Chinese medicine doctor Xu Yang

It’s still the familiar formula and the same lines, but the people are different.

The experts and leaders at the City Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine all twitched at the corners of their mouths. Why is such a bastard here again? Are all the bastards with this kind of virtue in Mingxin Branch?

As everyone knows, the people in the Mingxin Branch also covered their faces in despair. It’s so shameful, so damn shameful!

When it comes to forced pretense, Xu Yuan is the ancestor. Originally, Yao Bing had a mild disease, but it became advanced after being infected by Xu Yuan, and then he was trained by the old comrade Hao Pretend. What mutations happened to these two people, and who Can't tell.

Now that the competition has been decided, who should be selected by the city's Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is another problem. These leaders all gathered together and started discussing in low voices.

Logically speaking, the most outstanding young doctors in the hospital should be dispatched at this time, and they must be moved back to this bureau. But what they are most worried about now is that if the strongest ones are overturned, then they will really be completely defeated.

Finally, the dean made up his mind and said, "Let Dr. Tong Ren come. Although his temper is a bit weird, at least his medical skills are very good."

Secretary Zou frowned. Dr. Tong Ren was the chief physician of their Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He was already 35 years old and his medical skills were quite good. He was on par with Deputy Director Zheng, or even better.

It's just that this person has a weird temperament and doesn't get along well with people in the hospital, so he basically has no friends.

"Is this okay?" Dean Yue hesitated: "With his bad temper, can he agree? He doesn't give anyone face, and the leader is bullshit in his eyes. I even want to drive him away. Tell me, can he listen to what we say?"

Secretary Zou also looked at the dean in confusion. He had also heard about this doctor's situation.

The dean asked back: "Do you have any better candidates? We can't really ask those experts who are forty or fifty years old to come and compete with him. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Dean Yue and Secretary Zou thought about it. Tong Ren was already online.

"Try to ask him to take a look." Secretary Zou could only say this, and then waved over Zheng, the deputy director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and asked him to call Dr. Tong Ren.

"Who?" Comrade Lao Zheng accidentally raised his voice even louder.

This immediately attracted the attention of others.

Everyone looked this way.

Secretary Zou’s face immediately sank.

Comrade Lao Zheng knew that he had made a mistake, so he quickly covered his mouth.

Secretary Zou just said with a stern face: "Go quickly."

Lao Zheng responded and ran out.

Secretary Zou said: "Okay, let's wait for a while. Let's take advantage of this time to discuss the little boy's condition. Since we agreed that the expert team will take over, we must not be joking. We must discuss the best treatment plan to show the strength of our expert team, right?"

Others also thought it made sense, and then there was discussion.

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When Comrade Lao Zheng received this task, his head was spinning. He couldn't call anyone, but Tong Ren. Waiting for the next sentence, before he finished speaking, he was slapped by this bastard.

They don't care whether you are the director or not, whether you are the leader or not.

Others can ignore it, but Lao Zheng can't ignore it. The biggest boss has spoken, so he has to obey it.

Lao Zheng gritted his teeth and went to his own territory. Who would have thought that he would have to grit his teeth to go to his own territory? He went over and saw that Tong Ren's clinic was closed.

Lao Zheng was still a little hesitant. He hesitated and asked the nurse at the door: "Xiao Zhang, is Dr. Tong Ren still in the consulting room?"

The nurse looked back and said, "He should still be there. There were patients looking for him just now."

Lao Zheng nodded and asked, "How many patients are there today?"

"Wait a moment, let me take a look." The nurse clicked on the screen, looked through it, and then said, "There are more than twenty."

Lao Zheng said: "Don't wait in line at Dr. Tong's side. If you go to see him again, stop him. I have something to do with Dr. Tong."

"Oh." The nurse responded vaguely.

Deputy Director Zheng wandered outside Tong Ren's consulting room. He first put his ear to the door to listen to what was going on inside. This gesture was like a thief.

His funny look also attracted the attention of patients and medical staff in the corridor. It is true that Lao Zheng's posture is a bit too charming and makes people think.

Many nurses hid behind and secretly took this photo and posted it in the group. Soon, some good-hearted people turned this photo into an emoticon.

It was also accompanied by the text "Let brother listen to your heart", and then the expression went viral inside the hospital. Comrade Lao Zheng also became a little popular, but that is a story for another time.

Now Lao Zheng doesn't realize that he is an Internet celebrity, he only feels that he is an unlucky person. After listening to the noise at the door for a while, he didn't go in directly.

Because he knows this kid, if he disturbs his diagnosis and treatment without legitimate reasons, he will lose his temper. If he loses his temper, it will be over, and the matter will definitely go south.

So no matter what Lao Zheng did, he could only wait at the door.

After another ten minutes of standing silently, the patients in the consulting room came out.

Lao Zheng immediately stepped in when he saw the opportunity, squeezed into the room, and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, don't rush to cheer, I have something to do with you."

"What's the matter?" Tong Ren frowned and raised his head. This man had a thin face, not much flesh on his cheeks, and his cheekbones and brow bones were also very prominent, as if he had long-term yin and yang imbalance.

Old Zheng looked at Tong Ren's face. He had been thinking about the words for a long time at the door. He was thinking in an orderly manner. When they came face to face, Old Zheng was still a little panicked: "Well...of course there are patients in need." Please help us take a look."

"Oh?" Tong Ren looked puzzled: "Which patient is there?"

Lao Zheng pointed to the top and said: "Upstairs, go to the conference room to discuss first."

Tong Ren became even more confused when he heard this: "Didn't you stop asking me to discuss it a long time ago?"

"Uh..." Old Zheng's face stiffened: "Isn't this a special situation?"

Tong Ren asked: "Why is it special?"

Lao Zheng could only answer honestly. If he had concealed it and waited until the bastard turned his back upstairs, it would have been a lot of fun: "Isn't this the Mingxin branch? We just decided to let these slightly younger doctors do it. It’s a medical exchange, so I want you to come over and have a discussion and show the quality of the doctors in our hospital..."

Tong Ren interrupted indifferently: "Show quality? Show something we don't have at all?"

Lao Zheng suddenly turned green. This bastard really knows how to talk. He could only ask again: "Then you don't agree to go?"

Tong Ren said indifferently: "Did I say I disagree?"

Lao Zheng asked with some surprise: "Then you agree?"

Tong Ren said coldly: "Did I say I agreed?"

Lao Zheng wants to beat him!