Surgical artist

Chapter 5 The family is neat and tidy
Back in the lounge, Zhao Peiru checked the prompt.

[Congratulations on completing "Task [-]"!A junior level card will be rewarded. 】

[Because you are completing the task for the first time, you will get a critical strike reward, and the primary level card will be upgraded to an advanced level card! 】

Another Advanced Level Card!

Zhao Peiru had tasted the sweetness of the previous high-level card, so he naturally knew how powerful this card was.

"At the end of today, my liver abscess drainage operation has been upgraded to advanced level, and I have also obtained a new advanced level card."

A smile appeared on Zhao Peiru's face.

"Check the quest chain."

【Task [-]. In a surgery, show your skills better than your colleagues. (completed)】

[Task [-]. Complete a highly difficult operation that colleagues in the department cannot handle. (undone)】

[Task [-]. Make a technical improvement and demonstrate your ability to improve surgical techniques. (undone)】

[Task [-]. Form your own surgical team. (undone)】

Zhao Peiru: "Then, the next step..."

"It's just a difficult operation that my colleagues can't handle."

"Surprised my colleagues."

……

Ma Lin, the director of the department, looked at the back of Zhao Peiru leaving, and his heart was about to move.

It's a pity that this kind of old doctor with special skills doesn't go back to the operating room to shine and glow!

He really wanted to persuade Zhao Peiru to return to the first-line operating room. Even if he couldn't, it would be okay to teach the younger generation.

But he also knew that with Dr. Zhao's previous personality, it would be difficult!

"I have to go to the director, and it's possible to persuade together."

Director Xiang Tan is the chief director of the entire major surgery, and he has a heavy weight!If he wanted to convince Zhao Peiru, an old man, he would have to go to the director himself.

Marin came to the office of the Chief of Surgery.

"Director Xiang? Are you busy?" Marin knocked on the door cautiously.

Xiang Tan is in his 50s, short and strong, and is the mainstay of the Fourth Academy. Regardless of his reputation or standard, he is recognized as outstanding.

"What's the matter?" Director Xiang looked up from the thick medical records.

Marin quickly explained his intentions.

"You want to persuade Lao Zhao to return to the front line?" Director Xiang was a little puzzled.

This old Zhao is a few years older than him, but his level is very mediocre and has no bright spots.

"Director Xiang, watch this video." Marin clicked on the phone.

Director Xiang put on his glasses and looked, his expression couldn't help but change: "Is this made by Lao Zhao?"

"Correct!"

Marin quickly told what he saw today.

Director Xiang got up solemnly, sat up straight, put on his glasses, and watched the video carefully.

In fact, he had seen this video in the internal group a long time ago. At that time, he only glanced at it briefly, and thought it was the operation performed by Marin, and he wanted to praise Marin.

Looking at it now, this is really not the level that Marin can do.

Director Xiang couldn't help feeling: "The attainments in puncture and tube placement are really high."

Marin nodded again and again.

Director Xiang took off his glasses and said with a smile, "Okay! This old Zhao actually has such a hand!"

He looked at the time: "Lao Zhao is off work today, tomorrow I will go with you to talk to this old comrade."

If this old doctor is a puddle of mud, then Xiang Tan doesn't bother to care about it, he still has a lot of things to do every day.But now that Zhao Peiru is shining and valuable, it is worth talking to Tan about it.

……

get off work.

Zhao Peiru returned home.

This is a mid-range community located in the city center. It has to be said that the living conditions of Comrade Zhao are still very good.

At this moment, the mobile phone rang, and the caller showed "daughter".

Zhao Peiru checked his memory, and his face was a little strange.

"I have an extra daughter, a son, and a grandson for nothing."

The daughter is 33 years old. She follows her father's career and is a surgeon at the Central Hospital.My grandson is 5 years old and goes to kindergarten.

The son is 30 years old and works in a medical device company.

It can be said that the family is neat and tidy, and all of them are engaged in medical related industries.

Line connected.

Daughter Zhao Wanxi's tired voice came: "Dad, I'm busy today, so I won't take Zhou Zhou to accompany you tonight."

Zhao Wanxi was afraid that his old father would be alone, so he often brought his grandson back to accompany the old man, but it was obviously not possible tonight.

"Dad, let's go there when we are free on the weekend."

"By the way, Wan Gong just called me and complained that he was busy with work, and he probably won't be able to go back to accompany you in the near future."

Wan Gong is the name of Zhao Peiru's son.

The son and daughter have not come to his side recently.

That's not bad.

Although Zhao Peiru fully accepted Comrade Zhao's memory, it was just that it came so suddenly, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

It's okay not to come.

Zhao Peiru had a good night's rest.

……

The next day, Zhao Peiru arrived at the hospital.

A reminder sounded in my mind.

[It is detected that you have arrived at the work unit, do you punch in at work? 】

"Punch the card."

[Successful check-in, get a surgery status card (one hour)! 】

Zhao Peiru couldn't help but smile.

He had an operation yesterday, and he was very tired. Today, the "operation status card" came, which is very comfortable.

This card allows him to greatly improve his energy, dexterity, and physical endurance by 300% on the operating table!

The only pity is that it can only be strong for an hour.The original [Surgical Status Card] rewarded in [Task Chain] can last for six hours, which is obviously a castrated version.

However, if it is only used in the core part of the operation, it is enough.

Let him show off his operation in front of his colleagues!

Just then, the door knocked.

An old colleague who was about the same age as Zhao Peiru stood at the door with a smile.

"Old Zhao, aren't you busy? Chatting?"

Zhao Peiru looked up and said with a smile, "Old Li."

Lao Li is somewhat similar to Comrade Lao Zhao before him. They are both old, mediocre, and waiting to retire.

Since they are the same kind of people, it is inevitable that they share similar tastes. They often sit together and chat to kill working time.

"Old Zhao, you said that we are all going to retire in a few years, and we think this will be the end of our lives."

"Our state, although it is indeed leisurely and relaxed."

"However, sometimes, I can't help being envious of someone like Director Xiang Tan, whose reputation is all over the room and pennants are all over the walls."

Lao Li was full of emotions, and his tone was a little sour: "In the end, we are not that material! It is the life of people like us to enjoy our old age in a down-to-earth way."

If it was the former Zhao Peiru, he would probably feel that these words were sweet and would echo a few words.

Now he has changed his soul, he is an old man with goals and ambition, he is going to become a surgical artist, and he is going to return to his youthful spirit!
"Um, oh, yes, that's right."

Zhao Peiru perfunctory a few times.

This is more than a half-sentence.

The two were chatting awkwardly when there was a sudden commotion outside.

"Ma'am, where is Dr. Zhao, do you want to find him?" The little nurse at the nurse's desk showed an old lady the way.

Then, an old woman came to the door with a big bag of oranges.

"Excuse me, who is Dr. Zhao?"

Zhao Peiru was a little curious: "I am, may I ask who you are?"

With a grateful look on her face, the old lady raked the bag of oranges and gently placed it on the table in front of Zhao Peiru.

She had a down-to-earth smile on her face: "This is a mandarin orange grown by myself. It's a little thought from my wife and I. I hope you don't dislike it."

Old Comrade Li next to him was stunned.

People like us can still receive thank-you gifts from our family members?

Could it be that it was sent by mistake?

(End of this chapter)