The next morning, when Chu Zhixi was woken up by the alarm clock, he saw Wu Mian sitting lazily in a chair with a ball pen in his mouth and his eyes narrowed into a line.


    Needless to say, my brother must have encountered difficulties.


    "Brother, I''m awake." Chu Zhixi whispered like a kitten.


    "The sun is drying up before we get up." Wu Mian said, "wash up. I''ll go down and buy breakfast. Mom just sent me a wechat and let''s go home for dinner at night."


    "Oh." Chu Zhixi listened and became confused again.


    Wu Mian knows that this is the rhythm for the girl to sleep back.


    "Up, up." Wu Mian opened the cup, slapped it down and patted Chu Zhixi gently.


    "One more minute of sleep, one more minute."


    Maybe he slept late yesterday, or he slept too well. Chu Zhixi didn''t want to get up at all.


    Wu Mian was helpless. Looking at Chu Zhixi''s dream, she had to cover her quilt, turn around and change shoes to buy breakfast.


    When he came back from buying breakfast, Chu Zhixi had got up and began to wash.


    "Brother, I thought you had compiled the software all night." Chu Zhixi said vaguely while brushing his teeth.


    "It''s not that simple. It''s not surgery. But I''ve deconstructed the DTI sequence established by Dr. Denis Ducreux, and now I''m trying and making mistakes."


    "Oh."


    Chu Zhixi understands that the most important thing in new technology research is trial and error.


    Although what we are facing is only a branch of the technology tree, there are countless directions on a small branch that looks insignificant.


    Find the right direction, and then work hard, rather than immerse yourself in efforts. Looking back a few years later - I rubbed, and went in the opposite direction. At that time, you will feel miserable. It''s better to use Kung Fu at the beginning.


    "Do you have any ideas?" Chu Zhixi asked.


    "A little." Wu Mian said with a smile. "The rabbit has also bought it. Come on a little. You can''t worry about it."


    ……


    ……


    After breakfast, Wu Mian came to the hospital. Wu Mian locked himself in the office. He was busy all morning and had been revising the program.


    I have crossed mountains and seas


    Wu Mian''s mobile phone rang. He glanced at it, and his hands were still typing blindly on the keyboard. But his eyes did not turn back, and the speed of white jade fingers beating the keyboard gradually slowed down.


    The sound of hitting the keyboard is like music, with a beautiful rhythm and rhythm. As the rhythm changed, Chu Zhixi raised his head and looked at Wu Mian suspiciously.


    "It''s Carl." Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi felt like telepathy. Although he didn''t see Chu Zhixi''s action, Wu Mian still explained.


    "Dr. Saipan Carr?"


    "Well, the one from the Sinai Medical Center in West Dakota," said Wu Mian, "thought he was just talking, but he didn''t expect to come."


    Then Wu Mian answered the phone.


    "Carl, I finally got your call!"


    Chu Zhixi smiled at his brother''s hypocrisy and politeness and closed the book in his hand.


    "You''ve arrived? Why didn''t you call in advance." Wu Mian shrugged his shoulders. "I''ll pick you up."


    "Well, you''re more anxious than I thought."


    With that, Wu Mian hung up the phone.


    "Carl has arrived. He is a technician of LANCO to help promote the operation of mitral valve clamp."


    "Isn''t that good? Someone works." Chu Zhixi smiled.


    "He must want to do mitral valve clipping. It''s hard for us to pull him for public welfare surgery." Wu Mian pondered.


    "It''s all right. I do all kinds of surgery. I''m afraid Dr. Carl can''t adapt to the domestic rhythm," Chu Zhixi said.


    "Let''s go and pick it up." Wu Mian said, "it doesn''t matter what you do. See what he means."


    Chu Zhixi put the book aside, stood up and went downstairs with Wu Mian.


    On the first floor, the elevator door opened and Wu Mian was stunned.


    "Emmm, how is he?" Chu Zhixi asked, looking at Wu Mian suspiciously.


    "Zheng Kaixuan? Why are you here?" Wu Mian looked at Zheng Kaixuan standing at the door and asked in surprise.


    "Miss Wu, I resigned yesterday and just flew over." Zheng Kaixuan stood at the door with a trolley case in his hand.


    Wu Mian tilted his head slightly and looked at Zheng Kaixuan carefully, as if he wanted to know him again.


    "Miss Wu, do you want anyone else?" Zheng Kaixuan asked with a smile.


    "Wang Qingshan agreed?"


    "I resigned," Zheng Kaixuan repeated.


    Wu Mian smiled, stretched out his hands and strode towards Zheng Kaixuan.


    "Welcome!" said Wu Mian. "You''re just here. The newly built hospital is seriously short of people."


    "Mr. Wu, you''re very kind," Zheng Kaixuan bowed. "I''m going to give you a hand. I hope I can get your guidance."


    "How inappropriate this is," said Wu Mian, holding his hands together with Zheng Kaixuan''s hands and exerting slight force.


    Zheng Kaixuan''s eyebrows are a little loose. Obviously, he also has doubts when he comes to the sword association hospital. After all, as Wang Qingshan said, his brand of Wang Qingshan is too obvious.


    It seems that Wu Mian doesn''t mind this identity. His expression and actions let Zheng Kaixuan completely relax.


    "You''ve just come here. If you''re not tired, I''ll introduce someone to you," Wu Mian said.


    "Hmm?" Zheng Kaixuan was stunned. "Who do you recommend?"


    "Dr. Saipan Carr, an expert in cardiac intervention at the sainai medical center in West Dakota."


    Zheng Kaixuan was stunned.


    Dr. Saipan Carr is a world-famous cardiac intervention expert. Can you introduce him? What''s the rhythm?


    Thinking of many possibilities, Zheng Kaixuan was very excited. But does Mr. Wu really mind his brand?


    Numerous problems appeared in Zheng Kaixuan''s mind.


    "Dr. Carl has long said he would come, but I didn''t expect your front and rear feet to come. It''s just a group to do relevant surgery," Wu Mian said.


    "Miss Wu, you have a lot of operations here?" Zheng Kaixuan asked cautiously when he saw Wu Mian''s direct talk about work and surgery.


    "LANCO sent Dr. Carl here. It''s not enough to think about surgery." Wu Mian said, "capitalist, very powerful!"


    Capital, for Zheng Kaixuan, is simply the existence of another world.


    "Mr. Wu, did Dr. Carl come by himself, or did he bring the team from cedars Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles?" Zheng Kaixuan asked.


    "I don''t know for the time being. I just got a call from Dr. Carl," Wu Mian said.


    A few minutes later, a car drove to the door of the office building. Before the car stopped, Dr. Saipan Carr rushed out of the car.


    "Wu, long time no see!" Dr. Saipan Carr opened his arms excitedly, completely unable to see the fatigue of long-distance flight.


    "Carl, you came suddenly." Wu Mian said with a smile.


    "Jack said he would have to wait three days for me to lead the team," Saipan Carr said. "I can''t wait, so I''ll come first."


    Just then, Saipan Carl''s body shook slightly, but he didn''t seem to have any consciousness. He stretched out his hand to take Wu Mian''s shoulder.


    But the next moment, Saipan Carr''s hand was empty.