579 Midnight calls

When Zheng Ren went upstairs, Shay had already closed the bedroom door and told him to sleep in the other room, and then there was no sound.

Wash up, lie down, Zheng Ren lay on the bed.

Although there is a small regret in my heart, there is more joy.

Thinking about tonight's scenes, Zheng Ren's eyes gradually closed, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

……

……

Every day after dinner, Dean Qi of the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University walked slowly for an hour, went home to write calligraphy, and then watched TV, and went to bed early.

People in their fifties should take care of their bodies. When you reach a certain age, living long is the last word, and money or anything is not so important.

It's the same today, Dean Qi went to bed at nine o'clock.

At eleven fifteen, the cell phone rang.

In a quiet room, so harsh!

In order to be afraid of being disturbed, he only set up a few phone calls to come in at night. Dean Qi sat up suddenly, and his first thought was that there was a major social collective casualty incident!

It seems to go back to the time when I was still working in clinical work twenty or thirty years ago, the body secretes a lot of dopamine and adrenaline, and the whole person is awake instantly.

picked up the phone, and at this time, Dean Qi's lover said a word dissatisfied, turned around and fell asleep again.

He glanced at his phone, and it was strange that it was a classmate who worked in the United States and only contacted once or twice a year.

Weird, what is he calling for? Is he going to return to China in the near future?

Because of the time difference, most of the contact between these students is through messages on chat software. After all, they are all old, and they still understand the principle of not doing to others what you would not do to yourself.

Call yourself at this time, there must be something big.

But after all, it was a transatlantic call from the United States, and Dean Qi felt that there would be nothing wrong, so he picked up the phone and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

When you relax, the levels of dopamine and adrenaline decrease, and the muscle tissue of the whole body is somewhat uncomfortable.

"Old Wu, what's the matter?" Dean Qi's tone was a little impatient, this unhappiness always had to be expressed.

"Old Qi, have you read the latest issue of The New England Journal of Medicine?" said excitedly, as he didn't seem to hear the displeasure in Dean Qi's tone.

"I don't have first-hand information in China. ”

"There is a website there!" said: "A new paper on TIPS surgery, the first author is Chinese, and the second author is Professor Rudolf Wagner of Heidelberg University." ”

"Oh, The New England Journal of Medicine is rigorous, but publishing one or two papers is nothing. Last year, two papers were published in our hospital......"

"No, no, Lao Qi, you misunderstood what I meant. Lao Wu hurriedly said: "You are not engaged in the direction of intervention, you don't know the value and significance of this paper."

According to the paper, using liver MRI diffusion positioning can make puncture easier. Old Qi, you know, this is subversive!"

Dean Qi was silent, his eyes narrowed.

He was guessing what his classmate meant by the call.

"I just asked someone from the Heidelberg University Medical Center, and it is said that Professor Rudolf Wagner has already been in China. I asked someone to inquire again, and Professor Rudolph's assistant also went later, and the coordinates are with you!"

"Huh?" Dean Qi frowned, "Am I here?"

"It's Dibei Province, it's not clear. However, it is estimated that the only people in the North Province who can publish articles in The New England Journal of Medicine are the doctors in your hospital. Lao Wu said: "I owe you a personal favor, you hurry up and ask, is this true or not, I looked at the paper, how did I feel so unbelievable." ”

"......" Dean Qi is reflecting on his control over the hospital. Such a big thing, you don't know?

"Lao Qi, let me tell you, if it weren't for Professor Rudolph, I would definitely think it was academic fraud. But the famous Professor Rudolph is only in second place as the author, and I really can't figure it out. Hurry up and implement it, I'll wait for your news. ”

Dean Qi was also very curious, and hung up the phone after agreeing to come down.

He frowned and pondered, the intervention department, the gang of people under his hands, who could do such a big thing.

No, even if a German professor comes to China and has a personal relationship, it is reasonable that he does not know. However, if the scientific research is declared, the institute will allocate funds. Moreover, the provincial scientific research fund, which is also one of the judges, will not bypass itself.

There's something weird about it.

Dean Qi picked up the phone, and just dialed the phone number of Director Jin of the intervention department, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

immediately hung up Director Jin's phone and found another phone to call.

"Director Lin, you told me a few days ago that you had a ...... Where is the little doctor, who has a very high level and helped us solve a medical hidden danger?" asked Dean Qi.

Director Lin was obviously a little tired, and he was still in a half-asleep state, so he didn't ease up for a while, and he took a break.

"Director Lin, let me ask you!" Dean Qi's voice was a little colder, and the meaning of Sen Sen turned into an invisible electromagnetic transmission to Director Lin's ears, instantly condensing into frost, making Director Lin sober up.

"Dean!" Director Lin shuddered, jumped up, ignored the roll of his lover's eyes, and walked to the living room, "It's Dr. Zheng Ren, the chief resident of the emergency ward of Haicheng First Hospital." ”

"Involved?"

"Yes!"

"The operation was done very well?" Dean Qi suddenly felt that he was so bored, a little doctor in Haicheng, it is impossible for a so-called subversive ......

Just thinking about it, Director Lin's voice came from his mobile phone.

"The TIPS surgery is very good, and it was the old Gao of the interventional department who invited him to teach in our hospital. Director Lin said.

Dean Qi was stunned.

Is it true? Teaching? Gao Shaojie? What is this guy doing? A doctor from Columbia University leads a group in the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University, and he still needs someone to teach?

Countless questions poured into Dean Qi's mind, but he cleared them up in an instant and asked, "Is the level really high?"

"Yes, that's why I suggested keeping him in our hospital. Director Lin smiled bitterly.

"Have you talked to this Dr. Zheng about this matter?" Dean Qi asked, "If you haven't talked about it, hurry up and talk about it, I approve the house matter." ”

An intuition told Dean Qi that the person Lao Wu was talking about should be the person that Director Lin talked about with himself.

In that case, what about giving a house?

This year's funding ...... It's a little nervous, but it's not bad. Besides, it takes a long time to go through the formalities, which is enough to verify the truth of the matter. If it's fake, just kick it away.

If it's true, hehe.

"Dean Qi......" Then Director Lin's voice was a little hoarse.

"Huh?"

"I told you. ”

"When are people coming?"

"Mr. Zheng didn't agree to come over, and when I went, the director of the interventional department of the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital also went and dug him up to the Imperial Capital. ”

“……”