Chapter 1242: with translation of title

1206 Zheng, I want to see your Shou Bing (Alliance Leader LM7 bonus 1)

"Has he been saved?" Zheng Ren's heart tightened, he asked.

"He can definitely be saved. In the ICU, even dead people can live another three days." Su Yun's tone was slightly off; Zheng Ren felt it strange, glanced at him.

"The patient's family now understands and demands surgery." Su Yun said, "But they want you to do the surgery. What do you mean by this? Are you treating the hospital as their family's business, even naming it? For Mei Ha'er to ask you to do surgery, you need an appointment."

"Looking for me?" Zheng Ren exclaimed.

"Just now, I heard others say that the master was saved and went to the ward to find you." Su Yun curled his lip with a hint of disdain, "Who knows what he wants to do."

Zheng Ren didn't think there was any problem; in broad daylight, under the clear sky, could he still fear a wandering martial artist?

"What's happened with all this?"

"Indeed, you've shown great powers; your family now thinks you can defy fate." Su Yun lowered his voice, full of mockery, said: "Boss, why not take some time to develop in Xianggang? People there believe more in this."

"Don't talk nonsense, this is feudal superstition, deserving of contempt." Zheng Ren said: "Let's talk later."

"Surgery? Or just refuse outright?" Su Yun asked.

"Of course surgery." Zheng Ren said. As he spoke, a hint of relaxation appeared on his face, fleeting but caught by Su Yun.

"You wouldn't be using surgery to avoid tonight's welcome banquet, would you?" Su Yun immediately understood Zheng Ren's thought; this damn fellow actually wanted to escape via surgery.

"Seeing people off and welcoming them is the most boring. Not having to eat is something to consider." Zheng Ren gave a hehe laugh and said.

"Boss." Su Yun spread his hands, "Meeting an internationally renowned expert, a Nobel Prize reviewer, this is……"

As he spoke, he suddenly paused, his expression becoming quite strange.

Does the boss need to know Mei Ha'er? The doctor came all the way from Sweden just to perform surgery to save lives.

Mei Ha'er's cardiac interventional surgery—others can't do it; only the boss can do it; or others dare not do it, only the boss dares to do it.

This is a technical barrier; is there still a need to rush to curry favor with Mei Ha'er? Perhaps the doctor is now worried that the boss won't win the Nobel Prize.

If he really can't get it, in a fit of anger he might disappear; within half a year, Mei Ha'er's old ailment will relapse. By then, his life may be over.

"What are you chatting about?" Vice President Yuan saw Zheng Ren walking while talking with Su Yun, found it strange, and asked. At this time, shouldn't we introduce Mei Ha'er to China? Talking and laughing with Su Yun, what is this?

"There's a patient in the hospital who wants me to do surgery. His heart has stopped twice, he's fainted several times, the condition is quite urgent." Zheng Ren reported honestly.

Beside Mei Ha'er, Vice President Guo was chatting; the simultaneous interpreter was whispering beside the doctor. Suddenly the doctor noticed Vice President Yuan and Zheng Ren speaking, he immediately had the interpreter stop translating Guo's words and instead translate Zheng Ren's words.

Vice President Guo felt a bit embarrassed, but there was no better way. This person is a Nobel Prize reviewer; his international academic standing is very high.

Moreover, the most important thing is that this is Director Yan's demand; even if he's unwilling, he has to grit his teeth and accept.

The interpreter was shrewd, moreover multitasking—translating while listening to the surroundings. He quickly told Mei Ha'er what Zheng Ren had just said; although not complete, the general meaning was about the same.

"Zheng, are you going back to do emergency surgery?" Mei Ha'er asked.

"Sorry, Doctor, the patient's condition is quite urgent, but the surgery will be quick." Zheng Ren made up his mind; even after the surgery, he wanted to see whether the hospital would give Mei Ha'er a welcome reception.

If there is a welcome reception, I'd rather crouch in the operating room reading than rush over "as soon as possible."

A bunch of people sitting at the wine table, saying insincere words, as boring as it gets.

"Zheng, I want to watch your surgery." Mei Ha'er said.

"Doctor, we've arranged a welcome banquet for you." Vice President Guo said.

"No thanks, I want to watch Zheng's surgery." Mei Ha'er said firmly.

Both vice presidents were stunned for a moment; normally you pick up the guest, take him to eat, liven up a bit—that's how it should be.

But now, Mei Ha'er has just arrived in Di Du, and he wants to go observe the surgery in Operating Room 912? This time slot is already afternoon. After a day of surgeries, the OR staff are exhausted; some operating rooms haven't even been cleaned yet. It's a mess—would it really be okay for Mei Ha'er to see that?

Zheng Ren also knew he couldn't act arbitrarily at this point; he could only look helplessly at Vice President Yuan.

He's not stupid either; he just doesn't want to socialize. He knows that in such situations, even looking at Director Kong is useless. Ultimately, the decision still lies with Vice President Yuan.

"Since the doctor wants to observe the surgery, let's go." Vice President Yuan laughed: "Zheng Ren, you'd better do a good job."

Zheng Ren felt utterly helpless; a heaven-sent escape plan just went up in steam.

Vice President Yuan also felt helpless; after confirming Mei Ha'er's schedule, he deliberately slowed his steps, walking behind. He looked for an opportunity to arrange someone to immediately notify the operating room, to quickly clean it up, lest they see something they shouldn't.

Director Ye was certainly the one carrying out the order; he made phone calls to arrange things while riding in a car, leaving first.

After receiving the call, the catheterization lab instantly became like a machine, erupting with a roaring sound. The head nurse stood in the hallway directing, a scene of busy activity.

The news spread everywhere, and the whole hospital boiled over.

Mei Ha'er, like his wife, are internationally top experts in cardiology. After arriving in Di Du, without even drinking water, he wants to see Boss Zheng's surgery.

This matter spread, growing crazier and more absurd, until finally it was impossible to listen to.

Ye Qingqiu stood in the hallway of the catheterization lab, carefully checking every inch of space.

Although it was already nearing four in the afternoon, only one of the twelve operating rooms was empty, reserved for emergency patients.

Director Zhang stood beside Director Ye, seeing his unpleasant expression, he cautiously described the preparations.

"What's the situation with the patient's family?" Director Ye mainly cared about this matter.

The patient's family has unstable factors; if they cause a scene in front of Mei Ha'er, losing face would be the least of it. When Director Yan gets angry, from Vice President Yuan, who oversees clinical work, to myself, and even the entire cardiology department, we might all suffer badly.

This matter seems to be getting increasingly out of control; Ye Qingqiu felt somewhat helpless.

"The patient's family……" Director Zhang hesitated slightly, seeming to ponder what to say, but ultimately didn't speak.

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