Dongcheng, a seven-star hotel.

Dr. Mehal took a nap and was in a much better state of mind.

He sat on a chair, looked out the window at the brilliant lights of the imperial capital at night, and said to the assistant next to him, "When will it be delivered?"

"Doctor, I'm going through immigration formalities, and if it goes well, I'll see the equipment tomorrow afternoon. The assistant replied.

Dr. Mehal nodded slightly.

The assistant hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered: "Doctor, the opinion of the expert group is that it is best for you not to communicate with Dr. Zheng during the operation, so as to avoid uncontrollable situations such as emotional agitation. Surgery, can you watch the video, or your body matters. ”

Dr. Mehal smiled and shook his head.

The doctor is very stubborn, and once he has made a decision, no one can persuade him. His assistant knew this.

Just now, I just wanted to give it a try. After all, the unbelievable idea of observing and performing surgery on oneself is a huge risk as long as you think about it.

Sure enough, as expected, the Doctor ignored the panel's proposal. In Dr. Mehal's view, the members of the expert group were all students of his students, and the level was simply not enough.

When he couldn't keep his sanity, there was no choice but to let the doctors of the expert group do the treatment. But now, Dr. Mehal has the final say on all treatments.

As for the operation on Dr. Mehal, he had to see the procedure himself and discuss it with the surgeon...... None of the doctors on the panel agreed, but none dared to question it to their faces.

The assistant went out, and Dr. Mehal looked out the window, and after a long time muttered, "You have no idea how strong Zheng's surgery is, and how good it would have been if you had met him earlier." ”

If it had been a few years earlier, that transparent ceiling wouldn't have been an obstacle.

Dr. Mehal sighed with infinite regret.

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……

In Dean Guo's office, the lights are still on.

He sat behind the desk with a straight face, and the head of the hair was lowered, not daring to look at him.

After receiving Dr. Mehal, the other party's ignorance made Dean Guo feel very uncomfortable. Although President Yuan is the executive deputy of the bureau, the work of science and education is in charge of himself, and it belongs to one acre and three points of land.

Today, I saw that Dean Yuan had the intention of meddling, which made Dean Guo very unhappy.

But there was nothing he could do.

Dr. Mehar's position in the medical community is such that he can completely ignore any invitation. It is definitely useless to speak by yourself, Dean Guo knows this.

If you want to invite Dr. Mehar to give a lecture or even become a visiting professor or something, you have to make a suggestion from Dr. Jung In-Jung, so that there will be some possibility.

But...... As soon as he thought of this, Dean Guo's heart was hard to suppress.

He looked at Director Mao and really wanted to scold her. You say okay, what do you have to do for Dr. Cheng?

Now, let's sit on the wax. Not only did he have to watch Vice President Yuan put his hand into his own one-third of an acre, but he also had to beg others to reach out.

What's going on!

After a long time, Dean Guo said in a deep voice: "You still have to do Dr. Zheng's work." ”

Director Mao felt very embarrassed, his lips moved subconsciously, but he didn't say a word.

In front of her eyes, she was full of joy with the red chief physician certificate and full professor certificate in her hand. But what ushered in was Zheng Ren's indifferent face and Su Yun's merciless ridicule.

As a director with real power, he will be ignored by clinicians?

took the initiative to extend an olive branch, but was also rejected, and it can even be said that it was the kind of indifference and rejection that tore the skin, which made Director Mao feel unacceptable.

At this time, if she wants to make up for the rift between her and Zheng Ren, Director Mao can't do it herself.

"This is what Dean Yan meant, you hurry up and do it. Seeing that Director Mao didn't speak, Dean Guo said very strongly.

In the words, the meaning is still unfinished.

If you can't do it, I'm afraid it will be a little sad in the future. Not only Director Mao, but even Dean Guo will be sad.

"Did you hear that?" Dean Guo saw that Director Mao, who had always been shrewd and capable, was speechless, and tapped his fingers on the table with dissatisfaction.

"Dean, Dr. Zheng may have misunderstood me...... That ......" Director Mao couldn't get through it, so he had to say embarrassedly.

"Misunderstandings? They are all comrades, and if there is any misunderstanding that cannot be explained clearly, explain it immediately! This is your business, and it has nothing to do with the work of the hospital. Dean Guo said coldly: "I believe you know the great significance of internationally renowned experts and scholars coming to our hospital for surgical treatment. ”

Director Mao lowered his head, a little aggrieved.

Zhao Wenhua, that bastard, after so many years, has caused such a big trouble for the old lady!

Looking for an opportunity, you must let him know what his surname is, Director Mao thought with hatred in his heart.

"Dean Yan is not at home, and if he is, I am afraid that he will go to greet Dr. Mehal today. Dean Guo said: "But the date of Dr. Mehal's surgery has been set, and he will definitely fly back directly if he wants to report it to Dean Yan." ”

"If the work is not completed by then, you can see what the consequences will be. ”

Director Mao nodded, a little frustrated.

But she didn't speak, she didn't turn away, and still stood in front of Dean Guo's desk like a wood carving.

"Alas. Dean Guo sighed and said, "I know what you think, but Dean Yan attaches great importance to this matter, and you must go all out to achieve it." If you lose face, you will pick it up yourself. ”

"Dean......" Director Mao muttered.

"Don't be embarrassed, I think Dr. Zheng is still very talkative. You look for a chance to have a good chat with him, or find an acquaintance to have a meal with. Normal communication, don't you know how to communicate anymore?"

Director Mao complained bitterly.

She inquired, Zheng Ren is a surgical dog. He did go out to eat, but mostly after the operation.

He doesn't usually have any hobbies, so he is willing to see a doctor and have surgery.

This kind of person is a hard walnut for Director Mao...... No, not a walnut, but a hedgehog, all thorns. Don't talk about it, you feel prickly when you move.

How can there be such a person in the world? Director Mao thought aggrievedly.

Even if he wants to bear the guilt and pull his face to beg for mercy, he has no chance at all.

I can't go directly to the interventional department, and when I was in the morning, I said to Zheng Ren, I was wrong, please forgive me.

In that case, Director Mao would rather wait to meet Dean Yan's wrath.