Path of Medicine With a System

There's something funny about the medical industry. Scandals can be spread all over the world in an instant. For example, if a certain Ph.D. and Master's supervisor lets a student go, then it can become a topic in the medical circle regardless of the north or south.

And once a meritorious service is made, for example, if the southern medical circle has made some great achievements, the northern medical circle will often be temporarily deaf, and vice versa.

At that time, the North and South Factions Huijingshi was still a specific factor, and people were killed on the operating table in the end. The only joint operation between the North and South top masters ended when the two ministerial deans stepped down.

Therefore, when Zhang Fan exploded in the south of the river, there was no movement in the north.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang, which hospital did you work as a senior?" After shutting down, the third assistant's doctor's mouth was dry. He who originally wanted to say Dr. Zhang couldn't speak, and called out Mr. Zhang halfway.

"Hehe, Chasu City People's Hospital!"

"Oh!" The doctor was stunned, not surprised, but puzzled, "Tea Su, what the hell, a foreign city? Translated name?" He was too embarrassed to ask again.

He doesn't know, but someone does.

"Are you kidding? Chasu is the city on the westernmost border? You..."

"Hehe, what's the matter? Have you been there?" Zhang Fan looked at the crowd with a smile.

"No, no, I haven't been there, but I have a classmate who will go there this year to do side work!"

"Oh, is that right? Please remember my phone number. When your classmate decides to go to Zhibian, you must contact me. Please."

"No, no, it's easy, don't be so polite." The doctor was also very happy to get a call from Zhang Fan.

Mr. Wu looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, but the doctor who was watching was filled with endless emotion: "You bastard, at this level, it's not too bad to go to further studies!"

"frontier!"

"He's from the frontier, my God!"

"It's incredible!"

The eyes of the crowd are full of disbelief.

"How do you feel? You seem to have gained something?" Mr. Wu asked after Zhang Fan finished speaking.

"Uncle, it's not a little bit, but very huge. Your words,

It is estimated that I saved three or four years of time. "

"Haha, it's good to have something to gain." After finishing speaking, the old man asked the observation group, "How much time has been shortened for today's operation compared with usual."

"One hour!"

"So many!" The old man was surprised, he really didn't expect it.

"In this way, Zhang Fan, you can write another thesis, the thesis on simultaneous two-way anastomosis of pancreatic duct and jejunum, and it will be completed in these few days."

"Oh!" Although Zhang Fan readily agreed, the embarrassment on his face was still obvious. Surgery, he can do it.

The dissertation, given him a little more time, could barely be written, but in just a few days, he really couldn't do it as a concubine.

Checking the same, looking for data, and even going to foreign paper websites to check, to be honest, even if he was tied to the computer for a few days, he couldn't write it.

Looking at Zhang Fan's troubled face, the old man knew why, but the others didn't.

"Oh my God, Mr. Wu personally checks him, but he is still unwilling. That's right, if I have such amazing surgical skills, I can be so arrogant."

Mr. Wu looked around. He knew Zhang Fan's difficulties, so he wanted to find someone to help Zhang Fan. Before he could speak, Dr. Sansuke, who was undergoing surgery, jumped out immediately.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Zhang, I think I can help in this paper and look up the information."

"Okay, Chen Hao, you and Zhang Fan will finish this thesis together, and you can help him."

Mr. Wu nodded, what Mr. Wu said was the truth, and Chen Hao heard it, thinking that it was Mr. Wu who found a step for him.

He was so moved that whatever moved him, his throat was like a rusty door bolt, and he couldn't speak no matter what.

"En! En! En!" He nodded vigorously, with tears in his eyes. Does a person who can dance with Mr. Wu on the laurels of general surgery need an ordinary doctor to help him? Really, he felt that Mr. Wu defended him so much that even if he didn't eat or drink, he still wanted to write the paper beautifully.

"I'm going, why didn't I stand up earlier, the operation has a record, and the surgeon is also there, this paper is so simple, this is the result at hand, hey!"

A lot of doctors in the observation group wished they could slap themselves in the face, taking each step slowly.

"Mr. Wu, the dining car in the cafeteria is here, and they have specially made white fungus porridge for you."

"How many times have I said, don't specialize."

"A bowl of porridge!"

The head nurse of the operating room stood at the door of the operating room and spoke softly to Mr. Wu kindly, and even nodded to Zhang Fan specially.

Although the head nurse of a middle-aged woman is weak and weak, she can take off her white coat and put on a military uniform. It is estimated that there are at least two bars.

The old man nodded and didn't say anything more, but he gently pulled Zhang Fan's forearm when he walked, and talked while walking: "I think the same, I have thought through it, I have to consolidate it, and try to make it work at this time when the brain is most active. , experience more, and strive for more gains. I will arrange a different pancreas operation tomorrow."

"Ok!"

The operation performed by the two of them was like a comrade-in-arms who had cooperated for half a lifetime. The sudden sense of super tacit understanding made Mr. Wu very comfortable.

This kind of comfort is very strong. If you describe it, it is like eating an egg, even a hard-boiled egg, and choking on it.

You were about to choke to death, but suddenly someone gave you a soft but sharp blunt impact on your abdomen, boom! When the egg comes out, the feeling of oxygen filling the airway instantly, and the refreshing feeling of free breathing fills the brain.

Old Wu felt a little bit like this at this time. The loneliness of a master is not for pretending, it is really lonely.

The old man has been standing on the peak for too long, he doesn't know how many years, and today he finally felt the hearty feeling he hadn't seen for a long time during the operation.

Those who know are not as good as those who are good, and those who are good are not as good as those who are happy, so Mr. Wu couldn't help but change his appreciation for Zhang Fan into a feeling of licking towards the younger generation.

He didn't feel it, and neither did Zhang Fan. However, I just feel that it is so natural and normal, as if it should be like this.

Although the crowd following the two couldn't hear what the old man said to Zhang Fan, this intimate gesture was too enviable.

To be honest, including the director of the pancreas department, they wished to kick Zhang Fan away.

"This guy doesn't know his mother's last name?"

"pull!"

Fangdong's staff canteen is not comparable to the tea and vegetarian hall. The army's food is so good. After a few hours of surgery, Zhang Fan looked at the rows of food in the canteen, and his saliva was almost down.

Eat, the dishes fried in a large pot and a large stove, although a little less delicate than a small stove, but also have a bold taste in it.

Elder Wu is getting older, and it's past meal time, so he doesn't eat much, but Zhang Fan is different.

Two servings of braised pork, two chicken legs, sweet and sour fish is also indispensable, um, there is also braised beef, rotten beef and potatoes stewed in a big pot, darling!

What Zhang Fan eats is called a fragrant, chopsticks like raindrops, chewing like a crusher, Kucha! Kucha! It made people look extraordinarily sweet, and Mr. Wu, who had no appetite at first, couldn't help filling a bowl of rice when he saw Zhang Fan's food was so delicious.

"Ugh, this guy can really eat!" Some young doctors sitting next to him were stunned seeing Zhang Fan's eating.

Zhang Fan gave them an unexpected surprise on the operating table, and in the cafeteria, he showed them what appetite is.

"You can eat what you can, we can't let others be better than us, hey, after the meal time, I don't have the slightest appetite.

It seems that I still have to think of a way. Without a good appetite, how can I have a good body to endure it. "

Another thinner doctor looked at Zhang Fan eating and said enviously.

People are so weird, if Zhang Fan is a doctor who came to study today, he watched on the operating table for a long time, and then went back to the cafeteria to eat like this, someone would definitely call him an idiot.

But now, there is only one thought in everyone's mind. The surgical technology may not be improved for a while, but can't the food catch up with you?

In the end, they really couldn't catch up, they couldn't compare to surgery, even eating, the director of the pancreas department had an extremely ugly face.

"Hehe, it's good to be young. When I was your age, I could eat a pot of rice by myself!"

Old Wu didn't know if he was bragging, or if he was really short of oil and water back then, looking at Zhang Fan, the old man drank white fungus soup and said with a smile.

"Well, my master also said that among the brothers, your body is the best."

Zhang Fan didn't say that you are also the most edible.

"Haha, is that right? A good body is capital. Look, your master is several years younger than me, but he quit the clinic early. On weekdays, you not only need to study more, but also exercise more.

Let me tell you, I am very good at table tennis, and I have won the championship in the logistics department before. "The old man said proudly holding a small bowl.

Zhang Fan looked at the old man, "Hehe!" He smiled, but thought so in his heart.

"Ping-pong? If you talk about football, I still believe it. In table tennis, you can win the championship? I guess it was someone else who let you down!"

While eating and chatting, the old man liked Zhang Fan more and more, as if he saw his shadow back then.

"Slow down, chew slowly!"

Looking at the old man who couldn't help himself, and the young doctors around him, it was really envious and jealous.

"After you have consolidated for a few more days, I will contact your master and ask your master to come to the capital as well."

"Oh!"

...

"When did you come to Shanghai, kid? Don't tell me! If I didn't read other people's circle of friends, I wouldn't even know you came to Shanghai." My senior brother called.

"Hey, my big brother, I'm going to find you in a few days. I wanted to give you a surprise!"

Zhang Fan smiled and said to the elder brother, the elder brother is much older than Zhang Fan, and much younger than Zhang Fan, but the seniority is the same generation, so Zhang Fan is very open in front of the elder brother.

"Hehe, you! Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up. Even the devils don't come to your house. Master thought I, a senior brother, didn't understand the truth when he found out."

Senior brother turned around and scolded Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan smiled and said, "No need, Senior Brother, I'll take a taxi."

"Forget it, if you don't know the place, I'll send someone to pick you up."

At the entrance of Fangdong Hospital, Zhang Fan didn't wait long when a Commander stopped beside Zhang Fan.

Then a very spirited lad came down. "Are you Zhang Yuan?"

"Yes, I am, are you?"

"Hehe, hello Zhang Yuan, I work in the pharmaceutical industry. President Wang knew that I was here, so he quickly asked me to pick you up. Zhang Yuan, please get in the car."

"thanks!"