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Chapter 245 Conspiracy

Zhang Dagang also nodded in response, and then followed Wang Xiuhua into her office.

Wang Xiuhua's beauty shop mainly uses traditional Chinese medicine for beauty.

The shelves in the office are filled with various unfinished semi-finished products.

Zhang Dagang used the power of the dragon to explore everything, and then stretched out his hand to help Wang Xiuhua reconcile.

Within ten minutes, Zhang Dagang used the power of the dragon to squeeze out bottles of the original liquid that was enough to remove turbidity and brighten the skin from the Chinese herbal medicines and mix them together in proportion.

Those raw solutions are about 500 ml, and they are absolutely good stuff.

After explaining how to use Wang Xiuhua's liquid, Zhang Dagang looked at the clock hanging on the wall, looked at the reluctant Wang Xiuhua and said, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will be back soon."

After leaving the beauty shop, Zhang Dagang used the power of the dragon to quickly run towards the hospital in the city.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the hospital, I saw Zhou Xingxing standing in the corridor outside, looking up and down, looking exactly like a watcher's stone.

Seeing Zhang Dagang coming, Zhou Xingxing quickly stepped forward and took Zhang Dagang's arm, fearing that he would leave again.

"Dagang, we haven't seen each other for two days, and you've missed me so much these past two days." Zhou Xingxing said with a coquettish look on his face: "You have to treat me to a pig's trotter rice today to make up for it."

The two of them walked and chatted, and when they arrived at the intern's office, they saw those people gathered around excitedly.

When Curly Mao saw the two people coming in, he quickly greeted them and shared the good news with them.

"Xingxing, Dagang, I just heard good news. Our hospital is launching a clinical trial this Thursday, and the director has allowed us interns to participate, saying it will give us more clinical experience." Curly Mao was eager to try.

, the excitement in his eyes overflowed uncontrollably.

Young people like them have long been tired of following Jiang Shuai and writing medical records every day.

At this moment, the newly appointed vice president looked at the interns gathered together and said with a kind face: "Don't be nervous, everyone. This time the clinical trial president has been replaced by Dr. Chang from the Department of Surgery. He will lead you little carrot heads."

, we can go and have a look when we have the opportunity, and establishing a good relationship with Dr. Chang will be of great help to you in the future."

After being reminded by the deputy dean, those people nodded excitedly.

They are better behaved than rabbits. This is the first time Zhang Dagang has met them.

"This deputy dean is incredible. Although he is only in his thirties, he is already a doctoral supervisor at the Stanford School of Medicine in the United States. Where is the full professor?"

Ma Chuan looked at Zhang Dagang proudly and said, "Unlike some people, even after graduating from high school, they dare to work as an intern in a big hospital."

Speaking of this, a hint of admiration appeared in Ma Chuan's eyes: "With such a high degree of education, you are actually willing to return to our small Suhai City as a vice president. Let me see you, an intern doctor with the same degree of education as a nurse,

Why do you have the nerve to appear in front of the vice president?"

As soon as Ma Chuan finished speaking, several other interns burst out laughing.

Zhou Xingxing clenched his fists angrily and wanted to hit Ma Chuan, but was stopped by Zhang Dagang: "There is no need to argue with him. If a dog bites you, is it possible that we will bite you back?"

However, my academic qualifications are really criticized.

It seems that you need to improve your academic qualifications first before you can silence these people.

Zhang Dagang had completely forgotten his identity as the vice president of the Affiliated Hospital of the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine at this time.

He didn't even think about his status as one of the three major directors in the medical field, which made the people in front of him flinch and dare not even think about it.

He walked to his seat and started to pack up the information on the table.

Zhang Dagang has never participated in a clinical trial, but it must be based on the same principle as traditional Chinese medicine testing drugs.

Seeing that Zhang Dagang ignored him, Ma Chuan did not dare to openly cause trouble in this office.

After all, the vice-president heard that it was the worst thing to see someone making noise in a hospital, disrespecting patients, and showing no medical ethics.

The morning was uneventful, but the interns followed Jiang Shuai and encountered a new case, and then another new case.

In the boring life day after day, Zhang Dagang has actually learned in the field of Western medicine under the supervision of Zhou Xingxing.

Even his case record analysis was used as a model by Jiang Shuai.

Ma Chuan and others were naturally dissatisfied. After all, they were all students from a regular medical university. How could they be suppressed by a farmer who graduated from high school in the hospital?

"Dagang's progress is obvious to all of us. As for some interns, if they focus on studying medicine, I'm afraid they won't be much worse than Dagang."

"Whoever messes with those little Jiujiu in the office in the future, don't blame me for not passing the assessment when the time comes."

Jiang Shuai's face was gloomy, and he couldn't help but feel disappointed when he looked at Ma Chuan's case notes placed on the table.

Originally, he was very optimistic about this intern, but who knew that after entering the hospital, he did not focus on treating diseases and saving people, but instead focused on Dagang.

Although his case analysis records are not worse than those written by others, they are definitely not at the level that Ma Chuan should be.

After all, they were all adults. Jiang Shuai did not name them, but just sent all their medical records.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of his office, and then a nurse's voice came from outside: "Dr. Jiang, the results of the election of the director of the hospital have come out. Go and take a look."

The nurse's voice was filled with excitement. She looked at Jiang Chuan who opened the door and walked out excitedly, and congratulated happily in advance: "Congratulations to you, Dr. Jiang. Based on your qualifications and contribution to the hospital, you must be the one to be the director."

The nurse had a crush on the handsome Jiang Shuai, so the two of them got close to each other on weekdays. She did not think Jiang Shuai had a weird temper as other doctors and nurses said.

As soon as the others heard that the election of the hospital director had come out, they immediately cheered as they watched Jiang Shuai and the young nurse leave.

Everyone in the hospital felt that the position of director would go to Jiang Shuai.

When Jiang Shuai becomes the director, they will finally no longer have to be criticized by Jiang Shuai every day.

At this moment, everyone in the office, whether it was for Jiang Shuai's own good or for their own good, worked together for the first time to hope that Jiang Shuai could become the director.

Everyone dispersed in a hurry and headed towards the hospital's bulletin board.

The bulletin board was already crowded with doctors and nurses in white coats.

When several people arrived, they saw Jiang Shuai walking out of the crowd dejectedly.

Looking at the excited faces of several interns, I passed them expressionlessly and returned to the office.

Zhou Xingxing looked at Dr. Jiang who was leaving with a strange look on his face: "Is Dr. Jiang stupidly happy?"

Zhang Dagang shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple."

Jiang Shuai was not the dean's man, but he was a doctor who made the dean gnash his teeth in disgust. How could he just let Jiang Shuai take the position of director just before his eyes? The dean might have tampered with something in the process.

Zhang Dagang looked at the notice board posted on the wall and squeezed into the crowd.


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