Chapter 124 New perfection! (Second update, please subscribe!)
Although there was an indescribable weirdness about Yang Yifeng, Zhou Cheng still greeted him politely with a smile: "Brother Yifeng, have you finished checking the room?"
When Zhou Cheng asked, he actually felt in his heart that Yang Yifeng was definitely a tougher boss than Yan Haihan in the department.
More like the senior doctor on Yan Haihan's team!
Oh no, it should be the ancestor.
As the director of the department, Yan Haihan occasionally comes to check wards on weekends, but Yang Yifeng will have weekends off.
Almost every weekend, Yang Yifeng is nowhere to be seen.
On working days, Yang Yifeng would come to check on the apartment, but Zhou Cheng didn't know whether he did anything else.
Yang Yifeng nodded simply, shook his head again, and said, "The investigation should be completed, it's about this time."
Then Yang Yifeng sent an invitation to Zhou Cheng: "Brother Zhou Cheng, are you free today? Let's go out for a meal together?"
"Congratulations to you by the way."
Last time, Yang Yifeng planned to talk to Zhou Cheng in detail when he was on duty, but Yan Haihan's arrangement disrupted Yang Yifeng's rhythm.
The plot of the book Yang Yifeng opened this time is quite good, and after processing the recent events and integrating them into the story, the collection and subscriptions have been greatly improved.
Even Zhou Cheng naturally became a very important supporting role in the novel more than ten chapters later.
It's just that in recent times, Yang Yifeng has gradually discovered that his previous understanding of Zhou Cheng was too superficial. It seemed that all he knew was that he was just an ordinary little character like Du Yanjun and others.
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However, after talking with Zhou Cheng, Yang Yifeng felt that his understanding of Zhou Cheng was still too weak.
If we use him as a prototype to design a character, it will definitely be too thin and false, and not authentic enough.
That's why Yang Yifeng felt that it was necessary for him to interview Zhou Cheng again in more detail.
It's also a good time to invite Zhou Cheng out by taking advantage of the fact that Zhou Cheng was granted an exceptional level II surgical chief authority yesterday.
Hearing this, Zhou Cheng seemed to recall a time when Yang Yifeng invited him to dinner. He didn't agree at the time. Yang Yifeng politely said that he would make an appointment next time. He couldn't refuse at the time, so he agreed.
Then he nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Yifeng. I'll treat you."
"But regarding the authorization of surgery, it's okay for others to make fun of me. Brother Yifeng, please don't make fun of me."
"Compared with you, I'm afraid these are all leftovers from your games several years ago and are not worth mentioning." Zhou Cheng told the truth in his heart.
Yang Yifeng was granted an unusual level III surgery authority, and he also regularly performed level III surgeries in the department. He even said it through Yan Haihan's mouth. Who knows if Yang Yifeng even had level IV surgery?
Was the surgery done secretly?
Although Zhou Cheng didn't think he was inferior to Yang Yifeng, on the surface, he was indeed not worth mentioning.
Moreover, Zhou Cheng himself had never seen Yang Yifeng's surgery, so it was difficult to judge.
However, having seen Yang Yifeng perform cutaneous nerve anesthesia before, Zhou Cheng really admired it.
Because Zhou Cheng couldn't do this kind of operation himself...
Even though Zhou Cheng had a perfect understanding of anatomy, Zhou Cheng still maintained full respect for Yang Yifeng.
Yang Yifeng just replied calmly: "It's nothing. Good things are worthy of congratulations."
"Furthermore, your acquisition of Level III surgical authority will be a matter of course when the time comes. It's just a formality."
"Brother Zhou Cheng, I looked at the review results of your group's post-operative patients without asking for your permission before, and also consulted my teacher. This matter shouldn't cause you any trouble, right?" Yang Yifeng said calmly.
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Ding Changle's visit to the department and operating room all happened without Yang Yifeng's knowledge.
Later, Ding Changle confessed and Yang Yifeng found out. However, Yang Yifeng did not ask about the specific process and was not interested. He just hoped that it would not cause any trouble to Zhou Cheng.
When Zhou Cheng heard this, all the confusion in his heart was suddenly solved.
I see.
Zhou Chengcheng said, why did Cai Dongfan suddenly say that he wanted to arrange level III surgery for Ding Changle? It turns out that this is the most fundamental reason.
He shook his head and immediately continued his conversation: "Brother Yifeng was joking. If you think of it this way, brother Yifeng, you can't refuse my invitation to you for dinner."
Without Yang Yifeng, there would be no authorization for level III surgery today.
Although Yang Yifeng hid it from him, it brought him benefits. If he didn't know, he could only not know. If he knew, he should still be grateful.
"How about today's lunch? Brother Zhou Cheng, it's been a long time since I came to the department and we haven't had a meal together." Yang Yifeng just smiled and didn't worry about it anymore.
With this being settled, Zhou Chengcai told Yang Yifeng that he still had things to deal with.
Turned around and left the doctor's office.
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About half an hour later, Zhou Cheng finished changing the medicine for his patient and then perfected the preoperative medical instructions for the new patient!
Cai Dongfan's relative gave Zhou Cheng a fruit plate with many cut fruits, more than a dozen plates, which were really heavy. A family member of the patient, who was Cai Dongfan's cousin, put it down and left, naturally.
I did not forget to express my warm thanks to Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng quickly thanked him, and then asked everyone in the operating room to eat. He also went to the duty room and called the doctors on duty, Xu Yanlin, and the doctors on duty, Lin Lin, to come over and eat together.
This kind of thing naturally needs everyone to share it and take the blame together.
When the patient brings a fruit plate, everyone shares it and feels at ease. After all, when other groups of patients give fruit plates, everyone in the department eats them together.
Just, while eating.
Yang Yifeng suddenly walked into the doctor's office with a gloomy face.
Most of the doctors on Yan Haihan's team had gone downstairs for surgery, so only Cai Dongfan and six subordinates on Hu Ming's team were eating fruit in the department. After seeing Yang Yifeng, his face looked a little wrong.
But Lin Lin still greeted him and said: "Brother Yifeng, come and eat fruit together. This is a gift from the patient's family to Brother Zhou Cheng."
Yang Yifeng glanced around the crowd and suddenly said in a very cold tone: "In the break room, did any of you take the blue pen in the black notebook on the table?"
The questioning tone smelled of gunpowder, and he was obviously very angry, but the tone did not contain any affirmation, nor did he say that it was definitely one of the people who took it.
When Yang Yifeng asked this question, everyone immediately looked at each other in confusion.
Zhou Cheng was suspicious for a moment, scratched his head, and explained: "I haven't been to the lounge since I came out. Among them, only Lin Lin seems to have been there once."
"But Lin Lin definitely didn't take it."
"Brother Yi Feng, is your pen missing?"
"How about we help you look carefully again?"
Yang Yifeng turned around indifferently: "No, I'll go to the security department to adjust the surveillance. I've already searched the rest room carefully."
After saying that, he threw his backpack on his back and disappeared through the door.
Everyone looked at each other again.
Zhou Cheng turned around and asked, "Does any of you have Yang Yifeng's pen?"
In the department, it happens from time to time to copy other people's writings. Basically, everyone in the department has copied and been copied.
But Yang Yifeng's brain is a bit abnormal. If someone takes it, he might call the police.
Guo Lei and others all shook their heads. Guo Lei even rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't it just a pen? What a fuss. Who cares?"
"A few of us haven't even been to the rest room. Who can take his pen?"
Lin Lin and others also shook their heads.
Zhou Cheng didn't ask any more questions. If he was really favored by the people in front of him and didn't want to admit it, it was none of his business.
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However, unexpectedly, about half an hour later, Yang Yifeng quickly returned to the department, and then rushed directly to the nurse's station.
I found the nurse on duty and said, "One of your student nurses took away the pen I left in the break room."
The nurse on duty was busy at the moment, so she turned around and said, "Oh, Doctor Yang, I'll tell her later and make sure she remembers to bring it and return it to you tomorrow."
"Moreover, your pen was placed in the doctor's lounge, how are you sure it was our intern nurse who took it?" He didn't care, but first told the solution.
She didn't think taking away the pen was a very serious matter. Isn't it just a pen?
"I checked the monitoring and found that except for the doctor on duty, Lin Lin, who entered the doctor's lounge, she went to the lounge once and then returned to the nurse's station."
"I have a video here. She is writing with my pen." Yang Yifeng also handed the video he took to the nurse on duty, who is also an old nurse in the department. The person named Yu Qian watched it.
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Yu Qian glanced at Yang Yifeng, looked at the surveillance video taken by Yang Yifeng, and felt that there was something wrong with Yang Yifeng.
However, after all, it was the intern nurse who took it away and said: "Okay, it's okay, Doctor Yang. This is the intern nurse in our department. Her name is Zou Fenfang. I will call later and ask her to bring the pen over in the afternoon."
"It's almost noon now. She's going back to eat and rest."
Yang Yifeng said: "Can you give me her phone number, and I can go to her to get it, or she can send it back to me, and I can treat her to dinner."
He looked like he wanted it now, and he obviously valued this pen very much.
Yu Qian was in charge of the medical advice for the new patient she was treating. When she heard Yang Yifeng's words, she became a little impatient and turned around: "Why are you like this?"
"Our student nurse took your pen, do you have to return it now?"
"Don't you see that I'm busy? I can't even give it to you this afternoon?"
"Don't we student nurses need a break? Don't I have nothing to do?"
"Isn't it just a pen? I'll give you my pen, okay?"
Although Yu Qian knew very well that Yang Yifeng was a graduate student from the Affiliated Hospital of Xiangnan University, she didn't care that much. Yang Yifeng did nothing in the department, and her promotion had nothing to do with any professor.
Her human relations are only in the hospital and the nursing department, and have nothing to do with doctors.
Yang Yifeng usually spends RMB 25,800 in the department. Yan Haihan and the others spoil him, but Yu Qian doesn't want to spoil him.
"I just want my pen, Teacher Yu."
"She took the initiative to take away my pen. I want to get my things back. This is a matter of course." Yang Yifeng did not accept the blue and black pen that Yu Qian handed over angrily.
Yu Qian was annoyed and was too lazy to serve Yang Yifeng, so she said, "Then go find her yourself, I can't find her."
"I'll give you a pen to write with. If you don't want it, you won't need it for now. I'll just give it back to you in the afternoon."
"I'm still busy here." After Yu Qian finished speaking, she just focused on her own work.
Yan Haihan treated Yang Yifeng well for some purpose. She didn't care what Yang Yifeng's teacher did for her, so naturally she didn't have to obey Yang Yifeng's orders.
Yang Yifeng didn't care and called the police in front of Yu Qian.
"Hello, hello, I want to call the police. Yes, I am currently in the second ward of the Orthopedics Department of the Eighth Hospital, on the 13th floor, in the second ward. My things were stolen..."
"I called up the surveillance and found the person."
Yu Qian was dumbfounded at that time...
While Yang Yifeng was on the phone, he turned and walked towards the doctor's office.
Yu Qian hurriedly walked out of the nurse's station and ran to Yang Yifeng in shock: "Who are you?"
"Did you call the police?"
"Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"I can't even give it to you this afternoon?" Yu Qian was really angry. If the police were called on this matter, the nature of this matter might change. Although it might not involve her, the nursing department would definitely call her.
Go over and ask.
"Taking something without telling you is stealing."
"Why can't I call the police? I don't think about anything. I just want to get my things back." Yang Yifeng walked around Yu Qian and was about to leave!
Yang Yifeng knew very well that Yu Qian did not steal the pen, nor did she instigate it.
It is common sense that Yu Qian does not want to provide contact information.
If you are willing to help him, it is a favor, but if you are unwilling to help, it is a duty.
Yang Yifeng didn't want to cause trouble to Yu Qian, he just wanted to get his pen back.
Yu Qian pointed at Yang Yifeng for a while, speechless, and raised her head up and down: "Are you concerned? You called the police for such a small thing?"
Yang Yifeng frowned: "I just want to get my pen back. There is no other meaning." Yang Yifeng walked around Yu Qian indifferently.
Yu Qian immediately said angrily: "I'll call her and ask her to send you the pen right away!"
"There is simply something wrong with you. A pen has caused such an uproar."
"I've never seen anyone like you."
"It's meal time now, no one needs a rest."
"Are you still there?" Yu Qian said and quickly called.
Yang Yifeng said: "When she took my pen, she didn't consider my feelings. Why should I consider her feelings?"
"Please step aside, Teacher Yu, I don't blame you."
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And because Yu Qian raised her voice between the doctor's office and the nurse's station, Zhou Cheng and others who were in the office heard about it.
They all looked at each other with astonishment and looked at each other, feeling rather speechless.
When the trainee nurse heard that she had taken the wrong pen and that the owner had already called the police, she was so frightened that she quickly ran back from the dormitory and returned the pen to Yang Yifeng, bowing and apologizing repeatedly.
I was so scared that my little face turned white.
Yang Yifeng didn't bother with her too much. After she returned the pen, he thanked her and asked her if she had eaten. If not, they could go have lunch together.
Yang Yifeng wanted to eat, but this little nurse was so scared that she could not dare to agree to Yang Yifeng's dinner date.
I was so frightened that I turned around and ran away.
And this farce ended in this way.
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After the nurse left, it was closer to the meal time. Everyone in the department also finished their work, left the department, and went to have their own meals.
Yang Yifeng still didn't take it seriously, found Zhou Cheng, and then talked about going to dinner together.
Zhou Cheng is really a little scared of Yang Yifeng now.
How do you describe Yang Yifeng?
You can't say he did it wrong, but you certainly can't say he did it right.
For a pen, I almost frightened the little nurse to death who accidentally took the pen, which is really stupid.
Zhou Cheng nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Yifeng."
"Hurry and check to see if anything else is missing." Zhou Cheng was still frightened and quickly asked Yang Yifeng to check.
Yang Yifeng returned the pen to its original position, returned to the pen box, smiled and said: "No more, Brother Zhou Cheng, do you think what I just did is weird?"
Yang Yifeng suddenly looked at Zhou Cheng with a bitter smile.
Zhou Cheng replied in his heart, yes, but outwardly he shook his head: "I don't think it's strange at all."
Then he replied thoughtfully: "But I personally still think that the trainee nurse didn't mean it. She will come back in the afternoon. In fact, it is acceptable."
Yang Yifeng has a weird temper, but it is undeniable that he is an out-and-out genius in medicine.
Even if he has a plug-in, he may not dare to say that he is better than Yang Yifeng. Because Yang Yifeng now knows his background, but he doesn't know where Yang Yifeng is.
As for Yang Yifeng, Zhou Cheng only considered that his idea of dropping out of school was very difficult to understand. In other respects, there seemed to be nothing strange about Yang Yifeng.
Not a madman, nor a fool.
Well, maybe Yang Yifeng handled this matter a little too radically today.
Zhou Cheng felt that if he got along with such a person, he would definitely not have the ability to change his thinking or anything else.
However, Zhou Cheng felt that he still had to express his inner thoughts in front of Yang Yifeng.
Whether he speaks or not is his own business, and whether he listens or not is his choice.
Zhou Cheng is not afraid of offending Yang Yifeng, nor does he expect to gain anything by pleasing him. There is no unilateral prayer for benefits. When we get along naturally, he will be more natural and casual.
Moreover, Zhou Cheng felt that if what he said could make Yang Yifeng change his mind a little bit, then it would be a waste of words.
Yang Yifeng and Zhou Cheng got off the elevator. After getting off the elevator, Yang Yifeng watched the people around him disperse.
Then he suddenly turned to Zhou Cheng and said, "Brother Zhou Cheng, I feel a very peculiar temperament from you."
"That's why I'll talk to you a little more."
"Actually, I didn't have to ask the little nurse to bring a pen because of it."
"If she wants this kind of pen, I can buy ten more and give them to her. But not this one. It is a relic left by my mother to me. It was my sixteenth birthday gift. I have always used it.
To this day.”
"Both this pen and the meaning it carries are very special."
Yang Yifeng felt the same kind of aura from Zhou Cheng, which was aloof and arrogant, which could also be said to be peaceful.
Being able to deal with anyone calmly is a sign of your own strength.
People in the department, from Yan Haihan to Xiao Zhupei, and even the anesthetist, would have a faint feeling of admiration or boredom in them when they got along with him.
Admiration is his strength, disgust is his temper.
Only Zhou Cheng did not have either of these two.
If you don't admire him, it means that Zhou Cheng is either a bad person or very powerful.
Not bored means feeling unnecessary.
Zhou Cheng is obviously not suitable for the type of Shabi.
Zhou Cheng listened carefully to every word Yang Yifeng said, so even though Yang Yifeng spoke casually, he still noticed the word "relic".
It suddenly dawned on him that if this was the case, then Yang Yifeng's behavior today would be understandable.
A relic left by his mother before she passed away has been with him for many years. It is understandable that he is so solemn.
Zhou Cheng felt that if it were him, he might be even more irritable: "So that's it!"
"That's because the little nurse did something wrong." Zhou Cheng understood Yang Yifeng's approach.
Yang Yifeng did not dwell on this topic in detail. He smiled casually, stopped a taxi, and got into the back seat with Zhou Chengyi.
Zhou Chengcheng told the driver about the Sanheyuan where Cai Dongfan took him before going.
Yang Yifeng is not an ordinary person, and he is not very familiar with him, so for the first time he invites guests to dinner, it is better to choose a place with better scenery and high quality.
Things like the Sancheng local restaurant and the Fat Sausage restaurant are a bit lacking in quality.
The reason I chose a higher grade is because I am not familiar with it and because I am not close enough, so I can only choose to be more polite and show respect.
If you invite Du Yanjun and Zhang Zhengquan to dinner, you can just send them with a packed lunch. They are close friends and there is no need to worry about details.
The taxi driver was a little stupid: "Boss? How do we get here?"
This place is very remote and not within the county town, so it is not easy to find.
Zhou Chengcheng showed the driver the navigation map. After reading it, the driver said, "Oh, there it is, I understand."
After reading it, he stepped on the accelerator and left. Yang Yifeng looked at Zhou Cheng curiously.
He smiled and said, "Brother Zhou Cheng is very good at choosing places. He can even stump the taxi master."
Zhou Cheng said: "Teacher Cai took me there not long ago, and I just learned about it."
Yang Yifeng won’t say much.
When he arrived at the place, Yang Yifeng took a deep breath of the smell of grass in the fresh air, and suddenly felt relaxed and happy. He looked at Zhou Cheng and said:
"Brother Zhou Cheng, this is a great place. It is definitely a very enjoyable thing to sit there and look at the rivers and lakes, code words and listen to the rain."
Yang Yifeng pointed to an attic at the end of the corridor in the distance and said so.
The furnishings here are quite antique, and there are no flashy decorations. It does have a bit of a Jianghu atmosphere.
Zhou Cheng didn't quite understand this kind of elegance, so he said, "Brother Yifeng, you can come here occasionally to find inspiration."
"You can sit outside here to eat, either in the private seats or in the pavilion."
Yang Yifeng immediately said with emotion: "Then let's go to the farthest pavilion. It's most appropriate to have two pots of tea first."
After saying that, he quickly walked in that direction, and said: "Brother Zhou Cheng, you go and order food, I will go and walk around first..."
I don’t even want to order anymore.
When Zhou Cheng ordered four dishes and walked over, he found Yang Yifeng standing under the attic, with his hands open and embracing nature.
As I got closer, I saw that he had his eyes closed tightly, his chest was rising from a deep breath, and at the same time, there were a few lines of clear tears falling from the corners of his eyes.
Zhou Cheng suddenly became confused again: "Brother Yifeng, are you okay? Did you remember something unhappy?"
Yang Yifeng shook his head and stretched his waist. The water droplets in the corners of his eyes were blown away by the wind in the river.
Then he twisted his neck and said, "Why do I have so many unhappy things?"
"It's just that I haven't felt as comfortable as I did today for a long time. Thank you for bringing me to such a good place!"
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However, after saying that, Yang Yifeng sat on a stone stool, took out a black notebook from the side of his backpack, and took out a blue pen from the bag.
After writing and drawing for a few times, he closed the notebook and said to Zhou Cheng: "Brother Zhou Cheng, are you interested in hearing me tell you a story?"
Zhou Chengcheng didn't want to hear it, he came today just to have a meal.
But seeing the sudden change in Yang Yifeng's mood at this moment, he couldn't refuse: "I'm all ears. The stories told by great writers are definitely extraordinary."
Yang Yifeng slowly began his opening remarks:
"I have a friend who is also a very good friend of mine."
"He is also the protagonist in my current novel."
As he spoke, he raised the blue cap pen in his hand, rotated it in his hand, and then suddenly looked at Zhou Cheng with a sharp look, and suddenly asked:
"He turned himself into an orphan. Do you think he is hateful?"
The voice is a bit fast and not as smooth as before!
After Zhou Cheng heard this, he was so frightened that he stood up and took three steps back!
I'm the best!
What the hell kind of logic and magical opening is this?
Do you always write this way at the beginning of your novels to attract readers’ attention?
Zhou Cheng has seen too many tricks that are made out of nothing, and he has seen too many tricks that are told by his friends.
But even so, Zhou Cheng was so frightened that his face turned a little pale.
Have you turned yourself into an orphan?
You mean you killed both your parents?
You are not just mentally ill, you are also seriously ill, brother!
Yang · Lang Mie · Yi Feng?
Zhou Cheng instantly came up with a possible guess——
Yang Yifeng is mentally ill.
When he was sick, he accidentally hurt his parents, and his condition became even more critical, but he was able to control his condition quite well, so he did 'not guilty'?
Do you have time to take a walk?
Yang Yifeng scratched his head when he saw Zhou Cheng's expression and actions.
Then he shook his head mockingly: "I understand what you mean, so I won't ask any more questions or say anything else."
Zhou Cheng's nerves were tense, and his back felt a little cold, but after enduring it for a while, he suddenly asked: "Brother Yi Feng, since we have started, let's finish the story. There is a beginning and an end to the story."
"When we listen to stories, we generally want to know the ending."
After Zhou Cheng calmed down, he still felt that the matter must be more than that simple.
Otherwise, Yang Yifeng would never be able to escape like this, a person who even his own parents -
There is no way such dangerous elements are still walking freely here!
Even if he agrees, his uncles, aunts, uncles, etc. will not agree, and neither will the country.
Yang Yifeng glanced at Zhou Cheng again, and seeing that Zhou Cheng really wanted to hear it, he slowly told the whole story.
Moreover, this time, Yang Yifeng did not create anything out of thin air.
Summarize it: "Six months ago, my parents went on a self-driving trip. On the way back from the trip, there was a car accident."
"Both of them were sent to our hospital. They were in the emergency department at the time. My father's condition was slightly milder, and my mother's aorta was broken in multiple places."
"At that time, all the professors in the vascular surgery department who could perform this kind of surgery happened to be out of town for meetings."
"And I know how to do this kind of surgery, so I performed the surgery on my mother myself. My father's surgery was performed by an associate professor himself."
"Before the operation, I made a mental evaluation. If I operated on my father, I would be at least 90% sure that he would survive."
"If I perform surgery on my mother, the cost will be less than 40%."
"At that time, the associate professor said that there was only a half chance of performing my father's surgery. He did not dare to go on stage for my mother's surgery. I invited consultations from other hospitals, and they all said the same thing."
"I was greedy, so I went to perform the surgery on my mother myself."
"In the end, I saw with my own eyes that my mother was under my scalpel and never woke up again!"
"She lost too much blood before being sent to the hospital. She developed a malignant arrhythmia during the operation and passed away."
"When I rushed to the operating room where my father was, the blood clots in his lower limb arteries fell off, causing extensive lung and heart infarction, making it impossible to save him..."
Yang Yifeng said and gently hit his head.
It seems full of self-blame.
Zhou Cheng suddenly understood. He bit his lip and looked at Yang Yifeng, unable to say a word.
Doctors don’t care for themselves, and doctors don’t care for their families!
My family won’t treat my own family members!
This has always been a taboo from ancient times to the present!
Zhou Cheng could understand Yang Yifeng's nervousness at that time, his embarrassment over who to perform the surgery on, and his self-blame when faced with the final result.
Zhou Cheng wanted to open his mouth to comfort him, but he couldn't say a word.
Faced with such a choice, no individual can make a normal choice, right?
It can only be said that it is fate that plays a trick on people.
"Brother Yifeng." Zhou Cheng grabbed Yang Yifeng's wrist after seeing him hit him more than ten times in a row.
Yang Yifeng took a long breath and said, "It's okay. I actually walked over and walked out a long time ago."
"My mother is a writer and my father is a university professor."
"I had a similar pen before. My dad bought it for me when I was learning to practice pen calligraphy. Then I lost it, so my dad and mom bought it again on my sixteenth birthday.
I bought one."
"It took a lot of effort. This kind of pen has actually been discontinued. I don't know how they found a new one."
"In the past, my parents thought that studying medicine was too hard, so they suggested that I should not study medicine. They asked me to study economics and finance, or even choose a liberal arts major. I was young and energetic at the time, so I didn't listen to them and just jumped into it.
Come in."
"He just barged in." Yang Yifeng still said calmly.
"He just broke in." Yang Yifeng continued to repeat.
Zhou Chengcheng looked at Yang Yifeng quietly, and suddenly he seemed to understand everything...
To sum it up, it can be summarized in these few sentences.
Yang Yifeng's parents did not recommend that Yang Yifeng study medicine at first, saying that studying medicine was too hard, but Yang Yifeng wanted to study medicine.
He was also very good at studying, but it was this good that made Yang Yifeng have to choose between two choices when his parents were in a car accident and needed treatment. One was that 90% of the time he could only save his father.
The mother can only resign herself to fate and see if she can hold on, or simply give up.
In addition, both parents had an expectation, and Yang Yifeng was greedy and chose the most risky one.
Naturally, I couldn't bear to part with it, and in the end I didn't even keep it.
So, Yang Yifeng is now thinking about writing novels and writing novels seriously, but he thinks this is what he should listen to?
He actually likes medicine?
Zhou Cheng felt that this was very possible.
The simulation copy is a simulation based on reality. Once, Yang Yifeng appeared in the simulation copy as a friend in the department.
He came here by himself. When he saw new things, he came here by himself——
It is the small incision open reduction and internal fixation.
Yes, if he didn't like it or wasn't interested, how could he find it on his own midway?
And then in middle age, close to the age when you know your destiny, how about you desperately reset your life to zero and start writing again?
Just in time, the waiter came to serve the food at this moment.
When Yang Yifeng saw other people coming, his expression and emotions gradually calmed down.
Sitting upright, he opened the black leather notebook, took off the blue pen cap, and wrote and drew for a while.
Then, close it again and carefully store it into the hollow pocket of the backpack and the inner school bag compartment.
Four dishes, all served.
Yang Yifeng poured the tea first and said to Zhou Cheng: "I'm sorry, brother Zhou Cheng. I came here to celebrate your good deeds today, but my bad things disturbed my mood. I gave myself a cup of tea instead of wine as a punishment."
"Thank you for listening to me whine without interrupting."
Zhou Cheng hurriedly raised his tea, and then asked: "Brother Yifeng, do you want something real?"
Zhou Cheng suggested changing it to wine. There is no good wine in wine, they are all bad things. But sometimes, a little bit of it is really suitable, like now.
Yang Yifeng shook his head resolutely: "Brother Zhou Cheng, if you want to drink, you can do so. But I will never drink again in this life!"
That means I drank it before, but I will definitely not drink it now.
Zhou Chengcheng stopped trying to persuade him. He has his own habits, just like he just doesn't like smoking.
"Then let's drink tea. I actually don't like drinking, nor smoking, nor chewing betel nut, but I just can't help it. But after entering the department, I had to choose one thing. I chose to drink occasionally." Zhou Cheng explained.
What I just said.
Afraid of irritating Yang Yifeng.
Yang Yifeng said indifferently: "Yeah."
"I can't help it. How can there be perfection in the world?"
"There is no such thing as perfection. Perfection has always been defined by people from a human perspective, and theory from a theoretical perspective. There is no perfection from an objective perspective."
"It's like there is no real circle. What we see are just polygons whose edges have been polished so smooth that there are no tools to check them..."
"Perhaps, only by realizing that there is no so-called perfection in this world can we appreciate the perfection we can understand."
Maybe Yang Yifeng thought about the choice he made back then, so he felt emotional.
But what Yang Yifeng said!
He does not mean that!
Zhou Cheng's mind suddenly exploded like thunder.
The whole person stood up at that time.
It seemed that the shackles that had been attached to and confused before were suddenly shattered into pieces by Yang Yifeng's words, and then reorganized——
Correspondingly, even in the simulated copy, the levels of skills have changed——
Beginner, ordinary, skilled, proficient.
Perfect level, something changed——
Perfect - world-defining level.
As for the level of manual reduction of fractures, it has been redefined from perfect to——
Perfect (super-worldly definition.)
At the same time, the replantation technique of amputated limbs, fingers, and limbs that Zhou Cheng had been obsessed with finally reached the level of perfection at this moment.
Amputated limb/finger/replantation (perfect - world definition).
Zhou Cheng was quite stunned and a little dumbfounded.
So, is this what it was like?
The peak one can reach is perfection, and there is no true perfection. It will never exist because it can be optimized at any time, and it may still be changed even thousands or tens of thousands of years later.
Therefore, what I have been pursuing so hard before is to replant a broken limb/finger/toe to a perfect level. This does not exist at all.
A broken limb/finger/toe is broken and cannot be completely restored to the way it was before the injury. If it cannot be fully restored, there cannot be a perfect definition of this operation!
Today's replantation of amputated limbs/finger/toes, to be precise, this surgery should be called functional recovery surgery of amputated limbs/finger/toes. How much function can be retained depends on a comprehensive view, but the only thing is absolute, that is, it will not
May be restored to 100%!
Other fractures, manual reduction, etc. are the reason why they exist in the simulation copy at a perfect level.
This is because, currently, fracture is the only disease known to which one can fully recover.
After Zhou Cheng figured this out, he suddenly felt relieved and had mixed emotions.
Seeing Zhou Cheng's sudden reaction, Yang Yifeng raised his eyelids and said, "Brother Zhou Cheng, am I right?"
Zhou Cheng immediately brought his consciousness back to reality: "No, Brother Yifeng, what you said is right. You are absolutely right!"
He raised the tea cup with both hands and bumped it against Yang Yifeng, and his mood suddenly became brighter.
Unexpectedly, he had struggled with things in the simulated copy for so long, and had struggled with them for several lifetimes, and now in this way, he suddenly released the shackles and gained a new understanding of everything.
Yang Yifeng is definitely a person with outstanding talents. When it comes to talents, compared to him, I am probably a matchless person!
However, with the help of plug-ins, it is possible to be one step ahead of others in certain places.
However, his qualifications are still not as high as his. This is absolutely true, and this is the imperfection among the perfection of having a plug-in.
But even so, if you agree to come to have dinner with Yang Yifeng today, you are doing the right thing.
Definitely a great pair.
After the two of them finished drinking tea, they immediately turned into gluttons and started eating, as if they had absorbed all their previous emotions.
After eating, Zhou Cheng felt a little full, and Yang Yifeng felt that he had eaten more than usual. After wiping his mouth, he spoke slowly to Zhou Cheng again.
"Brother Zhou Cheng, actually I came to see you today and there is one more thing I want to tell you."
"My teacher asked me to come to your group first and see your surgery on his behalf. Then he can see if and when he can arrange for you to be granted an exceptional level III surgery based on the situation." Yang Yifeng suddenly spoke, very surprised.
random.
But Zhou Cheng was stunned for a while when he heard this, but then he suddenly understood.
Will Yang Yifeng come to our group? Will Yan Haihan agree? Will Yang Yifeng come?
Zhou Cheng had never thought about it before.
Unexpected!
But it makes sense.
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PS: This chapter is full of sincerity. I hope all book friends will understand the problem caused by theft prevention.
If you add more words, it won’t cost you money.
It’s not that the author wants to prevent theft.
Forced.
Xiaodao's sincerity and update volume, including the plot, are definitely worthy of you, and it's already the limit!
Everything is done as reasonably as possible, but!
You don’t know, after anti-theft, I saw hundreds more subscriptions!
The author’s current average subscription is only 800!
Then the difference is hundreds!
The author's inner uneasiness!
In addition, I still picked up the character Zhang Zhengquan. When I was designing it, I had not thought about whether to include him in live events. Now I have sorted it out and decided, and I already have a small card.