Not to mention, the vulgar description of meat rotting in the pot is really what the leaders of the institute do. Sun Chao has already believed Mao Chi's statement.

"A doctoral student did the surgery. What about the patient? It's okay." Sun Chao asked.

"Professor Feng is worried. The video asked Boss Zheng to take a look and he was sure he was fine. After giving antibiotics for a few days, the patient has nothing to do now. Every day, many doctors go to see him and treat him as a specimen. The patient is troubled and pulls Feng Jianguo to ask questions every day, a little scared."

As he said that, Mao Chi laughed.

"So too, what's the good thing about a ruptured intestine?" Sun Chao said disdainfully.

Mao Chi suddenly lowered his smile and looked at Sun Chao quietly.

Director Sun Chao frowned. He knew the old friend and opponent in front of him very well. He usually looked indifferent, but as long as he became serious, what he said must be very important.

This is to say that you should not have conflicts with Boss Zheng, Sun Chao speculated.

"Director Sun, we know the truth and know the truth. We know how we started from that time." Mao Chi put on the isolation suit and said seriously.

Starting from his business...Sun Chao must still remember it.

Thirty years ago, there were only one or two hospitals in China who had vascular surgery, and other hospitals did not have this major. At that time, I studied under Yan Lao, and the old man determined the path of vascular surgery for himself.

I was very unhappy at the time and thought that Mr. Yan bullied him from the countryside, and he didn't allow him to go to a good department, and even did not allow him to do a good major. However, after working in the unit for a while, I knew Mr. Yan's thoughts, which was a lot of effort. The field of vascular surgery is a blue ocean, and there are no competitors at all.

Later, with the booming development of vascular surgery, Sun Chao got on the express train.

Then, when I was undergoing interventional surgery, I did not refuse such surgery because of the interventional surgery.

It’s not that it’s noble or that it’s good at vision, because at that time I was facing competition from professors who came from general surgery to hypervascular diseases.

It’s not okay if you don’t do it yourself, Sun Chao is forced to go to Liangshan.

After mastering interventional surgery, I mastered the commanding heights of vascular surgery. After several years of continuous suppression, I finally gained a foothold after intrigue and eventually became a big figure in the domestic vascular surgery industry.

Mao Chi said this... Sun Chao is not stupid. The director of every top tertiary hospital is a top student. Even now, many top students can't even enter the door of top tertiary hospitals, so they can only sigh.

He immediately thought of the case Mao Chi just mentioned, and Mao Chi had something to say.

"Director Mao, you mean..."

"We were the pioneers of minimally invasiveness in China back then. To be honest, we were all forced out. The original old directors of the academic community were squatting on the hill. If they wanted to stand out, they had to have their own things."

Sun Chao nodded and said yes, this is a heart-breaking word.

"It's different now. After decades of struggle, we have all become the kind of people we hated the most back then."

"..." Sun Chao was stunned, but looking back, it was indeed the case.

I became the kind of person I hated the most inadvertently, which seemed a bit ridiculous, but from another perspective, it could prove my success.

Only successful people are qualified to be hated, and the losers have been swept into the garbage dump.

"Director Sun, don't blame me for being too talkative. Our long-term relationship has been around for so many years. Today, I always want to persuade you to see that you look wrong."

"We were young at that time, what did we say when we were eating and drinking together? We shouted and slapped the old directors who were old and unhealthy."

Sun Chao was sweating profusely, and he would only say this after drinking too much. If he said it, he would be regarded as arrogant and domineering and disrespectful to the old director.

"Now we have all become old directors." Mao Chi said with emotion, "But the risks and difficulties we face are greater than those of the old directors in the past. The technological progress is getting faster and faster, and we can't keep up with each step, and we can't wait for retirement, and the amount of surgery cannot be increased. We are suppressed by the young professors in the group below. Do you have the attitude to say to them?"

Sun Chao was speechless, this was all the truth.

"I just had an experience these days," Mao Chi paused, and then said, "I have been resting recently. I have just started working these days. Last night, I was called to have an operation, which was done in combination with the gastrointestinal tract. After the operation, I saw Feng Jianguo not even changed his clothes, so I went into the classroom. I followed in and saw that the 3D-printed simulators looked like a horror movie scene."

"Ha." Sun Chao suddenly laughed. He knew that Mao Ji was a little brave, and he could imagine that Mao Ji's face must have been ashen and looked particularly ugly at that time.

"Feng Jianguo is older and is close to Director Wei. He probably will be promoted to deputy director next year and wait for the second line of old Wei. I'm also surprised that he could have done nothing but waited to be the director. How old is he, he is still here, working as hard as an intern."

Mao Chi made a light statement about what he saw last night without excessive exaggeration or description. But it was this way of expression that made Sun Chao believe it involuntarily.

"He said that the feeling of seeing his students finish the operation before the stage... in Professor Feng's original words, it was horror." Mao Chi said lightly, "Watching his students being mentioned by Boss Zheng and Dr. Su, you don't have to do the operation yourself. Think about the feeling inside yourself."

Sun Chao remained silent.

"The future surgery will definitely be getting smaller and more refined. There is a situation where the surgery is done, but the dragon-slaying skills...ah." Mao Ji sighed and said, "You know why I am so confused. You have to seize every opportunity... I will tell you something."

"Um?"

"Imperial Capital, do you have any contact?"

"No." Sun Chao shook his head.

"Zhou Chunyong, the cannon in the imperial capital, holding Boss Zheng's thigh, is being interviewed."

"As an interview." Sun Chao smiled contemptuously.

As the director of a top tertiary hospital, isn’t it possible to accept an interview? I’m so annoyed that I can’t refuse. This thing... isn’t right, if Mao Chi mentioned it, it would definitely not be an ordinary interview!

“Which interview?”

"China Television Station, it needs to be 30% of the news." Mao Ji said calmly.

“…”

30 news! The highest ratings in the country, so that's interview, that's promotion!

Sun Chao's heart trembled and almost didn't pee.

The news that his own dean cannot even go to China Television Station is 30, so why is Zhou Chunyong accepting an interview?!

He looked at Mao Chi in confusion.
Chapter completed!