Medical road

Being a secretary is not easy, and being a good secretary is even more difficult. Someone once said that someone who can make a good career in the secretarial industry will have nothing to hold him back in the future.

Su Yuan, who graduated from the Department of Public Health, did not go to the civil service examination, but entered the hospital. The official document was impervious and the person was brilliant. In the end, relying on his grandfather and Mr. Wu's experience of starving together, he became Called Mr. Wu's secretary.

After Wu Lao watched Zhang Fan gently and took a sip of tea, the old man was not polite.

"Have you brought the paper?" The tea Zhang Fan drank was almost choked out by the old man.

"Uncle, brought it."

"Well, show it to me, you drink yours!" That's what Zhang Fan said, but Zhang Fan couldn't really do that. After taking out the paper, he stopped drinking tea and waited for Wu's inquiry.

Xue (a) was dumbfounded as soon as he entered the door, let alone drinking tea, even if he was sitting on the sofa, he was sitting in danger, with a stiff body.

"My god, this is Mr. Wu. I saw Mr. Wu. I'm still sitting in Mr. Wu's office. Mr. Wu smiled at me and said hello to me!" Xue (a) Fei His eyes stared like cows.

Mr. Wu's status in the Chinese Surgery arena, it can be said that as long as he comes from a regular medical school, it is estimated that he can become a fan of this.

The whole life of the old man is to properly drive the system which is more powerful than Zhang Fan's. His dazzling medical achievements, Xue (a) Fei is not excited enough to call when he meets, it is already considered as a baby's strength.

"Hehe, you're a trick, King of Cancer, let me see if you have any real opinions." The old man picked up the glazing and began to read the paper.

Essays are either intensively accumulated, or hardly researched and tirelessly verifying the ideological and academic sparks.

As for Zhang Fan's article, there is no spark, but it is also a collection of some of Zhang Fan's experience. It does not seem to be particularly brilliant, but it is very practical.

Just like Zhang Fan, he doesn't have a gorgeous appearance, but he can rely on his own efforts to make his skills impressive.

The old man nodded and shook his head from time to time, sometimes frowned, or took out a pen to write and draw on Zhang Fan's thesis.

Zhang Fan has no bottom and no bottom, and he can't say it himself. From his own eyes, many journals seem to be the same thing, but in fact, he doesn't know how many years have been written over and over again.

In his paper, there are tangible clinical data and some of his prospects. Zhang Fan, who has worked so hard, has not yet completed the task of the surgical system. Therefore, in the matter of writing the paper, his system Is unreliable.

He also implemented some of his ideas during surgery. Originally, he thought that the system would not tell him the future direction of medical development, so I could experiment by myself.

Unfortunately, his idea or outlook was that the first step was passed, and the second step was also successful. When the number of steps is over, he doesn't know what went wrong, and the system will not tell him where he went wrong.

This is a big deal. If you try one by one, then Zhang Fan should not do anything. It will consume the system in one day.

Therefore, sometimes, Zhang Fan gets angry when he has no clue in the system, but the system sticks to the bottom line of the number of tasks.

However, Zhang Fan also wanted to understand that medical treatment was originally a matter of life and death, and he couldn't be too cautious.

"Dean, there is a meeting at the field hospital in the afternoon. Look..." Su Yuan raised his hand to look at his wrist watch, and then gently reminded him.

"Oh, I almost forgot. In this way, Zhang Fan, put the paper here first, and I will help you change it. The things are a bit, but the format and the vocabulary are too rough. You can see that you are not paying attention."

The old man laughed and said, Zhang Fan heard it called a sweat. The old man gave Zhang Fan face, because Zhang Fan's paper had something to do, so he gave face. The old man is usually very strict.

And Zhang Fan's paper is a bit rougher. To tell the truth, he never took it when he took the medical paper course, and now he figured it out by himself according to the format of the journal.

"Wait, Xiao Su will take you to the expert building of the hospital to find you a room, so you can take a good rest.

Since you talked about the king of cancer, there will be an operation tomorrow, how about it?"

The old man looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, like an old cat fishing.

"Want to go, uncle, thesis..."

Wu Lao waved his hand, "In China, there is a layer of essays, but there are not many who dare to be the king of cancer. Small sections, these are small sections.

I don't care about you at night, you young people move freely."

"Good uncle. I brought some snow lotus with me when I came to honor you."

It is estimated that Zhang Fan can give a big gift in Wu's office, and Wu still does not refuse.

There was no major error in the thesis, and Zhang Fan's heart was settled, that is, his uncle. If I met Zhang Fan's master today, I would probably be able to tell Zhang Fan.

This is the difference between a master and an uncle. It does not mean that an uncle is easier to talk.

On the contrary, the uncle is not easy to talk, but the two have different research directions, one is more theoretical and the other is more clinical. Therefore, Zhang Fan still thinks that his uncle is easy to talk in terms of thesis.

"Hehe, I'm interested, it's better for the closed disciple." The old man happily watched with the snow lotus sent by Zhang Fan.

In fact, he is an old western doctor who knows a lot about snow lotus.Tossing over and over again, he exaggerated Fan: "I have a heart, I have a heart."

This is a person who really likes Zhang Fan, and sincerely appreciates Zhang Fan's craftsmanship, otherwise, someone's status, general-level status, can there be a snow lotus?

...

Su Yuan flew out of the administration building with Zhang Fan and Xue (a) who was immersed in excitement.

"Zhang Yuan, the expert building is over there. What is your phone number? If you want to come to the dean's office in the future, please call me and I will pick you up."

"Thank you, Director Su, please."

"No trouble, no trouble, what's the trouble with this."

...

The room arranged by Su Yuan is probably the best room in the Expert Building. It has two bedrooms and one living room, and even the study room. It is estimated that it is definitely not cheap to find such a room in a hotel in the magic city.

After Su Yuan left, Zhang Fan began to rush people: "Okay, I'm also packing up, why should you go."

He and Xue (a) Fei could still be regarded as senior brothers at the beginning, but Zhang Fan went too fast. Before the senior brother's name had been implemented, Zhang Fan was already getting higher and higher.

But the relationship between the two is still good, and it can be considered that they have experienced life and death together, so Zhang Fan is not very polite.

"Don't, Zhang Yuan, you are unfamiliar with your place. I will accompany you to take such a big house, which is still Fangdong's expert building. You will let me stay for one night."

"Go ahead, hurry up, I have something else. I have to go to college to see my sister."

"Oh. I'm leaving now!" Xue (a) was gone and left very reluctantly.