Sun Ming sighed that he had picked up a life, he calculated his private money, and finally gritted his teeth and said that he wanted to invite everyone to dinner.

This is a life-saving grace, saving the aunt who died by herself, and also saving more than a dozen people up and down the community hospital.

It's still as it should be to have a meal.

But as soon as this proposal was spoken, it was rejected by Director Kong. Sun Ming grinded repeatedly, sincerely, and Director Kong reluctantly agreed.

If Sun Ming had a treat, it would definitely be a street shop, and the food would not be very good. Let this product take out a few thousand dollars for a meal, and it is estimated that 912 will be hospitalized the next day.

However, except for big bosses such as Lin Jiaojiao, everyone's usual food will not be so expensive.

If you want him to have a treat, you can't hurt your muscles and bones, Su Yun was worried for a long time, and asked a lot of people to book a place to eat.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun left the director's office, looked around the patients, and saw that Chang Yue was chatting happily with the patients with a smile on his face, and they didn't bother, but they just wondered in their hearts when Chang Yue could smile with him? As a junior doctor, it was too much to keep a straight face with the senior doctor all day.

When I returned to the office, I saw Liu Zewei writing medical records with a sad face.

"Lao Liu, why are you so worried. Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss Zheng, I'm ...... Haven't I written a medical record in more than ten years? Liu Zewei sighed and said, "In the past, when I wrote medical records by hand, I was also foolish. More than a dozen medical records a day, admissions and discharges, and surgery, no one has time to write like embroidery. ”

Jung in knew that Professor Yoo was telling the truth. In the past, when the conflict between doctors and patients was not serious, the medical records were handwritten. A medical record for the first trip takes at least 40 minutes, and it's still the kind of thing that you can't even recognize what is written.

Fool around, it's okay anyway.

However, with the increasingly serious contradiction between doctors and patients, the standard of medical record writing has been mentioned again and again in an increasingly important position.

It's just that at that time, Liu Zewei didn't have to write medical records himself.

Now it's really difficult to pick it up from scratch.

"Lao Liu, don't write it, let Chang Yue write it. Zheng Ren smiled and said.

Liu Zewei's face was a little solemn, he shook his head, and rejected Zheng Ren's proposal. If you want to be a further student, where is the reason not to write medical records?

If you want to learn surgery, you must make a good impression on Boss Zheng. I don't have as good luck as Gao Shaojie, but when I came to 912, it must be a turning point in my life. Liu Zewei thinks about all this very clearly, starting with the simplest things.

Zheng Ren is not reluctant, he can write if he wants, anyway, it is Chang Yue's business.

In fact, Zheng Ren estimated that Chang Yue didn't want Liu Zewei to write medical records, after all, teaching people to learn something was a very cumbersome matter, and it was better for Chang Yue to do it himself.

The most important thing is that not long after the church, Liu Zewei left, and he is not a member of 912, so there is no need at all.

It's just that Zheng Ren doesn't bother to think about this layer of caution.

Finding Xiang Yang's old position and sitting down, Zheng Ren took a book and pretended to flip through it, and entered the system space.

Since the intervention skill has reached its peak, Zheng Ren hasn't taken a good look at the skill tree.

The skill tree of the pinnacle level, like Jianmu, reaches the sky, with no end in sight. In the quiet space of the system, the faint sound of rustling leaves rubbing against each other sounds, making people's hearts palpitate.

Inadvertently, it was already like this, and Zheng Ren was also a little embarrassed. He took stock of the few skill points and experience points he had left, and felt a little empty.

After all, everyone is used to having a big business and being extravagant, and if he doesn't have some experience points to defend himself, Zheng Ren is still worried about what unexpected situations will happen and catch him off guard.

Although the intervention skill has reached its peak, it is unique in the world. The general skills have also reached the level of a master, which is not weaker than Professor Sen Yu, who went to the First Hospital of Haicheng City last year, and belongs to the world level, but Zheng Ren is still a little worried.

This belongs to the dog's belly, which can't hold two taels of sesame oil.

However, Zheng Ren has no good way, except for system tasks, he can only rely on long-term main quests to grind little by little.

Entering the system library to read the book, time passed bit by bit, and Zheng Ren pondered the operation of embolizing the fundus and left gastric artery while watching.

This kind of surgery should not be embolized too harshly, otherwise there will be necrosis of the stomach wall. It should not be too light, if it is too light, it will not be able to achieve the effect of ischemia, peristalsis of gastric tissue, and weakened digestion.

The skill of intervening at the peak immediately gave Zheng Ren several ideas. However, there was no time for surgical training, and Zheng Ren could not experiment.

It seems that it is useless for Lin Jiaojiao to be anxious, and she still has to wait for some surgical training time she has accumulated to do experiments.

Time flies quickly, and it's time to get off work in an instant.

Zhang Luo went to eat, Zheng Ren didn't care about these things, and as soon as he sat in Xiao Yiren's car, it was over.

If you can go to dinner, even if it's good, how much more can you ask of Boss Zheng?

Coming to a mid-range restaurant, Sun Ming asked everyone about their tastes and what they couldn't eat before ordering.

Su Yun looked at Hu Yanhui with a smile and asked, "Xiaohu, let's talk about it, what's the happy event." ”

There are more people, but they are all familiar, it is a circle of people around Zheng Ren, although Hu Yanhui is a little embarrassed, his face is blushing and black, but he still whispers.

"Isn't that the time I found a boyfriend? ”

"My guess is, tell me who found you blindly. Su Yun spoke, and people really wanted to slap it when they heard it.

It's just that the appearance is high, and this hateful idea will be ignored unconsciously.

Zheng Ren felt that if he spoke like this, he would definitely not be able to live now, and he couldn't compare with Su Yun.

Hu Yanhui's face turned even redder when she was teased, and she whispered: "I rented a house here, there is no parking space, and when I went home a few days ago, I parked the car in front of other cars and left the phone." ”

"Just your car......" Su Yun thought about it and felt that there was no way to describe it.

Zheng Ren had never seen Hu Yanhui's car, and he was a little curious, what kind of car would make Su Yun's goods difficult to do this.

"What a car. ”

"Ma Liu, boss, you don't know what it's broken into. One day I want to go to the Bank of China to run errands, so I will take Xiaohu's car. When I opened the passenger door, the soft bag on it fell directly and almost hit me. Su Yun spread his hands and said helplessly.

"I haven't had time to fix it yet. Hu Yanhui explained weakly.

"With your character, you're still a girl?" Su Yun sprayed directly.

"How not. Chang Yue glared at Su Yun, took Hu Yanhui's hand, and asked, "Tell me about business." ”

Belch...... was interrupted by Su Yun, and the topic deviated to the edge of the sky.

"At about 10 o'clock that night, I received a call saying that I wanted to move the car, so I went downstairs in my slippers. The color on Hu Yanhui's face became darker and darker, and his head lowered slightly, "Then someone instructed me to move the car." ”

"It's a handsome guy. ”