Three are from Tokyo National Hospital, the UCLA Medical Center and the Massachusetts General Hospital.

The latest statistics show that Massachusetts General Hospital ranks first in the world in the medical system, surpassing Mayo Clinic and Johns Hopkins Hospital.

So for this exchange meeting, Chris Johnson, the director of Massachusetts General Hospital, naturally sat in the middle.

The content of this dean's symposium is to discuss the development, difficulties and opportunities of the medical industry.

No one expected that the organizing committee could invite Dean Chris Johnson to attend the forum and speak.

The world's number one, this word is full of gold.

President Yan sat in the first row, thinking in his mind.

Perhaps because of the establishment of the Magic City Jiahui International Hospital, in order to expand publicity and influence, President Chris Johnson was invited.

The road to Grade A hospitals will become increasingly difficult in the future.

Private hospitals are poaching, and many young and middle-aged doctors who have just been trained and have a team of professors have been poached with high salaries.

The retired old director and the old professor also went to large private hospitals.

That's not all. Even the world's number one hospital like Massachusetts General Hospital has extended its hands to the country and established a special oncology hospital in the Magic City.

The development of 912 has a long way to go.

In fact, large public hospitals like 912 have not suffered the biggest blow. Only Grade A hospitals like Haicheng First Hospital have been under the greatest pressure.

Dean Chris Johnson is speaking, lengthy and boring.

She was very young and obviously nervous when she translated the nonsense in a simultaneous interpretation.

Below, some of the presidents from all over the country hold atomic pens and pretend to record carefully; some whisper and talk about joining forces; some try to get close to the presidents of top tertiary hospitals in the country to establish good relationships and see if they can establish an academician workstation or something like that.

As for the glorious history and promotion of modern medicine that Dean Chris Johnson told about the Massachusetts General Hospital, no one cared about it.

After 5′22″, Dean Chris Johnson's assistant took out his cell phone from the file bag. He glanced at him and waved his cell phone at Dean Chris.

The dean was reading the manuscript very seriously and did not notice what his assistant was doing in the audience.

In the view of Dean Chris Johnson, this is an inspiring speech, and he must do his best to set up the atmosphere.

The assistant had no choice but to know that it would take at least 10 minutes to finish reading this manuscript, so he had to hang up his phone.

But the person on the other side of the phone was very persistent and called the phone in again and again.

Even if the Boston Red Sox won the Major League Baseball Championship, they can't be so anxious and can't even wait for a speech.

The assistant took a look helplessly.

The phone screen has been marked with another mobile phone number, and the name is a big shot that I can't afford to offend.

He hesitated for a moment and would definitely help Dean Chris Johnson to explain the situation.

"Hello."

"Chris, you bastard, don't answer the board's phone!"

"Dr. Jason Varitek, Dean Chris, is giving a speech, and it is not convenient to answer your call."

"Little Charlie, interrupt the hell talk immediately and call Chris! I want to tell him the board's resolution, and it's just his vote. Although his opinion is not important, he still needs to..."

Assistant Charlie immediately realized that something big had happened.

The board of directors of Massachusetts General Hospital rarely hurriedly notify Dean Chris about anything, let alone interrupting speeches rudely.

He did not hesitate that Dr. Jason Varietek could not be offended by a small assistant.

Assistant Charlie trotted all the way to the rostrum, handed the phone to Dean Chris Johnson, and said one second before he got angry: "The Dean, it was Dr. Jason Varitek's phone call, saying that the board will have a major resolution."

Simultaneous interpretation is a young girl who just graduated from school, which is the first important task in her life.

She was very nervous and subconsciously translated the words of her assistant Charlie.

All the domestic deans in the audience raised their heads and looked at Dean Chris Johnson.

"Damn the board of directors." Dean Chris Johnson whispered, picked up his cell phone and raised his hand to signal that he wanted to leave.

When he just sent out a character, Jason Varitek's voice roared out on the phone.

It's so real after the microphone.

The simultaneous interpretation nervously translated this sentence.

"Chris, Keenta met Dr. Zheng and invited him to become the tenured professor in our hospital!"

"Doctor Zheng? Who is he?" Dean John Chris was stunned for a moment.

"It's the doctor who won the Nobel Prize!"

The simultaneous interpretation was focused, but she did not realize that the sound she heard was from the microphone of the mobile phone, and she translated it meticulously.

All the domestic deans were in an uproar.

A nominee award?

Some people know that a doctor named Zheng Ren in 912 was nominated for the Nobel Prize, but for most people, the Nobel Prize in Medicine is like the moon, which can be seen but cannot be approached for the rest of their lives.

It is just a beautiful legend.

Even under the terrifying term for the Nobel Prize, even tenured professors are not so noticeable.

President Yan was stunned for a moment, and then asked Ye Qingqiu beside him, "Is this kid Zheng Ren going to the United States?"

"No." Ye Qingqiu didn't understand what happened. "The health care team's task was registered with the medical office, and it is said to be going to Nanyang."

Nanyang, what is the relationship with Massachusetts General Hospital?

But this kid is really troublesome. Dean Yan smiled slightly and sat steadily in his seat.

"Director Yan, the one they mentioned about Dr. Zheng Ren was the one dug out of your hospital?" asked Dean Zhang from the Affiliated Hospital of the Imperial Capital Medical University next to him.

Dean Yan nodded slightly, and the smile on his face was a little strong.

"No! There are only three places for tenured professors. Isn't the last place empty for twenty years with the death of Old Locke?"

"This is the resolution of the board, Dr. Keenta proposed to receive 80% of the votes. Old John, I'll just call you to notify you."

"I think it's the right choice for Dr. Zheng to be a tenured professor, but it's a bit hasty to make a decision at this time?" Dean Chris Johnson said loudly.

The simultaneous interpretation is very serious and meticulously translates all the words.
Chapter completed!