Chapter 1633 Our Best Doctor

"Old Ma, I'm not telling you. Your doctor is not high-level, but you have a great temper. Go on like this, hey!" Ringer didn't say the result, but everyone knew what he meant.

Director Tian was very unconvinced, but the young doctor in front of him swore an almost impossible diagnosis...

The key is that the medical director of 912 still fully supports it, and does not hesitate to bring the matter to the ministry. Ringer was full of confidence and put on a posture of "I'll take you down".

Is it wrong to judge by yourself?

He watched the film carefully, but still found nothing.

"I'm going to make a phone call, Lao Lin, how old are you, and you are still so ill-tempered." Director Ma said a few words and went out to make a phone call.

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3′12″ later, Vice President Yuan’s cell phone rang.

Sitting in the community hospital, I originally went with the determination to die, but the journey went smoothly and I came out like this.

Vice-President Yuan sat in the chair, basking in the sun.

He didn't want to see anyone, just wanted to bask in the sun.

It's nice to be alive.

The phone rang, he glanced at it, and saw that it was President Liu of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University, a little helpless.

The phone of this hospital can be left unanswered, and administrative affairs will be handled after Dean Yan is discharged from the hospital.

With Ye Qingqiu in charge of medical matters, there can be no major problems.

However, there was a difficult and severe case in the Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Medical University, and Elder Gu had to go for consultation.

Gu Lao is not feeling well, after all, he is old, which is understandable. So Vice President Yuan directly waved his hand and let Boss Zheng go.

After a series of events, Vice President Yuan has turned from suspicion to recognition, from recognition to belief in Zheng Ren.

As for blind obedience...he didn't think about it.

What's wrong with that? Vice President Yuan answered the phone helplessly.

"President Liu, what's the matter?"

"President Yuan, how is Dr. Zheng's level?" Dean Liu's voice came over the phone.

"It's definitely not a problem." Vice President Yuan smiled, doubting Boss Zheng's level. That's fine, the more skeptical they are, the more they prove their stupidity in hindsight.

Imperial Medical University, Principal Zhang's words of returning to the scene are still ringing in his ears.

"real?"

"President Liu, I sincerely give you the best doctor from my heart. If you are so suspicious, then let Dr. Zheng come back." Vice President Yuan's tone was a little unhappy, but his face was full of expression. The smile proved his true thoughts.

"A gunshot wound, as you know, Dr. Zheng said that the bullet was in the heart. It doesn't need to be surgically removed, but to be removed by interventional surgery. Lao Yuan, tell me, do you believe it?" the other side complained.

Vice President Yuan was slightly startled, and his smile froze for a moment, but when he turned around, it returned to normal.

"I'm sure I believe it. Let's not participate in clinical affairs if we are engaged in political work. Our President Yan said that everything the agency does must be escorted for the clinical practice, yes..."

Barabara, as if holding a dean's office meeting, Vice Dean Yuan spoke indifferently for nearly 3 minutes.

This kind of cliché, if he doesn't stop it, he can say it for the rest of his life.

"Lao Yuan, Director Lin of your medical department said that if he doesn't do it here, he will be transferred to your hospital."

"Turn it around." Vice President Yuan said with a smile: "If you don't dare to do it, then turn it over and we will do it. If something goes wrong, I will explain it to the ministry."

Silence on the other side of the phone.

Dean Liu of the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University was shocked by Vice Dean Yuan's attitude.

Such a bizarre judgment, this bizarre surgical method, does not even question the vice president Yuan, who is in charge of clinical work?

Is there any reason?

Is there any king law?

Vice President Yuan still had a relaxed smile on his face, waiting for the other party to speak.

A few seconds later, the voice from the other side came.

"Old Yuan, you know what the condition of the injured person is. The department attaches great importance to it, and the operation must not be missed."

"I know, otherwise you wouldn't ask us for a consultation." Vice President Yuan said with a smile: "But I believe in the judgment of the clinical front-line doctors, I will not interfere with their diagnosis and treatment, all I have to do is... …”

Another barbara cliché.

I guess that side is already tired.

Pick it up, drop it, and go back and forth two or three times. Vice President Yuan has the upper hand.

Because the patient is not in his own hospital, he can knead President Liu any way he wants.

Then there's - Vice President Yuan has confidence in Boss Zheng, so he dares to play like this.

There are so many bizarre clinical cases, there is something strange in the heart, there are cases that have been in the brain for decades, and vice president Yuan thought to himself.

"Lao Yuan, are you so confident?" Dean Liu said anxiously.

"Sure, I said it all, I sent the strongest doctor to the consultation. You don't appreciate it, and you don't believe it. What can I do?" Vice President Yuan said with a smile.

"A Nobel Prize candidate, is it true?"

"Well, the yard follows the fruit picking." Vice President Yuan said: "All the way, Boss Zheng has worked hard for the candidates, and it has nothing to do with me."

"Really?" That side still didn't believe it.

"Old Liu, how many years have we been together, have you seen that I am not concerned about the diagnosis and treatment of clinical patients? Did you joke?" Vice President Yuan's tone became much more solemn, "I will tell you something."

"you say."

"Two days ago, Boss Zheng carried out the task of the health care team and went to Nanyang."

"You're so young to go abroad to perform tasks, it's amazing." The compliment on that side was insincere.

"The invitation letter from the Massachusetts General Hospital has arrived before the person comes back." Vice President Yuan sold out.

"Invitation letter? Why? Is it an academic meeting? That's not bad."

"No, I'm inviting Boss Zheng to become a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital." Vice President Yuan didn't hold him too much, and threw Wang Zhai directly.

"..."

Sure enough, as expected, the other side did not speak.

When going abroad to perform tasks, the health care team should see a doctor for an important person. There are not too many possibilities in the middle of being able to be linked with the Massachusetts General Hospital.

On the other side of the phone, Dean Liu's mind flashed, and he instantly thought of countless possibilities.

But no matter what the possibility is, it proves one point - Boss Zheng went abroad and slapped Massachusetts General Hospital in the face, and in the end, in order to settle the matter, he had to obediently give the title of tenured professor.

It doesn't matter how much allowance you get.

For example, a tenured professor at Peking University, Ji Xianlin. Such as the name of the thunder, the master of Chinese studies, the academic leader, and the national treasure.

This title surrounds tenured professors.

Massachusetts General Hospital, no matter how the rankings change, is always one of the top five hospitals in the world.

Dean Liu knows what it means to be a tenured professor there.

The silence on the other side of the phone made Vice President Yuan very satisfied.

"Old Liu, I haven't told the outside world about this. I told you secretly, don't go out and fool around."

"Okay, you can figure it out. If you don't dare, just transfer me to 912. Hang up."

After speaking, Vice President Yuan hung up the phone.

The warm sun shines on the body, warm and comfortable.

Vice President Yuan closed his eyes slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely satisfying.