The patient was sent back, and the operating room became quiet.
Zheng Ren practically dragged his tired body along with him to change clothes. His mind was still thinking about the liver cancer patient's 64-slice CT scan with 3D-image reconstruction images.
Su Yun was right. It was convenient for him to always look for the CT room to settle these things, but Sister Zhao did not have the obligation to always help him.
However, how would he be expressing his 'interest' to Sister Zhao?
Should he pay her directly? If it was too direct, Sister Zhao would not accept it.
It was better to give her a gas card. It would be better this way. Regarding the amount of money he should put in it, 1000 yuan would not be considered either too much or too little. It was just right.
Zheng Ren made up his mind. He had practically solved the issue at hand.
