[912, Anesthesiologist, He Junjin, found his contact information. 】
Director Qiu Qiu sent a message to one of his doctors.
Soon, the man wrote back and said he was looking for it immediately.
Director Qiu Qi went to chat with Boss Zheng and Su Yun, but in another space, he was busy cooking.
[Who knows the anesthesiologist of 912? 】
In an anesthesia group, the screen was swiped by news. Another anesthesia group was also swiped by the news.
This kind of thing is rare, and it happens occasionally, it is all about personal privacy. Those who don't know don't speak, and know's private chat.
Suddenly, several anaesthetists sent the WeChat business card of the 912 doctor he knew to this person. Then let him wait a moment, contact the other person, say hello first.
Otherwise, some people will hate to take the liberty to add friends.
After ten years, the doctors under Director Qiu were drawn into a special group.
[This is Dr. Luo from 912 Anesthesiology Department, you guys talk. 】
[Mr. Luo, hello, may I have a doctor named He Junjin? 】
The anesthesiologist of Director Qiu Qiu quickly expressed his respect and explained his purpose briefly.
Everyone is very busy. It's still the weekend, so don't be embarrassed. It's more annoying.
【Lao He? He Junjin? Are you asking him something? 】
The 912 doctor asked cautiously.
[Our director suddenly said that he wanted to find this teacher, it is estimated that he encountered some problems in the scientific research he was doing. 】
The anesthesiologist under Director Qiu Qiu started making things up, in short, he must pick up the good ones first. Huahua sedan people carry people, at this time do not make people misunderstand the trouble to find Lao He.
【……】
[Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Tiannan Province ...]
In an anxiety, he even forgot the most important thing. After briefly introducing his identity, the 912 anesthesiologist said that he should contact Lao He first.
Lao He was reading at home. He was thinking about time. At half past three in the afternoon, the girl who had to go to make-up classes would go home.
Boss Zheng is going to have an operation on a small stone. It looks like that. One operation is nothing, and there must be another. This kind of surgery becomes more difficult.
Laohe is doing his homework in advance, searching for relevant literature reports for young children and cachexia.
As long as Boss Zheng needs it, Lao He feels that he must do enough preparations to avoid any situation that he can't handle during the operation.
Laohe is not worried that the patient will not come to Taiwan. Boss Zheng is there. These are all clouds. But as soon as Boss Zheng directs the command in the middle, his role is reduced to an outrageous degree.
I can't always be a sound engineer in my life. Just fortunately, I can't guarantee my position in the medical team.
And any sound engineer can do it, there is always a day to eat the old one. Although the sisters of the Chu family were honest and well-behaved, they met once and performed an operation with a level of difficulty. They also called themselves Teacher He.
But Ke Laohe was always afraid of being laid off.
Hurry to follow Boss Zheng's footsteps all the time, absolutely must not hinder.
Laohe devoted himself to studying a case report of anesthesia in a child with a cachexia state at a young age. There are not many such things. It seems that he has to go to the group to ask, who has similar experience.
This kind of experience, without going through the big data screen, can only explore it by myself.
I was really distressed. Boss Zheng's operation was about to break through the sky. He barely kept up and needed to go all out.
I still find time to ask Boss Zheng? Either Yun Geer will do. Although Boss Zheng has not been anesthetized from beginning to end, his level is definitely higher than himself.
Why did Boss Zheng go? Seems to be out of consultation. I only took Yun Brother this time. When will I be inseparable from Boss Zheng?
Lao He sighed, but before this sigh was over, the phone rang, and Lao He jumped.
喂 "Hello? Little radish, what's the matter?"
"Uh ... Tiannan? Director of Anesthesiology Department, Medical University Affiliated Hospital? I remember Qiulai."
"Look for me to do scientific research? Don't talk nonsense, this weekend, I watch TV at home."
Dr. Luo Luo repeatedly stated that it was true, saying that an anesthesiologist in the First Affiliated Hospital of Tiannan Medical University spread the net to find Lao He in the group of many anesthetists.
Wu Laohe was not flattered. He was in his forties, and he was displaced in the first half of his life. It's not too bad to say that you are insulting, but you don't feel how you are because of such a thing.
Everything must be a demon! Lao He thought to himself.
He cautiously agreed to the request, and after adding the WeChat of the doctor in Tiannan, a lot of compliments came along.
【you are……】
[Mr. He, our director specifically asked me to find you, and finally contacted you! Wait a minute, I brought in our director, and you talked with the director in detail. 】
I finished talking, and there was no direct establishment of the group, but a few seconds of silence.
【Can you see it? 】
I haven't forgotten to say hello to him politely, Lao He smiled, this child is very cautious.
[No problem, we are all alone, you're welcome. 】
Wu Laohe kept thinking about what was going on in his mind, which led a big director to find himself in the anesthesia group.
Tiannan ... Well, didn't Boss Zheng go to Tiannan? Could it be any trouble? !!
It's impossible too. I won't come to myself if I get into trouble. Even if he was looking for himself, Yun Geer called.
Bewildered, until a stranger added his WeChat.
的 The remark information below is anesthesiology ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Qiu.
Mr. Qiu, director Qiu!
Laohe quickly clicked through, his heart hung up. What the **** is going on, we'll see soon.
[Mr. He, long and long. 】
Lao He looked at the message sent by Director Qiu, and froze. A series of commercial blows and rainbow farts were all forgotten.
Ye Jiuyang, a woolen yarn, you chief of a department Jiuyang my little doctor? !!
[Mr. He, Boss Zheng is still here with me. I won't talk anymore. Let's leave a contact information. I will go to a meeting in Didu in a few days and visit. 】
I really do! Lao He froze for a moment, then came to her senses.
[Director Qiu, don't you teacher, when do you come to the capital, say in advance, I will pick you up at the airport. 】
[You're welcome. I'll talk in detail when I'm free. 】
Lay down your phone, Lao He really wonders.
I did n’t go out, so the status of the rivers and lakes soared?
Domestic ... not to mention a handful, but the top 20 directors of anesthesia departments in large tertiary hospitals will be kind to call Mr. He?
Lao He said it was very useful. He was kind to Director Qiu, but a smile that couldn't stop his face appeared.
What did Boss Zheng do again, even raising his status? However, Lao He didn't ask in a hurry. Instead, ask Yun Geer after they return.