Medical road

On the plane back, Ouyang listened to a group of doctors in the burns. The old lady often despise Zhang Fan's little family, and even felt that this problem was taught by the old high, not at all.

It seems that you ca n’t see good things. Now, the hospital is full of this problem. Listening to the words of fat: Zhang Hospital does not pay attention to us. The equipment is complete, and the dean of others tells me that you can send us one.

"Wow, so generous, great!"

"However, people want to continue to develop anti -freezing oil with us. This back to Zhang Yuan nodded. In fact, I think everyone gives equipment, it should be possible ..."

Ouyang is afraid of this. She feels that now various departments have their own careful thinking. This is not good. She should listen to the arrangement of hospital leaders in the same pace.

I wanted to say a few words, but I resisted again. "Forget it, see himself, don't listen to the old mother's words, he is crying. I don’t know if this kid has any side effects after the needle. Wang Hong is also a nap. Well. Hey, none of them are worrying. "

The worry -free Zhang Fan had entered the operating room at this time. Lao Chen followed Zhang Fan, and Wang Hong's goods even went to Shao Hua to go shopping.

Zhang Fan took Zhao Jingjin into the operating room. Zhao Jingjin toured the start. The surgery was getting better and better, and the auxiliary was more and more powerful. Even some hospitals in the magic capital secretly dug him. After he was a little nervous.

Well, the black -faced people standing in a row, Nima's own textbooks were compiled by others. Now they stand in a row to welcome themselves. Although their faces are not good, these people are like gods like a god that year. The presence.

Zhao Jingjin was like Zhang Fan, and found that Zhang Fan couldn't see a trace of tension on his face.

Lao Zhao had to sigh in his heart: "The dean is still the dean, this momentum is not what I can learn!"

In fact, Zhang Fan knew that this group of old men was an uncle, a group of old men who did not have his own master, and were still old -fashioned. He didn't know that the first six editions of the surgical textbook were almost edited by this group of people, because he learned exactly the sixth edition, and the old man had been eliminated.

The battle for the textbooks that year was also very powerful. In the first year when the old man was absent, many medical institutions did not use the textbooks of the edition of the edition, and the second year, the power was robbed by the people of the capital and the magic capital.

"Start anesthesia!" In the operating room, Zhang Fan began to order. There was no greetings, no intention to say hello, as soon as he entered the operating room, Zhang Fan was like a king, even like a domineering unreasonable monarch.

"Anesthesia!"

"The surgical equipment is ready!"

"The operation starts!"

In the operating room of the old man's improved surgery at that time, the disciples of the ancestors started the operation of surgical improvement again. There are no extra surgical observants, and even the director of Puwai did not come in.

Although it was a group of old men, after Zhang Fan's operation, the old man opened his eyes widely, and he watched Zhang Fan's surgical operation seriously than one.

Cut the skin, enter the abdomen, and the old man frowned for a while, and was surprised again!

"How does this kid's technique seem to be instead!" The dean of Jiangcheng Affiliated Hospital whisperedly asked another brother around him.

"Well, similar but different!"

Although similar, Zhang Fan's technique is more accurate and less damage.

Enter the abdominal cavity step by step, and then separate the gallbladder blood vessels, gallbladder nerves, clean the lymph little by little, and cut the tissue little by little.

Slowly, a few old men didn't speak, because they saw that Zhang Fan's technique was even more powerful.

For four hours, no lunch was delayed, and Zhang Fan's surgery ended.

In the observation room of the operating room, "How?" The old man Lu looked at the brothers of Jiangcheng and asked seriously.

No one spoke, a group of brothers made together, and everyone didn't speak.

The old man Wu said quietly: "Is it waiting for the ancestral system to disappear, will you speak?"

In fact, the public case of that year was complicated and complicated, and simple and simple. A group of people felt that everything should not be done according to the old man, and the other group of people felt that the old man's improved operation could no longer be changed.

There is a contradiction!

"Arrange Zhang Fan for a PhD!" The old man Wu said gently!

"He must come from Hanjiang Medical University!" The old man Lu followed.

Native

"When did the doctoral defense meeting, even the opening ceremony was so grand? Even the retired old monsters came to participate. What are you going to do?"

On the campus of Jiangcheng Medical University, a group of students looked at the notice in the notice column inexplicably.

"Grand? Can you really use grand metaphors? This Nima is a bomb. You can see the members of the defense team, the academician of the aegis and the hepatoscopy, a clumsy, a clumsy, six academicians, what are you going to do!"

Ordinary students don't quite understand!

However, the general doctors know that the third generation of the ancestors came out.

The first generation was the old man, but the second generation of ordinary people said that it was the old man Wu, but the ancestral department did not recognize it. Now, the old man Wu and the old man Lu came with Zhang Fan.

At that time, the second generation selected by the old man, as well as the second generation recognized by the outside world.

"It's boring, the ancestral system was over, and the third generation came out."

There were no notifications, but the ancestral disciples who could come all came, gathered in Jiangcheng, and collected at the Affiliated Medical College.

"Brother, you said that this little boy is big enough, now this kid is still registered with orthopedics!"

"Oh, uncle's mouth didn't say, in fact, he was still very angry, but there was no way. This product feels like orthopedic." The foreign dean and the old disciples of the old man of Wu chatted.

Zhang Fan's doctoral defense began. Six academicians, a group of scholars behind the academicians, a group of scholars in rivers and lakes, and several veteran academicians look solemnly, but a group of scholars sitting behind the academicians are very relaxed, and even some people are far from far away. Zhang Fan made a ghost face.

If they were just appreciated Zhang Fan and appreciated Zhang Fan's level before, but when Zhang Fan made the improvement of gallbladder cancer, this group of people admired.

Now no one will say that the old man and the old man are eccentric, because this is a real achievement, or even crushing the achievements of the generation.

The process of defense is very slow, a question follows one question.

On -site defense, dialing the scene at the scene. When Zhang Fan took a doctorate certificate of graduation, Zhang Fan really had a kind of Nima. See who would take Lao Tzu's honorary doctorate in the future. The academic qualifications gone the back door.

"Going to the Hanjiang River, this is your root. Although your surgical level is very good, it is still very rough. Your master's surgical level is the worst of our brothers. Now your way is a bit wild. Don't be unconvinced.

While we are still alive, while we can pick up the knife, take a look, and change the style of your wild road a little, it will better improve your future surgical technology. "

Zhang Fan was holding the old man who had not spoken to the master. When he thought about what he thought in his heart, he heard the old man Lu saying, "Don't bow? Your uncle has been with the old man for decades. Still there. "

As soon as Zhang Fan heard it, he bowed quickly. Although there are systems, there are some small details and some of the tips of surgery. In fact, there are many factors that cannot be passed on to later people, such as the dispute between martial arts and the dispute of spirit.

"Academician Six Academician Plugs Dr. One, Zhang Fan Niu forced!"

Who is not envious below the academician of the general abroad.

In such a word, the brothers who did not contact for many years, and even did not speak, seemed to unblocked their hearts.

"Uncle, you have retired ..."

"I plan to go to Cutcho to see, let your Master teach students, it is a group of experiments, and then everyone will say that the ancestors are all wild roads!"

As soon as Zhang Fan heard it, his eyes were laughing. Nima still had someone, and there was a backstage!

I planned to stay in Jiangcheng for a day or two, but I couldn't leave.

In the past few days, a group of old men performed surgery like showing off, from appendix to gallbladder, from gallbladder to liver and gallbladder.

Even the old man Wu had performed surgery himself.

Zhang Fan followed the table, an operation and one operation with the table.

The brothers who came to watch the ceremony saw that Nima could leave, they didn't leave, and followed the stage.

For a while, more and more doctors brought together.

This kind of surgery makes Zhang Fan's brothers not be unable to, but the precipitation of some technologies and experience over the years are really not described as skilled.

For a week, Zhang Fan felt that he had stumbled before, as if it was smooth.

"Go to the capital!"

The team's team has grown. Only the old man Lu and the old man Wu gave Zhang Fan on the stage, but in Jiangcheng, Zhang Fan was convinced of a group of old stubbornness here, but he also integrated into the teacher door that had no emotion.

Eight academicians accompanied Zhang Fan to the capital.

The medical community in the capital has shocked, "This Nima, is this surgery? This is the hit, eight academicians, should you be shameless!"

"What are they going to do, do they want to go back to the power of editing?"

"Do you want to push Zhang Fan into academicians, Dr. Nima hasn't been hot, just want to enter the academician? It's shameless."

For a while, the north and south of the country looked at the capital.

The plane landed, Zhang Fan's liaison officer, and the deputy director of the office personally came to pick up the plane. Looking at Zhang Fan's posture, I kept feeling, "Fortunately, I have been in contact, and this guy is too scary. Nima has a tour and let superiors pay attention."

Although the team is not majestic and even a bit staggered, the outside world is not talking about Huaguo, and even the world dare not underestimate this team.

Zhang Fan was holding a few old men, and he was very proud of his heart, "Nima, Lao Tzu is now someone!"