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665 courtesy 2)

No one invited me, Zhang You bought a plane ticket at his own expense and was waiting to fly to the imperial capital at the airport.

Since Zhou Congwen was born, Zhang You felt that his life had become a mess.

He felt that he had lost control of life, and that life that could be seen at first glance became chaotic, and even Zhang You didn't know what would happen to him tomorrow.

Zhang You also reflected on it.

Is it because I don’t pay enough attention to Zhou Congwen?

impossible.

When Chen Houkun also regarded Zhou Congwen as a clinical doctor, he had already realized his importance.

And at that time, I was ready to kill the growth of this "little" doctor and joined forces with Wang Chengfa, director of the Department of Thoracic Surgery of Jianghai Third Hospital to suppress it.

The two directors, one of them, was Zhou Congwen's immediate boss. Zhang You must say that he had used the aura of a lion and slamming the rabbit, and prepared it in one go.

However, Zhou Congwen's understatement of the heart kept beating and building bridges, which made Zhang You change his mind.

Zhang You don’t think he is stubborn.

When he witnessed Zhou Congwen's ability to perform heartbeat bypass surgery with tenfold glasses, he immediately changed his cognition and even kicked Wang Chengfa away that day and ran to Zhou Congwen's house for dinner and communication.

After that, Zhang You even spent all his money to poach people, and prepared all generous "policies" and wanted to dig Zhou Congwen to his subordinates even though he died.

You don’t have to become stronger at all. You have to have the thinking of being a leader. This is Zhang You’s perception.

But……

Who would have thought that Zhou Congwen actually refused his sincere visit to the cottage, and he refused so simply, like a little raccoon, Kaba Kaba.

Until the establishment of the Academician Workstation and when Huang Laofei came to the provincial capital to hold this year's National Cardiothoracic Surgery Annual Meeting, Zhang You gradually realized the importance of Zhou Congwen.

I do attach great importance to Zhou Congwen, but even if I cut myself into pieces and sold it as pork, I can't catch up with Huang Lao's finger.

This time, Zhou Congwen received another invitation from Mr. Huang to the imperial capital to attend the annual meeting of the Circulatory Internal Medicine.

Is he a brick? Wherever he needs to move it? Can't he squat at home for surgery honestly?

Zhang You complained,

Zhang You are depressed,

Zhang You are angry.

But in the end, Zhang You bought a plane ticket at his own expense and went to the imperial capital to secretly attend the annual meeting.

Although there was no invitation letter, Zhang You was very clear about what happened here.

He said that he lost the invitation letter and could enter with his work permit from the Second Hospital of Medical University.

If it weren't for professionals, who would have attended the annual meeting? The security level on that side was almost equivalent to no.

Zhang You was sitting at the airport waiting for the plane. He felt that he was obsessed with it. Why did he sneakily attend the annual meeting?

Actually, Zhang You knows why.

What he wanted to know most was what Huang Lao and Zhou Congwen were thinking.

It is best to be able to get on their big ship. If you can't get on, you can't just do it casually.

right!

What Zhang You was more afraid of was Zhou Congwen, not Huang Lao.

Mr. Huang is a senior and a Taishan Beidou in the cardiothoracic surgery department. He will not have the same knowledge as the "little" director in a remote province.

But Zhou Congwen is different!

Wang Chengfa was his immediate boss once, what are he doing now?

The outpatient doctor and the dog ignored the position and survived until they died of old age.

Zhang You didn't want to follow Wang Chengfa's footsteps, so he had to know what Zhou Congwen wanted to do.

This is not a momentary intention or a whim, but Zhang You has sensed the danger.

Since Zhou Congwen came, he has not put all his thoughts on the academician workstation, which Zhang You cannot understand.

Zhou Congwen actually fought with Teng Fei very hard, helped Teng Fei save the Taiwan, and threw himself aside.

Recalling the words he said to him in Zhou Congwen's hometown, and the pictures he squatted on the ground to draw for himself, Zhang You became more and more confused.

Is this good for Zhou Congwen?

He was puzzled, but Zhang You was particularly afraid that Zhou Congwen would take revenge on him, so he could only fly to the imperial capital to check it out and try his best to get in touch with Zhou Congwen's life.

Zhang You didn't want to become the next Wang Chengfa himself, so he went to the outpatient clinic to live a life, and finally retired in disgrace.

After getting on the plane, Zhang You rushed to the imperial capital overnight and checked in by himself. He still felt that he was obsessed with it.

But his intuition told Zhang You that all this should be done. Although Zhang You didn't know what he could gain, his heart became much quieter after coming to the imperial capital.

Lying on the bed while washing, Zhang You looked at the ceiling helplessly in a daze.

After a while, he picked up his cell phone and prepared to call to contact an acquaintance in the imperial capital.

But it was getting late, so Zhang You hesitated for a while and sent a text message to tell his acquaintance that he came to the imperial capital and made an appointment for dinner tomorrow at noon.

As a director of a remote province, Zhang You has his own consciousness.

Putting down your phone, Zhang You was about to put aside all distractions and have a good sleep.

But just after I closed my eyes, my phone rang wildly.

Is there something at home? Zhang You frowned and was very unhappy.

After taking a look at the caller ID of the mobile phone, it was the landline number of the imperial capital. Zhang You became excited in an instant.

"Director Miao, hello, I've disturbed you so late." Zhang You sat on the bed and said humbly and politely.

"Xiao Zhang, are you here in the imperial capital?" the opposite side asked directly.

"Yes, yes, I'm not trying to ask if you have..."

"Are you tired? Where can I live? I'll pick you up."

“…”

Zhang You was stunned.

What's going on? In the middle of the night, Director Miao actually came to pick him up.

Zhang You knew exactly what he was doing to take him, but Director Miao was so proactive, and he had a vague question.

Damn it is not that I want to do something illegal after getting myself drunk.

But Zhang You was still rational and agreed immediately.

When Zhang You changed his clothes and went out, he kept wondering what was going on.

Not long after, a Santana was parked in front of the door, "Xiao Zhang, get in the car!"

The car window rolled down, and Director Miao greeted him warmly, as if he had been reuniting with old friends for many years.

"Director Miao, look, I'm so embarrassed to bother you so late."

"Why are you polite?" Director Miao laughed, "I'm very happy when you come to the imperial capital and come to me directly."

“…”

Zhang You felt that there was an increasingly problematic feeling. His self-awareness was very accurate. Will Director Miao care about his thoracic director in a remote province?

Before the car started, Director Miao received the call.

"Yes, Director Zhang is here, how do you know?" Director Miao asked in surprise.

"I'm so loose that my mouth is as loose as my waist of cotton pants. Come on now."

"No need to bring wine, I brought Feitian Moutai for 1982 years."

Feitian Moutai... Zhang You didn't expect that he would have the treatment.

Although he doesn't lack Moutai to drink, Director Miao from the imperial capital brought Feitian Moutai to greet him. How could he drink the same as what he usually drink?
Chapter completed!
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