I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 90 Patent! [Thanks to book friend 20171214224852560 for the reward]

The picture of yesterday's operation is still vivid in my mind.

Yu Wenxing had no idea how much impact such a cross-generational performance had on Song Rentou.

Song Ren looked at the patient very slowly.

But he was careful enough to spot some information that other doctors missed.

Song Rentou wrote the medical records very slowly,

But the medical records he wrote are impeccable,
Even those harsh directors of internal medicine can hardly pick out any flaws in Song Rentou's medical records.

Therefore,
When Yu Wenxing began to make his own gloves, when Yu Wenxing's pectoralis major muscle was supported,
He felt a little throbbing in his heart.

but,
What is this throbbing,
He didn't understand.

Until the moment the mirror suddenly fell,

he understands,

Pain points!

The pain point of this operation!
This is a surgery without matching instruments!

Whether it's homemade gloves or pectoralis major mirror,

It was all done by Yu Wenxing's cleverness.

But Yu Wenxing can accomplish this,
It doesn't mean that others can do it too.

Just talking about Yu Wenxing's pectoralis major muscle is not something ordinary people can do.

Therefore,
Song Ren pondered all night,

Write down the equipment needed for this operation on paper.

Special Trocar.

self-fixing mirror,
There are even smaller joysticks.

After Yu Wenxing read the few A4 papers that Song Rentou handed to him,
Yu Wenxing was stunned.

Hey!
This is a patent!
This is the patent for changing the sharp corners of the infusion bag to rounded corners!
"What do you think?"

Yu Wenxing didn't believe it,
Song Rentou, who is normally stupid, can think so comprehensively and carefully,
Although the drawing is rough,
But Song Rentou at least expressed clearly what he wanted to express.

For example, the special Trocar painted on the first page,

The Trocar in the mirror is on the left,
The Trocar in the mirror is on the right,
Trocar into the mirror is in the middle,
Song Rentou painted three kinds in total.

"Actually." Song Rentou was a little shy, "I was rewarded by an inventor when I was young."

"When you were young?"

Yu Wenxing didn't realize that Song Rentou was actually an inventor,

"Yes, when I was in kindergarten, I was rewarded by a little inventor."

Song Ren had a serious face.

"puff!"

Yu Wenxing vomited blood, and thought to himself: It seems that encouraging children is really necessary.

Haven't you seen that Song Rentou has grown so big and still recognizes his title of little inventor?

"You think you can do it?"

Yu Wenxing asked.

this thing,
Easy to draw,
But the design inside is not so simple.
Just like the mirror that can be fixed independently on the second page.

The mirror was still an ordinary mirror, but Song Rentou used a button on the armrest of the mirror.

And make notes.

"One click, and the mirror is fixed!"

Such a simple and clear remark made Yu Wenxing almost vomit blood,

Why don't you note that one click and the operation is done?

"I don't know yet."

Song Rentou shook his head honestly,

"Then what money do you make?"

Yu Wenxing also understood that Song Rentou was painting a cake for himself.

"But if it is really done, it will really make money."

Song Rentou clenched his fist, "Brother Xing, think about it, the medical condition is getting better and better now, and people are paying more and more attention to beauty. If small or even zero wounds can be achieved, I believe that many patients will will choose, what we need to do now is to create this thing."

"I calculated it. If the thing is made by then and the one-hole method is popularized, this thing will earn at least [-] million!"

Song Rentou's words are resolute!
One billion! !
Yu Wenxing's heart skipped a beat,
this number,
Isn't it going along with my small goal?
"you sure?"

Song Ren thought for a while, "I'm probably sure."

Yu Wenxing was ecstatic for a few seconds, and his face turned cold, "Then you can make money yourself, why do you want me?"

"Isn't this your patent???"

Song Ren was stunned.

"this is mine??"

Yu Wenxing was also dumbfounded.

Isn't this your sketch?
"That's right," Song Ren nodded solemnly, "Whose things are not yours, but whose ones you made?"

"then you."

Yu Wenxing pointed to Song Rentou.

"Oh, me!" Song Ren raised his head, "I am the chief engineer of this project!"

"Ok."

Yu Wenxing was speechless,
What the hell, this project already has a chief engineer before it even has a hair.

"Then we'll discuss it after get off work."

Song Ren went to write the medical records in a panic.

Yu Wenxing also began to think,
Even started to recall everything in the system space at that time,
But now because the debt has not been paid off, the system has never appeared.

also until now,
Only then did Yu Wenxing miss the system from the bottom of his heart.

"It seems that the opening belt system, crossing a dragon does exist."

"However, I seem to be going in the wrong direction."

Yu Wenxing scolded himself for going the wrong way, and began to think carefully.

Office of the Director.

Deng Liming visits patients every morning,

Yesterday's new patients, yesterday's surgical patients and critically ill patients in the department.

Originally in other departments,
When doing this, the director will bring his clinical team leader, residents and interns together, hoping that a large number of people will come to listen to his teachings.

But Deng Liming is different,
He also knows that being a doctor is very tiring. Unless it is really necessary to see the patients with the attending doctor present, he will look at these patients by himself every day to make himself confident.

Surgical patients look fast,

Especially now that most of the patients in the department are suffering from appendicitis,
These patients are not complicated, the postoperative recovery is good, and the patients are satisfied.

After looking around, Deng Liming staggered back to the office and was ready to make tea without any signs of medical disputes.

Making morning tea is his unshakable habit every day.

Even more stable than the early shift every day.

after all,

On Saturdays and Sundays, there is no need to switch over early.

Taking out a small bag of tea from the box, Deng Liming took a good sniff,
The clear and pungent tea leaves made Deng Liming shrug his nose involuntarily.

Biluochun,
It is Deng Liming's favorite,
The color is bright green, and the tenderness is just right.

In the past, he just poured tea and goji berries into a thermos cup, then filled the cup with water, and when the water temperature was almost ready to drink, the tea was considered ready.

But since Ronaldinho gave him a set of tea sets and tea leaves some time ago,

Deng Liming fell in love with this project.

Make kung fu tea!

It's a fairy day to have a cup of Kung Fu tea before a troubled day.

Thinking of Ronaldinho, Deng Liming suddenly realized that it seemed that Ronaldinho hadn't brought him tea for a long time.

"Should I call and ask?"

While Deng Liming was thinking, he slowly poured the small bag of tea into the tea set.

　There will be another chapter later, it will be published today, and it will be updated!
　　
　
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