared for a moment, not yet having asked, Su Yun continued.

"Peng Jia left me a message, asking whether today's Shou Bing could be live-streamed for teaching."

"This, I suppose we need to see Professor Gai De· Mu Le's opinion." Zheng Ren said: "There are many Shou Bing patients; I estimate Professor Gai De· Mu Le won't agree."

Su Yun thought the same; he just wanted to see whether Zheng Ren's attitude was firm or not. If it were firm, there would still be room for maneuver.

After all, Peng Jia had offered a sky-high price for the live-streamed teaching surgery.

"By the way, tell Peng Jia that today's Surgery live broadcast should be reduced—just one or two would be about right." Zheng Ren walked out of the washroom, not feeling refreshed, still somewhat Uncomfortable.

In this state, if he can slack off, let him slack off. After all, Professor Rudolf Wagner has already completely mastered TIPS Surgery; the teaching surgery he steps up to should pose no problem.

As long as the live-streamed surgery isn't botched, the teaching surgery isn't a big deal. No matter what, sitting downstairs, if something comes up he can still go up in time.

Sitting downstairs as a big shot, this feeling Zheng Ren had never tried before. Every time he personally performed, donning Lead clothing to go into surgery.

"All right." Su Yun replied while sending a WeChat to Peng Jia, "I thought you were an iron man, never expecting that Pengxi Xiang could do seven-day, seven-night surgeries, yet the time difference is not so bad."

Zheng Ren gave a bitter smile; the time difference wasn't the problem, the True Eye… now Zheng Ren felt he couldn't even think of those four characters—thinking of them gave him a headache.

"All right, go eat breakfast, then start work." Seeing Zheng Ren finish washing up, Su Yun sprang up from the sofa, energetic and saying.

……

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Peng Jia received Su Yun's WeChat, his whole person falling into a dazed state.

"I'm wrong, wrong!" That was Peng Jia's only thought.

At the Mayo Clinic, he should have flown straight there; whether it was Mayo Clinic or Heidelberg, he ought to have met Zheng Lao Ban at least once.

This, Zheng Lao Ban had already expressed his dissatisfaction through his assistant; today's Shou Bing not only lacked teaching live-stream, but the number of normal live-streams had been cut to an outrageous extent.

This was Zheng Lao Ban knocking on himself; Peng Jia felt his head about to split, grabbing his hair, glaring, trying to figure out a solution.

His eyes were filled with bloodshot veins; he felt terribly vexed.

"What do you say about this—how can we handle it?" Thinking, Peng Jia suddenly realized that Hu Yan Hui wasn't in Heidelberg? He hurried to contact Hu Yan Hui to solve this problem.

He immediately picked up the phone and contacted Hu Yan Hui.

Although Peng Jia was anxious, he hadn't lost his bearings. He first learned of Zheng Ren's entourage's schedule, confirming that after finishing today's Shou Bing they needed to rush back, then he began asking Hu Yan Hui for her opinion.

How exactly could he make Zheng Lao Ban satisfied?

Hu Yan Hui on the other end of the phone looked bewildered: "Manager Peng, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Lao Ban is quite normal—he just does Shou Bing every day, and when he sees me he smiles, showing no problem at all.

Really strange—could it be that Manager Peng has received some news?

However, Hu Yan Hui listened carefully, without refuting.

Arguing with his wife—that's not wanting to go on. Arguing with the Boss—that's not wanting to work.

Hu Yan Hui still wants to work; her salary is now on par with company executives, her workload isn't much, and she feels she has reached the pinnacle of life.

"Manager Peng, I'll try today to persuade Zheng Lao Ban to see if we can add a few Surgery live broadcasts." Hu Yan Hui and Peng Jia assured.

Having received Hu Yan Hui's assurance, Peng Jia felt somewhat relieved.

Hope this employee's 'good luck' can do something; as for himself, he definitely must fly to Di Du, waiting obediently at the airport for Zheng Lao Ban to return.

Peng Jia hung up the phone, immediately notified his assistant to book an Airplane Ticket to Di Du.

What new price to set for Zheng Lao Ban—this is a terribly difficult matter; Peng Jia felt his head a little sore.

Demanding that every time they do a teaching surgery live-stream? Would Zheng Lao Ban flatly refuse? Even if he agreed, not everyone could accept this method of live-stream teaching surgery.

What should be done to make it best?

Carrying countless doubts in his heart, Peng Jia embarked on a new journey.