Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

Everyone looked at each other in confusion as they looked at the patient who came out.

"Teacher, are you sure the patient has aortic dissection?"

"What? You think I can lie."

After seeing Luo Qiong's miraculous healing methods, Mr. Chen fell in love with this direct disciple even more.

Of course I was unhappy to hear someone questioning it at this moment.

So he looked at Zhang Wei with displeasure.

"Teacher, that's not what I meant, it's just..."

Zhang Wei did not expect that Mr. Chen would suddenly change his face and quickly explained. However, although he was respectful on the surface, he was a little unhappy in his heart.

When he was in Beijing, he was the deputy chief physician of the hospital. In the department, everyone except the director had to listen to him. He has long developed the habit of telling the truth.

This time I came to Jishi Hall, but it took a lot of effort to get this spot. After returning to the hospital with the qualifications to study in Jishi Hall, he can take up his post only after the old director retires.

For a person who is used to hearing flattery from others, it will definitely be uncomfortable to suddenly become an intern doctor.

But for future promotion opportunities, he still worked hard to persevere.

When he just came here, he was still thinking of trying to fawn over Mr. Chen. If the relationship was established, it would be a big help in the future. Although Mr. Chen has retired now, his connections are still there!

This can be seen from the fact that major hospitals send training doctors here every year.

At the beginning, Zhang Wei was very active and rushed to do all the work. At that time, Mr. Chen also had a good attitude towards him.

But as time went by, he found that the work he, a deputy chief physician, did here was the same as that of the attending doctors, chief residents and other junior doctors, which made him a little unbalanced.

Doctors actually have a strong sense of hierarchy. Under normal circumstances, it takes at least 10 years for a doctor to be promoted to deputy chief physician.

How could an old man like himself be like these little doctors? So slowly he stopped rushing to do all the work as before. Instead, he showed the style of a deputy chief physician and began to assign work to the little doctors. .

Anyone who can study medicine is not a fool, especially the doctors who can be sent here for internship are even more flexible.

Putting aside their attitude towards learning, they are all good at socializing.

Although Director Zhang is not very attentive to his studies, his status as deputy chief physician is the position they all dream of.

And since Director Zhang can get here, it is certain that he will be promoted to chief physician when he returns.

They both belong to the hospital circle in Beijing, and being able to make a good friend of a future chief physician will only have advantages and no disadvantages for them.

Therefore, they did not resist the work arranged by Zhang Wei, and they also behaved with honor.

In this way, as time went by, Zhang Wei gradually revealed his true colors and returned to his previous appearance of fawning over others and flattering others.

As his attitude towards internship and further study changed, Mr. Chen's attitude towards him gradually became lukewarm.

In the end, it got to the point where Mr. Chen simply ignored him.

It is easy for people to lose themselves when they are in a high position, and people below them will generally try to please them. Even if they do something wrong, their subordinates will take the initiative to help make excuses, or even take the blame.

Over time, it is easy for those so-called leaders to develop a mindset. If they encounter any problems, they will not first look for the problem themselves, but will subconsciously think it is the fault of others.

Zhang Wei had this kind of mentality at the moment. Seeing Mr. Chen's attitude towards him becoming more and more cold, he subconsciously thought about what the problem was. .

And that time was exactly two months ago, when Mr. Chen officially accepted Luo Qiong as his disciple.

Therefore, Zhang Wei thought that the problem lay with Luo Qiong. After having a direct disciple, the teacher became partial.

From that time on, he began to feel a hint of dissatisfaction in his heart. At this moment, he did not expect that Mr. Chen would look down on him directly in front of these young doctors and patients.

The dissatisfaction in Zhang Wei's heart was instantly amplified.

"Damn it, old man, if my family hadn't arranged for me to be an intern, do you think I would be willing to come? If it weren't for the fact that interning with you is the fastest shortcut, I wouldn't have come. Damn it, ignore me. Ignore me. , and now you are shaming me."

The more Zhang Wei thought about it, the angrier he became, and his eyes slowly turned sinister as he looked at Luo Qiong.

"Okay, since you love your apprentice so much, right? Then I will expose him to his face as a misdiagnosed doctor. I will see how he can still hang out in the medical circle in the future."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile again. It's just that this smile looks very treacherous in the eyes of others.

"Teacher, that's not what I meant. We are all medical students. Aortic dissection is a global medical problem and is known as a catastrophic cardiovascular disease. Even the Mayo Clinic in the United States can only treat it conservatively."

"It's not that students don't believe you. If this disease is really cured, I dare say that this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine will definitely be awarded to my junior brother."

As he spoke, he glanced at Luo Qiong with a smile on his face.

"So I want to confirm with you again whether it is really cured."

When he said this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Although he was ignorant and incompetent, he still knew about aortic dissection, a well-known disease. Therefore, he would never believe that in just a few dozen minutes, an aortic dissection that was about to rupture could be cured without the use of surgery or medicine. of patients cured.

I even brought out the Nobel Prize in Medicine. Now it depends on Mr. Chen’s answer.

"Old guy, I've already given you a step up."

Seeing that Mr. Chen didn't reply after listening to his words, Zhang Wei felt happy in his heart.

"Don't you want to protect your apprentice? If you have the ability, you can say that you are cured. Do you believe it or not? As long as you say that you are cured, I dare to invite reporters immediately. Hehe, old man dares to ignore me. Now you know how powerful I am!"

After listening to Zhang Wei's words, Mr. Chen was also moved in his heart. Traditional Chinese medicine has been declining over the years and is on the verge of being lost, while Western medicine is becoming more and more prosperous. Among the doctors who are training in front of him, traditional Chinese medicine only accounts for less than 30%.

If Luo Qiong can take advantage of this opportunity to cure aortic dissection, apply for the Nobel Prize, and then use his connections to publicize it, can he also set off a wave of traditional Chinese medicine craze and allow traditional Chinese medicine to flourish again?

Thinking of this, Mr. Chen couldn't help but feel excited. He had devoted all his efforts to Chinese medicine. If he could make one more contribution to Chinese medicine before his death, he would be able to die in peace.

Thinking of this, Mr. Chen not only became excited, but his face also started to turn red.

"Haha, the old guy's face is turning red. He deserves to be favored by you."

Zhang Wei on the side looked at Mr. Chen's flushed cheeks, thinking that he was blushing out of shame, and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Teacher, has Junior Brother really cured the aortic dissection?"

Seeing that Mr. Chen was still silent, Zhang Wei asked again.

"Huh, old guy, I just want to keep you from getting off the stage. What can you do to me?"