"I just came back and haven't had time to change my clothes. Zheng Ren said something vague.

But Song Ying instantly understood what he meant, although he didn't have more expressions and actions, he nodded lightly, and said with rare sincerity: "It's hard work." ”

"It's fine. ”

Su Yun was honestly queuing, holding his mobile phone in his hand, absentmindedly flipping through something.

After Zheng Ren finished speaking, he smiled and said, "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while." ”

Song Ying asked, "Mr. Zheng, are you transferred to 912?"

"Hmm. ”

"After you saw me, I heard Director Chu say it a few times, and every time I mentioned you, I was full of praise. I guessed you'd get 912 sooner or later, but I didn't think it would be so soon. Song Ying said with a smile.

Faced with the words on this occasion, Zheng Ren was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer.

Song Ying was also shrewd, and he knew Zheng Ren's situation at a glance, he didn't wait for Zheng Ren to answer, and continued to ask: "Where do you come to the imperial capital, where do you live? ”

Zheng Ren smiled, knowing that Song Ying said monthly rent, but he didn't want to do too much. With his kind of net worth, can he still care about some rent?

"It's right next to the house, it's close, you bother. ”

Song Ying was stunned for a moment.

"The Palme d'Or?"

"Hmm...... Huh?"

In recent years, the housing prices in the imperial capital have rebounded slightly, and the price of the golden palm has dropped from 120,000 yuan per square to about 90,000 yuan.

Even so, it doesn't seem that a doctor who has just entered the imperial capital can afford to live.

However, the expression of surprise only flashed on Song Ying's face, and he then smiled: "It just so happens that I also live in the Golden Palm, leave a contact information, there may be some things in the future that will have to trouble Mr. Zheng." ”

Zheng Ren doesn't care, the relationship between Director Chu of the CT room can be regarded as knowing the roots.

exchanged phone calls and WeChat with Song Ying, and chatted a few more words, Su Yun walked over with a string in one hand and a stick in the other.

"Boss, go home. Su Yun said.

"Hmm. Zheng Ren glanced at Song Ying and didn't speak.

"Let's go together, get company. Song Ying ate the roast sausage and smiled.

"Yo, Manager Song, why do you still eat grilled sausages?" asked Su Yun as he skewered.

"Mr. Zheng diagnosed in time, did a minor operation, and got better soon. ”

Su Yun glanced at Zheng Ren, pursed his lips, did not speak, and concentrated on eating the grilled sausage.

Although it was already the second half of the night, there were a lot of people on the road, and it was the time when the nightlife was abundant.

It's really great to be able to go back to the world of singing and dancing.

Hopefully, that side will get better sooner. The sweet and humid evening breeze in Rongcheng, the night, that is the paradise on earth.

With a businessman like Song Ying who is smooth but not greasy, it is not embarrassing to have a few words lightly.

Entering the community, Song Ying sent Zheng Ren and Su Yun downstairs, watched them walk into the unit door, stood for a long time, and ate up the half-cold roasted sausages before slowly leaving.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun returned home, with a set of newly bought and washed clothes on their beds.

[I'm back, you go to sleep.] I saw the clothes, and I will wear them tomorrow morning. 】

Zheng Ren was in a daze, and he didn't forget to send a message to Shayman> put his clothes aside, Zheng Ren took off his coat and collapsed directly on the bed.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, Shay did not reply, and Zheng Ren fell into a deep sleep.

A week of non-stop surgery and a large amount of energy medicine made Zheng Ren's body overdrawn.

That is, in the system space, the physical fitness has been strengthened, otherwise it will really not be able to survive.

Zheng Ren originally wanted to go to the system space to take a look, but before he could go in, he directly lost consciousness.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

When I picked up my phone, it was already noon.

Zheng Ren smiled bitterly, and said that he would go upstairs to eat, and sleep until this point.

glanced at WeChat, Shay didn't reply, probably because he was afraid of disturbing his sleep.

[I'm awake.] Smiley~】

Jung in sent a message to Shay.

[I'm at home, Sister Yue went to work. You call me after washing, let's go out for a bite to eat, I just got up not long ago. 】

Shay replied.

She drove all the way to find herself, and after nearly 20 hours of surgery, she was also exhausted.

Zheng Ren was rarely lazy for a few minutes and didn't recall the past.

The past is gone, and it's time to think about the future of work.

There is no bed, which has always bothered Zheng Ren.

Unlike Haicheng First Hospital, in Haicheng, there are more than 20 beds in the emergency ward that can be tossed by themselves.

But this is the imperial capital, where a large number of patients from all over the country gather, and a bed is worth more than the same weight of gold.

Director Kong was able to allocate a few hospital beds to himself, which was already benevolent and righteous, and he didn't know how much pressure and covetous gaze he was under.

There is definitely no potential to be tapped on this side, and if you dig deeper, you will definitely offend someone, or even all the professors who lead the group.

If you don't know the depths and come to this point, you don't know what kind of moth will happen.

Su Yun is right, Mr. Pan Jie of Xiehe does not have a ward, so he doesn't work differently? Thousands of radiofrequency ablations a year have not been difficult to see.

This should be the first step, so let's find an opportunity to meet with the directors of each department here.

Connecting people...... As soon as he thought of this, Zheng Ren's heart rose with embarrassment.

You can't let Su Yun go out to toss, can you?

For hospitalized doctors, Su Yun still has a high status.

But for the directors of 912, Su Yun is much weaker. Especially now that I am still a Nobel Prize candidate, if I don't come forward, I am afraid that the directors will think that they have a big shelf, and it will be more difficult to communicate in the future.

People in the rivers and lakes are really involuntarily.

Jung Ren sighed, got up, and went to wash.

Su Yun was sleeping on his side, Zheng Ren didn't call him, took a hot shower, changed into new clothes, and then contacted Shay.

Shay did not ask Zheng Ren to go upstairs, but made an appointment directly in the underground parking lot.

She didn't drive back, and Zheng Ren was also very curious, not knowing what kind of car she was driving recently.

If he conjures up a Volvo XC60 again, Zheng Ren can only sigh at the world of Shay, and he really doesn't understand.

When he arrived at the parking lot, Jung in received a call from Shay's people telling him where the car was.

A solid black Aston Martin is parked in the underground parking lot, quiet like a black leopard, ready to leap up at any moment.

Looking at the streamlined shape, Zheng Ren frowned.

He didn't understand what an Aston Martin was, and he didn't know what kind of configuration the car was, superior performance.

Just looking at it, it smells expensive.

"Come up, what are you looking at?" Seeing Zheng Ren standing in front of the car in a daze, Shay stretched out his hand to greet him.

"I'm thinking, this car can only seat two people, and I will go to work tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, whether I will sit in the trunk or Chang Yue will sit in the trunk. ”

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