"Director Deng, when will your junior brother come to our 912?"

Deng Ming finished the operation and was rinsing his chest cavity. The atmosphere in the operating room was relaxed, and the instrument nurse asked Hao Xiner.

"It's early, the boss asked him to preside over the work at the academician's workstation. If it goes well, it will come in a year."

"What's not going well?" the young nurse asked.

Deng Ming looked up at the instrument nurse and asked kindly, "Do you like my junior brother?"

The young nurse was a little shy, but after all, she was a nurse in the operating room. She was so bold and straightforward, and she immediately answered neatly.

"right!"

"Director Deng, let me introduce it to us Xiao Fang." The nurse instigated her while standing behind.

"Zhou Congwen has a girlfriend."

"See what you said, who is not as young and frivolous as a young man, ask him if he minds one more." said the tour nurse, "Besides, I'm not married yet, I don't know who will win. Right, Xiao Fang."

"Emm, I think I'd better forget it, just shut it up." Deng Ming turned around and stepped down and said Youyou.

"Give me a chance, our little side can't catch up with others. The 912 staffing is young, beautiful, kind and considerate, and quick to work. You know all these, Director Deng."

The compliment of the circuit nurse made the instrument nurse red.

"Haha." Deng Ming stepped down and took off his surgical gown and laughed dryly, "Let me say that, haven't the boss always wanted to build a laboratory?"

"What does it have to do with Zhou Congwen? I tell you that Lao Deng is not the case when they are separated. If they are really married, the yard can transfer people to the imperial capital to solve the household registration and escort. But what about girlfriends? It doesn't matter if they live together. Men are like soup, and they will taste after a long time."

"..." Deng Ming was taken by his boss and was not used to driving in the operating room.

He belongs to the serious surgeon, who, although gentle, rarely says these words.

After hesitating for a while, Deng Ming remembered where he had just mentioned.

"Stop messing around, I will continue. The boss has saved up scientific research funds in recent years and is reluctant to spend them. But this year, Zhou Congwen's girlfriend came to the door and told the boss directly how much she wanted to spend. So, the laboratory of Panggezhuang was built."

“…”

It seemed like there was a medical accident in the operating room. Everyone closed their mouths and suddenly became quiet, and even the air seemed to have solidified.

Scientific research, especially those of the big guys of Huang Lao's level, are basically trial and error.

Spend money in it and spend money desperately, not to produce results, but to know that the road is not possible.

Mr. Huang is in charge of the work, but he can only take fewer detours based on his experience.

Is anyone other than the country that has this ability?

Otherwise, as Huang Lao’s status, he would have to save money? This means that the country has become rich in recent years. If it were more than ten years ago, even if he had to build the Three Gorges Dam, he would have to issue national debts, so where would he have money to make Huang Lao’s trial and error?

But Zhou Congwen's girlfriend actually said "boldly" how much money is needed for such a project that only the country can afford money?!

If it weren't for knowing that Zhou Congwen swept the eight deserts this year's annual meeting, and finally all the doctors stood up and applauded, and beat the boy Mayo to the point of falling into trouble, he would have thought his student qualification was bought.

"Really or not?"

"Really, the boss didn't believe it at first, but he put a check of 300 million lightly on the boss's desk." Deng Ming subconsciously held the hands in an arc, as if he was about to drink water in the next second.

"I'll go...300 million? She is the richest man in China?"

"I went online to read the news a few days ago. The richest man was Rong Zhijian, with 6 billion yuan."

“…”

“…”

“…”

Conclusion from everyone in the operating room.

It would be fine if Zhou Congwen did a good job in the operation. In the operating room of 912, he could not see a few talented young people in one year.

Even if Zhou Congwen is a genius among geniuses, everyone would not be surprised.

But the noun of the richest man is very far away from 912.

Of course, there are also various richest men who come to 912 for surgery, and they are generous and luxurious, but the travel nurses and anesthesiologists cannot associate this word with Zhou Congwen.

"However, Rong Zhijian's 6 billion is mainly equity. If it is really cash flow, I think Zhou Congwen's girlfriend has more money."

“!!!”

"Old Deng, don't be nonsense." The nurse in the tour said contemptuously, "If Zhou Congwen had that ability, why would he be a doctor?"

"This is an ideal, a belief, and..."

"Why are you like Mr. Huang? You start to value values ​​as you talk?" The nurse in the tour contemptuously said, "Speak the truth and don't talk nonsense here."

"I asked." Deng Ming was not in a hurry to leave, and looked at the anesthesiologist with a smile and hurriedly woke up, carrying his stool and sitting in the corner of the operating room.

"My junior brother won a big prize this year."

"Five million?"

When I talked about five million, everyone should be very envious, and even the greedy saliva can flow out.

But Deng Ming mentioned a check worth 300 million. Under the sunlight, a prize worth 5 million does not seem to be nothing.

"You know this year's football lottery. My junior brother only graduated from the soccer market, and it seems to be a prize of nearly 100 million yuan."

"I'll go!"

"He is so rich and still works as a doctor. Is his brain sick?"

"That's not right. I just threw out all the money?"

Deng Ming was waiting for the messy and surprised discussion in the operating room. He laughed and was very proud.

"Zhou Congwen's girlfriend is a petroleum futures company. She seems to have earned a lot recently. Several hundred million yuan in funds are nothing. She had to continue spending money some time ago, but the boss didn't dare to ask for it."

The atmosphere in the operating room began to be a little strange.

"Is your junior brother a rich woman? The kind who pays a lot of money to ask for a child?"

"Don't joke, Liu Xiaobing is Zhou Congwen's little landlord. She is childhood sweetheart and has a good relationship." Deng Ming said with a smile, "I can't tell how rich I am. When my boss goes to Jianghai City, he eats ordinary barbecue stalls. What's the name? It seems to be Viagra."

"So, don't think too much. My junior brother has already had a master of the name. Besides, he is dedicated to surgery. Such people are the most boring. Even if you have a girlfriend, you can't stand it."

This is true.

912 How many hospitals are always hospitalized in the hospital after half a year? Or they are silently and peacefully break up.

So everyone is afraid of the position of the hospitalization chief, and some people even give up the 912 establishment directly because they want to be the hospitalization chief.

"Last time to rescue, I saw Zhou Congwen was quite humorous." The nurse in the tour was puzzled, "We are still laughing at the other place now."
Chapter completed!