Back in 2002 as a doctor

"I'm afraid that Xiao Zhao will squat me instead of going to kindergarten. I can't stand him carrying a gas tank to my house." The director of the pathology department said. (Note: I have encountered the gas tank stalk~)

"Besides, what they ask for is eight hours of work, and the requirements are reasonable. I have a thousand plans and people don't listen to them."

"That's right." Director Hui said, "Let's talk about being a human being."

"Our medical industry is not easy to do. Recently, I heard the little doctor below say that it would be a thunderbolt to persuade people to study medicine."

"Hahaha, no way."

"Why not?" said the director of the pathology department, "Pushing it to the market, it doesn't follow the market-oriented approach, and it doesn't look like anything. There is no such thing as working too hard, and treating people like fools."

"It's true that I earn a lot in clinical practice, and I...cough cough cough, more and more." Director Hui said.

"It's all gray. One day you'll have to settle the old score, and you'll be hanged by a street lamp." The director of the pathology department said contemptuously.

Director Hui thought of many things and suddenly became solemn.

"Either catch up with the good times and retire after earning money. This is the dividend of the times. But generally speaking... don't talk about us, just talk about the teacher. I keep nagging about the wax torches turning into ashes and tears before they dry, and I don't give much. But the teacher is good, the city allocates full funds, and there are [-] months' salary."

"Correct!"

"Look at us again." The director of the pathology department said, "There is very little funding, and it is thrown into the market to make money. That's it, ordinary people can do it? In recent years, I think the momentum is getting worse and worse. Patients and their families are becoming more and more defensive. They are guarding against us like thieves.

So I was a little worried about it, and it is really not certain what will happen in the future. "

"What else could it be?"

"For example, cerebral infarction, Zhou Congwen's operation, can be cured at tens of thousands of dollars. Some people can't get it out, what should I do?"

"This is not what we should think about at all." Director Hui said, "Hurry up and do pathology."

"What do you think is the pathological diagnosis?" the director of the pathology department asked.

Director Hui curled his lips, this old slicker first asked himself what he was thinking about, it would be strange if something good happened.

Director Tan of the hospital office heard the chat between the two come to an end, coughed, and walked in slowly.

"Director Tan, you haven't come home yet." Director Hui asked quickly when Director Tan came in from the hospital office.

"Don't worry, follow me over to have a look. The leader is tired and sick, and he is dedicated to our medical freshman year." Director Tan of the hospital took the lie as the truth, with a heartbroken expression on his face.

Although they both knew it was a lie, the two directors listened to the truth and echoed it repeatedly.

"When will the pathology come out?"

"Fixed with wax block." Said the director of the pathology department, "I won't go back at night, I will slice it and look under the microscope after it is fixed."

"Okay, I'll sleep in an extra bed in the ward, call me if you have any news." Director Tan said.

With him around, the two directors looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Director Tan of the hospital office sat for a while and felt bored, so he went back to rest.

He asked for an extra bed, but he didn't enter the room, so he lay down in the corridor.

This is a must, and things on the surface must be done well, Director Tan of the hospital office knows it well.

It’s just that living in the corridors of the inpatient department feels uncomfortable no matter what, especially in the Department of Neurology, where there are so many extra beds in the corridors.

There is a strange smell between the mouth and nose, and the bathroom is probably blocked again, and the smell of excrement and urine is mixed with the smell of cooking by the patients in the subordinate counties and townships, wafting in the corridor.

Director Tan of the hospital office is a little disgusted, but he must not leave at this time.

He lay silently on the bed, listening to the voices in the single room with his ears up.Once Dean Lin finds himself, he must rush over immediately.

In addition, director Tan of the hospital office is full of Zhou Congwen.

There is no doubt about the high level of technology.He is number one in the world, and it is not up to me, a layman, to question him.

What's more, Zhou Congwen's diagnostic level is also quite high. A few things today illustrate the problem.

In the end, Director Hui mentioned that he didn't take it seriously at the time, and Director Tan of the hospital office thought over and over again.

Zhou Congwen threw in the old director who had suppressed him and sentenced him to three years in prison. What he did made Director Tan feel extremely chilled.

Originally, there was a little awe of Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen, but now it has become very much.

I pushed Dr. Laurent from Bordeaux Central Hospital. If Zhou Congwen knew about this, I...

Director Tan of the hospital office carefully thought about the consequences.

It seems that the matter of sending people to study must be paid close attention, Director Tan of the hospital office thought to himself.Must, must, without delay.

Zhou Congwen and Mr. Huang's weaknesses are also obvious. I really don't understand why they have to spend so much effort to promote thoracoscopy.

There is no shortage of money, 1000 million equipment can be bought as soon as it is said, why bother.

But it also gave me a chance.

Director Tan of the hospital office thought about it, closed his eyes and began to get confused.He was exhausted today, and he was half asleep and half awake for several hours.

Until I was called by the phone, the pathological results reported - lymph node biopsy showed a large number of non-caseating granulomas, and the diagnosis was at least pulmonary sarcoidosis.

In other words, Zhou Congwen's diagnosis is completely correct!

Director Tan of the hospital office let out a sigh of relief, and when Dean Lin got better, he must pay a visit to Zhou Congwen.

Chapter 1347 Invitation Letter

Three days later, Zhou Congwen came to the hospital early in the morning.

In the past few days, he was going to start an interventional valve repair, and Zhou Congwen was already eager to try it.This is the technique of the future, and it was released more than ten years in advance.

As for things like too expensive consumables, Zhou Congwen didn't care too much. He had to listen to the boss about these things, and he could just wait for the boss's letter.

The work was relatively smooth, and Shen Lang returned to work after he recovered. Everything was smooth, and Zhou Congwen was in a peaceful mood.

Just wait until next year to complete the task given by the boss, and get the world number one again to return to 912.

After getting off the elevator, Zhou Congwen suddenly saw several familiar figures standing in front of the office of the academician workstation.

It was Director Tan from the First Hospital of Medical University, and Director Hao from their cardiothoracic surgery department.

This is……

Seeing this scene, even Zhou Congwen was taken aback.

Yesterday, director Tan of the hospital office called himself, saying that Dean Lin had basically recovered, and consulted about some follow-up treatment.

Did they simply come to thank themselves?Zhou Congwen thought in his heart.

It doesn't matter, in Zhou Congwen's heart, he regards Director Tan of the hospital office as a family member of the patient.

Zhou Congwen walked over with a smile on his face, "Director Tan and Director Hao are not busy today."

"Good morning, Professor Zhou." Director Tan still stretched out his hands, and ran towards Zhou Congwen enthusiastically.

He was rejected twice, one of which Zhou Congwen put his hands behind his back, which didn't seem to have any psychological impact on Director Tan of the hospital at all.

His expression was still eager and his movements were quick, as if he had seen a superior leader, and even his humble attitude was well handled by him.

Zhou Congwen smiled and shook hands with him.

"Professor Zhou, I have something to trouble you today." Director Tan said seriously.

"Oh? What patient?"

"It's not the patient. Director Hao and I talked about you. After watching your operation, he felt that he was behind. He couldn't wait to improve his skills and was ready to come to you for further training." Director Tan said.

"..."

These words made Zhou Congwen startled.

Director Hao came to study, and there are countless meanings in it.Zhou Congwen didn't want to think about what Director Tan of the hospital office meant.

"Professor Zhou, you also know the situation of the two hospitals." Director Tan of the hospital office said without any embarrassment, "However, the fight between the gods between the deans is a healthy competition, and it will be a good thing in the long run."

Zhou Congwen smiled, and while listening to Director Tan of the hospital office, he greeted Director Hao, and opened the door to let them in.

"Normal training procedures..."

"It's okay." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Do it first, it's considered an academic exchange. Director Hao is an old director, how can I continue to study, I can't afford it."

"Professor Zhou..." Director Hao said awkwardly.

"Director Hao, sit down, sit down." Zhou Congwen's attitude towards Director Hao was much more enthusiastic than that towards Director Tan of the hospital office.

"Professor Zhou, how about the formalities?"

"Didn't you just talk about academic exchanges and what procedures to use?" Zhou Congwen waved his hand, "If you're worried, I'll ask the boss to send Director Hao an invitation."

"..."

"..."

Now not only Director Hao, but even Director Tan of the hospital office were stunned.

It is said that Zhou Congwen is an asshole and cruel, but he is really particular about his work!

He brought Director Hao to the door by himself, but he was well prepared for Cheng Menlixue, and even Zhou Congwen's humiliation in front of everyone was acceptable.

After thinking about it for three days, director Tan thought of all the fucking things that Zhou Congwen might do, and he was ready to be humiliated.

but!

He never expected that Zhou Congwen would give Director Hao face in this way, and even directly said that Mr. Huang had given the invitation and invited Director Hao in the name of academic exchanges.

Director Hao was also a little dazed, he never dreamed that Mr. Huang would invite him one day.

After Zhou Congwen finished speaking, he glanced at the two of them, "Director Hao, is it okay?"

"But... can... but..." Director Hao stammered.

It can be said that he couldn't finish the two words, and his heart was beating wildly.

Zhou Congwen picked up his mobile phone, dialed a number and went out.

"Boss, are you at work?"

"That's right, I have a situation here."

Zhou Congwen briefly reported to Mr. Huang what happened in front of him.

"You send an invitation card. Director Hao came to me for an academic exchange, so the ceremony is unnecessary. The relationship between the two hospitals here is rather awkward, but it is a big event after all, and the invitation card is still required." Zhou Congwen said.

"it is good."

Elder Huang's voice came faintly from the phone.

"Then fax it over, I'll find Director Deng." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "The main thing is your signature, which is more formal. Boss, you have a lot of face..."

Before Zhou Congwen finished speaking, he started talking about other things on the phone.

This time Mr. Huang talked a lot, Zhou Congwen kept nodding and chatted for at least 10 minutes.

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "The boss told me about the operation here for a few days, so I'm sorry for the delay."

"How could it be?" Director Tan of the school office said quickly, "Professor Zhou, it's fine if you don't make things difficult for you."

"Dean Lin agrees?"

"Agreed." Director Tan said, "Whether it's advanced training or technical exchange, it's mainly aimed at academician workstations. Dean Lin is dedicated to the development of our institute. How could he disagree?"

He seems to have already turned praise and praises to Dean Lin into genes, engraved in his bones, and will flow out anytime and anywhere.

Zhou Congwen thought he was farting.

After chatting for a few minutes, Zhou Congwen said, "It's time to take over, Director Tan?"

"I won't." Director Tan of the school office knew that Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou was pushing people away, so he quickly stood up, "I'm here to see Director Hao, since Professor Zhou has taken everything into consideration, I don't worry. "

As he said that, Director Tan of the School Office bowed deeply, "Professor Zhou, thank you."

Thousands of words, all in the last thank you.

Zhou Congwen smiled, but did not answer.

Director Tan of the hospital office was not embarrassed, he said goodbye and left.

When director Tan of the hospital office left, Zhou Congwen opened the cabinet and took out the white clothes.

"Director Hao, wear mine?"

"Too big..."

"Then I'll go to Dean Xiao." Zhou Congwen said, "Today we're going to do five sleeve cuts. Would you like to watch it first or do it together?"