Chapter 1940 Oh my god, Zhang Heizi is here to be the dean.

"Academician can't do it, really can't do it. We only have a few academicians in total. Look at you, in the past two years, you have poached one for the child's wife, and seconded one for the infected one. In addition, academician Li Cunhou, who has skin, you tell me, 豼Are you embarrassed? The Chasu Hospital has been renovated. If it continues like this, Zhongyong will be destroyed by you sooner or later. Otherwise, when I retire next year, can you come back again? "

 The middle-aged boss is really helpless.

It can’t be stopped. Tea can provide top-notch income, and it can save these experts from worrying about scientific research funds. The most important thing is that the leaders are still going too far. This kind of treatment was originally enjoyed by Zhongyong, but now it seems that there are no children in the family. Although Zhongyong is adopted, there are no other children in the family, so he can be regarded as a pampered child. As a result, the tea is now getting richer.

 I am a serious person, there is no golden hair sect or local sect. Even the main leaders are cadres stationed in the border areas who have dedicated their youth and their descendants. After such a pure group has become more powerful and its level has improved, which leader would not love it.

 That is to say, Chasu is too far away, otherwise Chasu Hospital would probably be able to uproot the mediocre senior cadre ward.

Zhang Fan smiled shyly and did not dwell on this topic at all. It was a matter of digging or not. This was a normal exchange of talents. Moreover, there was definitely no way Zhang Fan would agree to him. Even though he was being a coward now, he would still kill Cha Su when he got the chance.

“Don’t worry, it won’t be touched by academicians this time, not even Jianghe scholars.”

“Oh!” Dean Zhongyong breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to Jinmao for a small meeting. As you know, Chasu can't stop things here. I'm a dean after all, right? I can't embarrass Hua Guo Medical. I just want to bring some people there. , give me a strong reputation."

"Bring some people? How many? If there are more than three, don't speak. Don't think I'm easy to bully."

“The 14T MRI gives priority to you, Zhongyong Endocrinology. I heard that you are studying the pancreas recently, so you will use it first in the future.”

"No more than 5!" The originally aggressive dean's voice was lowered by several decibels, but his eyes were full of contempt, as if to say: Damn, I can't afford a nouveau riche like you.

“Fifty departments are responsible for treating patients, and the age cannot exceed thirty years old.”

"Fifty? Come, come, come, you are a sword, you are the sword of China, just kill me with your sword." Zhang Fan's words made Dean Zhongyong laugh angrily. "Do you think these are potatoes from your province? If you plant a bud in the spring, you can harvest a sack in the autumn?"

"Are you contacting 14T in Minnesota? Okay, save some money. They only have one. I guess they don't have enough. How can it be used by China? Don't spend money when the time comes. People will tell you to queue up for five. Year. 20 surgical attendings, I don’t choose the department, there can’t be any less.”

The two of them were haggling with red heads and red faces, and the doctor who came in to pour tea was afraid that they would fight.

Look at Zhang Fan's physique, and then look at his boss's physique. With a full cup of tea, he stood outside the office and hesitated whether he should call the emergency center. In the end, he didn't call. He didn't know if he felt that his boss was resisting the beating. strong ability.

"Okay, for the last time, I will retire next year. Before next year, don't come to Zhongyong again. You are shameless. I can't let anyone say that Zhongyong was destroyed in my hands."

"Looking at what you said, Zhongyong has developed by leaps and bounds in your hands. You are the most powerful Zhongyong in history..."

"Okay, okay, I have a headache. Just drink some water and go. I'll send you the list in a few days."

The dean rubbed his head, really having no idea what to do with Zhang Fan.

"Your body looks like you are thirty years old. If you keep it a little better, you will be younger than me. Isn't it irresponsible to the country to retire so early? Otherwise, I will book your retirement five years in advance." At that time, please don’t think about coming to Zhongyong to re-employ, it will be cold when you leave, let me tell you..."

"Dean, I heard that Zhang Yuan is here... Hello, Zhang Yuan!" Dean Zhongyong was about to get angry, because it would be nothing to re-employ him, but after all, this job was only scheduled for five years, so he couldn't bear it anymore.

 Finally, before I could open my mouth, the chief director of the General Department of Foreign Affairs knocked on the door and came in.

In the medical industry, in addition to the strict discipline of the digital army, the fighting between the internal and external departments of local hospitals can be said to be like a chicken feather. For example, the boss of Zhongyong is an endocrinologist, and the older directors of the Department of Surgery actually don't care much about the dean.

 At this level and in such a hospital, to be honest, who doesn’t know a few tough-talking people?

"Dean, Director Song, I don't have..." The dean's student doctor stood at the door with a red face.

"Okay, go and do your work. Director Song, what's the matter?"

“I heard that Zhang Yuan is here, and I would like to ask Zhang Yuan to conduct a ward round for Corey in the morning.” This made Dean Zhongyong feel uncomfortable, because he was from the Department of Internal Medicine and rarely did ward rounds in the surgical department.

Dean Zhongyong didn't say anything. Instead, he glanced at Zhang Fan and his meaning was very clear, "Don't you have no time? Go ahead and do what you have to do."

Zhang Fan seemed to have misunderstood, "Oh, forget about the dean's ward rounds. I will follow Director Song's department to do the ward rounds and let me learn too."

 “Zhang Yuan, aren’t you laughing at me?” The two held hands, passionately in love, as if they wanted to have each other’s tongues in their mouths.

The director of the Department of General Surgery is a strong contender for the next position. However, doctors with a background in surgery at top hospitals in the capital are not as popular as those with a background in internal medicine. On the contrary, doctors with a background in surgery at top hospitals in Shanghai are more likely to become deans.

This time I probably wanted to find a ladder to climb up on. Zhang Fan is definitely a good ladder ladder. Not to mention other things, there are currently many hospital directors in the capital area. No one who has fought against Zhang Fan has won. of.

They are all smart people, they don’t even need to use their brains, they can just move their toes and know something.

 And Zhang Fan didn't simply feel that others really valued his level. But Zhang Fan really wouldn't refuse. After all, ward rounds are a way to get to know the young surgical doctors better.

  In the surgical building, things are going crazy.

“Get ready, Zhang Yuan will conduct a ward round with our principal later.”

"Zhang Yuan? Which Zhang Yuan? Isn't Zhang Yuan of our hospital in charge of logistics? Ask him to check the ward? Come and see the water, electricity, doors and windows?"

“You are the only one who talks a lot, Director Zhang Fan of Chasu Hospital.”

 “I’m going, is Zhang Yuan here to check the ward?” A group of people in the Department of Orthopedics were all in a panic.

The same goes for the Department of Thoracic Surgery. The deputy director even asked his boss in a low voice: "Is this the first person to explore the path?" and then made exchange gestures. This means that Zhang Fan has reserved the location of his hospital.

The big director shook his head, "He is the king and hegemon in one-third of an acre in Chasu. I heard that the leaders of Bird City can't do anything to him. He is not a master in Chasu, but he came here to be a grandson. Isn't he mentally ill?" What! Lao Song from the General Surgery Department, please invite him to do ward rounds. Isn’t this a good idea? Let’s also invite him to do ward rounds. The leaders and superiors give him special treatment!"

The deputy director kept nodding his head, as if he understood, and then suddenly said, "Director, I will organize it now and let the young and talented people in the department stand in the front row. I will not let them." Zhang Yuan thinks our **** are worse than those of ordinary women."

“Well, that’s hard work. Wasn’t the scientific research funding of your group not enough last time? This time the National Science Fund has come down, and our department also has a share..."

The surgery building in Zhongyong became busy. The general surgery department was originally invited, but several major departments joined in the fun. Those who had no idea had to follow the invitation and invited Zhang Fan to come for ward rounds. Although Zhang Fan is not the leader of the ministry, let alone the leader of the hospital.

But who knows that Chasu has world-class equipment? If Zhang Heizi is concerned about it, and when his own scientific research encounters a critical moment, he will use the equipment of Chasu. If Zhang Heizi just queues up, wouldn’t the day lily be cold? .

This thing is just like giving a gift during the New Year. If you give it, people may not remember you, but if you don’t give it, they will definitely remember you deeply. Therefore, the surgical building of Zhongyong Hospital began to be cleared, and the patients' family members were directly asked to go out and wait outside the department.

The doctors were relatively okay, but the young nurses were already chattering at this time, "Oh my God, my God, Zhang Heizi is going to come to our hospital to be the director, Zhang Heizi is going to come to our hospital to be the director, our salary is It's on par with Chasu. Sisters..."

A group of family members squatted in the stairwell, leaning on the crack in the door and looking in. "Didn't you have a ward check today? Why do you need to do a ward check again? Is the problem in my family serious again?" A middle-aged woman who spoke Xishan Mandarin was worried. asked.

“No, it’s probably the experts who are here. We are lucky. More advanced experts are here, probably to treat the leaders. Oops, we are so lucky. The capital is the capital.” A man speaking a Central Plains dialect rubbed his hands.

The directors are very reserved, but the doctors below are worried about their director's face, and at the same time they are thinking about how to behave in front of Zhang Yuan today.

 After all, Zhang Fan’s favorite expression of young people is already well known in the Chinese medical circle.

 “Hello Zhang Yuan!”

In the General Surgery Department, a group of doctors and nurses in white coats lined up in two lines, like handsome boys and girls in a bathing center, welcoming Zhang Fan with smiles.

"Today we have invited Dean Zhang Fan, who has a busy schedule, to come and conduct ward rounds for our dean. This is our honor. I hope that during the ward rounds, everyone will actively raise the problems and doubts they encounter at work. I will make it clear to everyone Make it clear that you must seize the opportunity one by one. Zhang Yuan is not easy to hire. After passing this village, you may not have such a good opportunity next time."

The director said the first two sentences very solemnly, but then he started to smile.

When the doctors saw it, they understood that this was really a question that needed to be asked.

Zhang Fan said politely: "Director Song is so polite. He praises me to the sky. It's not just a round of ward rounds by the dean, but we all discuss and discuss together."

The ward rounds began, Zhang Fan asked Director Song to go in front, Director Song pulled Zhang Fan and pushed Zhang Fan to the front of the team.

Director Song was half a step behind. He stretched out his hand to clear the way and said, "Zhang Yuan, please!"

 On the other side of Zhang Fan, the deputy director had prepared the medical records of the first ward patient, and he personally held them in his arms. Although he didn't say a word, the smile on his face, even if it was placed in the bathing center, would make it impossible for the guests to find any fault. It was too funny and came from the heart.

“Zhang Yuan, this is a patient who underwent surgery for liver cancer. The patient recovered well after the operation and the tumor was completely removed. However, the drainage tube suddenly collapsed yesterday. And the patient showed obvious signs of infection.”

 Mediocre surgery is really not something that comes out of nowhere. The first patient is quite difficult.

 (End of this chapter)