Chapter 693

The medical industry is a little funny. Scandals can spread all over the world from the north and south of the river in an instant. For example, a doctoral or master's degree tutor asks students which one, and then it can become a topic in the medical circle regardless of the north and south.

Once there is a merit, for example, the southern medical circle has made a great merit, the northern medical circle tends to be temporarily deaf, and vice versa.

At that time, the meeting of the north and the South was still a specific factor. As a result, people were killed on the operating table. The only cooperative operation of the top experts from the north and the South ended with the resignation of the two ministerial presidents.

Therefore, when Zhang Fan's fire exploded in the south of the river, there was little movement in the north.

"Zhang, Miss Zhang, where are you in that hospital?" After closing the abdomen, the doctor's mouth of the third assistant was dry. He couldn't say what he wanted to say about Dr. Zhang. On the way, he called out Mr. Zhang.

"Hehe, tea vegetable people's hospital!"

"Oh!" The doctor was stunned, not surprised, but puzzled, "tea vegetable, what ghost, foreign cities? Translated name? " He was embarrassed to ask again.

He doesn't know, but someone knows.

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

"Hehe, why? Have you been there? " Zhang Fan smiled and looked at the crowd.

"No, no, I haven't been there, but one of my classmates is going to support the border there this year!"

"Oh, really? Please remember my phone number. When your classmates are sure to go to Zhibian, they must contact me. Please."

"No, no, it's a little help. Don't be so polite." The doctor was also very happy to get Zhang Fan's phone.

Old Wu looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, but the doctor who watched said with endless emotion: "support an egg. At this level, it's almost the same to study!"

"Frontier!"

"He comes from the frontier, my God!"

"It's incredible!"

The crowd was full of disbelief.

"How do you feel? You seem to have gained something?" After Zhang Fan finished, old Wu asked.

"Martial uncle, it's not a little, but very huge. Your words may have saved me three or four years. "

"Ha ha, it's good to have a harvest." With that, the old man asked the observation group, "how much less time has this operation taken today than usual?"

"An hour!"

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

"In this way, Zhang Fan, you will write another paper on the simultaneous progress of pancreatic duct jejunal side-to-side anastomosis, which will be completed in these days."

"Oh!" Although Zhang Fan promised happily, the embarrassed expression on his face was still very obvious. Surgery, he can do it.

Papers, give him a little more time, can barely write them, but in a few days, he really can't do it.

Check the same, find data, and even go to foreign paper websites. To tell the truth, he can't write it even if he is tied to the computer in a few days.

Looking at Zhang Fan's embarrassed face, the old man knows why, but others don't know.

"Oh, my God, Mr. Wu will check for him himself. He doesn't want to. That's right. If I had this awesome surgical technique, I could be so proud. "

Old Wu looked around. He knew Zhang Fan's difficulties, so he wanted to find someone to help Zhang Fan. Before he spoke, Dr. Sanshu, who had undergone surgery, jumped out immediately.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Zhang, I think I can start in this paper and check the data."

"Well, Chen Hao, you can do this paper well with Zhang Fan. Help him more."

Old Wu nodded. Old Wu said the truth, while Chen Hao listened and thought it was old Wu who found steps for him.

He was so moved that he couldn't speak. His voice was like a rusty bolt.

"Well! Um! Yes! " He nodded with tears in his eyes. Can a person who can dance with Wu on the laurel of general surgery need his ordinary doctor's help? Really, he felt that Wu was so protective of him that he would write his paper beautifully even if he didn't eat or drink.

"I'll go. Why didn't I stand up early? There are records of the operation, and the operator is also there. How simple this paper is. This is the result I got. Ah!"

Many doctors in the observation group want to slap themselves in the face, step by step.

"Old Wu, the dining car of the canteen is coming. They cooked you Tremella porridge."

"How many times have you said not to specialize."

"A bowl of porridge!"

The head nurse of the operating room stood at the door of the operating room, said softly to old Wu, and nodded to Zhang Fan.

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

The old man nodded and didn't say more, but when he walked, he gently pulled Zhang Fan's forearm and spoke as he walked: "if you want to be the same and think through, you should consolidate it, and strive to experience more when the brain is most active, so as to gain more. I'll arrange different pancreatic surgery tomorrow. "

"Yes!"

One operation of the two was like cooperating with their comrades in arms for half a life. Suddenly, what kind of super tacit understanding made Wu very comfortable.

This kind of comfortable, very strong, if you describe it, it's like you eat an egg or a boiled egg, and you choke.

I'm about to choke. Suddenly someone gives you a soft and fierce blunt impact on your abdomen. Boom! When the egg comes out, the feeling of oxygen filling the airway and the pleasure of free breathing fill the brain.

Old Wu felt a little like this at this time. Master loneliness is not used to pretend to be forced, but really lonely.

The old man has been standing on the peak for too long. He doesn't know how many years. He has been in the operation for a long time. Today, he finally felt it again.

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. Therefore, old Wu can't help but appreciate Zhang Fan from appreciation to licking the calf of his younger generation.

He didn't feel it, nor did Zhang Fan. However, I just feel so natural and ordinary, as if I should be born like this.

Although the crowd following them could not hear what the old man said to Zhang Fan, this intimate action was too jealous.

To tell you the truth, including the director of the pancreatic department, wanted to kick Zhang Fan away.

"This guy doesn't have his mother's last name, does he?"

"Pull!"

Fang Dong's staff canteen is not comparable to the tea vegetable canteen. The food of the army is very good. After a few hours of surgery, Zhang Fan looked at the rows of food in the canteen and his saliva was coming down.

Eat. Although the dishes fried in a large pot and stove are a little more refined than those in a small stove, they also have a forthright taste.

Wu old age Ji is old, and after dinner, he doesn't eat much, but Zhang Fan is different.

Two braised meat, two chicken legs, sweet and sour fish, well, braised beef, rotten soft beef and potatoes stewed in a big pot, darling!

What Zhang Fan eats is called a fragrant, raindrop like chopsticks, chewing like a crusher, library wipe! Library wipe! It makes people look particularly sweet. Old Wu, who had no appetite, couldn't help holding a bowl of rice when he watched Zhang Fan eat so fragrant.

"Well, this guy can really eat!" Some young doctors sitting nearby were stunned at Zhang Fan's eating.

Zhang Fan on the operating table gave them unexpected surprise, and in the canteen, they saw what appetite is.

"I can eat if I can, but I can't help that others are better than us. Alas, after dinner, I don't have any appetite.

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

Another thin doctor looked at Zhang Fan's eating appearance and said with emotion and envy.

People are so weird. If Zhang Fan was a doctor who came to study today, watched on the operating table for a long time, and then returned to the canteen to eat like this, someone would definitely say that he is a loser.

Now, there is an idea in everyone's mind that the surgical technology may not be improved for a time, but can't you catch up with you?

As a result, they really couldn't catch up. The operation couldn't even compare with eating. The director of the pancreatic Department looked particularly ugly.

"Hehe, being young is good. When I was your age, a person could eat a pot of rice!"

Old Wu didn't know whether he was bragging or he was really short of oil and water. Looking at Zhang Fan, the old man drank tremella soup and said with a smile.

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

Zhang Fan didn't say you were the best.

"Ha ha, isn't it? Having a good body is capital. Look, your master is several years younger than me. As a result, he withdrew from clinical practice early. On weekdays, he not only needs to study more, but also needs to exercise more.

I'll tell you, I play table tennis very well. I've won the champion of the logistics department before. " The old man said proudly with a small bowl.

Zhang Fan looked at the old man, "ha ha!" He smiled, but he thought so.

"Table tennis? You say a football, I also believe that table tennis, you can win the championship? It must be someone else's water! "

While eating and chatting, the old man liked Zhang Fan more and more. He seemed to see his shadow in those years.

"Slow down, chew and swallow slowly!"

Looking at the uncontrollable old man and the young doctors around him, it's really called envy, jealousy and hatred.

"After you consolidate for a few days, I'll contact your master and ask your master to come to the magic capital."

"Oh!"

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"When did you come here? Don't tell me! If it weren't for the circle of friends sent by others, I wouldn't know you were here. " After dinner, Zhang Fan just returned to the expert building. As a result, the elder martial brother of magic capital called.

"Ouch, my elder martial brother, I'm going to find you in the next few days. I wanted to surprise you! "

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

"Oh, you! Where are you now? I'll send someone to pick you up. Demons don't come home. Master thought I didn't understand the truth. "

Master elder brother turned around and scolded Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan smiled and said, "no, elder martial brother, I'll take a taxi."

"Forget it. I'll send someone to pick you up if you're not familiar with your life."

At the gate of Fangdong hospital, Zhang Fan didn't wait long. A commander stopped beside Zhang Fan.

Then a very energetic young man came down“ You are Zhang Yuan, aren't you? "

"Yes, I am. Are you?"

"Hehe, Hello, Zhang Yuan. I'm from XX pharmaceutical. President Wang knows I'm here, so he quickly asked me to pick you up. Zhang Yuan, please get on the bus."

"Thank you!"