When Jiang Fei returned to the hotel room and took Guo Xiazi to the Public Security Bureau.
Songjiang People's Hospital, Emergency Department Office.
Tu Songjun came to Ouyang Malin's desk and handed his resignation application letter to Ouyang Malin.
Ouyang Malin is reading a medical book, "Pathological Anatomy".
His eyes were stunned, and then he subconsciously took the thin piece of paper handed over by Tu Songjun, glanced at it briefly, and his expression immediately changed.
"Xiao Tu, are you leaving Songjiang People's Hospital?"
Ouyang Malin was completely shocked, with a look of disbelief in his eyes as he looked at Tu Songjun in front of him.
He couldn't imagine that Tu Songjun would withdraw from the emergency department of Songjiang People's Hospital, or even leave the hospital.
"Are you encountering any difficulties at home? You can tell the department and we will do our best to help you."
Ouyang Malin then asked Tu Songjun, with concern in his eyes and tone.
"There is no difficulty, I just want to leave." Tu Songjun's face was full of guilt, and he gradually lowered his head.
Since he came to work in the hospital, Mr. Ouyang has taken good care of him, and it can be said that he takes him as his apprentice.
Now that he is withdrawing from the hospital, it can be said that he has failed Ouyang Malin's training.
But he had already made a decision to leave Songjiang People's Hospital, because he had thought about studying traditional Chinese medicine, studying traditional Chinese medicine systematically, and he wanted to be a traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
In fact, he didn't have this idea for a day or two. He has always liked Chinese medicine, but he just didn't have the opportunity to learn it.
When he was in Songjiang Health School, he also studied first aid and protection, which had nothing to do with traditional Chinese medicine.
But he still likes to read "Huangdi Neijing" and "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" in his spare time. Although he may not be able to understand them, he just likes them.
I originally thought that I could just muddle along in this life. Anyway, no matter what I did, I was treating illnesses and saving people. It would be good to treat Chinese medicine as a leisure hobby.
But this idea was finally changed today.
The emergency department was helpless when faced with Tao Tongzhi's condition. Apart from basically keeping Tao Tongzhi alive, it had no effect.
Then he heard about the first Chinese medicine seminar held today at Songjiang Hotel. Tao Tongzhi was saved by Jiang Fei at the meeting.
It only took a bowl of aconite soup to wake up Tao Tongzhi, a critically ill stroke patient who had been in a coma for a day and a night.
This shocked Tu Songjun so much, and he truly felt for the first time that Chinese medicine could actually be so good.
Originally, he thought that Chinese medicine was a medicine that treats patients slowly, heals them slowly, and heals the disease slowly.
But now, when Jiang Fei saved Tao Tongzhi with a bowl of aconite soup, he was deeply touched, and he realized that this was the real Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine has never been a slow doctor, let alone a person with unknown merit. A truly capable Chinese doctor is just that fast.
"Xiao Tu, tell me, what do you think?"
When Ouyang Malin saw Tu Songjun's answer that he had no family difficulties, he became a little confused. What on earth is this guy going to do?
Not everyone can find a job in a hospital. This guy is leaving the hospital now, which means giving up his job in the hospital.
This is a life-long matter. If you make an impulsive decision, you will definitely regret it in the future.
He upheld a responsible attitude and had to ask Ziwu Yinmao.
"Ouyang Lao, I want to study Chinese medicine."
Tu Songjun took a deep breath, and after facing Ouyang Malin's questioning, he finally boldly answered.
He and Ouyang Malin were not the only ones in the office, there were also several other doctors from the emergency department. They were having lunch. An aluminum lunch box contained pickles and corn rice.
But after hearing Tu Songjun's reasons, these doctors all put down their chopsticks and looked at Tu Songjun.
"Confused!"
There was a bang. When Ouyang Malin heard this, he slammed the table angrily, blew his beard and stared.
"Is Chinese medicine so easy to learn? How old are you? You are twenty-six years old, and you are now studying Chinese medicine?"
"Even if you understand Chinese medicine, how old are you? Forty or fifty years old, right? Half your life has passed."
Ouyang Malin's whole body was so angry that his liver ached. This kid thought about it all the time.
Is Chinese medicine so easy to learn? He did not belittle Chinese medicine, nor did he distrust Chinese medicine.
Regardless of how he usually quarrels with Wu Xinge, they are all academic disputes and do not elevate the essence.
Now that Tu Songjun wants to learn Chinese medicine, he must stop him.
Tu Songjun has thought about this problem, even thought about it a long time ago.
No matter how old he is, he has to study Chinese medicine. At worst, he will study Chinese medicine and work in a factory at the same time.
My father is also the deputy workshop director of a soy sauce factory, and he will work in a soy sauce factory when he gets older.
But Chinese medicine must be learned. If he does not learn Chinese medicine, he will not be able to rest in peace in his life.
"Ouyang Lao, I'm sorry, I still have to leave."
Tu Songjun has already made up his mind and will not look back no matter who persuades him.
When Ouyang Malin saw that Tu Songjun insisted on leaving so decisively, he could only sigh helplessly.
People get foot blisters from walking out. Tu Songjun insisted on learning Chinese medicine, but there was nothing he could do.
But there are some things that still need to be clarified.
"Where are you going to learn Chinese medicine? Who do you plan to study with? Wu Xinge? Chen Tongzhou? Oh, by the way, if you want to leave our hospital, then you are no longer a Chinese medicine doctor in our hospital."
"Is it Ma Xinqi from Songjiang Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital? Or Yang Fuzhi?"
Tu Songjun shook his head and replied to Ouyang Malin: "No, it's Director Jiang Fei."
"Jiang, Jiang Fei?"
Ouyang Malin almost didn't realize who Jiang Fei was, but he soon understood what was going on and couldn't help but stare at Tu Songjun with strange eyes.
"You want to learn from a young Chinese medicine practitioner from a county hospital?"
Ouyang Malin no longer knew how to evaluate Tu Songjun. There was something wrong with this kid's mind.
"Don't you know yet? Tao Tongzhi, the cadre from Tongshan City, Liaoning Province, has been rescued by Director Jiang Fei."
When Tu Songjun saw Ouyang Malin's ugly face, he knew that the old man had not heard the news about the meeting, so he revealed it.
When Ouyang Malin heard this, his eyes widened immediately, filled with disbelief.
"How is it possible? That boy is so young that he..."
Ouyang Malin stopped talking before he finished speaking.
Tu Songjun doesn't lie. Since he said so, it must be the truth.
Ouyang Malin no longer knew what it was like. He was shocked but also curious. How did that young man treat it?
It seems that after Wu Xinge comes back, he will have to ask carefully.
"Hahaha, Ouyang Malin, are you here?"
Just as he was thinking, hearty laughter came from outside the door, and then Wu Xinge's disgusting old face appeared in Ouyang Malin's sight.
Wu Xinge walked in and saw Ouyang Malin in the office. He immediately laughed out loud: "Old boy, you didn't expect it, right? The helpless patient in your emergency department has been revived by Jiang Fei."
"Just use a bowl of aconite soup and add Angong bezoar for tongue feeding. Haha, I admire it very much."
Wu Xinge just came here to show off, and he was not afraid of getting beaten.
Ouyang Malin was not as angry as he expected, nor as furious as he expected, and his old face turned red.
On the contrary, he was very calm, strangely calm.
Ouyang Malin sat down on the chair, waved his hand towards Tu Songjun and said, "Go ahead and study hard."
With that said, he put the resignation application form handed over by Tu Songjun in the drawer, which meant that he agreed to Tu Songjun's request.
From then on, Tu Songjun was no longer a member of the emergency department of Songjiang People's Hospital.
Tu Songjun bowed deeply to Ouyang Malin, then put away the "Huangdi Neijing" on his desk with red eyes, and walked out holding the book.
Wu Xinge watched Tu Songjun leave in surprise, then looked at Ouyang Malin and several other doctors in the emergency room.
There's something wrong with the atmosphere. What's going on?