The Surgeon's Studio

While Tang Xiu was busy, Wei Feng was even busier.

Tang Xiu was very confused. Ever since the interview, she had a feeling that she was peeking at a leopard from a narrow view, but she couldn't piece together a complete image of boss Zheng.

Wei Feng was equally confused.

However, he didn't think that he didn't know what kind of good person boss Zheng, who had become famous in the imperial capital, was.

Wei Feng knew very well what kind of person the former president Zheng, the current boss Zheng was.

He looked simple and honest, but in fact, he was full of evil tricks. Moreover, at such a young age, he was involved in both the black and white. He would definitely be a doctor of the generation in the future.

That group of doctors had been so arrogant at the beginning, especially the yellow-teeth leader, who was sinister and cunning. However, when he met boss Zheng, he immediately became a mouse in a hole.

Whenever he thought of yellow teeth, the image of him holding a thank-you letter and standing in the most crowded place of the First People's Hospital of Haicheng City appeared in his mind. It only took a moment for her to go from being majestic to her trembling hands.

That was Wei Feng's Waterloo in his career.

In his opinion, his magnificent life had not even begun, but he had already fallen into a quagmire, unable to extricate himself.

Did I do something wrong? Not at all! All the problems were caused by boss Zheng.

There were no saints in this world. No matter who it was, couldn't they find a fault? This was Wei Feng's thought before he came to the capital.

However, nothing was absolute.

After a series of secret interviews, Wei Feng was extremely disappointed.

That boss Zheng seemed to be impervious to knives and guns, and had no flaws at all.

He seemed to be otherworldly and had almost no entertainment. Every day, he would squat in the operating theater, perform surgery, make ward rounds, and read books. (Note 1)

When they interviewed other doctors, although they had mixed opinions about Zheng Ren, those who had negative opinions said that he was arrogant, and they would never mention any other negative topics such as his skill level.

Pride was an original sin, which was supposed to be a breakthrough.

However, when Wei Feng continued to ask, he found out that the so-called "arrogance" was actually the "arrogance" of going to the Affiliated Hospital of the medical University to save the patient, going to the Women's and Children's Hospital to complete Asia's first ectopic interventional surgery, rejecting the invitation from the hospital leaders, and then "arrogantly" going home.

F * ck!

Wei Feng almost cried when he heard this evaluation.

Was this arrogance? He really didn't know if the doctor in the interview was praising or criticizing boss Zheng.

After more than a month of interviews, Wei Feng had gathered a series of material. However, in his opinion, these materials were all tricks of a hypocrite!

Boss Zheng had completed a series of highly difficult surgeries. As the Nobel Prize project continued to progress, no matter which hospital needed his help, he would go to them directly.

He made it seem like he was the only one in the capital who knew how to perform surgery!

The information in his hands was simply uncountable. If he were to summarize it and publish it directly, he would become the 'accomplice' of the hypocrite! Wei Feng thought to himself.

Zheng Ren? Was he really a gentleman? Nonsense, Wei Feng did not believe it.

This was especially true for live surgery broadcasts. They were basically eating human blood! He was using the patient's illness to elevate his position in the academic world!

Every time Wei Feng saw a long list of academic achievements and completed surgeries, he would shout in his heart.

However, during this period of time, he still managed to obtain some useful information, such as live surgery streams. This was his biggest weakness.

Another example was director Sun Chao from the Department of Vascular Surgery of the Affiliated Hospital of the medical University. He had been smashed by a gentleman with hemostatic forceps, and the entire medical community in the capital knew about this.

Wei Feng decided to use Sun Chao as a breakthrough point and put in all his energy to decide the outcome of this battle!

He also knew where boss Zheng lived. He had rented a house in the opposite building, closed the curtains, and observed boss Zheng's every move with a telescope.

However, Zheng Ren lived in a large duplex on the top floor, so Wei Feng could not see anything. He only secretly recorded the time that Zheng Ren left and returned home every day, and found flaws in the details.

To destroy the big and destroy the strong, one had to start from the small. This was Wei Feng's belief.

For example, if he often stayed out all night, he would have to check if he was going to make a sword. If that was the case, it would be a huge scandal.

Wei Feng didn't believe that there was a cat in the world that didn't eat fish. Especially when Zheng Ren looked so energetic, it was impossible for him to live like an ascetic monk.

He went to bed very late, past oneo' clock in the morning. He had sorted out all the manuscripts and straightened out the questions he had to ask director Sun Chao in the afternoon. After that, Wei Feng habitually cleaned the telescope that was hidden in the bushes, only revealing a single lens. This was his weapon, the weapon he used to fight against that hypocrite.

Suddenly, he saw two figures coming out of the unit and running away in a hurry.

A chill rose from his tailbone and went straight to the back of his head.

Wei Feng was inexplicably happy that they were having fun in the middle of the night, and with two people at that.

The heavens truly did not forsake the diligent. All his hard work had been rewarded! Wei Feng did not have time to clean the telescope. He threw it to the side, put on his shoes, and jogged far behind.

He ran like a rabbit. He was so F * cking fast. So Wei Feng wanted to follow him from afar. However, he didn't expect Zheng Ren and Su Yun to run so fast. He ran with all his might, but the distance between them was getting wider and wider, let alone pulling back his strength.

They were the professors of 912, they didn't even have a car! What the f * ck was this, going to an emergency room in the middle of the night?!

Wei Feng knew that the training fees for the experts sent by Lanke from all over the world were sky high! Even the stray cats in the neighborhood would not believe that boss Zheng had no money.

Secretly having fun? No, they were running in the direction of 912.

After realizing this, Wei Feng wanted to give up. However, a thought flashed through his mind, and he still chased after her.

He went to the hospital in the middle of the night, and he even ran there. In such a hurry, something must have happened to the patient who had been operated on during the day!

If there was a big medical mishap, he would not be able to maintain his reputation.

However, Wei Feng saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun disappear into another building from a distance. It was not the building where the Department of interventional services was located.

It wasn 't?

By the time he entered the building, panting heavily, boss Zheng was long gone.

He had no choice but to look at it layer by layer. Wei Feng still had a bit of tenacity. If he wanted to do something, he needed to have tenacity. The so-called tenacity was the best way to describe himself.

Finally, he found the patient's family members who were waiting anxiously at the entrance of the endoscope room.

Pretending to be the family of another patient, Wei Feng started to chat with the people waiting outside.

Soon, he figured out everything. It turned out that they had come to save the station in the middle of the night.

What? The patient was spitting out bugs from his mouth?

What? Starting from the emergency department, experts and professors were called in one after another in the middle of the night.

What? Boss Zheng was the last one to be called over?

One by one, the messages appeared in Wei Feng's mind. He was not in a hurry to go back. Instead, he stayed in a dark corner and watched everything coldly.

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[Note 1: some of my dear readers may have said something about this kind of person, but this is what I've been doing for the past year.] To a certain extent, it was reflected on boss Zheng, or perhaps boss Zheng's lucky Halo enveloped you, me, and him.