Chapter 1254: with translation of chapter title

East City, a seven-star hotel.

Mei Ha'er rested a while, his mental state much better.

He sat in the chair, looking at the night lights of Di Du outside the window, and said to his assistant: "When can it be delivered?"

"Doctor, the entry procedures are being handled; if smooth, tomorrow afternoon we can see that set of equipment." The assistant replied.

Mei Ha'er nodded slightly.

Assistant hesitated a moment, then finally said softly: "Doctor, the expert panel's opinion is that you'd better not communicate with Doctor Zheng during the Shou Bing, to avoid uncontrollable situations like emotional agitation. Shou Bing, you can watch the video, or your health is more important."

Mei Ha'er smiled slightly, shook his head.

Doctor is very stubborn; once he makes a decision, no one can persuade him. His assistant knows this.

Those words just now were also just wanting to try. After all, the idea of observing one's own Shou Bing is unimaginable; just thinking about it feels hugely risky.

Indeed, as expected, the doctor completely ignored the expert panel's suggestion. In Mei Ha'er's view, the panel members are merely his students' students, their level far from sufficient.

When he cannot stay conscious, there's nothing to be done; only the expert panel's doctors can treat him. But now, all treatment methods are decided by Mei Ha'er himself.

As for the process of performing Shou Bing on Mei Ha'er, he wants to personally watch the Shou Bing and discuss it with the surgeon…… Not a single doctor in the expert panel agrees, yet no one dares to raise objections face-to-face.

The assistant left; Mei Ha'er gazed out the window, and after a long while murmured: "You have no idea how strong Doctor Zheng's Shou Bing is; if I had met him years ago, how great that would be."

If it had been years ago, how great would that be? That transparent ceiling probably wouldn't have become an obstacle, right?

Mei Ha'er felt endless regret, heaved a long sigh.

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……

In Director Guo's office, the lights were still on.

He sat with a stern face behind the desk, Section Chief Mao lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

After receiving Doctor Mei Ha'er, the other party's faint disregard made Director Guo feel very uncomfortable. Although Vice President Yuan is the standing vice, the science and education work is under my jurisdiction, a small plot of land.

Seeing Vice President Yuan intending to intervene today made Director Guo quite displeased.

But he had no way.

Doctor Mei Ha'er's status in the medical world allows him to completely ignore any invitation. My words would surely be useless, Director Guo knows this.

To invite Doctor Mei Ha'er to give a lecture or even become a visiting professor, one must have Doctor Zheng Ren propose it; only then is there a slight chance.

But…… thinking of this, Director Guo's anger is hard to suppress.

He looked at Section Chief Mao, really wanting to scold her a few sentences. You were fine, why do you have to make trouble for Doctor Zheng?

Now, just sit and wait. Not only must I watch Vice President Yuan reach his hand into my small plot, I also have to beg him to extend his hand.

What the hell is this!

After a long while, Director Guo said in a low voice: "Doctor Zheng's work, you should handle it."

Section Chief Mao felt embarrassed, her lips moved involuntarily, but she didn't utter a word.

Before her eyes were the red chief physician certificate and associate professor certificate she held, full of joy to be presented. Yet what greeted her was Doctor Zheng Ren's indifferent face and Su Yun's merciless mockery.

As a section chief with real authority, I'm actually being ignored by a clinical doctor?

Extending an olive branch proactively was also rejected, even said to be that kind of cold, face‑shattering refusal; this makes Section Chief Mao unable to accept.

At this point, to have her again mend the rift with Doctor Zheng, a spitting‑face‑self‑drying task, Section Chief Mao still can't do it.

"This is Director Yan's meaning; hurry up and get it done." Seeing Section Chief Mao silent, Director Guo said firmly.

In the words, the meaning is not yet exhausted.

If it can't be done, the days ahead will likely be a bit more sorrowful—not just Section Chief Mao, but Director Guo will also feel sad.

"Did you hear?" Seeing the usually astute and efficient Section Chief Mao say nothing, Director Guo dissatisfiedly tapped the table with his finger.

"Director, Doctor Zheng might have some misunderstanding about me…… um……" Section Chief Mao couldn't hold back, so she reluctantly said.

"Misunderstanding? We're all comrades; any misunderstanding can be cleared up. Go explain right away! This is your matter, unrelated to the hospital's work." Director Guo said coldly: "I believe you know the great significance of internationally renowned experts and scholars coming to our hospital for Shou Bing treatment."

Section Chief Mao lowered her head, feeling somewhat wronged.

Zhao Wenhua, that bastard, after all these years still brings this big trouble to old lady!

Find an opportunity to make him know my surname, Section Chief Mao thought resentfully.

"Director Yan isn't home; if he were, he'd probably come greet Doctor Mei Ha'er today." Director Guo said: "But Doctor Mei Ha'er's Shou Bing date is set; it must be reported to Director Yan, who will surely fly back directly."

"If by then the work isn't finished, what the consequences are, you decide for yourself."

Section Chief Mao nodded, feeling a bit disheartened.

But she didn't speak, nor turn away, still standing like a wooden carving before Director Guo's desk.

"Sigh." Director Guo sighed, saying: "I know your thoughts, but Director Yan highly values this matter; you must give it your all. Face, you lost it yourself, so you must retrieve it yourself."

"Director……" Section Chief Mao murmured.

"Don't have hesitant feelings; I think Doctor Zheng is still easy to talk to. Find a chance to chat with him properly, or get acquainted people to have a meal together. Normal communication, you still can't do it?"

Section Chief Mao felt bitter in her heart.

She had inquired; Zheng Ren this guy is basically a surgery dog. He does go out to eat, but mostly after surgery.

That guy usually has no hobbies, just willing to see patients and do Shou Bing.

To Section Chief Mao, such a person is basically a hard nut…… no, not a walnut, but a hedgehog all spines. You can't even bite in; moving a bit feels prickly.

How could such a person exist in the world? Section Chief Mao felt wronged thinking.

Even if I wanted to carry thorns to apologize, lowering my face to beg for mercy, there's simply no chance.

One can't just run to the Intervention Department, at shift change tell Doctor Zheng, "I was wrong, please forgive me."

If that were the case, Section Chief Mao would rather wait to face Director Yan's wrath.