"Zhang Yuan, brother, I have to say something to you!" Lao Meng's face, which was already a bit plateau red, became even redder after taking two sips of wine. After seeing Zhang Fan, he also wanted to give Zhang Fan Any nitpicking.
"Haha, what's wrong?" Zhang Fan smiled.
"Look, these are people we wouldn't even dare to invite. If you don't tell me in advance, otherwise I will find a way to kill a horse for all the old men and old ladies today. Look, the table Just serve this chopstick-thick fish, and you’ll never see the meat again!”
"It's not that Zhang Fan doesn't do it. We usually don't eat much at night. It's because Zhang Fan hasn't been home for two days. I only had something with him today, otherwise we wouldn't have eaten at night." Mrs. Lu was deeply afraid of Zhang Fan. Fan's friend had a problem with Zhang Fan and quickly explained.
"He didn't even tell me..." Lao Meng just brought some mutton and camel milk. He felt that he had not brought enough gifts today and was a little unhappy.
"Have the sheep in the pasture been sheared?" Zhang Fan smiled and felt contempt in his heart. His dean really worked for him at home with a salary. To be honest, rural hospitals in pastoral areas have fewer patients than rural hospitals in farming areas.
Sometimes there are not more than ten patients in a year, and sometimes there are patients but no doctors or nurses can be found. That is, someone who wears a red cross meter to buy medicine. Their functions are quite comprehensive. They not only provide medical treatment, but also serve as a post office and landline telephone point. When they are busy, they can also help herdsmen take care of their children. It is really a small comprehensive enterprise integrating medical communication and education!
It’s just that the main business is a bit...
"No, we just started! You don't go to the free clinic either!"
"Why, are there many patients?" Old Mrs. Lu asked with concern.
"No, no, I was joking with him."
It was said to be dinner, but in fact a few old people just showed off with their chopsticks. Old Man Lu likes to drink carrot juice, a specialty from the border areas, Old Man Wu likes to eat milk pimples, and the others only eat some green vegetables. Only Mrs. Lu can drink some Kavas.
Lao Meng doesn't like eating fish very much. He always feels that it tastes too unsatisfactory. It’s not like eating beef and mutton in big mouthfuls.
Zhang Fan doesn't care, he likes to eat fish, especially sea fish.
"Why, after eating meat, do I still want to eat some crispy, juicy vegetables?" Meng Ke asked Zhang Fan while eating crispy cucumbers.
This question stopped Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan once claimed that he could answer almost every question about people, but he really hadn't thought about this question.
"Haha, you know how to do surgery every day, don't you understand?" Old Man Lu was happy.
A group of old men were happy.
It is easy to be a teacher, let alone high-level people, even ordinary people are good to be teachers.
But for Zhang Fan, Old Man Lu now feels that he can teach him less and less. Sometimes the old man gets sulky, but this time, he really has a chance to teach Zhang Fan.
"Well, Master, I've been studying hard recently. I've read so many journals." Zhang Fan pretended to be a little bitch, making a group of old men laugh.
Seeing Zhang Fan's rare expression, Shao Hua also covered his mouth and smiled.
In Shao Hua's eyes, Zhang Fan worked hard enough. He listened to English for half an hour every night, read journals for an hour, and spent more than an hour reading various classic medical books. To be honest, Zhang Fan, Sometimes she wonders why medicine is so difficult.
As a result, this is it, and there are still people who don’t understand, which is terrible!
"You have no intention..." As soon as Old Man Lu started speaking, Old Mrs. Lu was not happy, "Okay, when you were Zhang Fan's age, you were not as good as others. They are only as old as you are."
The old lady rolled her eyes.
"Uh, haha, actually, whether a person is hungry or not is not determined by the capacity of the stomach, but by the brain. The mechanism of gastrointestinal peptide activation causes brain neurons to pass through..."
The old man spoke for more than ten minutes in one breath.
Everyone else didn't care, they were all in the medical field. Shao Hua and Meng Ke were confused. What did you say?
Although Meng Ke is the director of a rural hospital, he does not have a medical background!
Zhang Fan looked at Shao Hua's confusion, smiled and said to Shao Hua: "Master means that the human brain not only determines the amount of food consumed, but also chooses the variety of food. Just like you After eating a lot of meat, although it is not greasy, after eating, I always want to eat some crunchy green vegetables.
Or after eating a table of salty food, you will always want to eat some dessert. This is controlled by the brain. It will give you the choice to eat more of a variety of foods. rather than a single intake. "
After finishing speaking, he asked the old man again: "Master, did I summarize it well?"
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After a long sleep, I was extremely tired, and then I lay on the bed. When I woke up, I felt that my body was so light that I could jump to the roof.
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I was going for a run, but as soon as I stood up, I was pulled into the quilt by an arm like a lotus root. "If you want to fight! Come over here!"
After playing for a long time, it was a tie. Zhang Fan felt that he needed to find time to do squat exercises.
As for Shao Hua, his red face looked like a cat. But the body is not honest when lying on the bed. The legs are close together and the hips are too high. It is like only the feet, shoulders and head are on the bed, and the rest of the body is hanging in the air!
"Um, what are you doing again?"
"It's easier to get pregnant this way!"
"Uh, no, it's usually because Jin Jin doesn't have enough vitality..."
"Go, go, go to work quickly."
Shao Hua was a little embarrassed and drove Zhang Fan away.
Zhang Fan smiled and walked out the door.
As soon as I went out, I saw the dedicated driver already cleaning the car in the yard. Zhang Fan was a little embarrassed. He originally wanted to run to the hospital, but everyone came to his door.
In the early morning, Zhang Fan did not go to the clinical building today, but came to the administrative building. There are many big guys from all walks of life going back today, so we have to make arrangements to give them away.
"The first batch of trials have already begun, and several experts from South China and West China have already sent their Ph.D.s into the laboratory."
Zhao Yanfang reported to Zhang Fan the recent laboratory work.
Listening to Zhao Yanfang's report, Zhang Fan felt really lucky. If he and Ouyang hadn't invited them here, there would have been so many experimental projects in the past few days. room shut down.
This thing's trials and clinical trials are said to be combined, but they are actually two different paths.
Any kind of experiment that is not separated from clinical trials is just deceiving people.
"The paper is out now? It's only been three days since the operation, and they've produced several of them?" Zhang Fan asked Zhao Yanfang in surprise.
"These are all reports on special cases, what's so difficult about it? But there are a few things in it that can be studied in depth. There is another matter, Mishima's invitation letter, what are you going to do about it?"
"Invitation card?"
Zhang Fan almost forgot about this!
