After checking the room, Zhang Yang was about to leave when he was stopped by Chu Yunlong.

"Doctor Zhang, don't leave in a hurry. I happen to have something to talk to you about." Chu Yunlong held Zhang Yan's hand enthusiastically and refused to let go.

"Dean Chu, if you have anything to say, just say it, do we still have to be polite?" Zhang Yan calmly took out his hand and said with a smile.

"That's it. That's what Director Shi came to see you about yesterday. Do you think we can continue to cooperate on this topic?" Chu Yunlong looked at Zhang Yan with some embarrassment and said.

As soon as Chu Yunlong said these words, Zhang Yan immediately knew that Director Shi had not persuaded him yesterday and was asking Chu Yunlong to do his job.

"Dean Chu, when Director Shi came to see me yesterday, I made it very clear. It's not that I don't want to, but that I really don't have the time and energy to do this research now." Zhang Yan shook his head and said with a bitter smile.

This Director Shi is really...

What can you say about him?

If you come to me and I won’t cooperate with you, if you ask your leader to come to you, I will cooperate with you?

If this is the case, wouldn’t it offend people even more?

"Doctor Zhang·······"

"Dean Chu, Chinese medicine has very complete diagnosis and treatment methods for diabetes. If you have similar diseases, you can just refer them to Chinese medicine.

Why bother to engage in research on diagnosis and treatment of traditional Chinese and Western medicine?

Do you think it is more important to train dozens of Chinese medicine doctors, or to study a disease for which domestic treatment methods are already complete?" Chu Yunlong was about to speak when he was directly interrupted by Zhang Yan and asked seriously.

Not that Zhang Yan is not interested in research on diabetes or diabetes mellitus.

Rather, why should he cooperate with Xicheng Hospital and share the fruits of his labor with Xicheng Hospital?

This is not a research project on appendicitis. Their Red Star Hospital does not have the conditions for surgery, so they can only use the medical conditions of Xicheng Hospital to complete the research on this disease.

Why should I, Hongxing Hospital, share this research with your Xicheng Hospital when I can complete it independently?

Is it because you have big heads or because your director Shi’s surname is Shi?

The more Director Shi behaves like this, the more Zhang Yanyue will not cooperate with him, and has even blacklisted him.

Because, Director Shi's motive for conducting this diabetes research was not pure. He was jealous of Zhao Pengcheng after seeing him publish a paper, so he pestered Zhang Yan to collaborate with him on the research.

Such people have poor character and are not worthy of deep friendship.

"Chu Yunlong, you don't need to persuade me anymore. I still say the same thing, I really don't have time now! All my energy is on teaching now.

I don’t care what you think, anyway, I think it is more meaningful to bring over 70 Chinese medicine practitioners than to study diabetes." Zhang Yan said firmly again.

"Okay! Doctor Zhang is right, training new people is more important." Chu Yunlong could only agree with Zhang Yan's point of view.

"Dean Chu, now that everything has been said, I won't disturb the leaders' work. I still have dozens of apprentices waiting for me to go back to class." After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he said goodbye and left.

During lunch, Zhang An came over.

"Brother!" Zhang An shouted, then stood in front of Zhang Yan cautiously.

"You're back? How do you feel about this business trip?" Zhang Yan glanced at Zhang An and asked with a smile.

"It's not bad! My master asked me to talk for a while on the way." When he mentioned his work, Zhang An instantly became excited.

"Your master asked you to touch the car, so you should be careful and don't be careless. Also, put a few more packs of cigarettes in your pocket and be sweeter so that you don't suffer a loss." Zhang Yan said, taking out four packs of red peonies from his pocket and putting them in his pocket.

to the table.

"Take these packs of cigarettes, give them to the masters, be sweeter with your mouth, and be more diligent with your hands, so that you can learn something."

"knew.

Thank you, brother!" Zhang An smiled and put the cigarette away.

"You and I were not so polite before. How did you learn to be polite after going out?"

"It was because I was ignorant before. Now that I have grown up and seen the outside world, I realize that what I did before was quite a bastard." Zhang Anshan said with a smile.

"Well! I'm very happy when you say this. Whether you really think so or you are trying to make me happy, I'm still happy.

You came to me not only for this matter, right?

Are you anxious when you see the second child finding a wife?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"Brother, you better understand me. Talk to your sister-in-law and find me a partner.

I’m not that young anymore, the little king on our team is one year younger than me, and they are going to have kids soon.”

"Okay, you don't have to give me a hard time, can I still forget you?

I've found her for you. The girl works in a department store. Just wait and wait. Once we've agreed, I'll notify you to go on a blind date."

"Thank you, brother! Thank you, sister-in-law too!"

"Listen, this is the most sincere sentence!" Zhang Yan shook his head with a smile and joked.

"Big brother..."

"Okay, stop messing with me and get out of here!" Zhang Yan smiled and waved his hand, driving Zhang An away.

Looking at the background of Zhang An leaving, Zhang Yan smiled.

Now it seems that I have done quite a good job in reforming my two younger brothers.

As for how they will treat him in the future, whether they will be grateful or jealous, that is up to them.

However, Zhang Yan believed that as long as he was better than them, no matter how unwilling or dissatisfied they were, as long as they were not naive or stupid, they would have to hold it in.

This means that a poor man playing with ten steel hooks on the crossroads can't hook his relatives; a rich man can't beat away the unjust guests and friends in the mountains and forests with wooden sticks.

Therefore, Zhang Yan doesn't care at all what they think, as long as he knows how to be self-reliant and no longer like a blood-sucking insect, lying on his body to suck blood.

As for Zhang Yan's initial talk about family separation, it was all to scare Zhang Fusheng.

No matter how we separate the family, can we break the blood connection between father and son?

Just like when Zhang Fusheng and Zhang Yan's grandfather separated, if Zhang Fusheng can no longer live here, why not go to Zhang Yan's grandfather to make trouble and ask for food?

Can you say not to give it to him?

On the other hand, if Zhang Fusheng doesn't care about it in the future, he will rely on Zhang Yan to ask him for money or food. How can Zhang Yan refuse to give it?

As for assisting the construction of the third line, that is just to scare Zhang Fusheng.

Can we really abandon everything in Beijing and go to the third line?

It's not that he has low consciousness, he is just a doctor, not a skilled worker, so he has to do it.

Wherever he goes, he contributes to the country.

Why do you have to go to the third line to contribute?

To go to the third line, he might as well take his family to Xiangjiang.

After going to Xiangjiang, you can learn from Lao Huo and transport some scarce supplies to the country. That is the real contribution to the country.
Chapter completed!