When Zhang Yongjun was chattering, the dean's big face was already dark enough. Now seeing the four people in the audience being so shameless, a wave of evil energy suddenly rushed to his forehead.

He slammed the teacup in his hand onto the table and said in a cold voice, "It's over, are you really not embarrassed enough?

You know, just last night, that old boy Li Jianwei called and ridiculed me so much that my face was so hot that I could bake pancakes, but I couldn't say anything, so I could only listen to that old boy.

What, do you think I have a lot of face when I go out now, and you have to give me some face?"

In an instant, everyone holding teacups in the conference room quietly placed the cups on the table, and looked like they were listening attentively. They all looked like 'good students'.

But the few people headed by Zhang Yongjun knew from the slightly raised corners of their mouths that they were a group of hooligans, youzi.

Although Song Laowen kept his mouth shut, the expression of disdain mixed with mockery on his face also speaks volumes about the situation.

The dean saw all this, but at this moment, he felt just like when he talked to Li Jianwei on the phone last night, feeling aggrieved and helpless.

What can he do?

He can't do anything.

Were these people responsible for licking Professor Wang’s smelly feet?

Yes!

Is it their doing to suppress their colleagues together with Professor Wang?

Yes, and they are the ones who speak the hardest.

They unanimously agreed to perform a liver transplant on Secretary Bai. Was it their decision that he would not be able to survive without a replacement?

It's still them, and they are the ones who scream the most fiercely.

Originally, all this was nothing. After all, this society is a society where heroes are judged by success. Whoever can solve the problem will of course be the winner.

But a man named Du Heng happened to appear, and everything was disrupted.

Logically speaking, he is too young and not qualified to treat Secretary Bai. His status is also low, and he is not qualified to participate in such treatment.

But if someone has a father-in-law who is all-powerful, all problems are no longer a problem for him, and the problem naturally becomes a problem for these people who are just starting to come up with ideas and make decisions.

But can I be like these shameless bitches, disregarding the friendship of my colleagues and directly adding insult to injury?

Of course you can't, otherwise what's the difference between you and them?

And the most uncomfortable thing about this matter is that neither party is at fault. Even if he wants to get angry, he can't find a good excuse.

After scanning a circle of people with different expressions, the dean cleared his throat and said slowly, "Everyone, the people who are here for the meeting today are all the core members of our hospital who hold the title of deputy director or above. I am not asking you to come to the meeting to show off.

We are not here to criticize each other, but to let everyone discuss whether we made any mistakes in remedying this matter.

Another point is that everyone must now know the strength of Dean Du Heng. His understanding and treatment of tumors, according to the existing data, we must admit that we are not as good as him.

So, what should we do with such a doctor who has such a high level of expertise in cancer treatment? Should we turn a blind eye, or should we say that we should work together to conquer cancer?"

The dean didn't want to continue arguing like this, so he quickly set the tone of the meeting.

If you set the tone yourself and there are still people who dare not abide by the rules of the meeting, then don't blame yourself for being a scumbag. If I don't scold you, it means that I am unqualified as the dean.

After listening to the dean's words, several people who felt awkward also sat down. The dean still needs to give him some face.

But Zhang Yongjun suddenly said, "Dean, I have a little suggestion."

The dean suddenly had a bad premonition and looked at Zhang Yongjun with a dark face, "Director Zhang, tell me."

Zhang Yongjun's hand unconsciously touched the teacup again, but when he stretched it halfway, he felt it was inappropriate, so he turned around and naturally hugged the other hand, "I think, Dean, you use the term Corporal Li Xian

Bad words.

This Dean Du is not a corporal. He is the dean of women and children in Jinzhou City. Even worse, he is also the deputy director of the Provincial No. 1 Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Deputy Director of the Gastroenterology Department.

Moreover, they have a ministerial-level issue and a provincial-level issue, which is not something a corporal can do."

Zhang Yongjun spoke very seriously. After looking around at everyone, he said again, "As a bureaucrat, Dean Du Heng can sit with you, Dean, to discuss the health and medical development of our Jinzhou.

In terms of professional level, Dean Du Heng can sit down and discuss things with all of us here, but we may not be able to discuss things with him."

The dean frowned and asked softly, "What exactly does Director Zhang mean?"

Zhang Yongjun smiled, and then said seriously, "What I mean is that we must pay enough attention to Dean Du Heng."

At this time, the person who had just quarreled with Song Laowang suddenly said, "Director Zhang, the dean just said that he would work hard with this dean Du to conquer the cause of cancer. This is equivalent to an invitation. It is appropriate for you to choose such words."

Isn’t the respect given by the dean enough?”

Zhang Yongjun stared directly at the speaker and asked coldly, "Okay, may I ask, how do you plan to invite him?

Should he be a deputy director, a deputy dean, or a dean?"

Some people who wanted to speak were immediately choked, but Zhang Yongjun continued, "Now that I have the president in front of me, I can say everything in the hospital and develop as I want.

Why should I be your deputy director or deputy dean?

If he is asked to be the dean, what will we do as dean?"

The speaker's face suddenly turned extremely ugly. He first looked at the dean, whose face was darkened, and then quickly said to Zhang Yongjun, "Director Zhang, don't talk nonsense. These are all what you said. I didn't say these words. You

This is naked slander."

"Isn't that what you meant?"

"You..."

The dean couldn't help it anymore and knocked on the table again, "Okay, let's discuss it and don't quarrel."

The person who spoke was calm, but then he said again, "He is just a person, and it is difficult to replicate Chinese medicine, so we just have to be normal."

Zhang Yongjun laughed directly, "One person? How much a good doctor can change a hospital. As a doctor, you don't know?

Based on President Du Heng's current level, how long do you think it will take for him to let the whole city and province know that he is the best doctor in treating tumors?

One year? Two years? Or three years?

Don't forget, this Dr. Du is just thirty years old this year. He is different from those of us who are already in our forties and fifties. He has a lot of time.

And one more thing, he is now an internet celebrity doctor with tens of millions of fans. Do you know what tens of millions of fans means?

This means that the city's maternal and child hospitals are now overcrowded with patients, which means that the city's maternal and child hospital bed vacancy rate has been less than 40%, which means that the city's maternal and child hospitals have been able to securely go to triple-B hospitals this year, which means that they cannot be used.

How long will it take until Dean Du Heng will be on an equal footing with our dean?

Don’t you know all of this?”

Arrogance is the greatest ignorance.

The doctor who spoke had never paid attention to Du Heng, and of course he didn't know these things.

Zhang Yongjun twitched the corner of his mouth and continued to speak slowly, "As I just said, Dean Du Heng has a national-level project in his hands, and this project is the treatment of 'stroke complications', and the members of this research team, except

Except for our Provincial Oncology and Provincial Maternity and Childhood Hospitals, other hospitals are participating.

As far as I know, all hospitals have funded this project, and their only request is for President Du Heng to train their own young doctors who can treat strokes.

Do you think a person who can start training doctors to treat strokes at the age of thirty cannot train doctors to treat tumors?"

Everyone was left speechless again and all became silent.

After Zhang Yongjun said these words, to a certain extent, he directly invalidated the second topic that the dean just mentioned.

They really can't think of any way to win such people into their camp.

At this time, Song Laowen, who had been silent, spoke up, "Actually, our respiratory department has been paying attention to this Dr. Du last year."

The dean immediately looked at Song Laowang and said, "Tell me in detail."

"I don't know if you still remember that in June last year, the Golden State Evening News suddenly reported a large-scale report on a rural doctor who could treat lung cancer and also treat strokes?"

Song Laowen looked around at the crowd and saw that no one spoke to him, so he continued, "The lung cancer patient and the reporter who wrote the report are both the same person, and they happen to be patients in our respiratory department.

So, from that time on, I began to pay attention to this doctor named Du Heng.

But after a period of time, he no longer treated cancer patients, so I slowly gave up. Until May of this year, the Internet was once again flooded with news that he could treat tumors, so I asked someone to compile all the tumors he had treated.

A copy of the cases was collected."

Having said this, he shook his head slightly, "How should I put it, looking at those cases, I don't know how to evaluate them, because he has treated every type of tumor.

Although I don’t understand the idea of ​​​​TCM prescriptions, according to my verification, some of the medicinal materials in these prescriptions are the same. In other words, this Dr. Du has summarized a universal prescription."

Zhang Yongjun immediately added, "In our traditional Chinese medicine, this general prescription is called a basic prescription. The basic prescription is a prescription for a specific disease. Then, according to the patient's specific situation, corresponding additions and subtractions can be made to normal."

Prescriptions used."

Zhang Yongjun's explanation is a bit redundant. Even if the people present have opinions about traditional Chinese medicine, they can still understand it more or less if they work in the same unit every day.

So everyone basically didn't listen to what he said, but all looked at each other with different expressions. It's a universal formula, and it can be used in several categories, which gives people some ideas.

For a moment, everyone looked at the dean, and the meaning in their eyes was that it doesn't matter whether people can get it, but the recipe must be learned. This is a priceless treasure. It has the same meaning as the special medicine of Western medicine.

Function.

The dean has long been used to being watched by everyone, but today he is particularly stressed. However, no matter how stressed he is, he can't think of a good solution at this time.

At this time, a person next to Song Laowen said, "Let me add a few words. Yesterday, a patient admitted to my anorectal department was suddenly discharged."

The dean was stunned and asked, "Is this patient special?"
To be continued...