Chapter 687

It's not easy to be a secretary, and it's even harder to be a good secretary. Someone once said that people who can stand out in the Secretary industry will have nothing to stop him in the future.

Su Yuan, who graduated from the Department of public health, did not take the civil service examination. Instead, he entered the hospital. His official documents were airtight and people were smart. Finally, relying on his grandfather's experience of starvation with old Wu, he became old Wu's secretary.

Old Wu looked at Zhang Fan gently. After drinking a mouthful of tea, the old man was not polite.

"Did you bring the paper?" The tea Zhang Fan drank was almost choked out by the old man.

"Martial uncle, here you are."

"Well, show me, you drink yours!" That's what he said, but Zhang Fan couldn't really do it. After taking out his paper, he didn't drink tea, so he waited for Wu's inquiry.

Xue (a) is silly as soon as he enters the door. Don't mention drinking tea. Even if he is sitting on the sofa, he is sitting in danger and has a straight body.

"My God, this is old Wu. I saw old Wu. I'm still sitting in Mr. Wu's office. Mr. Wu smiled at me and greeted me! " Xue (a) Fei's eyes stare like cattle.

Wu Lao's position in the Jianghu of Chinese surgery can be said that as long as he comes out of a regular medical college, he is expected to become a fan of this.

The old man's life is to open the system more powerful than Zhang Fan. His dazzling medical achievements, Xue (a) Fei called before he was excited to meet, which is already a strong determination of the baby.

"Hehe, you're clever. The king of cancer, let me see if you have any real opinions." The old man picked up his reading glasses and began to read the paper.

Papers are either accumulated or studied assiduously and tirelessly to prove the ideological and academic spark.

Zhang Fan's article is not a spark, but it also brings together some experience from Zhang Fan's liver. It doesn't look particularly brilliant, but it's very practical.

Just like Zhang Fan, he has no gorgeous appearance, but he can make his skills impressive by his own efforts.

The old man sometimes nodded, sometimes shook his head, sometimes frowned, or took out his pen to write and draw on Zhang Fan's paper.

Zhang Fan has a bottom but no bottom. He can't say it himself. From his own point of view, many things in journals look like such a thing. In fact, he doesn't know how many years he has written over and over.

In his paper, there are real clinical data and some prospects. Zhang Fan, who works so hard, has not completed the task of surgical system at present. Therefore, his system is unreliable in writing the paper.

He also implemented some of his ideas in surgery. Originally, he thought that the system would not tell him the future direction of medical development. I could experiment by myself.

Unfortunately, his idea or prospect passed the first step and succeeded in the second step. When he counted more than one step, he didn't know what was wrong, and the system wouldn't tell him what was wrong.

This is a big one. If you try one by one, Zhang Fan will stop doing anything and spend a day with the system.

Therefore, sometimes, Zhang Fan gets angry when he has no clue in the system, but the system adheres to the bottom line of the number of tasks.

However, Zhang Fan also wants to understand that medical treatment is originally a matter of human life, and it can't be too cautious.

"Dean, there's another meeting at the field hospital in the afternoon. Look..." Su Yuan raised his hand and looked at his wrist watch, so he gently reminded him.

"Oh, I almost forgot. In this way, Zhang Fan, put the paper here first and I'll help you change it. The things are a little, but the format and words are too rough. You know you didn't pay attention at a glance. "

The old man said with a smile. Zhang Fan heard it was called a sweat. The old man gave Zhang Fan face because Zhang Fan's paper had something, so he gave face. The old man is usually very rigorous.

Zhang Fan's paper is a little rough. To tell you the truth, he didn't go to the medical paper course in those years. Now he figured it out by himself according to the format in the journal.

"I'll ask Xiao Su to take you to the expert building of the hospital and find you a room. You can have a good rest.

Since you talked about the king of cancer, there will be an operation tomorrow. How about it? Do you want to go? "

The old man looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, just like an old cat fishing.

"Want to go, martial uncle, thesis..."

Mr. Wu waved his hand. "In China, there is a layer of people who can write papers, but few dare to go to the king of cancer. These are all sections.

I don't care about you at night. You young people move freely. "

"OK, martial uncle. When I came here, I brought some snow lotus to honor you. "

It is estimated that Zhang fan can give gifts in old Wu's office, but old Wu still doesn't refuse.

There is no big mistake in the paper, and Zhang Fan's heart will be stable, that is, his martial uncle. If he meets Zhang Fan's master today, it is estimated that he can talk to Zhang Fan.

This is the difference between master and martial uncle. It doesn't mean that martial uncle is easier to talk.

On the contrary, his uncle is not easy to talk, but their research directions are different. One is partial to theory and the other is more clinical. Therefore, in terms of papers, Zhang Fan still thinks his uncle is easy to talk.

"Hehe, I have a heart. It's the little disciple who closes the door." The old man happily took the snow lotus sent by Zhang Fan to watch.

In fact, he is an old man of Western medicine and knows a lot about snow lotus. Those who turn over and over exaggerate: "have a heart, have a heart."

I really like Zhang Fan. I really see Zhang Fan's craftsmanship. Otherwise, the status of others and the status of general level can be reduced by a snow lotus?

……

Su Yuan flew out of the administration building with Zhang Fan and Xue (a) immersed in excitement.

"Zhang Yuan, the expert building is over there. What's your phone number? If you want to come to the dean's office in the future, call me and I'll pick you up."

"Thank you, Director Su."

"No trouble, no trouble, there's no trouble."

……

The room arranged by Su Yuan is estimated to be the best room in the expert building, with two rooms and one living room, even the study. It is estimated that it is not cheap to find such a room in the hotel in the magic capital.

After su yuan left, Zhang Fan began to rush people: "well, I've packed up, what should you do?"

He and Xue (a) Fei were still martial brothers at the beginning. As a result, Zhang Fan walked too fast. The name of martial brother has not been implemented yet, and Zhang Fan has become higher and higher.

However, their relationship is still good, and they can be regarded as having experienced the friendship of life and death together, so Zhang Fan's words are not very polite.

"No, Zhang Yuan, you are not familiar with life. I'll accompany you. Such a big house is still Fangdong's expert building. You let me stay for one night."

"Fuck off, hurry up. I have something else to do. I have to go to college to see my sister. "

"Oh. Oh, I'm leaving! " Xue (a) has no choice but to leave reluctantly.