Chapter 100 Soldiers Send to the Capital

On the plane back, Ouyang listened to a group of doctors from the burn department chattering about what was wrong with the bulk and other hospitals, and Ouyang rolled his eyes irritably. The old lady often despised Zhang Fan's pettiness, and even felt that this problem was taught by Lao Gao, so she was not arrogant at all.

It seems that I can’t see any good things, but now it’s better, the whole hospital is full of this problem, listening to Fat Guli’s words: Zhang Yuan just doesn’t pay attention to us, look at their molecular ultraviolet light treatment equipment, there are not many patients, But all the equipment is complete, and the dean told me that he could send us one.

"Wow, so generous, that's great!"

"But they want to continue research and development of antifreeze oil with us. Zhang Yuan nodded. In fact, I think it should be possible if they provide equipment..."

Ouyang is afraid of this. She feels that now each department has its own careful thinking. This is not good. They should follow the arrangements of the hospital leaders in unison.

At first I wanted to say a few words, but I held back again, "Forget it, let him go on his own, don't listen to my old lady, sometimes he cries. I don't know if this kid has any side effects after the injection, Wang Hong is also an idiot Han. Hey, no one is worry-free."

Zhang Fan, who didn't want to worry about it, had already entered the operating room at this time, Lao Chen followed Zhang Fan, and Wang Hong even persuaded Shao Hua to go shopping.

Zhang Fan took Zhao Jingjin into the operating room. Zhao Jingjin's tour began. The operation is getting better and better, and the assistance is getting better and better. He even made some hospitals in Shanghai secretly poach him, but today he entered the affiliated general hospital of Jiangcheng After that, he was a little nervous.

Look, there is a row of black-faced people standing in a row. Nima's own textbooks were edited by others back then. Now they are standing in a row to greet her. Although their faces are not good, these people were like gods to surgeons back then. same existence.

Zhao Jingjin took a look at Zhang Fan and found that there was no trace of tension on Zhang Fan's face.

Old Zhao couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The dean is still the dean, this kind of momentum is beyond my ability to learn!"

In fact, Zhang Fan already knew that these old men were uncles, a group of old men who didn't have their own uncles, and had a good temper. He didn't know that the first six editions of surgical textbooks were almost compiled by this group of people, because he happened to study the sixth edition, and these old men had already been eliminated.

The battle for textbook compilation was also extremely fierce. In the first year when the old man was away, many medical schools did not use the teaching materials of the PEP, and in the second year, the editing rights were taken away by people from the capital and Shanghai.

"Start anesthesia!" In the operating room, Zhang Fan began to order. There was no pleasantries, no intentional greetings, once entering the operating room, Zhang Fan was like a king, even an overbearing and unreasonable monarch.

"The anesthesia is over!"

"Surgical instruments are ready!"

"Operation begins!"

In the operating room where the old man improved the operation, the disciples of the ancestral line started to improve the operation again. There were no extra surgical observers, not even the director of general surgery.

Although it was a group of old men, since Zhang Fan ordered the operation, the old men opened their eyes wide and watched Zhang Fan's operation more seriously one by one.

Cut the skin, enter the abdomen, and under the scalpel, the old men frowned for a while, and were surprised for a while!

"How specious is this kid's method!" The dean of the Jiangcheng Affiliated Hospital asked another senior brother beside him in a low voice.

"Well, similar but different!"

Although similar, Zhang Fan's technique is more precise and causes less damage.

Enter the abdominal cavity step by step, and then separate the gallbladder blood vessels and gallbladder nerve bit by bit, clean the lymph bit by bit, and incise the tissue bit by bit.

Slowly, the old men stopped talking, because they could see that Zhang Fan's technique was even stronger.

After four hours, without any delay for lunch, Zhang Fan's operation was over.

In the observation room of the operating room, "How is it?" Old Man Lu looked at the brothers in Jiangcheng and asked seriously.

No one spoke, a group of brothers got together, and no one spoke.

Old man Wu said quietly: "Could it be that you waited for the ancestral line to disappear before you opened your mouth?"

In fact, the public affairs back then were complicated and complicated, and simple and simple. A group of people think that everything should not be done according to what the old man said, while another group of people think that the old man's improved surgery can no longer be changed.

Here comes a contradiction!

"Arrange Zhang Fan for a doctoral defense!" Old Man Wu said softly!

"He must be from Hanjiang University of Medical Sciences!" Old man Lu followed.

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"When did the doctoral defense meeting be more grand than the opening ceremony? Even retired old monsters came to participate. What the hell is this going to do?"

On the campus of Jiangcheng Medical University, a group of students looked at the notice on the bulletin board inexplicably.

"Grand? Can you really use grand as a metaphor? This shit is a bomb. Look at the members of the defense team, all academicians, look, look, six academicians, what the hell are they doing!"

Ordinary students don't quite get it!

However, doctors outside the general public know that the third generation of the ancestral line has come out.

The first generation was an old man, but the second generation was said to be old man Wu, but the ancestral line did not recognize it. Now, old man Wu and old man Lu brought Zhang Fan here.

The second generation selected by the old man and the second generation recognized by the outside world gathered together to pluck Zhang Fan's tassels.

"It's amazing, the ancestral chaos is over, and the third generation has come out."

There was no notification, but the ancestral disciples who were able to come all came, gathered in Jiangcheng, and gathered in the affiliated medical school.

"Brother, you said that this kid has a big reputation, and now this kid is still registered in orthopedics!"

"Hehe, my uncle doesn't say anything, but I'm still very angry in my heart, but I can't help it. I think this guy likes orthopedics very much." The foreign dean and old man Wu's first disciple chatted.

Zhang Fan's doctoral defense began. Six academicians, behind the academicians a group of scholars from all walks of life, a few old academicians looked solemn, but the group of scholars sitting behind the academicians were very relaxed, and some even walked towards him from a distance. Zhang Fan made a face.

If before, they only admired Zhang Fan and Zhang Fan's level, but after Zhang Fan made an improvement in gallbladder cancer eradication, this group of people admired him.

Now no one will say that old man Wu and old man Lu are biased, because this is a real achievement, even a result that crushes a generation.

The process of the defense was very slow, one question after another was asked.

On-the-spot defense, on-the-spot fringing, when Zhang Fan held his doctoral diploma, Zhang Fan really had a feeling in his heart: Nima, let's see who will talk about Lao Tzu's honorary doctorate in the future, and who will talk about Lao Tzu's graduate student in the future Education has gone through the back door.

"Come to the Han River more often, this is your root. Although your surgical skills are very good, they are still very rough. Your master's surgical skills were the worst among our senior brothers. Now your methods are a bit wild. , don't be unconvinced.

While the few of us are still alive, while we can still pick up the knife, take a look and change your Ye Luzi's style a little bit, which will better improve your future surgical skills. "

Zhang Fan looked at the old man who hadn't spoken to his master all this time, and just when he had some thoughts in his mind, he heard old man Lu say: "Still bowing? Your uncle has been with the old man for decades. Although he is stubborn, his skills There are still."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan quickly bowed. Although there is a system, there are some small details and some surgical tricks that cannot be passed on to later generations. There are many factors, such as school disputes and emotional disputes.

"The sixth academician appointed a doctor, Zhang Fan is amazing!"

Who is not envious of academicians below ordinary outsiders.

With just such a sentence, the brothers who hadn't contacted for many years and didn't even talk when they met seemed to have untied their knots in an instant.

"Uncle, you have retired too..."

"I'm going to go to Chasu to have a look and let your master teach the students, that is, a group of people who can do experiments, and then everyone will say that the ancestors are all wild!"

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed when he heard this, Nima, it's better to have someone and a backstage!

I planned to stay in Jiangcheng for a day or two, but I couldn't leave.

In the past few days, a group of old men have performed operations as if to show off, from the appendix to the gallbladder, from the gallbladder to the liver and gallbladder, almost general surgery.

Even Old Man Wu performed the surgery himself.

Zhang Fan followed the table, one operation after another.

The brothers and sisters who came to watch the ceremony saw if this Nima could leave, they didn't leave, and followed on to the stage.

For a time, more and more doctors came together.

It's not that Zhang Fan and his senior brothers don't know how to do this kind of surgery, but the precipitation of some skills and years of experience really can't be described as proficient and proficient.

For a week, Zhang Fan felt that the place where he stumbled before seemed to be smoothed out.

"Go to the capital!"

The roving surgery team has grown. Originally, only Old Man Lu and Old Man Wu stood up for Zhang Fan, but in Jiangcheng, Zhang Fan was convinced by a group of old and stubborn people here, but he also integrated into the school that had no feelings for him.

Eight academicians accompanied Zhang Fan to the capital.

The medical community in the capital was shocked. "This shit, is this a surgery tour? This is a call. Eight academicians, how shameless!"

"What are they going to do? Do they still want to take back the right to edit?"

"Do you want to push Zhang Fan to be an academician? Dr. Nima wants to be an academician even before he is hot? How shameless."

All of a sudden, ordinary people from all over the country looked at the capital.

When the plane landed, Zhang Fan's liaison officer, the deputy director of the general office, came to pick him up in person. Looking at Zhang Fan's posture, he couldn't stop feeling emotional, "Fortunately, I've been in touch all the time, this guy is too scary. Nima is doing a round of surgery, and the superiors are paying attention."

Although the team is not strong, and even a bit staggering, the outside world, not to mention Huaguo, or even the whole world dare not underestimate this team.

Zhang Fan looked at the old men, and felt very proud, "Fuck, I'm a man now!"

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