"Do you always recall this sentence?" Xiao Yiren raised his arm and touched Zheng Ren's head as a sign of encouragement.

The palm of his hand gently swiped his cheek, and Zheng Ren gently kissed Xiao Yiren's hand.

"Ahh

"yes. Zheng Ren then held Xiao Yiren's hand and said, "If you are poor, you will be good alone, and if you are good, you will help the world, I think it is very right." ”

"That's what my dad said. He said that he didn't want me to do anything earth-shattering, and he didn't want me to enter the business world, inherit the mantle, and expand the territory. As long as you can do something meaningful, that's enough. Xiao Yiren's face was still a little red, but he pretended to be fine, and said with a smile.

After getting off the elevator, Zheng Ren took Xiao Yiren's hand and entered the house.

"I'll come back early today, and I'll have a video with Director Pan. Zheng Rendao.

"Sister Yue and I just watched a video yesterday, and Director Pan was feeding the fish at home. His fish tank is so big that it takes an estimated two hours to change the water. However, the old director is not good at raising fish, and I discussed with Sister Yue that I will go to his house next time to help him get it. ”

Jung Ren smiled.

Although he left Haicheng, he was always worried about Director Pan. Once every three or five days, he subconsciously felt that Director Pan of Haicheng was like his father.

Director Pan is in good spirits, slightly thinner than before, and it is estimated that he is tired on the front line, and he has not yet eased up.

He told Zheng Ren very long-winded that he must pay attention to the safety of the operation, and Zheng Ren just laughed.

After chatting for a while, Director Pan was about to rest, so Zheng Ren turned off his mobile phone, hugged Xiaoyiren goodbye, and returned to his residence.

He sent one to Feng Xuhui; [Your body is fine. 】

Soon, Feng Xuhui's reply arrived.

[I've checked in near 912, see you tomorrow morning, Mr. Zheng. 】

Jung Ren smiled.

Su Yun has always been in contact with Feng Xuhui, and every time Zheng Ren wants to contact Feng Xuhui, he always hesitates and finally gives up.

In the past few days, Su Yun said that Feng Xuhui had been discharged from the hospital, and told Zheng Ren that he was going to come to 912.

Feng Xuhui, this young man is really desperate, and he doesn't know if he is recovering well now.

When Su Yun started to do the live broadcast of the operation, he left Feng Xuhui a lot of space when he started to do it, not because he was not there. Su Yun told himself about this, and Su Yun's goods are also hard-mouthed and soft-hearted.

Zheng Ren didn't wait for Su Yun to come back, began to wash, and then greeted Xiao Yiren with good night, then lay on the bed and began to think about the patients who will have TIPS surgery tomorrow.

After confirming that it is correct, enter the system space, click to purchase surgical training time, and start splenectomy for Gaucher disease.

This time, the big pig's trotters did not issue a task, and Zheng Ren felt a little regretful. Although there is still a lot of time for surgical training, it is better to save some if you can save it.

……

Imperial capital, near 912 Hospital, in a rented house.

Feng Xuhui is also doing his job.

When Mr. Zheng was away, he opened a live broadcast of surgery and did many similar surgeries. Feng Xuhui collected all the information bit by bit through familiar relationships.

He knew that most people now call Zheng Ren Boss Zheng, but Feng Xuhui still habitually calls Mr. Zheng.

Not for anything else, but it feels like it's called that, it's very kind.

He had a small notebook that recorded the surgeries that Zheng Ren was able to perform, and consulted the sales of other companies that also did business, and related consumables, each of which was kept for backup.

Feng Xuhui's mind is becoming more and more delicate, he knows that the preparations he has made may not be needed in his life, but once Mr. Zheng wants to have surgery and there is no suitable equipment, it will be such an embarrassing thing.

Although it is said that Mr. Zheng can also do liver repair in Nanchuan Town, the epicenter, he was forced to be helpless. When there is a condition, no one wants to do this.

Therefore, Feng Xuhui has done research on every kind of surgery that Mr. Zheng has done, and has made rare special consumables for the record.

Tomorrow, Mr. Zheng will do a live broadcast of the operation, he has just checked all kinds of consumables, and the hospital has all kinds of spare.

However, he assumed that something was wrong and prepared enough consumables in the trolley case in case he needed it.

After everything was done, he stretched his waist and prepared to rest.

He smiled, he really had persecution paranoia, he was so well prepared, and he didn't know why.

Standing up, his left leg went limp, and his body leaned slightly to the left.

The thigh penetration, the muscle is broken, and the infection is severe, and it is good to be able to recover like this. It's just that I'm not used to it yet, and I will stumble once in a while.

Then spend the rest of your life adapting, and soon the scars will be smoothed, both physically and mentally.

Feng Xuhui is very content, compared to those who can never come back, he is lucky.

Limped over to the trolley suitcase, checked it, and after confirming that it was correct, he put the trolley box at the door to change shoes.

Wash up and lie down in bed.

Feng Xuhui's legs are a little sore, and if he wants to fully recover, it is estimated that it will be impossible in this life. He still has some regrets, he limped, but it's hard to find a girlfriend.

But this regret did not complain and feel sorry for himself, he smiled, turned off the light and went to sleep.

……

The next day, Feng Xuhui came to 912.

The rental house is very close to the hospital, and Feng Xuhui is trying to avoid traffic jams in the morning rush hour, or to find a parking space to delay time.

He thought about these things very carefully, just like when he was in Haicheng.

912, Interventional Department, coming here again, Feng Xuhui felt like he had a long, long dream.

The last time I came, I was still the business manager of the Changfeng Northeast Region, responsible for the development of that barren wilderness.

Fortunately, I met Mr. Zheng, and my life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Feng Xuhui, who was limping, never counted the flying steel bar on Zheng Ren's head, because he knew that the moment he could drive straight to Rongcheng, he was ready not to come back.

And the appearance of Mr. Zheng just made his life more colorful and more gorgeous.

After getting off the elevator, Feng Xuhui dragged the trolley box with some difficulty and came to the interventional department step by step.

Suddenly, a hand behind his back slapped on his shoulder.

"Manager Feng, long time no see. ”

The voice was familiar, but the tone that had always been playful and intimidating disappeared, full of kindness.

Feng Xuhui turned around and ushered in a warm hug.

Su Yun patted Feng Xuhui's back with his hand and said with a smile: "It's really fateful to come back alive!"

This is true, Feng Xuhui smiled.

"Xiao Feng, welcome back. Zheng Ren then walked over, stretched out his hand to hold Feng Xuhui's hand, and shook it lightly twice.

Feng Xuhui felt that something was wrong, usually Mr. Zheng was polite, polite but estranged to call himself Manager Feng.

And this time, call yourself Xiao Feng.

He hurriedly smiled, and just as he wanted to say something, Zheng Ren took the first step, pulled the trolley box from his hand, and said with a smile: "Are the injuries healed?"

"It's basically good, just walk slower. Feng Xuhui looked panicked and wanted to take back the trolley box, but Zheng Ren refused.

"Just this time, I haven't thanked you for the matter in Pengxi Township. I don't thank you, it's too hypocritical. Zheng Ren said as he slowly walked towards the department, "You are still in charge of my business." ”

"Well, the company wanted to send someone else to contact before, but Ma Dong felt that I would be able to come back soon, and I was afraid that you would not be used to it, so it was always empty. ”

Zheng Ren nodded and walked towards the interventional department.

There were no overly enthusiastic words, nor any promises, but Feng Xuhui could feel that Mr. Zheng's attitude towards himself had changed slightly from the details.

It's just that...... I haven't seen Mr. Zheng for a long time, and his temperament has changed so much.

Feng Xuhui hadn't seen Zheng Ren for about four months.

Since leaving Haicheng and Zheng Ren going on a mission, until the end of the earthquake relief, Feng Xuhui has always passed by Zheng Ren.

I usually look at it every day, but I can't feel anything. But Feng Xuhui hadn't seen Zheng Ren for too long, and immediately noticed that Mr. Zheng's temperament was becoming more and more calm, as if it was a big mountain, thick and solid.

Feng Xuhui even has an "illusion", as long as he is too good and too out of line, and makes too big mistakes, no one can snatch Mr. Zheng's consumables.

Following behind Zheng Ren and limping in, Feng Xuhui thought a lot of things in his heart.