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 and have 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, please give the hospital some face. At least go and sign in."
The tall doctor stood up in frustration and said, "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-baked people who are just trying to make up for their mistakes.
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 fat doctor was stunned, thinking that being a tall person 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: