Regarding the preparation for the exam, one of Zhang Fan's senior fellow students, some of whom are even master's tutors, said, "Just focus on your thesis and don't show off. Don't think that you can shock these big guys with just one mouthful."
It’s already good without exposing your butt! "
Zhang Fan resolutely implemented the plan given by his senior fellow students, focusing on his own thesis and not talking about cross-border matters at all.
Tea element, when Ouyang learned that Zhang Fan's paper was approved, the old lady put down the flower watering kettle with a smile and went to the hospital.
"You, Dean Zhang, are now a master, or a master who graduated from an academician. Don't you have a sense of urgency? Don't you have a sense of crisis?
Are you still thinking about going out with your dean in the future? Day by day, they know right from wrong, gossip, and some people even think about dating and finding partners without even having a qualification certificate.
Let me tell you, if you Zhang Yuanhao says yes, I am not someone you can fool.
Starting from next quarter, two people will be released to graduate school every year, and their salary will be raised by one level. Moreover, when Zhang Yuan goes out, he will give priority to those who work hard!
Think about it, with a small book every day, when dealing with drug dealers, it is like being a son or daughter, giving up your soul for only 20 or 30 cents.
Which one is more and which one is less is up to you to weigh. The quarterly assessment will begin next month. If you fail to pass the examination, I will definitely ask your Zhang Yuan to put forward the ranks of city hospitals. I tell you that there are many towns and villages with tea!"
Zhang Fan is Ouyang's confidence. The higher Zhang Fan goes, the more confidence she has.
Now that Zhang Fan has obtained a master's degree, the old lady suddenly felt that these undergraduates were not good enough. She kept expanding externally and raising her requirements internally.
Anyway, you have to make me worthy of Zhang Fan, both internally and externally. If you don’t deserve me, I’m sorry, I won’t wait for you.
Bluebird, Mr. Lu sent Mr. Xia and Mr. Chen away. When they were at the airport, Mr. Xia said to Mr. Lu: "I will go back to the public first, and then go to the capital to wait for your master and disciple. This patient is very special, so you can Stop scaring your little apprentice.
Don’t want to give it to me! "
"Haha, okay Teacher Xia, I understand. You go first, and I will take him to you later!"
Facing Mr. Xia, Mr. Lu could only act as a junior and couldn't even talk back, because he was also his teacher.
But don’t say this to me. Mr. Lu felt weird in his heart. An apprentice becomes a classmate?
Send Mr. Xia away quickly. On the way back, Mr. Lu felt that he should not scare him like this anymore, otherwise he might get into an accident!
"Okay, stop grinning. I'm just a graduate student! How many master's degrees do I have among my students?"
But when the old man saw Zhang Fan's smiling face, he couldn't help but mock him.
Their generation pays attention to a rule: when the master speaks, the students must listen. For example, Zhang Fan's dear senior brother, who is over forty years old, is also a figure in the magic city. In front of the teacher, he still looks like he did when he was a student.
But only Zhang Fan not only dared to smile playfully with the master, but also could smile playfully with the master. So in one sentence, the emperor loves the eldest son, and the people love the youngest son.
"Master, if I don't pass the test, you may have to say, look at my students, how many of them are undergraduates!~"
"It's embarrassing for you. Your studies haven't improved much, but your face has become thicker and thicker."
"Hey! Master, when can I get my degree certificate?"
"What? Are you in a hurry to leave?"
"There's no rush, I miss you so much and want to be with you..."
"Okay, talk nicely!" The old man probably had goosebumps.
"The stall at Chasu is getting bigger and bigger, and now I feel a little bit difficult and tired!"
Zhang Fan told the truth in front of his master.
"What's wrong?" The old man didn't smile either.
"Surgeries are getting more and more complicated and difficult, but there are almost no people who can stand up to me and stand up for me. I'm not afraid of surgeries, but today, there are many surgeries waiting for me."
"You mean you want to come to my place?" the old man asked deliberately.
"No! It's just..." Zhang Fan glanced at the old man, why didn't this old man play his cards according to the routine?
"Haha, you want someone from my place? Forget it, I haven't taken care of students for a long time. Your senior fellow apprentice's stall is no smaller than yours. Who do you want to let go?"
"You can help me find good candidates, such as freshly graduated Ph.D.'s. I don't want those who are purely in scientific research for now, but they must be able to go to clinical practice!"
"You can pick and choose all the doctors you can. Do you have a doctor in your hospital?"
"No, I'm here to ask for help!" Zhang Fan pretended to be aggrieved.
"Okay, come with me to the capital the day after tomorrow. As for other things, we'll talk about it after that!"
The old man didn't agree, and Zhang Fan had no choice. He couldn't just lie on the ground and act recklessly. Zhang Fan didn't ask what he was doing in the capital.
Zhang Fan was lying in the hotel, thinking to himself, where can I find some finished masters? In fact, he just gave the old man a high condition. He thought about asking the old man to pay back the money, but he didn't think so.
Mr. Lu has already started calling: "How many Ph.D.'s have you taught over the years? Are there any who graduated with a clinical focus?"
Anyway, he asked all the students who were qualified to teach Ph.D. Nowadays, it seems that doctors and masters are everywhere, but in fact they are still scarce, especially in the border areas. Even ten years from now, it is estimated that regional hospitals will still have no doctors, while most of the provincial hospitals have masters. As for doctors, they are probably produced and sold by themselves.
The person Zhang Fan asked for should not only have a doctorate but also have a clinical background. The conditions were too difficult!
The situation reported by the students is not optimistic either. It is too difficult for people who have finally graduated with a doctorate degree and are sent to the frontier. Therefore, there is no one looking for a doctor.
There are a few clinical masters who are willing, because the person who asked this matter is either a professor or the dean, and they have made it clear that it is their junior brother who wants the person.
Not only is his junior brother the director of three hospitals in the border area, he still promotes Mr. Wu's central tumor. Although the hospital is right on the border, it is extremely convenient to go abroad to fly knives.
As long as he goes there, he becomes the Royal Forest Army, and as long as he goes there, he becomes the direct line of his junior brother. This temptation is not to mention first- and second-tier cities. Even a third-tier city probably has a lot of masters who are willing to go.
Kechasu, look at the map, you’re already going abroad! It wouldn't matter if there was a golden retriever or a meatball next to him, but if you look around, only Lao Ha can be considered a little rich, and the rest of the Stans can be called Asia, which is a plus or two!
No one with a doctorate degree is willing to go, but there are three or four graduate students who are willing to go with the junior uncle, because these are all clinical-oriented masters, and they will probably fail to get a doctorate, so why not get a PhD!
Over the weekend, the old man took Zhang Fan and Lu Ning to the capital. Mr. Xia has arrived in the capital.
The reason why Mr. Xia is not famous is because the old man has brought out fewer students. Compared to Mr. Qiu, although it cannot be said that he has disciples all over the world, if you look at Nanhua Country, every one of them, almost all the surgical directors of large hospitals have some Qiu on them. Old shadow.
As for Mr. Xia, he only brought out one postdoc! This also illustrates from another aspect how difficult the path of organ transplantation was back then.
Capital Digital Hospital, Zhang Fan still feels very good about digital hospitals, because this place has less troubles and is not like local hospitals where there are many cliques. Even when eating eggs, there is a difference between eating from the left and eating from the right.
There was already a group of people waiting at the elevator door of the ICU ward in the hospital. When experts make ward rounds, academicians and experts from outside the hospital come to do ward rounds. In particular, although the director of the critical care ICU does not need to go to the hospital entrance to receive him, he always has to greet him at the department door.
After Mr. Xia and Mr. Lu made contact, their two teams met at the surgical building. Mr. Lu brought Zhang Fan and Lu Ning, and Mr. Xia brought a female doctor. Although he was wearing a little makeup, his seniority was estimated to be He is already around thirty or forty years old.
Mr. Xia greeted them with a smile, and Mr. Lu quickly stepped forward, "Teacher, please wait."
"It's okay, it's okay, we just arrived. Is Xiaolu a professor now?"
"Hello, Professor Xia, I am still an associate professor now!" Lu Ning also quickly stepped forward to say hello.
Zhang Fan was deeply afraid that the old man would ask him if he had a master's degree now! So, as soon as Lu Ning finished speaking, he hurriedly said: "Hello, Professor Xia!"
"Okay, okay, how about you, Dean Xiao Zhang!" The old man is not a scholar or a fool.
When the female doctor saw Mr. Lu and the others, she smiled and nodded to Mr. Lu.
It's not that he is reserved, it's mainly that he really can't open his mouth. Mr. Lu has been famous for many years, but although he is young, he has old bones. In this regard, he is the same generation as him! So I could only smile slightly.
But she said a few more words to Lu Ning.
When Old Man Xia was joking with Zhang Fan, the female doctor turned around and looked at Zhang Fan carefully. She felt that she had never seen him before, and thinking about it, there seemed to be no such person in the major general surgery journals. Then a question suddenly popped up in his mind, "Who is this black guy? Zhang? Lu? It doesn't look like him!"
Then he looked at Mr. Lu with a mixture of admiration, contempt, and sudden realization!
In many fields, it is passed down from father to son, but it is a little more difficult in the technical industry. Therefore, when some experts get old, their skills cannot be passed down, but their connections must be passed down no matter what.
Nowadays, people often see a very old man going around worshiping a young man with a hairless hair on his mouth. And he also said that he was his last disciple who closed his doors.
I don’t know whether I am proud of my technology, but my business is indeed very satisfactory.
So Mr. Xia’s female doctor raised a soul-like question! And when Zhang Fan looked at her with a face like a sunflower, she just gave a fake smile that could no longer be faked, and quickly turned around to chat with Lu Ning.
"Uh! Damn it, even the professor is despised!"
Although Zhang Fan was not angry, he was always a little embarrassed. In fact, both of them had misunderstood. It is probably only among such people that such a thing can happen.
Not to mention other things, even ordinary people now do things to show their dignity.
The hospital is busiest early in the morning, especially Monday mornings. Many people have given some medical advice, "If you can't go on Monday, don't go to the hospital on Monday."
This is all nonsense. Doctors are the best on Mondays. And if you really get sick, will the disease care whether you are on Monday?
