Chapter 1815 There are beetles everywhere

In the early morning, after Zhang Fan woke up, he stood on a floor more than 200 meters high. Looking out in front of the large glass floor, the scenery was really gray, as if a sandstorm broke out in Su Province every spring. It was a building Everything seemed to be covered with a layer of gray stockings. Moreover, the sea here feels like a pool of salt water, without the surging feeling of the sea on Qingniao Island.

In the past, Zhang Fan felt that successful people were shooting advertisements where they stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the country they had built.

It felt very awesome, and it was like having a panoramic view of all the mountains. Zhang Fan felt it today. He could only curse and walk a little further. It was hard to say whether the mountains were small or small. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows was definitely a fear of heights. Yes, the brain, a disabled organ, kept sending out signals for Zhang Fan to jump.

“Zhang Yuan, a proposal has been sent from China.” Wang Hong’s face was not very good.

 “Why, didn’t you have a good rest?”

“Not really, it’s just that this proposal is a bit interesting. Take a look for yourself!”

Wang Hong didn’t say much and handed the proposal directly to Zhang Fan.

"I'm going to have a meeting with the major medical teams today. I have to eat well in the morning. Let me tell you, you will have enough energy to quarrel after eating and drinking enough. Use your usual appetite to take advantage of the cheap prices in your own hospital cafeteria. eat more!"

Wang Hong smiled, turned and left. Wang Hong is becoming more and more mature, which makes Zhang Fan miss the old Wang Hong a little bit. Although sometimes it can make people jump with anger, Wang Hong at that time seemed more real and real, but now Well, just like the twin peaks after marriage, we see more and more gaps.

There is no trace of the youthful excitement of the past, but a heavy sense of maturity that people cannot grasp, so people are cheap, and Zhang Fan is no exception!

Hand holding the proposal, Zhang Fan didn’t take it seriously.

 After returning to the room, Zhang Fan read the proposal.

The proposal was very thick. Zhang Fan took a quick look at it and found that a small number of people agreed with Zhang Fan's surgical method, while the vast majority did not agree.

At the Tutanzi Hospital in the capital, the doctors were gathered together again in the large conference room of Shenwai.

“How about Dean, has there been any feedback from Ah Guo? The opinions sent by so many of our experts and professors will definitely make Zhang Fan a little cautious.

 This is not a simple operation. This is going abroad to perform an operation on a head of state. This operation not only affects Zhang Fan's international reputation, but also affects the international reputation of Hua Guo Medical. "

A vice-dean was half-climbing on the conference table anxiously, his **** feeling like it was hanging on the chair. Really, he was so anxious that something was going to happen to A Guo, and Zhang Fan was going to kill him with a knife. Just like a corpse on the operating table.

"It's the former head of state. No one is here. Please be patient." The dean didn't even raise his head or even pay attention to his deputy.

"If you urge me, if it doesn't work, we can give the department some suggestions." The vice-dean leaned back slightly, his buttocks sitting on the chair.

 The dean raised his head and put down the document in his hand, "If you urge me, you can also give some suggestions to the department!"

 The deputy dean smiled slightly awkwardly, "How can that be done? How can that be done? It is not in line with organizational procedures."

 “It’s okay if you know it doesn’t fit in!” The dean didn’t give him any face.

 The deputy dean's expression changed, his muscles stiffened for a few moments, then he got up and went outside the conference room, picking up his phone as he walked.

 The hospital, like other units, still suffers from serious internal strife. Zhang Fan saw it once with his own eyes. The city sent a group of surgeons to support the bird market. At the reception banquet, the vice-dean, who was a surgeon, waited for the dean and the others to finish speaking and toasting, and he held the Wine Glass stood up and just spoke.

The dean waved his hand and said, "Stop talking. Everyone understands what you mean." He didn't give me any face. Any comradeship or friendship with colleagues was nonsense.

With a team like Chasu Hospital, to be honest, we may not be able to find such a top-level hospital in Manchuria.

The deputy dean of Tutanzi comes from a business background. He has always wanted to become the top leader, but he lacks qualifications. I didn't even think about flying to A country, after all, China doesn't have this tradition.

Unexpectedly, Chasu Zhang Fan was invited. When the surgery plan was sent to him yesterday, he felt that hope had come. If the country rejected this plan, would his own surgery plan be able to replace it? Maybe Aguo would. Choose your own plan, isn’t this an opportunity?

Zhang Fan is too adventurous. He went over to perform a conservative operation and let the old man complete the treatment without dying. Maybe he could also raise his **** and become a chief dean of a top-level hospital in the capital, right?

Furthermore, he doesn’t have many opportunities. In more than a year, his age will be within the threshold line. Once he reaches the threshold, even if he becomes an academician, he will have no chance of promotion.

He has thought about it, if he becomes the dean, he will first build a building, buy equipment, and then allocate 300,000 yuan for everyone to bid. Will he live in a villa with a swimming pool for the rest of his life, or continue to live in a welfare room allocated by the work unit? , it depends on this year.

The vice-president left the conference room, returned to his office, took out his phone and started talking: "Mr. Li, please ask me, Zhang Fan, who is tea-stricken, did it randomly and stabbed directly from the brain. Isn't this nonsense? , not to mention the surgical field of view at all, and completely overturning your cranial surgery guidelines.

If you put people's corpses on the operating table, it will bring shame on our country. This is a major matter of national importance. As a senior person outside the brain, you must stand up and speak out. "

 Some old men are old, and although their physical flexibility is no longer good, their eyes are as bright as thieves who want to commit crimes at night, and they are as shrewd as monkeys.

 Some old men are so confused that they cannot tell the difference between men's and women's toilets at a young age.

The old man who answered the phone was as thief as a monkey. Every year the leader expressed condolences, and every year he would be displayed like a mascot at the annual meeting outside the brain, and he would say a few words.

After listening to this, the old man said ambiguously: "This is a big matter. It has become so serious. I must pay attention to it. You are now one of the leaders outside the brain. Your words also have weight. As a person, Doctors still have to be responsible when they should take responsibility.

 You speak first, you react first. After all, I have retired, but I still have to speak at critical moments! "

 After hanging up the phone, the old man said to his daughter-in-law: "Help me check the Chasu Hospital."

"Okay dad, I'll go now!" The daughter-in-law spoke very clearly and served attentively. The main thing is that it's not good if she doesn't pay attention. Not to mention the salary of more than 10,000 yuan a month for the old man's life, there are also allowances. The leader comes to care about him from time to time. My husband can also go to other provinces to hold drug conferences under the banner of the old man.

Every moment, the little daughter-in-law hurriedly ran over with a bewildered face, as if she was followed by a handsome man with a knife, "Dad, dad, Chasu Hospital is a decent hospital!"

“Don’t be ridiculous, there are only three local hospitals with positive hydrocarbon level in the country, how can he be the fourth one.”

“Real dad, he was promoted the year before last.”

"Oh, let me take a look. The old man took it and took a look." Then he gently put down the tablet, closing his eyes as if it was in his buttocks, "Do you still want to report it to your superiors?"

 The old man raised his head and glanced, "That's nonsense."

The vice president of Tutanzi here hung up the phone and entered the conference room with steady steps. After giving the principal a sideways glance, he returned to his position.

 In a short time, everyone in the conference room was here. After the dean coughed, he said: "Yuan Zhang, I have sent you feedback from abroad.

 First of all, I would like to thank all our colleagues in the hospital. Secondly, Zhang Yuan roughly explained the success rate of his surgery..."

After the dean finished speaking, the jumping deputy dean stood up: "He still continues with his surgical plan? Dean, we must make suggestions to our superiors."

“I’ve been talking for a long time, don’t you understand? Is this under your control or mine?” After saying this, the dean stood up and left.

The deputy dean thought for a while and made a call to the department.

 After receiving the call, the Ministry was actually very confused.

This is not to say that if you perform an appendix operation, you can pull out a lot of people to give you pointers with just a swipe.

But for the kind of surgery that Zhang Fan was going to perform, it was quite difficult to find someone with the same level of expertise, let alone someone who could provide guidance.

And the most important thing is that they actually don’t have the power to command Zhang Fan, but they don’t seem to be too weak, so they replied to the vice president that we will take it seriously.

 Aguo, the current turban brother leads a group of turban brothers, some old and some young, all men. Zhang Fan heard some unreliable information from Lao Chen and said that they had a tribal system or some form of public consultation. Anyway, it sounded like something like the Eight Kings of the Qing Dynasty.

Zhang Fan didn't know whether he was reliable or not, but Zhang Fan knew that he would definitely not let this group of people determine the surgical plan. If they were really allowed to determine it, they would be too disrespectful to the old man with a crooked mouth in the ward. Something happened. It was probably just to show some grandness or come to witness something like that.

 After a while, the surgical plans began to be explained on the screen one by one.

In general, Mishima and Gaul Demao's plan is conservative treatment, and Lao Maozi, who was very powerful here at the time, has become lonely. Although their team has also given a treatment plan, it is relatively Said that compared with several other teams, their plan has lagged behind.

 The active treatment is surgery, only tea and mayo.

The princes of Aguo were shocked, because Tea Su’s plan and Mayo’s plan were almost exactly the same, and even the surgical path was no different.

 Why they can understand it is because the pictures of the two teams on the big screen are almost identical except for the text.

Zhang Fan glanced slightly at Dr. Huang Mao from Mayo, and Dr. Huang Mao glared back at Zhang Fan not to be outdone.

Zhang Fan was stared at inexplicably, "How come these guys don't know how to be educated at all? Damn!"

 Hijab Brother’s team chatted for a while, but after a while, they actually chose surgery.

Perhaps they went in and twisted Mr. Crooked Mouth's thigh flesh again.

 The other teams saw that they did not choose conservative treatment, so they could only shrug their shoulders and wave their hands helplessly, making their heads look like hairy buds.

 They did not leave the venue, they just sat and watched how the tea team and the golden retriever team began to demonstrate and describe their surgical plan!

 (End of this chapter)