You are the pearl, Mo Mengchen

Chapter 60

After waking up, Mo Mengchen looked at the time.

It was still early, Mo Mengchen rubbed his eyes, went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After taking care of himself, he went to weigh himself again, which was exactly 80KG.

His weight is still too light for an NBA player, especially because he is 197 cm tall, his body is flat, and he looks very thin.

Gaining weight is a slow process. During the season, he consumes a lot. Let alone gaining weight, he has to do his best to maintain his current weight.

"Good morning, Dr. Mo."

Jessica of 260 went out with her mother with her schoolbag on her back.

"Morning." Mo Mengchen nodded slightly.

I usually meet Ephraim when I go out, but not today.

Mo Mengchen almost thought that he had misread the time, he looked back and forth many times, yes, it was this time.

A planned event did not happen as expected, Mo Mengchen was a little uncomfortable, he walked to the door of 280, was about to knock on the door, but felt that it was too abrupt.

"never mind."

Mo Mengchen left Garridon's apartment and rushed to St. Lucifer's Hospital.

He did not schedule surgery this morning.

The hospital in the morning is the most leisure time of the day, there are not many patients, and the work is easy, but hospitals in the city center like St. The crime rate is high, the major gangs are mixed, there are frequent fights, and hundreds of black sirens are sounded every year.

"Dor. Mo, good morning."

Mo Mengchen went to the emergency department for a walk.

He's a surgeon, but Sievers has given him privileges like snatching some patients from the emergency department if need be.

Private hospitals have the benefits of private hospitals, such as being able to formulate rules blindly.

Mo Mengchen walked around here with a stern face, but he didn't meet any patients in critical condition.

"Isn't this Dor.Mo? How come here when you have time?"

Gary, the director of the emergency department, said that Mo Mengchen was very upset. Keel said in a strange way.

Mo Mengchen always felt that he was overly angry, and that he was like a moving virus. I really don't know how such a person became the director of the emergency department?His body is full of dirt. It is said that he only washes his hands once in five hours. A lunatic who runs a hospital, actually washes his hands only once in five hours?too disgusting!
"I really want to see the almanac when I go out in the future." Mo Mengchen walked past him.

Mo Mengchen walked to Sievers' office, took a stroll around, and felt comfortable here. Sievers didn't pay much attention to hygiene, but after his "tips", her hygiene awareness has improved a lot. At first glance, the whole The offices are all clean.

"You came just in time!" Sievers picked up a stack of materials on the table, "The hospital has recently recruited a group of interns, you can choose one."

"Should I bring an intern?"

"As the best doctor in St. Lucifer, don't you want to bring out some good students to make you look good?" Sievers asked.

Mo Mengchen said: "Assuming we don't make it to the playoffs, then there will be five months in the regular season, and I have to play away games for half of the time. No matter who follows me, these unlucky guys will not be able to learn." to something because I'm always out of the hospital."

"When you are away, someone else will take it. The hospital stipulates that every surgeon must take an intern. You can choose one." Sievers was not discussing with him.

Mo Mengchen looked at it and said, "Since you can't refuse, then let others choose, and give me the rest."

Sievers said: "I gave you the right to choose first, but now you want to give it to others?"

Sievers was really angry and annoyed at this man who never played cards according to common sense. He thought that he was invincible all day long, and the doctors in the entire St. Lucifer Hospital combined were not as good as him. They mocked this and that, I really want to help him with something, but I push back and forth.
"I don't have time to take interns, so let those idiots who have time pick out the good students, and let the stupidest one follow me. Anyway, he is so stupid, so he probably won't have much future, so I will I won’t mislead my disciples.” Mo Mengchen made himself a cup of instant coffee.

Mo Mengchen's words came from the heart, but Sievers always felt that even if this man only reminded the interns every now and then, the effect might be better than those who followed other doctors all day long as sycophants.

She has no evidence and basis, she is only the head of St. Lucifer, she is not even a doctor, this is an intuition, a woman's intuition.

"And these."

Sievers almost forgot business.

"This is next month's list." Sievers said.

Mo Mengchen took the list in her hand. This is the list of patients, which is his right. He has the right to choose patients.

This list only has names and medical records, and there is no brief introduction. That is to say, whoever Mo Mengchen likes is whoever he is, and it has nothing to do with the background behind these patients.

He can be a nobleman who spends a lot of money, or a commoner who has nothing.

"More than half of my next month will be away games." Mo Mengchen ticked off a few names, "Let others do the surgery for these people, they can't wait."

"The rest, you guys arrange the time." Mo Mengchen returned the list.

Sievers saw the names that were picked up because Mo Mengchen didn't have time; "Mo, these people. They called you for surgery."

"who are they?"

"Blake Duvall, Peters Evan" Sievers' voice faded.

How many patients who came to St. Lucifer for surgery did not want Mo Mengchen to operate on them?

"I'm not free." Mo Mengchen didn't think he had to do these surgeries.

"Mo, these people are quite famous in Michigan. If you can help them perform surgery, it will be beneficial to your future." Sievers said.

Mo Mengchen said: "I don't care if they have money or not, what they can bring me, I just don't have time next month, and they need surgery urgently, it's as simple as that."

"Maybe, you could move other people's surgery back and bring theirs up," Severs suggested.

"Why should I?" Mo Mengchen asked arrogantly.

"For me," Severus said, "I promise them you'll take over their operations."

At this moment, Sievers' face looked pitiful with a voluptuous face, and if Mo Mengchen refused again, she seemed to cry at any moment.

"You shouldn't make guarantees that you can't control at all." Mo Mengchen said, "This is not an example."

"You promised?"

"For the sake of the thirty-year-old woman's face, you can arrange it."

"Wait a moment!"

Mo Mengchen poked his head back: "Is there anything else?"

"I'm not going to be 30 in five years!" Sievers said angrily.

"Oh, then I'm doing it for the face of the thirty-year-old woman."

　Thank you agent Shuping for your reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)