Director Fan doesn't know who Victor Vinbanyama is. He doesn't watch basketball, he only watches football.

But this seemed to be a relatively good gimmick, and he began to think about it.

Celebrities, sports stars, and coming to China for surgery is a gimmick in itself. In addition, the star halo is shrouded in it, it seems to be a big deal!

However, when I came to China to find Ji Xiang for surgery, I should not be a well-known star. It is hard to say that third-rate stars are.

Director Fan then picked up his mobile phone and started searching for Wenban Yama.

When he saw a series of glamorous resumes under the name of Wenban Yama, he was stunned.

...

...

Zhao Zhe accompanied Ji Xiang to check the room and wrote the medical record with a smile.

Zhao Zhe smiled like an old fox, "Boss Miao, the family of this patient is very considerate."

"What a pity. I want to stay but I can't." Zhao Mengmeng felt a little regretful, but she smiled, "But this time I was quite rewarding, at least I had an additional paper on "New England"."

"Of course, second-line professors in other departments answered the phone in the middle of the night and wanted to curse people. We are different. No matter who is on the second-line class, you don't mind taking the surgery in the middle of the night." Mr. Miao said, "My classmate... isn't right, Brother Zhao, you continue."

"The God of Medicine in Ancient Greek Mythology." Zhao Mengmeng explained in a low voice.

"What a joke?" Zhao Zhe keenly captured the key point in Ji Xiang's words.

A middle-aged man knocks on the door.

Mr. Miao was able to penetrate it at once. He scratched his head, but didn't know what to say, and laughed.

"You're welcome, it's all right."

"When the patient was discharged from the hospital, he gave her a banner alone, which happened to be the time when we handed over the shift."

"I used to be in a small hospital. There was a nurse in our department who had a very high acupuncture level and spoke slowly no matter how urgent it was. I gave the patient a gastric tube and the urethra catheter was very gentle."

"Hahaha." Zhao Zhe was so funny that he laughed.

"Uh..." Mr. Miao was slightly stunned.

Zhao Mengmeng expressed her envy for this. When she came to participate in a program, she rarely wrote the medical records herself and someone did it for her. Ji Xiang's schedule was beyond words.

"That's right."

"I joked with the patient's family, but they brought the pennant here again the next morning."

"Okay, thank you." Mr. Miao then talked a lot with the patient's family.

"This is a sign of gratitude to you, and you must accept it."

"Is it true that Asclepius is alive and Hippocrates is reborn?" Mr. Miao asked with wide eyes.

"What happened later?" Mr. Miao asked with interest.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~"

When Mr. Miao heard the top paper, he drooled in his envy and turned into Deputy Director Zou, almost wearing a surgical mask.

"What did you do later?" Zhao Zhe looked at Ji Xiang curiously.

After more than ten minutes, Mr. Miao still didn't understand.

Zhao Zhe looked at Miao for a few seconds, and saw that he really thought so, he shook his head slightly.

"This is also the wish of the patient's family. I'm embarrassed to say no."

"The nurse resigned soon." Zhao Zhe gave the answer directly.

"Oh, that's a good thing." Mr. Miao replied casually.

"Yes." Ji Xiang said, "It's not appropriate. Bloodletting therapy should be popular at that time. First, put half a pelvic blood to balance the body fluids. Whether it works or not is something that will happen in the future."

"Resign? Why?"

Mr. Miao was stunned and supported. He knew very well that such disgusting things as working overtime. In the future, there were annual leave and the means of not giving up the work, so it was easier for the head nurse to deal with a young nurse.

"Xiaoquan? I didn't feel it. It was strange to collect the banner in the middle of the night for the first time."

The room was in a strange silence.

“…”

"All the support, the head nurse of the overtime nurse will send her to her, saying that she has high technical skills and treats her as a relative."

"Yes, you can receive a banner after an internship." Mr. Miao praised.

"Who is Asclepius?" Zhao Zhe asked in confusion.

"Me." Ji Xiang thought for a while, "I received it once, it was my internship."

In his opinion, Miao is always spoiled by a child.

The pennant has four words: "Magic Hands to Rejuvenate" and "Rejuvenation".

"Please come in." Mr. Miao knew that he was a patient's family and held a banner in his hand. He knew at a glance that he had been working overnight.

"Yes, what did you do?" Mr. Miao asked.

The patient's family was a little embarrassed. Seeing that the smile on Mr. Miao's face was very procedural, he explained, "I really don't understand the rules of your hospital, but you are still young, and I dare not send banners during the day."

“…”

"The patient's family is good, I can handle it." Zhao Zhe smiled, then looked at Ji Xiang, "Xiao Ji, have you received the banner?"

"Our director likes this banner in particular. The banner he received was not a thousand or eight hundred. They were stacked together, even if they were hung. But this banner was very special, at least it was different from other banners."

"I said the Western medicine pennant was about the rebirth of Asclepius."

"Hello, Dr. Miao." The patient's family bent slightly, "We will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. Thank you and the director for your operation in this accident."

"We don't understand the rules of the hospital either. We worked hard to make a banner. Don't dislike it."

"It shouldn't be." Ji Xiang didn't say anything too sure, but it was the doctor's ambiguous tone.

"Mr. Miao, the atmosphere in your department is really good." Zhao Zhe praised.

And the cause is a pennant.

"Hehe." Ji Xiang scratched his head embarrassedly, "But the patient's family still realized that it was not good to just write my name. After explaining it to me, they added a lot of names and put me to the end."

"I said that Hua Tuo is a Chinese medicine practitioner in his life, and we are Western medicine."

"How could it be, how could it be?" Mr. Miao answered politely and took the banner.

He opened a folder, printed out the precautions after discharge that he should have given the patient the next day and explained them one by one.

What about the hospital? The emergency department is successful and it is normal to collect a banner.

Jealousy is one of the most basic emotions of human beings.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, the show seems to be over. Will you really not stay?" Zhao Mengmeng asked timidly.

“…”

"I don't want to. The patient's family only wrote my name, and there is no director or professor who teaches on behalf of others. How can I collect the banner?" Ji Xiang said.

"When my internship ended, this banner was hung in his office."

Mr. Miao glanced at Ji Xiang deeply.

"Mr. Miao, the atmosphere in your department is really good. I didn't have such good luck when I was young." Zhao Zhe glanced at Mr. Miao and said softly.

"It's okay. I was in the First Affiliated Hospital for internships, graduate school, and doctoral studies. At the beginning, I was a public enemy of gastrointestinal surgery."
Chapter completed!