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Chapter 1343 1380 Diagnosis, correct!

"What's going on?"

"He was also flattering the old director to get on the throne, but the old director drew one big cake after another and said he would not fulfill his death, so the man would definitely not accept it."

"The thing about painting big cakes..." Director Hui has also painted countless big cakes. When he talked about this, he felt a little embarrassed.

Everyone has shame, but there are not many people who really want to practice to become spiritual, like Director Tan of the Academy Office.

However, Director Hui immediately comforted himself that he was quite particular, and many of the big cakes he drew became reality... There seemed to be many, at least half... less than that.

"Later, the doctor squatted at the entrance of their director's grandson's kindergarten, and did not go to work or say anything. He greeted him with a smile when he met, and then the old director became timid."

“…”

Director Hui felt cold.

"I heard that doctoral supervisors in some schools in the south regard students as workers and try hard to squeeze them out. You can't do well if you perform well. The better you perform, the more you need the doctoral supervisor and the delay in graduation."

"Is there anything else?" Director Hui was stunned.

"Well, I heard from people that there was a child who had not graduated and was forced to jump off the building," said the director of the pathology department.

"This is too much. Isn't this cheating?" Director Hui said a little angrily.

"Why do you need to jump off the building? Squat in his grandson's kindergarten and graduate the next day. He was all determined to die, and he was not afraid of death, afraid of anything else?" said the director of the pathology department.

"Don't teach the child badly." Director Hui said quickly, "This is all wrong."

"I'm afraid that Xiao Zhao will squat me and don't go to kindergarten. I can't stand it even if he takes a gas tank to my house, right?" said the director of the pathology department. (Note: I've encountered this trick of gas tank~)

"And, they are asking for eight hours of work and the requirements are reasonable. I have a lot of tricks and people don't listen to them."

"That's right." Director Hui said, "If you want to say it's better to be a person."

"Our medical industry is not easy to do. Recently, I heard from the little doctor below that I advise people to learn medicine and go to lightning."

"Hahaha, not."

"Why not?" said the director of the pathology department. "If you don't follow the market, you don't look like anything. It's like a lot of work and you're going to have more effort and you don't have to do anything at all. You're treating people as fools."

"I have earned a lot of clinical income, and I... cough cough, more and more," said Director Hui.

"That's all gray. One day, you'll get old accounts. How can you get hung with a street light?" The director of the pathology department said contemptuously.

Director Hui remembered many things and was immediately sober.

"Or catch up with a good time and make money to retire. This is the dividend of the times. But overall... if you don't talk about us, just talk about the teacher. You keep nagging about the candles that will only dry out after tears, and you don't give much. But there are benefits for teachers. The city has full funding and thirteen months' salary."

"right!"

"Look at us again." said the director of the pathology department. "The funding is small, and I throw it into the market to make money. Just this, can the people do it? In recent years, I think the momentum is getting worse and worse. Patients and their families are increasingly guarding against us.

So I was a little worried, it was not certain what would happen in the future."

"What else can it become."

"For example, cerebral infarction, Zhou Congwen's surgery can be cured by spending tens of thousands of yuan. Some people can't take it out, what should I do?"

"This is not what we should think at all." Director Hui said, "Hurry up and do pathology."

"What are you probably guessing about pathology diagnosis?" asked the director of the pathology department.

Director Hui curled his lips. This old slippery man asked himself what he was thinking about first, it would be strange if there was a good thing.

Gu Jie

Director Tan of the Hospital Office heard the two of them chatting for a while, coughed and walked in slowly.

"Director Tan, you haven't come home yet." Director Hui asked hurriedly when he saw Director Tan of the Hospital Office coming in.

"I'm not at ease, come and have a look. The leader is tired and sick, and he is devoted to our first year of medical school." Director Tan of the hospital office said lies as the truth, with a heart-wrenching expression on his face.

Although they all knew it was a lie, both directors listened to the truth and agreed repeatedly.

"When will the pathology come out?"

"Fixed in wax blocks," said the director of the pathology department. "I won't go back tonight, and after fixing, I'll take a slice and look under the mirror."

"Okay, I'll sleep in the extra bed in the ward. Call me if you have any news." Director Tan of the hospital office said.

With him there, the two directors looked at each other and no one spoke.

Director Tan of the Hospital Office sat for a while and felt bored, so he went back to rest.

He asked for an extra bed, but he didn't enter the house and lay in the corridor.

This is necessary, and the storefront must be done well. Director Tan of the Institute Office is clear in his heart.

But I feel uncomfortable when I live in the corridor of the inpatient department, especially the neurology department, which makes the corridor more extra beds outrageous.

There was a strange smell between the mouth and nose, and the bathroom was probably blocked again. Before it could be opened, there were streams of feces and urine mixed with the smell of patients in subordinate counties and townships cooking themselves floating in the corridor.

Director Tan of the Institute Office was a little disgusted, but he must not leave at this time.

He lay silently on the bed, listening to the sounds in the single room with his ears. Once Director Lin looks for him, he must rush over as soon as possible.

In addition, Director Tan of the Institute Office was full of Zhou Congwen.

There is no doubt about the high technical level. It is no wonder that others are the world's number one, and it is not my turn to question it, just an outsider.

Another thing is that Zhou Congwen's diagnosis is also quite high, and a few things today illustrate the problem.

Finally, Director Hui mentioned that he did not take that matter seriously at the time, and Director Tan of the Institute Office thought about it repeatedly.

Zhou Congwen threw the old director who had suppressed him in and sentenced him to three years. This made Director Tan of the Hospital Office extremely disappointed.

Originally, he had a little respect for Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen, but now he has become ten.

I urged Dr. Laurent from Bordeaux Central Hospital. If Zhou Congwen knew about this, he would...

Director Tan of the Hospital Office was cautious and serious about the consequences.

It seems that I must be taken to send someone to further study. Director Tan of the Institute Office thought to himself. It must, must, and urgently.

Zhou Congwen and Huang Lao are also very weak, and they really don’t understand why they have to spend so much effort to promote thoracoscopy.

There is no shortage of money. If you buy a equipment worth tens of millions, why bother?

But this also gave me a chance.

Director Tan of the Hospital Office thought about it, closed his eyes and began to get confused. Today he was so tired that he half-slept and half-awake.

Until he was called by the phone, the pathological results were reported - a lymph node biopsy showed a large number of non-caseic granulomas, which was diagnosed with at least pulmonary sarcoidosis.

In other words, Zhou Congwen's diagnosis is completely correct!

Director Tan of the Institute Office breathed a sigh of relief. When President Lin improved, he must go to visit Zhou Congwen.
Chapter completed!
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