"Did you see that the dean is holding a letter of appointment in his hand?"
"It must be about Dr. Zheng's appointment letter as the director of the Department of Surgery. Unexpectedly, the dean personally sent it to him."
"Don't the director of surgery have to inform you first and then issue a letter of appointment? Why is the process reversed?"
"What do you know, Dr. Zheng is an authoritative figure in our Jiangcheng Surgery Department. Of course, this process cannot be the same as before."
Several young doctors stared at the appointment letter in Luo Yongtang's hand and started talking in low voices.
At this time, Chen Fan glanced at Zheng Hairong and responded to Luo Yongtang: "We think we know each other."
Luo Yongtang didn't notice anything was wrong. He looked at Chen Fan and said, "Dr. Chen, this Dr. Zheng is also an authority in our Jiangcheng Department of Surgery, and his medical skills are also quite good."
Hearing Luo Yongtang praising himself, Zheng Hairong glanced at Chen Fan with a red face.
"Dr. Chen, with Dr. Zheng here to help you in the future, I believe that the Department of Surgery in our hospital will definitely become the best in Jiangcheng and even the entire South China Province!"
However, after Luo Yongtang's next words came out, Zheng Hairong, who was still glowing, suddenly frowned.
The young surgeons standing behind Zheng Hairong also looked puzzled.
Because this sounds wrong. Shouldn't it be Chen Fan helping Zheng Hairong? How did it become Zheng Hairong helping Chen Fan?
Luo Yongtang took out the letter of appointment in his hand.
Seeing that the most critical moment had finally arrived, no one thought about the problem Luo Yongtang had just said.
Zheng Hairong also temporarily stopped treating the wound, took off his gloves, adjusted his white coat, and stood up from the chair. After all, it was an appointment certificate from a hospital, so he still had to take it seriously.
Some of the young doctors standing aside took out their mobile phones and turned on the video function, intending to record such a precious moment.
Many people were ready to applaud Zheng Hairong to celebrate.
Zheng Hairong took two steps forward, with a smile on his face again, and reached out to take the letter of appointment from Luo Yongtang's hand.
However, the next scene made Zheng Hairong freeze in place.
Because the appointment certificate in Luo Yongtang's hand was not given to him, but was directly handed over to Chen Fan.
For a moment, the whole place was silent.
"Dr. Chen, after the unanimous decision of the hospital, you will be appointed as the surgical director of the Department of Surgery of our hospital! I hope that in your future work, you can fulfill your duties and carry forward our surgery." After Luo Yongtang handed the letter of appointment to Chen Fan, he patted Chen Fan.
Fan's shoulder said seriously.
Chen Fan also seemed a little surprised, but he didn't show too much shock.
After all, his medical skills are recognized by many people, and he won the bet with Liu Qianze, so this position should have been his.
"Dean, dean, why, why did you give the letter of appointment to Chen Fan?"
"That boy, he is actually the director of surgery? This, how is this possible!"
"Can't the dean make a mistake? Shouldn't the chief of surgery be Dr. Zheng's?"
As for the others, they were all dumbfounded. Obviously they still can't believe that the scene in front of them is real.
At this time, Zheng Hairong's expression was very wonderful.
His eyelids twitched violently several times, especially when he felt the gazes of everyone around him, and the air was suddenly filled with an awkward atmosphere.
Luo Yongtang also noticed Zheng Hairong walking next to him and asked in confusion: "Doctor Zheng, what are you doing?"
Zheng Hairong took his hand back unnaturally and laughed twice: "Haha, it's okay. I came here to congratulate Dr. Chen. I didn't expect that he could serve as the director of surgery in a hospital at such a young age. This is probably something I have never heard of.
"
However, Zheng Hairong's words were full of jealousy, and he was obviously questioning Chen Fan's ability.
As the dean, how could Luo Yongtang not hear what Zheng Hairong said? He smiled calmly and explained: "Dr. Zheng, maybe you don't know much about Director Chen's medical skills. Not long ago, Director Chen just cured a leukemia patient.
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"What? Cured a leukemia patient?!" Everyone was shocked.
Luo Yongtang seemed to be very satisfied with everyone's performance and continued: "You have not been here long. In fact, Director Chen has treated countless patients, including myasthenia gravis, cyanide poisoning, and even when the hospital did not have the conditions.
A craniotomy was performed to save the life of a patient who suffered severe brain damage after falling from a high altitude."
Hearing Luo Yongtang's next words, everyone's jaws almost dropped to the ground in shock.
Zheng Hairong first glanced at Chen Fan in shock, and then said coldly: "Dean Luo, what you said makes me feel like I am filming a movie."
Naturally, he didn't believe that the young doctor in front of him could treat leukemia, myasthenia gravis, and even perform a craniotomy without the conditions.
If all this is true, how could Chen Fan stay as a doctor in this small mental hospital.
"Dr. Zheng, after you have been in contact with Director Chen for a while, you will understand whether what I said is true." Luo Yongtang said with a calm smile.
Chen Fan looked at the appointment letter in his hand and looked at Zheng Hairong who was standing aside: "Dr. Zheng, I'm sorry, I didn't expect that you really got it right. Now, I have become your superior, your patient, and I
Can I ask?"
When Zheng Hairong heard what Chen Fan said, his face turned extremely ugly.
What is this if not showing off in front of him?!
"Hmph! Whatever!" Zheng Hairong snorted coldly and had no intention of stopping him.
He was completely embarrassed today, his face turned red, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
He is an authoritative figure in Jiangcheng's Department of Surgery. How can he not be a respected doctor? I didn't expect that his dignity would be trampled under his feet by a young boy today!
Zheng Hairong also wanted to see what Chen Fan was capable of. If Chen Fan really cut off one of the patient's fingers, I'm afraid he would be done as a director!
Chen Fan saw that Zheng Hairong did not stop him and came to the young man's side again.
The young man was completely confused, with his mouth open in surprise.
He is not stupid, he can naturally tell that Luo Yongtang is the leader of the hospital, and Chen Fan has just become the director of the Department of Surgery.
Chen Fan looked at the young man: "Your finger must have been pricked by seafood, right?"
The young man first looked at Zheng Hairong, and when he saw that he didn't speak, he nodded: "I stabbed the shrimp while washing it."
"What? Did you get stabbed by seafood?!" Zheng Hairong, who originally wanted to see Chen Fan make a fool of himself, looked stunned and asked the young man in shock.
"Yes, yes, Doctor Zheng, is there any problem?" The young man was startled by Zheng Hairong's surprise.
The other doctors also looked at each other in astonishment, and they all had a bad idea in their hearts.