Lu Xixin sat at the top, taking in everyone's expressions with clear expressions.
However, she didn't say anything, she just said: "The brain surgery expert has arrived. You will have a meeting together in the afternoon."
Arrived? So soon?
Everyone looked at each other in shock. Dr. Lin just left yesterday, and the experts arrived today. It was obviously planned for a long time.
Before, Yan Bin said that Dr. Lin was squeezed out, and they were still a little confused and hesitant, thinking it was unlikely.
But now they have to believe it.
For a moment, everyone felt a little uncomfortable.
Although they are not as close to Dr. Lin as Yan Bin, they have been together for a while and have some friendship.
Those with a soft temper will keep their dissatisfaction in their hearts, while those with a hot temper will directly speak: "What kind of expert? Don't be just a cat or a dog. If you don't want to be able to compare with Dr. Lin, you must at least be five points above Dr. Lin's level."
After the words fell, someone next to him said in a weird voice: "These days, sows can become experts, but they have to give themselves a name. Anyway, I came here because of Dr. Lin's reputation. Now that Dr. Lin is gone,
I also withdrew."
After saying that, he stood up and bowed his hands to everyone: "I'm leaving now. See you all."
This person's standing up seemed to be a signal, and soon three more people stood up one after another: "Let's go too."
The remaining four people also wanted to leave, but they were timid and did not get up.
But this is only halfway done.
Seeing this, the yin and yang man raised his chin at Lu Xixin with an arrogant expression.
He originally wanted to see Lu Xixin's livid face, but Lu Xixin didn't even raise his head or even glance at him.
As if he were air.
The yin and yang people feel that they have been despised, and they feel extremely resentful: Just be proud of yourself, sooner or later you will cry one day.
So what if we invite experts? There are only experts, no doctors, and a mere commander. How can we lead?
He snorted coldly and left with the other three people throwing away their sleeves.
Dean Zeng was still stable when Yan Bin left, but when four doctors suddenly left, he suddenly became panicked.
He was so anxious that he stamped his feet.
"Why are they all gone? Oops!" Dean Zeng turned to Lu Xixin, "I'll call them back and give them some advice."
Lu Xixin nodded: "I really want to call you back."
Hearing this, Dean Zeng felt relieved and felt that Lu Xixin was doing well this time and at least listened to the advice.
As a result, I heard the next sentence: "They haven't handed in their resignation yet, so they should take it directly to the Human Resources Department to terminate the contract."
Dean Zeng: “…”
Miss Xixin, you are so brave!
Lu Xixin didn't stay in the conference room for long. It seemed that she simply came over to inform that an expert was coming in the afternoon, without even saying who the expert was.
Then he took Dean Zeng and left.
The remaining four people went back to the office together, discussing in low voices as they walked: "Who do you think the expert the hospital hired is? Could it be that he is just a cat or a dog, as Abao said?"
"No." An older, middle-aged doctor said, "Anyway, Gujia Hospital is also a private hospital and is famously wealthy. How could it hire an expert who is not a good person?"
"Brother Zhang makes sense, but he is definitely not as good as Dr. Lin." A short doctor sighed, "Doctors of Dr. Lin's level have long been taken away by big hospitals. How can we have our turn?"
"Yes, yes." The tall man nodded, "I can't stay any longer. I'll leave as soon as I find my next home. What about you?"
The short man and the other doctor nodded. Only middle-aged Brother Zhang did not respond.
The three of them looked at each other and knew something in their hearts.
Brother Zhang is different from them. I heard that his father is suffering from liver cancer, and the targeted drugs alone cost hundreds of thousands every year.
Such a heavy burden made Brother Zhang dare not move it easily.
After all, he came here just for the high salary.
Brain surgery is different from andrology and gynecology and other surgeries. General private hospitals dare not open it at all. The technical requirements for equipment and doctors are too high, and it also burns money.
Basically, doctors who study neurosurgery either go to large public hospitals or go abroad, and rarely go to private hospitals.
There are also very few private hospitals that are brave enough to offer brain surgery.
This is also the reason why they want to leave. Without Dr. Lin, they feel that the brain surgery department of Gushi Hospital cannot last long.
"By the way, why don't you go to the afternoon meeting?" the short man said, "I don't want to go there anyway. I have to leave, so don't mess with it."
The tall man wanted to go: "I have to go take a look and see which expert has been invited."
The fat doctor frowned: "You are really curious. If you think about it with your toes, you can't be a big name. There are only a few famous brain surgery experts in the country, and they are all in the Temple of Heaven, Huashan, and Jiren Hospital in the capital. How could you possibly come to Laijiang?"
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"That's right." The tall doctor was discouraged and suddenly lost his interest.
When the meeting was announced in the afternoon, the tall man didn't even want to go and lay down on his chair without moving.
Seeing this, Brother Zhang sighed helplessly: "You guys, at least give the hospital some face and sign in."
The tall doctor stood up in dismay: "Okay, I'll go with you."
Brother Zhang looked at the short and fat doctor and frowned: "You guys can go there too."
The fat doctor hesitated.
The short doctor shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no, I'm not going anyway." He picked up the case and said, "I just said I was on ward rounds and didn't have time."
The case was taken away by the short man. The fat doctor had no excuse and had no choice but to go to the meeting with Brother Zhang and the others.
The conference room is on the seventh floor.
The three of them were holding pens and books and were about to go out when they met Dr. Zheng from the cardiac surgery department.
"Why are you here? Is there anything wrong?" Brother Zhang was curious.
Dr. Zheng explained: "No, I came with you as a translator."
"What's the situation?" The tall man and the fat doctor looked at each other and said in unison, "A foreign expert?"
"There's more than one. I heard that a team came to help the hospital set up a brain surgery department." Dr. Zheng explained, "I don't know anything else. I just know that there are about five doctors here."
"Five!" The tall man's eyes widened, "No wonder they are not afraid of us leaving. It turns out they have a back-up plan."
Doctor Zheng frowned: "Stop talking and come over quickly."
The four of them went upstairs together. As they went there, the fat doctor kept muttering that they were definitely not a great team.
It’s hard to find foreign doctors, and their horizons are so high that even if they are even remotely famous, they won’t come to China.
The ones invited here are probably some half-assed people who just pretend to be fake.
The fat doctor and the tall man deliberately delayed time and walked slowly, trailing behind. Brother Zhang and Dr. Zheng were anxious and took the lead and entered the conference room early.
A cry of surprise was heard from inside, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
"ah--"
"Bang--"
The fat doctor and the tall man looked at each other with mocking expressions: "You screamed so loudly, I guess you were scared."
The tall man ran two steps quickly, with an expression as if he was watching the excitement: "I'll go take a look first."
Saying that, Bian Dian ran over, entered the conference room, and then:
"ah--"
"Bang--"
The slightly chubby doctor was stunned, thinking that being a tall man was too bad, and he couldn't stand up for such a small occasion.
Look at him!
With this in mind, he strode into the conference room with his head held high, and then: