All over the world, countries around the world are actually similar. If you want to be a leader, you probably won't be able to do it without having some experience in the city.
It's hard to figure out how to take over a country that can't even cook a good meal. It's a country that has studied bureaucratic culture for thousands of years to seize the president, or in a city that gathers China's high-end talents.
This may also be the endearing thing about technology. If you don’t have the brains to be an official, it will definitely be uncomfortable if you insist on taking a top position. I guess after suffering this once or twice, you will no longer want to be an official.
Looking at Senior Brother Zhang Fan's posture, he didn't want to smash him to death with a hammer, but wanted to subdue him, so seeing the other party turning around and walking away, Senior Brother Zhang Fan didn't say much.
Instead, he said to Zhang Fan: "Don't be careless. I'll prepare whatever you need."
"No preparations! Just regular preoperative preparations!" Zhang Fan said nonchalantly.
Zhang Fan didn't have any requirements, but Director Jiang was different. Special surgical instruments, special surgical gloves, and special surgical clothes were all prepared one by one by the emergency center nurses.
Zhang Fan saw that the ties on the surgical gown behind Director Jiang were tied into bows, and he didn't know what he was thinking of, so he couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Maybe it’s because I remembered that there was a prick in the pig’s tail…
Anyway, Director Jiang's medical skills haven't been seen yet, but he shows that he is a British model.
As Zhang Fan entered, salesmen from the equipment dealer also entered the operating room, and Lao Jiang also had a specific one, who seemed to be the business representative of some British medical equipment company in China.
I don't know what the baby was thinking, but he came back from Mishima in despair, and he still couldn't forget it. Maybe the hardships he suffered outside made him even more unforgettable.
"Dr. Zhang, the patient's humerus on both sides has comminuted fractures. The radiographs have been hung up. Take a look and see which side you want to do."
When he learned that Zhang Fan was from Chasu, he was no longer polite and didn't want to be polite anymore.
Zhang Fan became a doctor directly from the dean, but Zhang Fan was not used to it, since he was a doctor to begin with.
Moreover, Zhang Fan was not so proud that he went to the operating table without even looking at the X-ray of the fracture. This was not only irresponsible to himself, but also irresponsible to the patient.
"Okay!" Zhang Fan nodded, and took Xue (a) Fei to stand in front of the movie viewing machine and watched it carefully.
Seeing Zhang Fan's serious attitude, Director Jiang, who originally looked down on him, nodded. Let's not talk about his unskilled skills. This calmness and meticulousness are what a surgeon must have.
After seeing the fractures, Zhang Fan said: "The fractures on both sides are almost identical. I can do it on either side."
"Okay, you can do it on the right side. It's more convenient! My equipment is mass-produced and is more precise than conventional equipment. What kind of equipment do you need? You can suggest it and I can ask the equipment dealer to give it to you right away. Prepare."
After saying that, Director Jiang unfolded his equipment for Zhang Fan to take a look, as if a rich kid was showing off Fuji's lollipop to a poor kid. Have you tried the rainbow?
Zhang Fan took a look, and although he didn't say anything, he didn't think so in his heart, "It's nothing. What I do at Chasu is probably no worse than this."
Knights love knives, and doctors actually like more convenient instruments. However, because the surgeries Zhang Fan performed were too complicated, they couldn't have a specific set of instruments for each discipline, so there were no special needs.
Director Jiang is also aboveboard, and if he wants to win, he must be obedient to the other party.
"Uh! I don't care..." Zhang Fan hadn't finished speaking yet.
The Johnson & Johnson business manager who followed into the operation immediately said:
"Zhang Yuan, we found a set of equipment that was specially made according to your height and shape.
This time you can feel it first, and when you have enough time, our engineers will come to measure your hand data in person and create a set of orthopedic instruments specifically tailored for you!"
"Well!"
"Uh!" Not only Zhang Fan was surprised, but also Chiang Kai-shek found it incredible, but after thinking about it again, he figured it out.
"Hey, a little dean of a small frontier hospital actually has such great power that even giant companies bend down and lick him! This is the charm of a dean!"
"It's not sterilized, so I can't get on the operating table!" When Zhang Fan heard that there were individually customized instruments, he would never refuse them. Surgery is a matter of striving for excellence.
"Don't worry, it has been sterilized and can be used now!" To be honest, some places in foreign businesses are just good at it. When they wanted to affiliate with Zhang Fan, they really put a lot of thought into it.
Although it was too late to customize a special set of equipment for Zhang Fan, they found a set of equipment that was customized and reserved for other experts based on Zhang Fan's height and body type.
Although the business manager of Johnson & Johnson ignored him, Lao Jiang did not stop him, which made him more determined to win, and also determined not to give Zhang Fan and Senior Brother Zhang Fan any face.
Xue (a) Fei stood next to Zhang Fan, drooling with envy. Who as a doctor wouldn't want to have his own special equipment?
He blinked hard to get Johnson & Johnson's manager to see him, but...
Wash your hands, get dressed, and go to the operating table!
Under the shadowless lamp, Lao Jiang stood opposite Zhang Fan. The two of them had their first real look at each other before the operation began.
No words!
However, the atmosphere in the operating room was quite strange. No one spoke, and even the traveling nurse walked very lightly.
Neither of them are stupid. The director and the dean are fighting each other, and gods are fighting. They can’t even hide, and no one dares to get close to them.
Patient, female, 29 years old, name: Si Linlin, works as a piano private tutor in Shanghai.
The girl is not a native of Shanghai. After graduating from the Conservatory of Music, she worked hard in the city for several years with the intention of becoming famous in the city.
Having been smoothed away by society and erasing her ideals, she found a boyfriend who owned a house.
There is no eternal vows, no flowers, just because the other party has a suite, a small house in the magic city.
My boyfriend also studied music and worked as a personal trainer. As a result, for some reason, he cheated on me with a middle-aged aunt, who was said to be a rich woman.
I was originally going to end this relationship, but my boyfriend was dumped by a rich woman. Although he was unwilling to accept it, what could he do? He had a house.
It is also a lifetime to be confused. However, after this man experienced a short fairy tale life, he no longer thought so. He wanted to get rich and live a top-notch life.
Secretly taking Si Linlin's savings to the casino, they were coaxed and deceived into losing all their savings over the past few years.
After Si Linlin found out, her suppressed temper broke out, and the two of them were torn together.
Then, I never fought! After all, the other party was a man, walking on the streets of the magical city with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
The more I thought about it, the sadder I became. My childhood dream of art had turned into messing around with little kids every day just to stay in the city and to have food to eat. Now I met another scumbag just for a house.
As a result, I accidentally woke up and saw the car approaching. I subconsciously raised my hands and flew out like a kite.
Fortunately, he suffered comminuted fractures of both humerus. Therefore, the Shanghai Traffic Police reminds you that you should not drive on the road with random thoughts, and you must not drive with random thoughts on the road.
"Start?" Director Jiang looked at the special equipment that the equipment manager sent to Zhang Fan. His was a limited edition, while his was a special edition.
Director Jiang swallowed his saliva and said to Zhang Fan.
"The operation begins!" After getting on the operating table, Zhang Fan was no longer polite and modest.
The domineering aura he exuded made Director Jiang feel very uncomfortable, "Whether your technique is good or not does not depend on the equipment. There is a specially made equipment for you to show off."
At this time, it was Director Jiang who started to criticize. However, Lao Jiang didn't say anything. He was just waiting for Zhang Fan to pay attention before he spoke.
First of all, the patient is a woman, and secondly, she is a piano teacher. It can be said that once the surgical incision is not chosen well, then it is conceivable that a long and conspicuous scar will appear on the white and delicate arm. This is for a marriage-age person. For women who are having children, the blow is not small.
Moreover, for comminuted fractures, the most likely damage is to the nerves. Once the nerves in the arm are damaged or secondary injuries occur, the patient will definitely lose his original flexibility in playing the piano in the future.
Therefore, Lao Jiang was waiting for this. He felt that a small doctor from a small place would never consider this.
As long as Zhang Fan wants to join the army, he will immediately scold him severely, then educate him, and finally kick him off the operating table.
Not only was it embarrassing to bring this dean who didn't know what he was doing, but he could also promote his own reputation.
After thinking about it, Lao Jiang stopped envying the instruments in Zhang Fan's hands, "Humph, let's start the operation! You will start to cry later!"
Lao Jiang stared at Zhang Fan's hand, and Johnson & Johnson's business manager also stared at Zhang Fan's hand.
Although Zhang Fan was very good from what he heard, he had not seen it with his own eyes, so he was still worried.
Xue (a) Fei, looking at the doctors and nurses around him, felt proud in his heart: "Huh! Huh! Come, let me show you my junior brother's skills. My old Xue is also a famous teacher!"
What he dared to think in his heart but dared not say in his mouth, as Zhang Fan's status became higher and higher, Xue (a) Fei felt a little trembling when facing Zhang Fan.
Not only because Zhang Fan took the lead, but mainly because Zhang Fan’s surgical skills were simply overwhelming!
The operation started, the knife rose and fell, Zhang Fan and Lao Jiang moved their hands almost at the same time.
However, Lao Jiang did not wait for the opportunity to scold him. The more he looked at him, the colder his heart became, and the more he looked at him, the more aggrieved he became.
His eyes were red and he wanted to cry! He wants to cry! Too TN…
