"What are you going to do?"

In Old Tang's office, Zhang Fan was happily drinking the Longjing tea brewed by his senior brother.

To be honest, Zhang Fan didn't like to drink Longjing very much before. He always felt that the aroma was not as strong as Tieguanyin, but the tea he drank today had a delicate fragrance with a hint of elegance. It was definitely a good tea.

"In fact, we don't need many undergraduate students, and the number of undergraduates graduating from the border areas every year is not good, that is, master's and doctoral degrees. The master's degree must be clinical, and the doctorate must be PhD (research-oriented)!"

Zhang Fan told his senior brother without even thinking about it. He knew that Old Tang now had several students, some with PhDs and some with master's degrees. Almost none of the second-generation teachers in his school had master's degrees, and some even had master's degrees.

No more doctors.

For example, my master, Old Man Lu, no longer even has a doctorate.

"You opened your mouth with red lips and white teeth and said that you only need a PhD. Do you know that a qualified PhD will graduate four or five years later than an MD-type doctor?"

No hospital is short of this kind of talent. They all have their own projects. Can you afford it? Is there a laboratory, the simplest one, a minus 80-degree refrigerator?"

While Old Tang was looking for Zhang Fan's treasured books, he was taunting Zhang Fan without raising his head.

According to age, Zhang Fan should be a junior, just like Old Tang's graduate student, but he is young but old-boned, and he is a junior. Moreover, this junior is very close to me, so Old Tang speaks more relaxedly.

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If they were brothers of the same age, speaking like this would be a bit rude.

"Hey, don't look down on our tea plant. Don't brag. Our intestinal tumor laboratory is probably one of the best in Asia. There are a lot of instruments that you can't buy. Maranzi Country has purchased them for us. Negative.

There are three or four eighty-year-old refrigerators, and two are still free!"

Zhang Fan said unhappily.

"Hey! Sure, what if you bring a few PhDs from other majors? Maranzi Country is not stupid either."

Old Tang leaned on the bookshelf and said with a smile. Old Tang's office is like a small library, with large bookcases on three walls. These books are definitely not just for show.

"We have money. Senior brother, most of your instruments were purchased with government funds, right?"

"No, 60% is government funding, and the remaining 40% is raised by ourselves. How much annual income do you have now, are you so confident?"

"Hey, it's not much, just three to four billion!"

"It's okay. But after the government takes away some of it, you won't have much left, right?"

"We still have a small treasury, and the income from foreign affairs was not turned over to the government by our president. Now the government can't take it away, but they won't let us spend it, so I secretly give some small money to the doctors and nurses, and the rest is all

At the bank.

The government probably won’t agree with giving out bonuses and benefits, but when we buy equipment and instruments, the government has nothing to do with it.”

"Can you still do this?" Old Tang looked up, his eyes full of naked envy. In fact, there are not many foreign-related patients in West Lake Hospital, and there are not many patients with three melons and two dates a year.

But tea is different. Although it is on the border, the neighboring countries are all owned by Youhuohuo Minhuo, so there is no shortage of money.

"If you have any good scientific research projects, but we can't do it here, my junior fellow student can give you a back door, and you can use the equipment as you like. If you want any equipment that can be purchased, I will get it for you."

When Zhang Fan asked for help, his tone became respectful.

"Okay, I think so, but the hospital doesn't agree. I have two master's students who graduated this year. They are more clinical, but they are a bit older and studying for a doctorate is a bit difficult, but they still have ideas academically.

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Two of them, one is a graduate student who took the exam after attending classes for four years, and the other is a graduate student who studied for three years after working. They can be said to be independent figures under my command.

If you can talk it through, bring back the tea element, and get familiar with it for a while, you will be a very powerful hospital manager."

"So awesome! Senior brother, you have to tell me about this. What I say has no weight!"

Zhang Fan immediately sat up.

"Go, speak for yourself, I'll introduce it to you, and you can talk about the rest on your own."

It's already good enough for Old Tang to introduce him, and Zhang Fan didn't force it.

"This was given to me by my master back then. He said it was a book that Mr. Qiu bought when he was studying for his doctorate. They are all out of print now. Back then, Mr. Lu's work was a little lacking in meaning, so the old man gave his notes to Mr. Lu.

, my master’s staff were pretty good, so the old man passed on these books to him.

When I graduated, Master gave me the books again. I studied them for many years and benefited a lot. Now I give them to you, hoping that you can also be inspired!"

Zhang Fan stood up so happily. "Oh, how embarrassing is this? How embarrassing is this?"

Although he said he was embarrassed, he already had the book in his hands. It seemed like he was snatching it away. Zhang Fan was deeply afraid that his senior brother would regret it halfway.

After I took the book and looked at it, I said, "Brother, that's wrong, why is it a photocopy?"

"Oh, I have saved the original copy. This photocopy is so good that I don't have to worry about it getting damaged! I heard that Mr. Lu gave you the manuscript of the old man's notes?"

Zhang Fan acted as if he hadn't heard anything, "It's all in German again. Oops, I'm so worried!"

My teeth hurt.

"You kid, you got a good deal and acted like a good boy. Did you know that when Mr. Lu passed the manuscript to you, your foreign senior brother would probably be jealous."

"Hehe!" Zhang Fan smiled happily, but it was hard to answer this.

You said that the important thing about this kind of thing passed down by the old man is actually not the knowledge, but the old man's ideas, methods and recognition.

"Brother, I will probably go to the Magic City tomorrow. Do you want to bring anything for me? If not, I will not come tomorrow. I will go directly to the Magic City."

"Bring some tea to Master. Sometimes we don't see him even once in a year when he is busy. When I see him, I will advise him to rest when he needs to. After all, time is not forgiving."

"Okay, I'll bring it to you. Give me some tea too. It's delicious."

"You're a bad boy, but you have a sharp tongue. I don't have much tea, the master has more, and you have less."

"Okay, I'm leaving. I'm going to meet my two nephews tonight!"

Zhang Fan left Shaw Hospital with his senior's tea and books. Back at the villa, his senior in the nursing home was busy arranging meals for the evening.

I said to my senior brother, "Brother, I will bring two people over tonight and arrange two extra pairs of chopsticks."

"Okay, I heard you are leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, there is no effect here in West Lake. We plan to go to the Magic City to have a look."
Chapter completed!