The Surgeon's Studio

In operation room 912, Su Yun was lying on the sofa with her phone.

"Boss, Nanshan city said they want to invite us to go there." Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren watched the surgery with full concentration and asked,""Is there something?"

"The diagnosis of the patient with creeper has been confirmed. Director Wu wants you to talk to him about what kind of illness should be sent to the People's Hospital and what kind of illness should be stayed in the mental hospital."

"..." Zheng Ren was silent, his shoulders shrugging slightly.

"This topic is too big. I'll reply directly then." Su Yun said.

"Uh ... Don 't." Zheng Ren said,"let me think. What day are we meeting?"

"Eh? I rarely see you so interested. What are you thinking?" Su Yun asked curiously.

"This is a big topic, but it's also important." Zheng Ren said,"just like yesterday's patient. He'll be fine as long as he doesn't eat any noodles. If he's sent to the mental hospital, won't he be useless?"

"I'll summarize the related conditions. You can agree to it first." Zheng Ren said softly.

"Tsk, tsk, the boss is mighty." Su Yun said absent-mindedly.

"Lin Yuan, lower your hand a little. I've already told you this three times." Zheng Ren didn't bother with Su Yun. Instead, he pressed the walkie-talkie and spoke to Lin Yuan, who was in the middle of an operation.

"Your requirements are too strict. Lin Yuan still hasn't come into contact with much. He'll probably need to perform another 200 operations before he can make a breakthrough." Su Yun commented from behind.

"Yes, with her level of comprehension, it should be around this number." Zheng Ren nodded.

"You've seen the results from Little Rock's side. "

"I've seen it. " Zheng Ren said,"I'm still not too satisfied with the results of the first episode."

Su Yun was stunned for a moment."Boss, the tumor cells in the blood have been found and partially controlled. Are you still not satisfied?" Want to go to heaven? This is only the initial effect. I think it will be better after a few days of corresponding improvements. "

"Yes." Zheng Ren said,"I should be able to do better. However, Little Rock gave me a little surprise. He has not had any side effects so far. "

"That child is resistant to manufacturing." Su Yun said,"just look at his illness. If it were anyone else, they would have died long ago. He's still carrying it."

"We'll talk about Little Rock later. I've organized my thoughts on the way back. I'll contact Bota again." Zheng Ren said,"the effect of this medicine can be stronger if taken orally."

Su Yun looked at her boss's back. Sometimes, she really didn't know what he was thinking.

He controlled the reverse replication process of the tumor cells and curbed mitosis. The number of scattered tumor cells did not increase significantly. The rich man said that the Bota lab had already prepared a party to celebrate, but the boss was still not satisfied.

Was this guy really preparing to go to heaven?

Su Yun shook her head and suddenly said,"Oh right, boss, little stone asked me for an external account today."

"Account? What outer net?"

"The China biomedical literature database. I gave it to him before I left." Su Yun replied,"he said it wasn't enough, so I gave him the experpt Medica Database's account number and also the Medline's account number."

"What is he doing on these professional websites?" Zheng Ren suddenly turned his head and asked Su Yun.

"I'll learn. " Su Yun said,"he might feel that he has been spending too much time with me. He wants to learn it himself and then treat himself." I'm guessing that this child is the same as you, disdainful of others. This is pride that comes from the heart, or arrogance. "

"He's still too young to understand a lot of things. " Zheng Ren shook his head.

"Who was the one who said that he was born with knowledge?" Su Yun caught a flaw and retorted with a smile,"I saw his browsing history in the China biomedical literature database. It's all related to the research direction of the Botha laboratory."

"Yes, we'll see." Zheng Ren did not mind. If little stone wanted to see it, he could. It was just some public information. She had thought that he would use the cell phone she had given him to play in the ranking competition and kill time. However, Zheng Ren did not expect him to start bio-engineering Research, so he did not have much hope.

Although there were some peerless geniuses, such as Einstein, who didn't need any laboratories to come up with conjectures, they would at least provide scientific research with an idea when it was proven to be correct.

However, Zheng Ren didn't think that Little Rock would be able to do that. A genius like Einstein wasn't someone that could be easily caught.

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Ning Qiao was preparing to take an afternoon nap.

He was different from the others. He had no desire for an afternoon nap, but he had a certain fear.

Ever since he had been diagnosed with depression, ning Qiao had felt that his entire person was unwell.

The pressure from work was too great, and there was nothing in life that attracted him. The sky had become gray, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had seen the sun.

Other people's naps were to rest, but ning Qiao's naps would cause her to fall into endless nightmares that were difficult to extricate herself from.

However, he didn't rest well at night. If he didn't sleep for a while at noon, he was afraid that he wouldn't have much energy in the afternoon and would be scolded by the boss.

In fact, it wasn't like he would enter an endless nightmare every time he fell asleep. Sleeping every day was like hitting the jackpot, and ning Qiao didn't have much to say about that.

He secretly took out the amphetamine he was going to take for lunch and ate it. Ning Qiao didn't tell anyone about his depression, for he was always afraid that others would look at him strangely.

In ning Qiao's eyes, depression was mental illness, and he didn't want others to say that he was mental behind his back.

He didn't want to sleep from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't take it anymore, and his mind was on the verge of collapse.

He found a sofa and lay down. He covered himself with his coat, greeted his colleagues, and closed his eyes.

'I hope nothing will happen, I hope nothing will happen,' ning Qiao prayed in his heart.

Closing her eyes, ning Qiao didn't feel sleepy at all. Her head felt like it was filled with paste, and she was a little dazed, her temples throbbing in pain.

"What a torture, when will this end?" ning Qiao thought dejectedly. Death might be the end. In his daze, he thought of death.

It seemed that he could only sleep in peace when his life was over. Ning Qiao sighed, his mind even more confused.

Thinking of all kinds of messy things, ning Qiao felt like he had "fallen asleep" again and again. It was just that the quality of sleep was rather poor, and sleeping was more tiring than not sleeping.

"Little Qiao, get up and get to work." His colleague shouted from the side.

"Oh." All the bones and joints in ning Qiao's body ached, and he didn't know what he had done in the afternoon.

His boss would probably scold him. Life was really boring.

Ning Qiao got up, all he could think about was what he would do if he was fired.

But the next second, he was stunned.

The office was empty. There was not a single person in sight.

A gust of cold wind blew past, and the papers on the table moved slightly. The rustling sound revealed a hint of gloominess.