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Soon, everyone went downstairs and Director Han asked Academician Chu to get on the car.

When he came to a hotel without a cover, Director Han said with a smile, "Academician Chu, the chef here comes back from the Demon City. The pure Northeast cuisine is heavy with oil and salt, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

"I'm sorry." Academician Chu said calmly.

Academician Chu didn't care what to eat. He kept thinking about Zhou Congwen and was completely obsessed with other people or things.

Academician Chu has a very strong demeanor in his calm and gentle manner.

After giving up his seat, Academician Chu sat in the upper seat, and President Chen was with him. Zhou Congwen and Chu Yuntian sat together, with Director Han next to him.

"Everyone eats like this in China?" Chu Yuntian was obviously a little unfamiliar with him and even more impatient.

"Don't this seem grand? If you just find a restaurant to have dinner, your father will probably have some thoughts in his heart." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "Although I feel impatient now, it's better than thinking that the second-year medical student has neglected him."

"It's really complicated. Isn't it good to have these thoughts used for surgery?" Chu Yuntian whispered.

"Stop going to Miami for a holiday, there is always time." Zhou Congwen didn't spoil Chu Yuntian, and he used to retorting his words.

In the last life, Zhou Congwen and Academician Chu's eldest disciple fought with Chu Yuntian with great joy.

That was a battle involving academic status, and the situation was different from that now.

At that time, Huang Lao Nian was over, and there was a struggle between academics and valuations that could only be used as a background board.

Others think that Zhou Congwen crossed the line, but Zhou Congwen thinks that he is doing serious things. The struggle between them is extremely fierce, so that Zhou Congwen feels a little dazed now.

But that was all from the previous life.

The situation is very good now - the boss is just in his 80s and can still undergo surgery and is active on the front line. Zhou Congwen is reborn and has advanced nearly ten years to meet his boss!

Chu Yuntian had not had time to grow up yet, and he was far from being the arrogant and overlord-level technician in his previous life.

As for Academician Chu...

In fact, Zhou Congwen still likes the current situation quite well.

Fighting around, not for the sake of those few melons. At the moment of the car accident, Zhou Congwen's thinking plane spread out, and his methods of doing things became much gentler without realizing it.

For example, Zhang You, Academician Chu, and Zhou Congwen faced them differently from the previous life.

Except for his deep resentment towards Wang Chengfa, which could not be resolved even if he died once, Zhou Congwen had already seen it.

"I have a meeting on the other side, and I have implemented it seriously and implemented the medical ethics and style..." Dean Chen sat down and said a little bit of a word in habit.

He said as he looked at Academician Chu's expression and stopped talking immediately.

"Academician Chu, the ERCP room has been working in a hurry. If you are not satisfied, just say, let's change it immediately." President Chen brought the topic back.

"Haha, it's built very well, more scientific than mine," said Academician Chu.

Dean Chen was stunned.

"The above does say that the construction of medical ethics and medical style is to be implemented, which is probably just a few nagging words." Academician Chu said calmly following President Chen's words.

"Just shout," said President Chen. "Now that there are too many business trips, I'm not laughing... Cough cough. The allocation is not enough, I know I'll tell us, but who told us to eat public meals?"

"The Second Hospital of Medical University is not bad." Academician Chu naturally knew the twists and turns here and said with a smile, "Professor Zhou, what do you think about medical ethics?"

"Medical ethics is the professional ethics of a doctor." Zhou Congwen said casually, "I think it depends on the definition of a profession."

"oh?"

"When talking about professions in different historical periods, we need a unified concept. Is this a hooligan?" Zhou Congwen smiled, "Just like the earliest surgery, anesthesia does not require amputation, and the mortality rate is 400%. For example, when pregnant women would rather have children at home and have children on the road than go to the hospital."

"If it were now, who would do it, right?"

Zhou Congwen said it was very scattered, but this is all the history of medical care, which happened centuries ago, and it is no problem to say that it is now.

"The current social form...haha." Zhou Congwen called out, "Everyone is making money, and the country is developing, but he always thinks that he will let the doctor work to death without giving money. The donkeys in the production team are not so useful."

“…”

“…”

Everyone here was speechless.

Everyone knows the truth, but no one says it so bluntly.

"My boss has been used to it since the founding of the People's Republic of China and cannot be changed. If we look at the word "profession" from the perspective of the 21st century, it would be to give money and work."

"I will naturally take care of the patient when I come to the hospital. I will not say that I will not deliberately not look at my own signs. After all, I rely on my own skills to make a living.

Then after I got a medical treatment, I gave the patient a treatment plan. I would treat the disease that could be cured, and I would find a way to send it to the higher hospital. I think this is medical ethics."

Dean Chen felt like a smelly sock was stuffed into his mouth, which was extremely uncomfortable.

In his perception, Zhou Congwen is obviously like Huang Lao, a typical old-fashioned person, a kind of person who is devoted to the public.

But he said this.

"Professor Zhou, look at what you said." Dean Chen felt a little embarrassed. "Our hospital is still doing free charity surgery, but you took the lead. Everyone praised you for your medical ethics."

"Me." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "The key is that I don't lack money."

“!!!”

One word brings everyone down.

Even the directors of the gastroenterology and the endoscopic room almost cried.

There is no shortage of money, these three words are really fucking.

It is said that Professor Zhou Congwen and Zhou won the award when he was a young doctor in Jianghai City, so they have the confidence.

"Isn't short of money? Professor Zhou..." Academician Chu comforted Zhou Congwen when he saw that he was a little arrogant and frivolous, "Some money should not be said on the surface. It is also a difficult thing to be said on the surface. He knows that it is hard, but he does not worry about lack of money and unevenness, so he makes some compensation in a gray way. It's good to know this thing in his heart, but he can't be said on the surface."

"Haha." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "Academician Chu, I have paid taxes for all the money I earn."

Academician Chu was stunned for a moment, and Chu Yuntian also looked at Zhou Congwen foolishly.

Have you paid the tax? How to pay it, and to whom?

"Last year, I won the lottery," Zhou Congwen said.

This time it was not a guess, but the words were spoken from Zhou Congwen's mouth, and everyone sighed.

But Academician Chu shook his head slightly, "It's five million, it looks like a lot, but it's actually nothing."

"Oh, not five million, it's nearly one hundred million."
Chapter completed!