The Surgeon's Studio

Su Yun's lips twitched, and her sharp gaze pierced through the black hair on her forehead and landed on director Wu's face.

Director Wu felt extremely uncomfortable under their gazes. It was as if he had been hit by the freezing cold wind for three to nine days, and he was in a lot of pain.

He didn't know why the two doctors in front of him were looking at him with such sharp and hostile eyes.

We're all people in the medical circle, can't we communicate properly in private?

Based on director Wu's experience in all kinds of consultations and appraisals, they should be talking and laughing with him kindly at this time, and they should throw the responsibility to the patient and the patient's family.

Moreover!

Most importantly, director Wu didn't think there was anything wrong with the mental hospital.

The diagnosis of mental illnesses required physical examination at the very beginning. He had read the related medical records and did not neglect this point.

At the beginning, the CT scan of the head did not indicate that there was a space-occupying lesion. Half a year later, a shadow appeared. This was a "coincidental" brain tumor.

The cause and effect were already very clear. It was the patient's family who was being unreasonable and trying to scam him. It was also the city Health Bureau's idea to find a high-level hospital for a consultation so that they could shut up the public.

After all, it was an opinion given by a specialist in Beijing, and he believed that the patient's family would also agree with it.

However, director Wu had a bad feeling when he saw the expressions on the two young doctors "faces.

Could it be that they knew the patient's family? That expression was clearly to pick on her!

He was a little angry, but after all, he had been in society for many years, so he was still shrewd.

Endure, I'll endure!

Director Wu wanted to see what these two doctors, who were on the side of an outsider, were up to.

"Let's take a look at the medical records and other examinations first. " Zheng Ren said indifferently.

The two printed medical records were handed to Zheng Ren and Su Yun. They flipped through the pages very quickly. Director Wu was filled with disdain as he felt that they were not paying attention at all.

They must have come to the consultation and diagnosis with prejudice. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to see the medical records so quickly.

"There's a problem. " Su Yun said.

"Yes, let's take a look at the X-ray from back then." Zheng Ren said as he flipped through the medical records.

Director Wu's heart sank.

"I'll go get the X-ray. " He suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice. Then, he left the room.

The X-ray film was actually in the next room, and it was in the hands of the doctor from the mental hospital. Nanshan city had made all the preparations. They couldn't afford to be careless and make the experts in the capital unhappy.

But director Wu didn't go to get the scan. He went to the office of the Vice Director of the health Bureau, knocked on the door, and went in.

"Chief Zhao, why do those two experts from the imperial capital seem so targeted? they're not friendly at all." Director Wu didn't care if there was anyone in the room and said directly.

Chief Zhao was the one who had welcomed Zheng Ren and Su Yun earlier. As he was busy with other matters, he did not participate in the discussion of the medical records.

He only needed a result.

Hearing director Wu's words, chief Zhao also felt a little strange. The person who came to report was very tactful and quickly left and closed the door.

"What do you mean?"

"Chief Zhao, it was fine when you were here. After you left and I reported the medical history, both of their faces fell. " Director Wu could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and said angrily.

"Don't worry, what did they say?"

"No, but I feel that they're definitely here to find fault. We're just here to check for related diseases. The diagnosis of brain tumor is already very clear. I really don't know why they're so picky. "

Bureau chief Zhao pondered for a few seconds and said,""That's impossible. I've asked the doctor Who came today. It's little boss Zheng, who has been in the limelight in the capital recently. He landed directly in Imperial City 912 from dibei province ..."

Director Wu paused for a second.

He was not a local doctor or a Doctor Who stayed in the hospital after he graduated, but an parachuted doctor from dibei province?

As a veteran in the medical field for decades, director Wu knew very well about the situation of the staff who could stay in the major tertiary Grade A hospitals in Imperial.

There were not many people who could stay after graduating with PhDs, or it would not be an exaggeration to describe them as Phoenix Feathers and Qilin horns.

The imperial capital was only so big, what was a doctor worth! Not even the PhDs from the main family. Whether it was the professor leading the group or the director, they had no right to keep anyone.

Even if the principal wanted to keep his students, he would have to see if there were any strong people who wanted to stay this year.

The number of slots each year was limited, extremely limited.

If the doctors were already like this, then there was no need to mention the talent introduction.

Did the imperial capital need to bring in talents? It was possible for foreign professors, but not many foreign professors wanted to come back to China.

Doctors abroad were considered to have little work but more money. There were many people who worked hard to leave the country. No one had ever come back to China and worked half to death every day. Their quality of life was constantly declining, and they did not have any dignity to save people.

There must be a reason for everything to be abnormal.

Director Wu looked at chief Zhao in confusion.

"I'll ask around. The people in the capital told me that the people who came today will definitely be able to solve the problem. I'll ask them to fax the specific information over."

Chief Zhao made a phone call and explained the situation. Chief Zhao was still on his side. Director Wu could tell what chief Zhao was trying to say, and he felt a little relieved.

But very quickly, chief Zhao's expression started to turn serious, and then interesting.

Director Wu's heart skipped a beat. He had a bad feeling about this.

"Director Wu, the doctor Who came is from the Department of interventional services." Chief Zhao hung up the phone and told him an unbelievable piece of news.

"Intervene ..." Director Wu's heart was burning with anger.

He originally thought that the doctor was an expert professor in the Neurology Department, but he did not expect the doctor to be from the Department of interventional services!

"Do you know why?" Chief Zhao asked unhurriedly.

"Director Yan from 912 personally handled this matter. He's a qualified doctor for all departments. I heard that this is one of the conditions to register in 912."

As the matter spread, it became more and more bizarre. Lin Ge had to run up and down for a long time to complete the task, but it had turned out like this.

However, this kind of information was clearly more powerful. It was like a powerful left hook that directly hit director Wu's vital part.

"Boss Zheng went to 912 with the Nobel Prize project. He had everything he wanted." "Director Wu, don't worry, they won't find fault with you," chief Zhao said with a sigh.

The meaning of his words was clear. He was a Nobel Prize nominee, and he was going to become an academician in the future. Why would he go to Nanshan mental hospital for trouble?

If he did that, then he would be crazy.