Super Magic Surgery System

Chi Hong was about to announce the end of the meeting when Huang Haitao's voice rang out in the meeting room.    

    

"Qi, Chen, I have unknown VIP patient sent over from the General Hospital. He wants to see you and receive treatment. Please take a look at him. This is a temporary mission. You just need to act according to your usual attitude. "    

    

The young lady pursed her lips and was about to object. Then, she realized that her family was the most important SVIP patient in the hospital. From a certain point of view, this was the idea. It was the old lady who started it. He was the highest privileged class, so there was no reason for him to object to this privilege for the time being. Besides, The VIP system was also a normal business model, which was beneficial for the hospital to reduce financial pressure. Only an idiot would object.    

    

Chen Qun saw what Miss was thinking and lightly patted her on the arm to show that he did not mind. In any case, it was just like what Huang Haitao had said, he would just receive her normally. After all, there were no real VIP patients in the Mei Ling Medical Research Center. Everyone treated them equally. The only thing that the hospital could do was to send the patient over. They only had the right to cut the queue.    

    

As they spoke, the patient's information was projected onto the large LCD screen by Chi Hong. A middle-aged man with a familiar face like Chen Qun appeared. He looked very charming as a middle-aged man.    

    

Chi Hong looked at the request on the table and directly gave the task to Chen Qun.    

    

"Since the family request to see you, you will be responsible for receiving them. I will go to the operating theater and arrange Director Ye's surgery!"    

    

Dongfang Wenxin laughed out loud and tilted her head to indicate to Chi Hong.    

    

"Will the leader come over to inspect in the future and perform a surgery before leaving? As long as we stick to this pattern, I dare to bet that after three to five times, there will be no leaders coming over to inspect. Usually, they will take a detour!"    

    

Chen Qun replied, "You are looking for trouble. Do you know that if every leader who comes is ill, the hospital will definitely arrange for sick people to come and receive treatment. That will not let us have a good time. That's why you take back this idea. I would rather receive the leader than treat him! "    

    

Dongfang Wenxin nodded her head and smiled very brightly.    

    

"I understand. The surgery is your business. It is about Chi Hong in the reception room, so I will not die. I know this kind of petty thing the best! "    

    

Anyway, Eldest Miss could attack him from any angle. As a wife maniac, Chen Qun naturally did not have many ways to refute. He could only take out the best ostrich policy and pretend not to hear it.    

    

However, Eldest Miss's ability to sow discord was getting stronger by the day. Sure enough, Chi Hong who walked in front of him let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction. Clearly, she had thought of him and was ready to find an opportunity to take revenge.    

    

Chen Qun returned to his office and sat down. He saw the young nurse bringing the charming middle-aged man into the operating theater and sitting on his shoulder. She was carrying a violin case on her back. It looked a little old, and her shoulder belt was slightly damaged. It was obvious that she would bring him wherever she went. She rarely left him.    

    

"Thank you very much. You were able to arrange a meeting with me so quickly. If you were to go overseas, you would at least have to wait for a few weeks to make an appointment!"    

    

The middle-aged man stood by the door and spoke Mandarin in a friendly manner with a local accent. Only then did Chen Qun remember why this man looked familiar. He had his violin album when he was in university, but he only liked it for a little more than a month before he switched to the pure piano music faction.    

    

This middle-aged man who could not remember his name should be a violinist drifting overseas. Perhaps he could be considered Ling Hongyu's senior. After all, they had better prospects in overseas development. However, this middle-aged man shouldn't be as famous as Ling Hongyu. Even he couldn't remember his name, which was enough to explain everything.    

    

Regarding such polite words, Chen Qun directly rejected them.    

    

"No need to thank me. This is a request from the clinic. The standard treatment for VIP customers must be met. It's just that the independent medical research institute here doesn't have a VIP system. Alright, let's not talk anymore nonsense. It's better to fulfill our duties!"    

    

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment before he sat down awkwardly. He could naturally hear the dissatisfaction in the man's voice, but he was straightforward. The doctor who directly pointed out the reason was really not used to it. However, he knew that he did not have the qualifications to make any further requests. After all, in his field of expertise, it was dazzling. It belonged to the top group.    

    

As for himself, he could barely be considered as one of the top tier. In particular, there were some people who were even more shocked by his achievements in the field of expertise. Dr. Chen Qun had pushed himself to such a high level with his amateurish skills, which was enough for him to be on equal footing with him in the field of music.    

    

"Alright, I apologize for my rudeness. . . "    

    

"No need to apologize. You took the money to ask for treatment. I took the money to see a doctor. It was very fair and fair. May I ask what's your situation? "    

    

Chen Qun interrupted him again to save time. The moment the middle-aged man came in, the diagnose panel in the corner of his eye jumped twice and then ignored him. Regarding this situation, Chen Qun naturally knew that this was a medical case with "little value" determined by the system.    

    

The condition was better than nothing, and the situation was similar to this violinist's.    

    

"Can I demonstrate it for you? Maybe you are the only doctor in the world who can empathize with my condition. This is also the reason why I came here to seek treatment. "    

    

"No problem! Please demonstrate!"    

    

The middle-aged man stopped introducing himself and directly jumped onto the diagnosis process. He stood up again and took out the violin case on the small table next to him. He took out a violin case that had been used for many years and placed it on his shoulder. He gently played with his right hand and the five fingers on his left hand moved smoothly on the strings a few times, producing a clear and melodious sound.    

    

"Excuse me, Dr. Chen, what sound did you hear?"    

    

Chen Qun vaguely understood what kind of question he was asking and answered without hesitation.    

    

"I raised E pitch, almost the perfect rise E pitch. "    

    

"Completely correct, almost exactly, the meaning is that it's almost the same. Based on my past experience, the pitch I am pulling should be a quarter higher than the elevation of E. For normal people, this is an E pitch, but for me or you. . . This is just an imperfect E pitch, and there are a few flaws. This is something I won't allow. "    

    

"This. . . Is it because the sensitivity of the fingers has been lowered, and they can't pull out the perfect pitch?"    

    

"No, this isn't a problem with the fingers. It's not about the ears either. I've checked in a few foreign hospitals. There's no problem with the ears, nor is there any problem with the fingers. The problem is that there's a problem with my absolute sense of sound. In other words, I can no longer hear the correct tone, but I can rely on the muscle memory and feeling of my fingers. . . Confirm what sound I'm pulling out. "    

    

This absolute sense of sound is practically an unnecessary thing for people who don't play music. In Big Bang Life, Sheldon also has this ability, but he's a strange scientist. His only use is to show off among friends, not to eat.    

    

Chen Qun's musical talent, or rather, the bonus from Scholarly Syndrome, was actually the difference between a mechanical clock and a super clock. There was no need for such accurate music, but there was no difference.    

    

However, Chen Qun also understood the situation of this violinist. Without the absolute sense of sound, he was in the professional field of violin performance. His position as a master would be lowered by half or one level. He would become an ordinary "violin performer. " The reason was very simple. He wasn't the most outstanding of the top masters. He was just an ordinary master. He needed this absolute sense of sound to coordinate his performance.