Back in 2002 as a doctor

"Is it some other emergency?"

"Who knows, send the boss home first, and I will ask in detail."

"Director Deng." Zhou Congwen smiled narrowly, "There should be nothing wrong with you and Sister Cui."

"The boss is here, don't talk nonsense."

The boss doesn't like this kind of joking, so there is a saying not to talk nonsense in front of the boss.

But Mr. Huang closed his eyes and meditated as if he didn't hear it.

One operation, the boss will not be particularly tired. Although it is indeed an unbearable burden to wear dozens of kilograms of lead clothing at the age of 80, Zhou Congwen understands the boss.

He must be "simulating" the operation, and he should have found some inspiration in his own operation.

But it's no wonder that my surgery is a more mature technique that has been polished for more than ten or twenty years after the boss died. It is strange that the boss is not interested after seeing it.

After sending Mr. Huang home, Zhou Congwen sat directly on the co-driver's seat, looked at Deng Ming with a smile, "Director Deng, what's the matter?"

Hearing what Zhou Congwen said, Shen Lang was very grateful.

The curiosity in his heart was almost unbearable, overflowing.

"What else can happen? Someone in the family must be sick." Deng Ming held the thermos, not in a hurry, and took out the phone slowly.

"Xiao Cui, are you feeling better?" Deng Ming asked, "What happened?"

Intermittent crying came from the phone, as well as curses such as shameless.

Shen Lang's ears moved dexterously, with a high frequency, Zhou Congwen even suspected that Shen Lang could fly up in the next second just by flapping his ears.

Chapter 0685

Deng Ming held the phone helplessly, and moved his lips slightly, apparently trying not to curse out.

After a few seconds, Deng Ming finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Xiao Cui, where are you?"

The mood on that side seemed to be broken. After whispering a word intermittently, Deng Ming confessed that he had gone, and then hung up the phone impatiently, fearing that he would open his mouth to curse people if he was a second behind.

"Director Deng, are you here?" Zhou Congwen asked with a smile.

These words were exactly what Shen Lang was thinking.

He glanced at Zhou Congwen in surprise.

"What do you think I'm doing? It's what men think." Zhou Congwen glanced at Shen Lang.

"What came to your door? If you come back to our 912 next year and keep talking like this, the boss will be very upset." Deng Ming said helplessly.

It's up to you to say what the boss likes and dislikes, isn't it because the boss is not here, Zhou Congwen slandered inwardly.

"Director Deng, what's going on?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"I don't know, but listening to the voice on the phone, I feel like the child of Cui's family is pregnant." Deng Ming frowned.

"Oh? How old are you?" Shen Lang asked, "Why do I want to find you? Can't I just go to the hospital?"

He had a lot of questions, especially the last two questions, as if two knives were inserted into Deng Ming's chest and stirred up twice.

"Director Deng is generous. People in the department always turn to Director Deng when they encounter difficult problems. Moreover, he has a wide network of contacts. It is much better for him to say something than to go by himself." Zhou Congwen quickly explained while Deng Ming didn't get angry.

Deng Ming squinted at Shen Lang, and Shen Lang shuddered.

In front of Mr. Huang, Deng Ming's indistinct presence made him forget that this is the chief director of the 912 Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery.

When facing Wang Chengfa, Shen Lang was terribly afraid. Sometimes when he was scolded severely, when he saw Wang Chengfa, he couldn't help trembling before he could speak.

In front of Director Deng Mingdeng, Wang Chengfa is a fart, and Shen Lang has already shed tears of regret.

According to what I just heard, one year later I will be working with Zhou Congwen at 912. At that time, under Director Deng, if he holds grudges, he will wear small shoes for himself intentionally or unintentionally...

Why are you so uninviting... No, it's because I have nothing to do to provoke Director Deng to dry his wool!

"Who knows." Deng Ming's words interrupted Shen Lang's regret.

"It's unlikely, let's go and have a look." Zhou Congwen said, "Sister Cui seems to be..."

As he spoke, his words stopped.

I probably haven't seen Sister Cui in this life, it's better to talk less, Zhou Congwen immediately warned himself in his heart.

Deng Ming raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhou Congwen.

"Have you seen it?"

"No, didn't I just hear what you said." Zhou Congwen was thick-skinned, and he didn't feel anything when he said it, and smiled, "Director Deng, by the way, you are really popular."

"Kory is used to looking for me for everything. As long as I can help, I will definitely help. If you don't look up and look down, why bother to carry it." Deng Ming said lightly, "Do you really think the director is some kind of high-ranking official? Besides, we Three points for surgery and seven points for nursing, if the nurses really don't care, it will always be a hidden danger."

While talking, the phone rang again.

Deng Ming shook his head, feeling a little helpless.

After taking a look, he suddenly smiled, "Xiao Zhou, I'm looking for you."

"Oh? Abbott?"

"En." Deng Ming nodded, "Isn't it because you and Olida are very close, so recently other consumable suppliers have basically zero sales, and they are all in a hurry."

Zhou Congwen smiled slightly.

"I guess this time you and the boss performed an interventional operation together, and they panicked even more."

This is also what it should be, as long as the nose is not malfunctioning, no matter how dull it is, it will smell something wrong.

"Xiao Sun, what can I do for you?" Deng Ming answered the phone.

"Oh, I have something to do with Zhou Congwen, we can't eat, let's talk on the phone."

"Employment fee, let me ask."

Deng Ming covered the phone, "Xiao Zhou, Abbott would like to invite you to do product promotion surgery, drug-eluting stents, how much do you want?"

"Not for now." Zhou Congwen said with certainty.

"Huh?" Deng Ming was taken aback, "No answer? Why? One of their product display operations is counted in US dollars."

"I know." Zhou Congwen smiled, "You can refuse for me first, don't say too much, hang up the phone and I will explain to you."

Deng Ming nodded.

"Zhou Congwen has been a little busy recently, so I don't have time for the time being. I guess it will be done after the lunar calendar. The task given by the boss is heavy. It will take hundreds of thoracoscopic surgeries in more than a month."

"When the time comes, you will contact me, and I will tell him."

After speaking, Deng Ming hung up the phone without saying hello.

"Xiao Zhou, is it hot to handle too much money?" Deng Ming asked.

"Olida's thrombolytic catheter is going to be a product display. Isn't this being targeted by Lanke? I guess I will be beaten badly."

"What does it have to do with Abbott?"

"It's worth tens of thousands, 10,000+ dollars to do a surgery now, and it's still a world-class product display, which is not worth it."

"..." Shen Lang clicked his tongue.

A few 10 yuan per operation, Zhou Congwen actually said it was not worth it? !

"Huh? How much do you want?" Deng Ming was also taken aback by Zhou Congwen.

This kind of large multinational company can be said to be bullying customers, and it is two different concepts from a pharmaceutical company that sells a certain domestic antibiotic.

Zhou Congwen has such a big heart?

A few RMB 10 for one operation is not enough, how much can satisfy his appetite.

"It depends on how badly Olida was beaten." Zhou Congwen said, "The price will naturally go up after being ashamed. This is my first product display operation, and I can't lower my value."

"How much do you want?"

"500."

"..."

"..."

"U.S. dollars." Zhou Congwen finally said with certainty.

"You... are you not crazy!" Deng Ming looked at Zhou Congwen's side face in astonishment, "The boss has never performed similar operations, but the price for the boss is definitely less than 500 million."

"It's a bit high, but it's definitely worth it." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly.

Deng Ming was dumbfounded.

My little junior brother is really big-hearted. In Deng Ming's eyes, a hundred thousand dollars for a surgery is a sky-high price, but he actually paid 500 million!

Even if he showed the DK-crush technique, it didn't seem to be worth the price.

The great thing about the new technique is that it doesn't use drug-eluting stents, which is the opposite of Abbott's goal.

But Deng Ming didn't worry about it. How much he could earn was up to Zhou Congwen. He talked to the driver and drove straight to Nurse Cui's house.

Chapter 0686 Teratoma

Arriving outside a community, Deng Ming didn't let the car drive in, got out of the car, walked slowly into the community with Zhou Congwen and Shen Lang.

The unit door is open, the community is old, and even the unit door looks a little dilapidated.

Zhou Congwen estimated how many houses could be replaced after demolition and relocation in half a year and a year. In her previous life, Sister Cui was already financially free when she came to 912, and her work depends on her interests and hobbies.

But now, it is far from the time to develop.

Knocking on the door and entering the room, the atmosphere in the room was dull and weird. A little girl was sitting on the sofa with stubbornness and tears on her face.

"What's the matter?" Deng Ming avoided Shen Lang's attentive hand, handed the thermos cup to Zhou Congwen firmly, changed his shoes, and asked with a smile.

After the blood exchange, he took back the thermos immediately and held it firmly in his palm. Deng Ming sat directly on the sofa.

Cui Mingxuan sounds like a man's name, but she is very handsome, although she is nearly forty years old and looks like a girl in her twenties.

"Director Deng, please..." Cui Mingxuan spoke with tears streaming down his face, his voice choked.

"Why are you crying?" Deng Ming held the thermos, "Tell me, what's the matter."

"I took her to take a bath today, and I can hardly hide my stomach!" Cui Mingxuan glared at his daughter angrily.

"I didn't!" The girl replied with tears in her eyes.

"Xiao Cui, don't be in a hurry, sit down and talk slowly." Deng Ming held the thermos cup and said calmly, "I'm not talking about you, you are a medical worker anyway, just use your eyes. "

"It's almost impossible to hide!" Cui Mingxuan clenched his hands into fists, suppressing his anger.

But she endured it in front of Deng Ming, and finally sat beside Deng Ming resentfully.

Zhou Congwen looked at the girl with great interest.

About 1.4 meters five or so, slender limbs, the strange thing is that the stomach is big.Even when she was sitting on the single sofa, her stomach could vaguely see a bulge.

Many young girls don't know their priorities, and they don't know how to deal with it because of fear when they become pregnant, until they give birth to the child.

Zhou Congwen has seen many cases of similar things, and he has long been familiar with them.There are countless similar examples, many of which were born in the bathroom, and some were abandoned at the entrance of the hospital.

There was such a person in 912, who was abandoned many years ago, and everyone raised the child together. Later, after graduating from university, he stayed in 912 to work and became the head of the hospital.

But the little girl in front of me looked a little strange.

According to the degree of belly distension, it should have been about 6 months. Sister Cui is a nurse, and a nurse who graduated from a junior college in 2002 was still highly educated.

Her own child is 6 months pregnant, she shouldn't have missed it.

It is estimated that it is too high-level, so violent that she has completely neglected some details.

But Zhou Congwen didn't say much, it's the elder brother's business, it's better for him to talk less.

"You think you're pregnant without a test and without objective evidence? I'm not criticizing you. You can't do that," Deng Ming said.

"Director Deng, she..."

"It's okay, I know you're scared, I'll take the child to have a checkup." Deng Ming unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup and took a sip.

Shen Lang caught a glimpse of the cup full of herbs, but he couldn't see the water, and he didn't know whether Deng Ming was used to it or took a sip of the herbs.

"However, that will be a matter of a while, Xiaolan, tell Uncle Deng what's going on." Deng Ming said gently, "Your mother is a little anxious, don't be angry."