Chapter 283

Zhang Fan coughs twice. Will this person pay attention to the key points? "So you're going to leave the hospital now? You all right? No need to rest for a while? "

"No, it's OK."

He knows his own body.

Everything is sorted out and ready to go.

I am alone without any luggage.

"Since you are going to leave, please report to the dean. Last night, you had the operation. It was a terrible ghost! The president and vice president of the hospital have both moved out. The new instruments that the hospital just imported from Germany have also been moved here. There are more than 20 doctors in the operating room who are ready to sell the whole hospital to jiangbeiyuan as a foil! "

"I see."

Compared with the excitement of Zhang Fan, jiangbeiyuan is as calm and easygoing as ever, just a faint response.

On the dean's side, he will go back once.

Otherwise, the personnel relationship is still in the hospital, and he is still a doctor in the Central Hospital, which is a matter of nailing on the board.

"Oh, by the way, your mother yelled at your daughter-in-law in front of your bed yesterday. I told her to go back first. She said that she would come to see you this morning and wait for your mother to come. Now you are gone. What should she do?"

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan raises his wrist and looks at the following table.

It's eight in the morning. Pei Jinling usually gets up at half past eight.

"If she comes, you tell her that I have transferred to another hospital, and let her go to the people's hospital to find me."

"Ah?"

I don't know how to set sail.

"Why do you let me lie to your mother?"

"It's good for her to exercise," Jiang Beiyuan snorted. "Otherwise, I'll be full all day and have nothing to do."

Well

Zhang Fan swallows his saliva forcefully and stops at his stomach and spits:

it is indeed jiangbeiyuan. In terms of calculation, he can't even let his parents go.

……

The end of the corridor on the eighth floor of the central hospital.

In an office, there are several landscapes, flowers and birds paintings hanging on the transparent white wall. The old doctor in white coat is practicing calligraphy. The atmosphere of calligraphy and calligraphy is floating in the air, and the pure music of guzheng is flowing slowly in every corner.

There was a knock on the door outside. It was gentle, not impatient.

The old Dean said, "come in.".

A casual man, one handed pocket, eyebrows and eyes such as carving, face without yesterday's pale, a pair of black eyes deep firm, with a breath of mint.

"It turned out to be Dr. Xiaojiang. It seems that he has recovered quickly since the beginning of the serious illness!"

The Dean put down his brush, looked at jiangbeiyuan with dim eyes, and then waved to him with a smile.

"You just came here to help me study ink."

“……”

Standing in front of the president, Jiang Beiyuan stood at the head of the hospital, with thin lips. "President, I'm here --"

"what's the hurry? Help me to study ink first!"

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan did so.

Standing by the dean's side, he was 188, more than a head taller than the rickety old man.

"Xiaojiang, what do you think of my writing?"

Jiangbeiyuan glanced at the calligraphy on it.

Rough and vigorous writing, "and line and cherish" five characters.

He took back his eyes. Well, the tone was light. "Average."

"Hahahaha --"

the Dean rubbed his chin beard, not angry but smiling.

"It's really worthy of being Dr. Jiang. In our whole hospital, you are the only one who never looks at anyone's face when talking. Director Wang Shuang has complained about your pain in front of me before!"

"To be honest."