Three Hundred and Eighty Third Come on, I Love You! Mess in the Wind

The latest website: Not long after, more and more SMS replies were sent to Deputy Director Li's cell phone in Shuitanzi.

"I don't know, Chasu Zhang Fan has never heard of it! When did you come to Sanchuan? I haven't seen you for a long time!" This is his classmate in Sanchuan Orthopedics.

Many people do not know. He doesn't care anymore at this time. Now he just waited for his chief director to issue a signal for a general attack. As for Zhang Fan, it didn't matter!

Isn't he just the executive director of a small hospital, he doesn't even pinch his eyelids.

As a result, in the end, a classmate who was engaged in general foreign affairs in Shanghai sent back a message, "You are talking about Chasu Zhang Yuan, Zhang Fan. He studied under Jade Bird Lu, and he is Qiu Lao's disciple in Jade Bird, Academician Lu.

Zhang Yuan can also be regarded as a disciple of the Qiu Sect. He is very good at liver and gallbladder surgery. He is probably better than the blue one. The old Wu of Fangdong, the magic capital, admires him very much! "

Experts on other rostrums also received inquiries from their mobile phones. Several people looked at each other, and they all saw different thoughts in each other's eyes, yes, they just couldn't figure it out.

Damn, it's a general surgeon on stage? Are we completely intimidated by general surgery doctors?

Looking at the message sent by the classmate on the phone, "What and what is this!"

As for Mr. Lu and Mr. Wu, Director Li doesn't care, anyway, he is not an outsider.

After reading the message, he looked up at Zhang Fan, wondering, "Is this guy mentally ill?"

Just when he was wondering if there was something wrong with Zhang Fan's mind, a message from his family's chief director came. Director Li quickly clicked on the text message.

A text message from Lao Zhao, director of Shuitanzi Orthopedics Department, was sent to Deputy Director Li's phone. Seeing Director Zhao replying to the message so quickly, the deputy director who called himself Xiao Li felt as sweet as drinking honey. Although he also claims to be a director.

But it is still far away from the chief director of his family.

"Who asked you to attend the annual meeting held by Johnson & Johnson? The hospital has repeatedly emphasized that it should take as little part in commercial annual meetings as possible. What's the matter with you? Didn't your director convey the spirit of our orthopedic meeting?"

Lao Zhao's message, like a mace with barbs, directly stunned Director Li.

"Isn't the point that someone plagiarized your surgery photos?" Lao Li was sweating coldly on his forehead.

He didn't even dare to curse Lao Zhao in his heart. When he was thinking about how to reply. Lao Zhao's phone call came directly.

Lao Li was so scared that his cell phone almost fell to the ground. Looking at Lao Zhao's incoming call, his hands were shaking.

What the hell is going on, what is going on in this world. Doctors in general surgery are engaged in orthopedics, and their chief director pursues his own problems regardless of his surgical results being plagiarized.

God, what the hell is going on here.

He didn't dare to delay too much, he didn't care about the etiquette of the venue, picked up his mobile phone while answering it, and ran towards the side door of the venue. Those who run are called fast, and those who run are called desperate.

But everyone was listening to Zhang Fan's report attentively, and no one paid attention to him.

"Director Zhao..." As soon as the connection was made, he called the director.

The other party interrupted him.

"Did Zhang Fan from Chasu also go to Johnson & Johnson's annual meeting?" Old Zhao's familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Yes, yes, yes, Yuan Zhang is giving a report now!"

What stood up to provoke trouble, what stood in front of Zhang Fan and punctured his lies, what treated him differently, what he slapped on the shoulder, all turned to ashes.

Because when he heard Lao Zhao talk about Zhang Fan, he had already recognized that Zhang Fan was very familiar with his chief director. He still pondered for a while about the tone of his chief executive.

Therefore, he didn't even dare to call out Zhang Fan's name directly.

He was about to cry, what was all this about, if the excrement man didn't dig out the excrement properly, what kind of fun would he have when he came to the orthopedic department? I knew that I would be fine.

He didn't even touch the fox fur, and it caused a lot of trouble.

"Oh? He also gave a report! Hey, what report does he have to do? He's not ashamed of what he can do! Isn't he doing general surgery now? He has done several orthopedic surgeries!"

Director Li seemed to hear a strong smell of vinegar from the phone. As long as he doesn't pursue issues that he doesn't understand the spirit of the meeting, he doesn't care even if his director tastes old.

"I'll fax his report later, and I want to see how he has the nerve to stand in front of his colleagues and say that he is an orthopedic surgeon." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. He didn't pursue Director Li's issue any more.

This kind of thing is actually a matter of turning a blind eye. It's enough to hit it once, and it doesn't make much sense if you really want to pursue it. If he is not obedient in the future, what happened this time is the reason to deal with him, and it is the right way to provoke him.

Not to mention that Dr. Li entered the venue sweating profusely.

Lao Zhao, who was far away in the capital, thought of that boy at home, that boy who looked simple and honest but was a thief like a monkey, and he couldn't get angry at all.

It can be said that Lao Zhao loves and hates Zhang Fan deeply. At the beginning, regardless of his old face, he wanted this bastard to be his student, but he said that he studied under Mr. Lu.

Obviously so talented in orthopedics, but he said that he wants to do general surgery, it's okay, if he doesn't have this ambition, he can't force others to do it. And I endured it myself, who made my cards not as strong as Qiu Pai's ancestors.

It was not in vain for him to choose Qiu Pai who is a general surgeon.

But this bastard turned around, and now he claims to be an orthopedic doctor, and he is bluffing and deceiving all over the world to participate in the orthopedic annual meeting. It is true that the tiger in the mountain is not at home, and the little hairy monkey is the king.

Old Zhao's rice is no longer delicious, and the watermelon in his hand is not sweet anymore. He sits on the sofa and does nothing. He just waits for Xiao Li to pass on the report of that bastard, and see how he taunts him. Let him bluff and deceive all over the world.

You don't come to the orthopedics department, hum!

Old Zhao was gnashing his teeth angrily while sitting on the sofa, but in fact, there might be a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

Really, stubborn and cute. This kind of indomitable and serious character is probably one of the qualities that he can make achievements in orthopedics.

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The annual meeting of Johnson & Johnson Orthopedics.

As Zhang Fan's reports became more and more advanced and his skills became more and more sophisticated, the young doctors in the back row all began to listen to the book that day, and some of the almost talented ones died of pain.

There are also those that are not painful, because they don't understand, but it doesn't prevent him from showing off.

Taking the photo I took, I chose the middle one, an anatomical exploded view of the sagittal spine without head and tail, and edited it: Well, this time I was fortunate to listen to Mr. Zhang’s report on the spine, and I was really impressed. many! Work hard, work hard, love the self who works hard!

Next to the sagittal picture, I took a photo of myself with scissors. Of course, the most important thing is to take the participation certificate hanging around my neck as if I accidentally took it in.

Then I clicked publish, and then refreshed the QQ space, waiting for envious replies from those master students who did not study for a master's degree and who were not qualified to participate in the conference.