Inside the office.

After Zhao Heng, Gao Jun and Liu Ziang left, the director looked at Ning Yunhao with a look of disdain.

"Director, I... I didn't expect they would use this tactic of retreating to advance."

Ning Yunhao tried to justify himself.

"Enough!"

Hearing Ning Yunhao's words about retreating to advance, the director became furious.

Always using idioms, are you aiming for a graduate exam?

No, you don't need to, you're already a PhD.

But it seems Ning Yunhao's PhD might just be worth a pound of water.

"Director, I'm naturally confident with ordinary surgeries, but this brainstem aneurysm, only Liu Ziang can handle it."

Ning Yunhao quickly explained.

It's not that he didn't want to take it, but he just can't do it!

This brainstem aneurysm surgery, called a time bomb among time bombs, can only be taken on by a surgical expert like Liu Ziang.

"Forget it, there will be opportunities in the future."

The director waved his hand, saying that there's no need to dwell on it since things have come to this.

"Director Ning, I heard you recently bought a house? And it's a school district house?"

After a pause, the director asked Ning Yunhao.

"Yes, thanks to the director for introducing me to Pfizer, otherwise, with just my salary, how could I afford a school district house?"

Ning Yunhao flattered the director with a sycophantic look.

Speaking of Ning Yunhao, when he first started working, he was actually quite outstanding, though not comparable to a top figure like Liu Ziang. But to become a deputy director of neurosurgery at Eastern Hospital, he did have some skills.

It's just that in recent years, Liu Ziang's brilliance was too dazzling, leaving Ning Yunhao with no hope of becoming a director, so he started contemplating other things.

And so, his intentions were seen by the director. With the introduction to Pfizer, it was a perfect match, a camaraderie of scoundrels.

"Since you've already bought the school district house, it's time to keep a low profile and minimize contact with Pfizer."

The director instructed Ning Yunhao very seriously.

Though he looked down on Ning Yunhao, they were still in the same boat. If something happened to Ning Yunhao, it wouldn't be good for him either.

"But? Director, isn't your nephew Yin Jian still at Pfizer?"

Hearing the director's words, Ning Yunhao asked with great confusion.

His nephew is still at Pfizer, so why is he being told to cut ties with them?

"Yin Jian? What could he possibly know? I've said what I have to say, just keep a low profile and don't ask questions you shouldn't."

The director said to Ning Yunhao with authority.

"Alright, alright."

Hearing the director speak like this, Ning Yunhao quickly agreed, but as he thought over the director's words, he felt a chill run down his spine.

After all, Yin Jian is his own nephew!

On the other side.

Coming out of the office, Zhao Heng felt a wave of relief.

This time, he really hadn't expected that aside from being an expert in his field, Liu Ziang also had a knack for office politics.

Earlier, had it not been for Liu Ziang, he would certainly have been provoked and stood up to argue his point, landing right into the trap set by the director and Ning Yunhao.

But it's not entirely Zhao Heng's fault; he had only been in charge of equipment operations before and had no experience in office politics.

Truly, the city roads are slippery, and people's hearts are complex!

"Junior, now you understand why I held you back earlier, right?"

Liu Ziang smiled and asked Zhao Heng.

"Yes, senior, you're a step ahead."

Zhao Heng nodded, impressed by Liu Ziang's tactic of retreating to advance.

"But junior, are you really confident about the two weeks?"

Liu Ziang looked at Zhao Heng and asked.

Hearing this, Gao Jun also looked at Zhao Heng, clearly questioning the two-week timeframe.

"Based on Sun Xinxin's condition, two weeks is essentially the final deadline. The brainstem aneurysm in Sun Xinxin's skull can hold for at most two weeks."

Zhao Heng said.

This was a deadline he calculated by gathering and integrating the experience from doctors across different departments.

"So, if Sun Xinxin can't be awakened within two weeks, then surgery is inevitable."

Liu Ziang mused.

"Even if we can't wake Sun Xinxin, the treatment with neural stem cell transplantation will restore some of the damaged brain tissue cells. This will be beneficial for recovery post-surgery, and also significantly reduce the risk of surgery. Overall, performing neural stem cell transplantation on Sun Xinxin is purely beneficial and without harm."

Zhao Heng said earnestly.

He had meticulously planned Sun Xinxin's treatment, and the two-week deadline was not just a random decision.

"Yes, you've thought it through thoroughly, which is good."

Hearing Zhao Heng's words, Gao Jun felt assured.

Doctors can be proud and have integrity, but they must never act on impulse.

This is a lesson learned through bloody experiences!

Since Zhao Heng's plan was well-considered and only beneficial for the patient, Gao Jun felt quite reassured overall.

"Teacher, today the director was quite in sync with Ning Yunhao; what exactly do they intend to do? Just to suppress us?"

Zhao Heng asked, somewhat puzzled.

"The intrigue is quite complex, and right now I'm not at liberty to say much. Just keep your distance from them."

Gao Jun thought for a moment and said seriously.

Clearly, he was aware of some inside information that couldn't be disclosed at the moment.

"Yes, they might seem high and mighty now, but they won't be for long."

Liu Ziang added.

Hearing both Gao Jun and Liu Ziang say this, Zhao Heng felt even more puzzled.

Once during a dinner gathering, Gao Jun had vaguely mentioned it. After returning home, Zhao Heng even asked Xu Man Ni, but she didn't say directly either.

Apparently, it really was a significant matter; otherwise, given his relationship with Gao Jun, Gao Jun wouldn't hide the truth from him.

"Xiao Zhao, you just focus on treating Sun Xinxin and don't worry too much about other matters. Some people, eventually, must pay the price for what they've done."

Gao Jun said with deep meaning.

The "some people" he mentioned was clearly referring to the director and Ning Yunhao, perhaps others as well.

"Yes, I understand."

Hearing Gao Jun say this, Zhao Heng could only suppress his curiosity and nod in agreement.

However, in his mind, considering the rumors he'd heard about the director and Gao Jun's background, Zhao Heng already had some suspicions.

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