"One, one. Dr. Zhou, do you know why I think you are very familiar with me?" asked Mr. Huang.

Zhou Congwen looked at Huang Lao's eyes with a little caution.

Could it be that Mr. Huang is also a reborn person? In theory, it cannot be! Forget it, rebirth is reborn, so what theory is there?

If he hadn't seen that he was reborn? It shouldn't have been, Zhou Congwen looked at his boss in confusion.

Zhu Jun was mixed with emotion and followed Huang Lao... and Zhou Congwen's butt to the locker room.

"Boss, you can't smoke." Deng Ming saw Zhou Congwen holding Bai Lingzhi in his hand, glared at Old Huang fiercely, and then glared at Zhou Congwen with a more vicious look.

Zhou Congwen suddenly realized.

It's white Ganoderma lucidum!

"I smelled a scent of white Ganoderma lucidum on you. No one smoked such cigarettes these days. Alas..." Old Huang did not reach out to pick up the cigarette, but sighed, pitiful.

"Since Lao Xu got lung cancer, my wife has stopped me from smoking, and told Deng Ming and others to watch." Huang Lao sat in the chair with some sadness, looking at the ground, like a widowed and lonely old man.

The sun cannot dispel the loneliness and loneliness in him, and his loneliness makes people feel unbearable to look at him.

Zhou Congwen laughed out loud.

Old Huang looked up and looked at Zhou Congwen with a strange look.

"Boss, don't pretend to be pitiful. If the teacher's wife doesn't let her, who dares to smoke for you?" Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "It's useless to pretend to be pitiful, save your energy."

The world is great, and the master's wife is the biggest. This is the rule, Zhou Congwen always remembers it.

"Then you smoke it, I smell it, it should be OK." Mr. Huang was helpless. Although he felt that Zhou Congwen was a bit abrupt in calling his master's wife, he didn't care much, and just felt that he was destined to be with this child.

"Well, say something, otherwise I'm afraid Director Deng won't let him go." Zhou Congwen took out the lighter, turned around a few circles between his fingers, and then a ball of flame emerged from the cracks of his fingers.

"Ahem." Old Huang looked at Zhou Congwen with a desire as if he was a child, and coughed twice and asked, "Do you know that the doctor industry, like the entire human society, is comparing who is not that bad?"

"Hmm?" Zhou Congwen smiled, "Boss, do you mean it is worse?"

“…”

Zhu Jun was stunned for a moment.

He could understand the meaning of this sentence, but he could not understand it at all.

Doctors shouldn’t be trying hard to excel? How could they be worse?

Zhou Congwen took a sip of cigarette, and the scorched smoke spread. Deng Ming subconsciously avoided it, and by the way, he used his bearded face to look viciously despise Zhou Congwen.

"Do you think your level is enough? In fact, it's far from enough. I don't know what you think, but I always feel that my level is still much worse."

"The most ideal treatment is to cure the disease no matter what method you use, and the patient will be rejuvenated and immortal. Besides, it is all bad. I did a good job in the operation and saved some people in my life, but..."

As Mr. Huang said, he paused for a moment, and Zhou Congwen blew a sip of scorched cigarette at him. Mr. Huang happily leaned over and sniffed it, and his whole body was relaxed.

"Boss, second-hand smoke...just this one." Zhou Congwen warned.

"It's like a patient who just finished the surgery, so what about 24 years after esophageal cancer? Maybe in the medical circle or ordinary people, this is already a magical skill, but in fact, I know it very well."

"It's not enough."

"What is a fifty-step laughter and a hundred steps? As long as you cannot live forever, there is still room for improvement. Compared with the best therapeutic effects, the others are ***, but which one is not the worst."

Deng Ming had heard such strange remarks from his boss for a long time and was not surprised. But when he saw Zhou Congwen's calm expression, Deng Ming was a little puzzled.

This kind of brainwave that is bigger than a belt, isn't it surprising for Dr. Zhou to hear it for the first time?

"So, no matter what the surgery is done, never refuse to accept updated knowledge. Put your posture lower and lower it a little. Even if it is worse than bad... Well, this word is better. Even if it is worse than bad, you should make a less bad one."

"Boss, I understand." Zhou Congwen nodded.

"Just understand." Old Huang looked at Zhou Congwen with a smile, with thousands of words in his eyes.

"Doctor Xiao Zhou, don't always bend your waist. If you are still young, you should look like a young man." Old Huang looked at Zhou Congwen's eyes and said word by word.

Zhou Congwen nodded.

This habit was developed after the boss passed away. I didn’t expect that he was “denied” by his boss today, not like a young man. His life is really wonderful.

Bai Lingzhi was too choking, only this old and a young man could enjoy it, which was a severance for Deng Ming and Zhu Jun.

After finally waiting for Zhou Congwen to finish smoking, Deng Ming hurriedly said, "Boss, let's leave when we go and see the patient? It's getting late."

"OK."

Huang Lao twitched his nose, like an old man who got up in the morning to practice, and took a greedy breath of the smoke that had not yet dissipated in the locker room.

"Tsk tsk, you should cherish it when you are young."

"I will understand when you get older."

Zhou Congwen was with Huang Lao, and Deng Ming felt that this young doctor was even more like Huang Lao's direct disciple than him.

It may be like this for the old children, because they feel friendly because of the smell of smoke.

However, Dr. Zhou is indeed amazing. Deng Ming recalled his cooperation during the operation and felt that he was full of reminiscence.

There are not many people who can get along with me, but I didn’t expect to see such a person in Jianghai City.

Zhou Congwen habitually walked beside the boss with his hands behind his back, and Huang Lao hit Zhou Congwen's back with a "pop".

"Hurry up, I didn't hear what I said to you just now."

Although Zhou Congwen was beaten, Zhu Jun's eyes were red with envy and jealousness.

Huang Lao's words were full of doting, as if he was talking to his grandson.

Alas, where is Zhou Congwen? Zhu Jun thought about it and didn't even think about it.

Deng Ming smiled and watched his boss talking to Zhou Congwen. This young man was really a student of his natural boss.

The habits of arching the back and pulling white Ganoderma lucidum are exactly the same as the boss, not like a young man at all. In addition, the surgery is really good. The boss's eyes are bright. He said early in the morning that his level is similar to his own, and he is even a top-tier player.

After cooperating, Deng Ming knew that the boss was right.

Everyone had their own thoughts and went to see the patient.

The patient was thoroughly awake after the operation, and had severe negative feelings such as pain and discomfort. He also tried hard to squeeze out a smile to greet Mr. Huang.

The operation was in danger, but the People's Hospital has not called yet, so it is obvious that the "accident" at the suspension point is a bit serious.

"We're leaving." Deng Ming shook hands with Zhu Jun and said goodbye, and then patted Zhou Congwen with a smile, "Doctor Zhou, remember to call me when you have time to go to the imperial capital."

"good."

That day should not be far away, Zhou Congwen thought.

Sending Mr. Huang downstairs, the black red flag car parked at the door, and Liu Xiaobi smiled brightly.

Deng Ming elbowed Zhou Congwen, "Doctor Zhou, your girlfriend is very considerate."

"emmm..." Zhou Congwen was speechless.

"Old Huang, the operation will go smoothly." Liu Xiaobi opened the car door and started talking with Huang Lao. However, Liu Xiaobi looked a little depressed, as if he didn't sleep last night.

Mr. Huang's eyes lit up and he glanced at Liu Xiaobing, "I bought it specifically for me?"

"Well, I didn't want it anymore. Just eat less to satisfy your cravings." Liu Xiaobie forced himself to be energetic and said with a smile.

"I'm sorry." Mr. Huang got into the car and a delicate food box was placed on the handrail next to the seat.

Deng Ming didn't hear what the two of them were saying clearly. He went to the opposite side to open the car door and immediately smelled a familiar scent.

These two young men are really... Deng Ming saw that his boss had already moved his index finger, so he couldn't say anything.

"Director Zhu, we're leaving." Huang Lao waved his hand to the outside of the car.

Zhu Jun bowed a little confusedly, why did Zhou Congwen, who hired the professor himself, look like the host?

He took all the limelight alone and didn't give himself any chance.

Watching the black red flag car go away, Zhu Jun couldn't tell what it felt like.

"Director, I've bought it!" A doctor under Zhu Jun got out of the car with a plastic bag and said excitedly.

"Hmph!" Zhu Jun snorted coldly.

"Director, hot chicken claws, Huang Lao..."
Chapter completed!