Zhou Congwen only heard two words and vaguely guessed something.

The timeline may change more or less, but it is probably the same thing.

He walked out of the office, turned around and closed the door and leaned on the windowsill opposite.

"Zhou Congwen, have you gained any knowledge about the surgical method with the boss?" Deng Ming asked with a smile.

"No." Zhou Congwen said the truth, "The current techniques and methods of matching have been tried and tested. Although the boss and I are a little dissatisfied with the existing technology, it is not easy to find a solution."

Deng Ming smiled, "The boss answered the phone and probably went to the coach's house for consultation and went together."

Zhou Congwen looked at Deng Ming, nodded, nor shook his head, but was just silent.

"Now, the boss usually doesn't need to consult, and even if you look for the boss, he is the secretary of the health care team. This time it's a bit strange, it was actually the call from the leader. I don't know what the problem is." Deng Ming did not notice Zhou Congwen's expression, and he continued.

The General's Mansion often goes to, and Deng Ming doesn't think it's a big deal, so he doesn't care.

As for Zhou Congwen's solemn expression, in Deng Ming's view, it was a manifestation of lack of "information".

Just get used to it, Deng Ming has a little sense of superiority.

However, he didn't think too much about this. His junior brother would definitely be a regular visitor to the coach's mansion in the future.

Soon, Mr. Huang changed his clothes and walked out of the office.

"Deng Ming, come with me." Although Mr. Huang was carrying his hands behind his back and bowing his waist, his walking speed was significantly faster.

"Okay boss." Deng Ming smiled gently and looked at Zhou Congwen, "Boss, please call Zhou Congwen together."

Zhou Congwen was "sensible", and Deng Ming didn't mind reciprocating his favor.

"What are he going to do? Watch the patient, go back to the Second Hospital of Medical University tomorrow and have good surgery." Mr. Huang didn't even look at Zhou Congwen.

Deng Ming was stunned.

What's wrong with this?

He understands that his boss's temperament is definitely not a stingy person.

Just like Zhou Congwen throws the honor of the healing queen to himself at will, will the boss mind taking Zhou Congwen to the coach's mansion?

Besides, with Zhou Congwen's ability, even if he leaves his boss, he may reach a higher level. The General's Mansion is not an unattainable place for him.

"Boss, what's the matter?" Zhou Congwen asked with a thick face and a smile.

"It's not your business." Mr. Huang responded coldly, "I went to IU to take care of the patient. Deng Ming and I may have a few days... I won't be able to come back for a while."

"Don't go, boss." Zhou Congwen said immediately, "The patients will not have anything to do after the operation. You must believe in the technical strength of 912. You are eighty years old and you can't always run around. I am young and strong. I will definitely have emergency rescue..."

As he was talking, a slap flew over.

Zhou Congwen hid with a smile on his face and was filled with solemnity below.

He knew that what should come would always come.

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Boss, is it a difficult disease?" Zhou Congwen followed his boss like a dog skin plaster and asked, "I am good at this, and you also know my diagnosis skills."

Deng Ming was speechless.

I always feel that something is wrong today, but Deng Ming just can't tell what is wrong.

After the boss answered a call, his expressions, voices, and behaviors of Zhou Congwen all changed dramatically.

One will never take care of it, the other will follow it.

What's wrong?

"The surgery competition starts in April, and the review competition work... I guess I can't go." Mr. Huang didn't want to really beat Zhou Congwen. He said lightly, "You have good surgery. If they deliberately suppress you, we will go and beat the review team next year. While I'm not bullying my students, I'll see who has such courage."

Zhou Congwen was sure what happened.

He smiled and approached Mr. Huang, bowed his body, and was extremely respectful.

"Boss, what happened? Maybe I can help."

Mr. Huang was about to raise his hand, but suddenly he was slightly stunned, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at Zhou Congwen with a surprised and surprised look.

A few seconds later, Mr. Huang asked in confusion, "Zhou Congwen, when did you know? You know Xiao Zhong from Yangcheng?"

"What do you know? No one except you and I know you." Zhou Congwen denied it.

"If you don't know anything, why are you saving so many masks for nothing?" Huang Lao stood up, squinted his eyes, and looked at Zhou Congwen seriously.

"It's so cute." Zhou Congwen smiled, "When I was in the Third Hospital of Jianghai City, I wore cotton masks on the stage at the beginning, and I envied the 3m masks."

"You are full of lies, why don't you tell the truth?" Mr. Huang said disdainfully.

"..." Deng Ming was confused when he heard this. He wanted to break his head but didn't expect what happened.

"Boss, the mask is mine." Zhou Congwen emphasized, "It's not impossible for you to use it, but you have to take me with you."

"Get out!" Mr. Huang said irritably, "Get back for surgery."

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen's thick skin made Deng Ming outrageous. The boss started to swear. Zhou Congwen was actually smiling, and he seemed to be unable to see the boss's meaning at all.

It shouldn't be. Zhou Congwen wouldn't be the one who can't see things clearly, and Deng Ming was even more confused.

Instead of going up to dissuade him, he stood aside and watched quietly.

This matter may not be as simple as he imagined. Deng Ming guessed that it was probably because he was wrong, not going to the coach's mansion, but another task.

Zhou Congwen seemed to know something.

"Boss, you don't bring such a person." Zhou Congwen was still respectful, still had a thick skin, and was still entangled around Mr. Huang.

"Masks have been requisitioned." Huang Lao said flatly, "I will talk about how much money I will say in the future. I may not be able to replenish you this time."

"!!!" Countless exclamations of exclamation marks floated above Deng Ming's head.

"I only ask you, you can take me to see you for a long time." Zhou Congwen said with a smile on his face.

Old Huang glared at Zhou Congwen fiercely, "Go back for surgery."

"No, boss, you must have something good to do with me." Zhou Congwen also firmly retorted his boss's words.

Mr. Huang held back his anger and curiosity about Zhou Congwen, and walked towards the elevator with his hands on his back. "Zhou Congwen, this task is very strange and dangerous. Do you know that there are infectious diseases in the south?"

"I don't know." Zhou Congwen didn't want to deny it directly.

"After the founding of the People's Republic of China, I participated in the treatment of infectious diseases such as schistosomiasis and cholera. At that time, I ran all over the country." Huang Lao walked into the elevator, and there were others there, so Huang Lao did not say the key things.

"It was really hard at that time." Zhou Congwen said.

"Thank you? No, that's a life of death." Huang Lao said, "You young people who grew up in a pampered and elegant manner would never have imagined..."

"Boss, if you say that, I have to refute it." Zhou Congwen said, "The future is a young man, and it is not a pampered life. If you don't believe me, please ask Director Deng, what is the hardship we always suffer in 912 hospitalization than before."
Chapter completed!