"Director Zhang...Director?" Director Hao looked at the TV in line with Director Tan's gaze of the hospital office. He was shocked to see a familiar face.

It turned out to be Zhang You!

How could it be him!

Director Tan of the Hospital Office was speechless. He silently watched President Chen of the Second Hospital of Medical University sitting in front of Zhang You's publicity board, and was talking to the provincial news reporters, feeling jealous.

Those old-fashioned words, Director Tan of the Institute's Office could say them with his eyes closed, but it was meaningless to listen to them. What he couldn't understand was why it was not Zhou Congwen but Zhang You on the publicity board.

The interview was not long, after all, it was a piece of news that Dean Chen had temporarily added to the face.

The interview clip ended soon, but the two people who were having a meal watched TV silently, their hearts being on the No. 1 in the World Championships and on Zhang You.

Zhang You smiled so brilliantly, which made Director Hao a little confused.

Director Tan of the Institute Office thought more about things, but he was thinking about something more complicated.

Ten minutes later, Director Tan of the Institute Office asked in a deep voice, "Old Hao, there is something you think is feasible or not."

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Director Hao was still immersed in the feeling of being impressed by Zhang You and couldn't extricate himself.

"Where do you think Professor Zhou Congwen and Zhou will go next?" asked Director Tan of the Institute Office.

"It must be 912. When I was studying there, I heard them occasionally discussing buying a house in the imperial capital. Didn't this be the case if there was no house difference in the previous year? Professor Zhou could not guarantee that 912 would definitely give points."

This is a confusing statement, but Director Tan of the Institute Office understands.

Before 2001, even earlier, enterprises and institutions began to purchase commercial housing regardless of houses.

Time is not a one-size-fits-all approach. Several hospitals in the provincial capital were last divided into houses in 2001. It is said that it was late in the north, but there was no house in the south.

However, that year, there were more new doctors than houses. The First Hospital of Medical University adopted the method of drawing lots, and those who could get were divided into houses.

There is probably no difference between the 912 side, but Zhou Congwen may have a house on the 912 side.

What a great face!

Director Tan of the Institute Office knew how difficult this matter was.

Nowadays, there are occasionally talents introduced by the First Hospital of Medical University, but only experts at a certain level must be included. But policies are policies. Who would come to the First Hospital of Medical University at a truly high level?

It’s too late for almost everyone to change jobs. The imperial capital or the demon capital is not better than the provincial capital. This is the reason why people go to high places and water flows to low places.

Zhou Congwen is really the heart of Mr. Huang. Director Tan of the Institute Office sighed for a moment.

He then calmed down and continued to ask, "Old Hao, do you think Professor Zhou would go to 912, can we invite him to fly the knife?"

"Ah?" Director Hao was stunned.

"The kind that comes with long-term contact." Director Tan of the Hospital Office said seriously, "Professor Zhou flew over once or twice a month to undergo some difficult surgery. Do you think that's OK?"

"I'm fine, but Professor Zhou's side..." Director Hao scratched his head.

"It's fine." Director Tan of the Institute Office nodded cautiously, and a huge plan appeared in his mind.

"Director Tan, you want

"Old Hao, do you think it is very likely that Professor Zhou will become an academician in the future?" Director Tan asked seriously.

"Big." Director Hao said, "Professor Zhou's level is really high. Let's put it this way. In the past, I saw videos of Professor Zhou's surgery and thought he was doing his best. Is this certain? Who doesn't do his best in public surgery?"

Director Tan of the Institute Office nodded and listened quietly to Director Hao’s statement.

"But when I went over to see Professor Zhou performing surgery with my own eyes, I found that no matter what surgery I did, I was doing it casually. Once, when I encountered something urgent, Professor Zhou let go of his hand speed and dazzled my eyes."

"This is technology." Director Tan of the Academy Office shook his head, "It is not something that can become an academician with high technical level. It also requires other things."

"But Professor Zhou is not bad at dealing with people and things." Director Hao suddenly laughed after saying this, "Presently Professor Zhou is talking and laughing like a young doctor, but you know what happened to Zhang You last year."

"What happened to the operating room surveillance video?"

Speaking of this, the scene overlaps with the TV news interview just now, and even Director Tan of the Institute Office laughed. Everyone was holding on to this matter, but everyone in the circle knew what was going on.

Director Tan also downloaded the video and carefully appreciated Zhang You's heroic posture in the operating room.

Zhang You should have been ruined. But who made him lucky and met Zhou Congwen?

"I don't know the specific situation, but it is said that Professor Zhou happened to be there that day, and he and Director Han handled this matter. Director Han didn't go online at all, and he didn't know what would happen if the surveillance video was posted online. Professor Zhou contacted the imperial capital as soon as possible and suppressed the matter."

"I probably know." Director Tan of the Institute Office nodded, "Afterward, I specially contacted people from the Imperial Capital to ask what Professor Zhou had done."

Director Hao was stunned. Director Tan of the Hospital Office was so concerned about this matter?

But the thought flashed, and he immediately realized that Director Tan of the Institute Office was putting himself in the role of Zhang You. Not only him, but even Dean Lin, did something similar, how could he get things done as soon as possible?

No wonder he is someone around Dean Lin. This sense of crisis alone is enough to allow me to learn for a hundred years.

I just watched the fun, but Director Tan of the Institute Office saw the trick inside.

However, Zhou Congwen handled this matter very neatly.

"Professor Zhou is not simple." Director Tan of the Institute Office did not think about what Director Hao was thinking, but said to himself, "I asked several experts in the imperial capital in this regard. They said that no one now realizes that the Internet may cause huge storms and not many people can do it."

"What to do?" Director Hao asked.

Director Tan of the Hospital Office looked at him, but did not answer, but smiled slightly.

"Hey." Director Hao felt a little embarrassed.

"Professor Zhou's ability in this regard is not worse than his surgery, and even requires stronger abilities and awareness from a certain perspective." Director Tan of the Hospital Office said, "And, Mr. Huang's temper is not as gentle as he looks."

As he said that, Director Tan of the Hospital Office thought of Dr. Laurent from the Central Hospital of Bordeaux, France.

I left early and didn’t see some things with my own eyes. However, from what I saw on the same day, I can infer many things.

He regretted it a little, and he really should have seen more before leaving. He was timid at that time and felt a little regretful.

"I think Professor Zhou will definitely become an academician in the future." Director Tan of the Institute Office said, "Although President Lin had retired at that time, after retirement, he still had a bit of a headache when talking about hospital construction and speaking of the gaze of the fire."

"Oh, the Second Hospital is so lucky." Director Tan of the Hospital Office said, sighing deeply.

"Director Tan, I probably retired when Professor Zhou became an academician." Director Hao did not agree with Director Tan's words in the hospital.

Is it necessary to flatter Dean Lin?

Looking at the academician, I wanted to transform Huang Lao's academician workstation into the First Hospital of Medical University to establish the academician workstation of Academician Zhou Congwen and Zhou. This matter sounds too ridiculous.

Even if Professor Zhou Congwen and Zhou could become an academician, it would have happened many years later.

I just mentioned that I am afraid I will retire, but Director Tan of the Hospital Office did not seem to hear it.

"Director Tan, I think you're thinking too much."

"Are you thinking too much?" Director Tan of the Hospital Office looked at Director Hao and smiled slightly, "Old Hao, I'll ask you, what was Zhou Congwen doing at this time last year.

"It's at the Academician's Workstation of the Second Academy of Medical University."

"What about the year before yesterday?"

“In the Third Hospital of Jianghai City…”

Speaking of this, Director Hao was stunned.

Zhou Congwen's leap was outrageous.

He was still a freshman in 2001. He came to the Second Hospital of Medical University at the end of 2002 and is going to 912 this year.

What I thought before was just the routine operation of ordinary people, although that was already one of the most outstanding people.

Director Hao did not have the opportunity to contact the group of people who could become academicians, so he was like looking at the sky from a well and could not imagine Professor Zhou's future.

But Director Tan of the Institute Office thought a lot.

"I think Mr. Huang has a different understanding of Professor Zhou." Director Tan of the Institute Office said in a deep voice, "I won the world's first place twice in two years. Who has this resume? You are a major department in cardiothoracic surgery, with two academicians, Mr. Huang..."

As he said that, Director Tan of the Hospital Office smiled, "I can't guess what Mr. Huang is thinking, but let's think from another perspective, will Professor Zhou come to us for surgery greatly improve our hospital?"

"Big!" Director Hao said without hesitation.

"Do you can't do many operations, Lao Hao, and you can only tell the patient to let others go to the Imperial Capital or the Magic City?" Director Tan had already communicated completely and asked with a smile.

"Yes." Director Hao nodded.

"Then is asking Professor Zhou to fly his sword to the death, is it serious?" Director Tan of the Hospital Office smiled, "Professor Zhou is from 912, and has no relationship with the Second Hospital of the University of Medical Sciences and has no dimes with President Chen."

Director Hao thought of the news just now.

Director Tan of the Institute Office is anxious about what President Lin is anxious about, and what President Lin thinks.

The first step is already behind, so catch up in the second step.

Looking at the other person's consciousness, Director Hao sighed softly.

However, Professor Zhou's personality is not as domineering as the legendary one. Inviting him to have an operation will help him, whether it is for himself or the patient, or in the long run, the overall technical level of the First Hospital of Medical University.

"I'm fine." Director Hao said in a positive tone, "I'm afraid of Lin Yuan."

"I told the Lin Academy." Director Tan of the Hospital Office said, "As long as we can improve the technical level of our hospital, better serve the provincial capital and the people of the province, the Lin Academy will not disagree."

Tut, Director Hao lowered his head and held back his smile.

Director Tan of the Institute is also a master of being able to describe the battle between the two deans so fresh and refined, and to say so at private gatherings.

"Crazy~"
To be continued...