Chapter 2120: 2047 Fleeing (Monthly Ticket 69500 Bonus ×139)

The next day.

Director Wei hadn't gone to his own department early that morning, still in his white coat, and ran straight to the Intervention Department to block Boss Zheng.

Everyone was busy in the morning, surgeries piled up; if he didn't catch him this morning, he wouldn't know when he could see Boss Zheng again.

Moreover, what Director Wei feared most was that the courage he had mustered with great effort would vanish completely at that moment.

The surgery for the great hidden vein had troubled him for at least ten years; this time was his most courageous attempt.

He arrived relatively early, entered the Intervention Department, went to the doctors' office, and Director Wei, seeing a doctor there without looking closely, asked: "Has Boss Zheng come?"

"Not yet." The person looked up, and Director Wei was taken aback.

She was the pretty little girl who had gone with Boss Zheng during the hospital-wide consultation.

"Why are you here so early?" Director Wei asked in surprise.

"I came early to get some work done; I still have to assist in surgery later." Lin Yuan glanced at Director Wei, didn't ask what he wanted with Boss Zheng, and continued writing the medical record.

Director Wei felt uneasy, and had no desire to chat idly with the junior doctor under Boss Zheng.

As a department head, he still needed to be mindful of the impact.

Although he had no particular thoughts, if rumors spread that he was hitting on a young doctor, and busybodies started saying all sorts of nonsense about him, he wouldn't be able to face people.

He walked the corridors of the Intervention Department with his hands behind his back.

An ordinarily dressed person walked toward him from the opposite direction; his complexion was somewhat dark, and Director Wei thought he might be a liver cancer patient.

Generally, liver cancer patients' complexions turn dark, but Western medical theory doesn't explain it well; traditional Chinese medicine can, yet Director Wei isn't very familiar with it.

As they brushed past, Director Wei smelled a strange odor coming from the patient.

It was reminiscent of bitter almonds, but not quite; upon reflection, it seemed more like the bad breath after eating garlic.

However, Director Wei didn't dwell on it; in the hospital, you run into all kinds of people, and obsessing over every patient is exhausting.

After strolling a short distance and turning back, he saw the patient standing at Director Kong's office door.

"Yo, an old patient—everyone knows where the department head's office is." Director Wei tried to distract himself so he wouldn't keep thinking about the surgery.

"Director Wei, what are you doing?"

Zheng Ren's voice came from behind.

"Boss Zheng, I didn't come to consult you about radiofrequency ablation, did I?" Director Wei forced a smile, which looked a bit strained.

His legs had already started to tremble, ready to bolt at any moment.

"Oh oh, just wait a moment." Zheng Ren walked over with a chuckle.

"Boss Zheng, is there some happy news?" Seeing Boss Zheng beaming and striding confidently, Director Wei asked casually.

Su Yun said behind him disdainfully: "Boss Zheng just got lucky as hell."

"Any good fortune is good, no matter what kind. Boss Zheng's face is glowing; he's definitely on a big lucky streak." Director Wei laughed heartily.

As a "patient," he was busy flattering Boss Zheng.

"Director Wei, I'm going to change clothes; please wait for me." Zheng Ren smiled.

After changing clothes, Zheng Ren came out and took Director Wei to the changing medicine room.

The Intervention Department's changing medicine room is basically unused and much cleaner than the Gastroenterology Surgery's.

The Gastroenterology Surgery's changing medicine room is cleaned ten times a day, yet still looks messy. This is due to the department's nature, and Director Wei can't do much about it.

"Director Wei, take off your pants so I can have a look." Zheng Ren said with a smirk.

Many veteran doctors wouldn't take driving this kind of vehicle seriously; its speed is so slow that even the person involved doesn't feel there's an issue.

This is a calf issue; if it were the proctology department and they asked you to take off your pants, that would be terrifying. And if you ran into a situation with no paraffin oil first thing in the morning… that would be sour and refreshing.

Director Wei began to take off his clothes layer by layer; the key was that he had to remove his stockings.

Before, he thought it was a hassle, but these days he has a problem and must wear stockings even when not in surgery.

Director Wei also finds this annoying; otherwise he wouldn't have worn them only during surgery before.

"Boss Zheng, it's gotten worse these days." Director Wei said while pulling down his stockings.

"Boss Zheng, today's surgery…" Lin Yuan said while pushing the door open.

She saw Director Wei in the act of pulling off his stockings, froze for a moment, then couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Examine Director Wei, you may leave." Zheng Ren said calmly.

There was nothing inherently embarrassing about it, but if Lin Yuan burst out laughing, Director Wei would be even more embarrassed.

"Today's surgery is all ready; I'll report to you. After handing over, I'll send the patient onto the operating table." Lin Yuan seized the moment to assert herself, then turned and left.

"Director Wei, look at you—it's such a tiny surgery, why are you so afraid?" Su Yun said.

"Little Su, it's not about the size of the surgery. Lying on the operating table gives you the feeling of being meat on the cutting board, with others as the knife."

"Don't worry, with those two bits of meat of yours, even if they went into your mouth they wouldn't chew." Su Yun said.

After Su Yun cracked a couple of jokes, Director Wei felt much better.

As he rolled down the stockings, Zheng Ren saw Director Wei's legs covered in pigment deposits, with a particularly glaring ulcer.

"Just do it, Director Wei." Zheng Ren said firmly.

……

"Su Yun, contact Little Feng and get a radiofrequency catheter."

"A catheter? Isn't it a radiofrequency needle?" Director Wei hadn't looked into it in detail; yesterday he had consulted Mao Chi, mostly asking about postoperative complications.

He thought it was just inserting a needle, like the radiofrequency ablation for liver or lung cancer.

"Director Wei, it's similar to cardiac radiofrequency ablation." Zheng Ren chuckled, "Don't worry, don't be nervous."

……

"Um, don't run, this ulcer looks serious." Zheng Ren said, "It's already getting bad; if it worsens further, the consequences will be severe."

……

Director Wei remained silent.

Although after one Evening of thinking, he had prepared himself to do the radiofrequency ablation, but when the moment came, he still chickened out.

"Zheng Lao Ban, Zheng Lao Ban!" Director Wei hurriedly grabbed Zheng Ren, "Don't be anxious."

"Not anxious." Zheng Ren said, "Just an ultrasound guidance is enough, the Shou Bing is very simple, ten Minutes done. Also, need to prepare the skin."

Seeing Zheng Lao Ban rushing to get ready, Director Wei was frightened, hastily pulled up his pants, gave a wry smile, and said, "Let me think again!"

"Director Wei, it's not that I'm cursing you." Su Yun said from the side, "It's already an ulcer; without saying anything else, this ulcer is not easy to deal with."

Director Wei certainly understands this reasoning; he's just afraid.

"Give me a morning; at noon I'll come find you after you step down from this side." Director Wei completely lost the aura of a chief director, his face darkened, he hadn't even put on his stockings properly, and he fled in haste.

Seeing Director Wei's sorry state, Zheng Ren was also speechless.

It's just a radiofrequency ablation, only doing the calf Vein; the key is that Director Wei, a veteran in medicine, has seen and heard of everything—how could he be scared like this?!

How could he be so afraid?