Wang Chengfa has basically bid farewell to the clinic and is at home without any rank.

After being kicked to the outpatient clinic, Wang Chengfa was depressed and watched coldly, hoping that something would happen in the chest department would be as big as possible.

He once confidently believed that without him, it would be strange if a group of little kids didn't have any trouble.

Cardiac thoracic surgery requires an experienced old director to do the work.

But Wang Chengfa's wish was disappointed.

He is not in the chest department, and the chest department has developed better, and the number of surgeries is unexpectedly high, which even made Wang Chengfa doubt whether the data is true.

There were dozens of slow-diagnosing surgeries a month, which Wang Chengfa dared not think about before. Having a fraction of it would be considered a burning fragrance.

But Li Qinghua made it, but Wang Chengfa still despised him very much.

Can this kind of opportunistic work be called a slow diagnosis surgery using a thoracoscopy? Nowadays, young people are really not learning well and do all kinds of speculative things.

It took Wang Chengfa, who finally accepted the outpatient clinic after spending half a year, was happy to be idle and it was also good to have an early retirement.

Early in the morning, Wang Chengfa came to the outpatient clinic and saw the nurse who was guiding the clinic coming over with a mysterious look on his face.

"Director Wang, something happened to your chest, do you know?"

"Hmph." Wang Chengfa snorted coldly, glanced at the nurse with a stern face, but his heart moved slightly. Could it be that Li Qinghua had missed the operation?

"I heard that something happened to you Zhou Congwen from your chest department!"

Is it him?

How could it be him!

Wang Chengfa hasn't heard Zhou Congwen's name for a long time, but he will never even dream of forgetting the mastermind behind it.

I will never forget it in my life, I will never forget it if I become a ghost, and I will never forget the straw on the grave when it can weave straw mats.

"What happened?" Wang Chengfa asked pretended to be calm.

“It is said to be detained!”

This is how the message is passed on. The more it spreads, the more it becomes, the less it is. After three or five people pass on one word, it becomes what it is now.

But the more evil it is, the more people listen and believe it.

"Detention? Why?" Wang Chengfa was stunned.

"I don't know, I heard that Mr. Huang... was the ancestor of your thoracic surgery. He took a broom to chase Zhou Congwen on 912." The nurse instructor sighed, "I thought Brother Zhou was successful. If I went to the imperial capital to study in the future, I could still find him to take care of him. Who would have thought that he would be detained?"

"I haven't learned well since I was a child." Wang Cheng expressed his calm expression and snorted coldly, "The faster I climb, the harder I fall. I have known it a long time ago, and there is nothing to be surprised about."

After saying that, Wang Chengfa walked into the clinic inside to change his clothes.

The chest clinic is in the innermost part of the corridor, and there are usually few patients, so Wang Chengfa is happy to be quiet.

But today he was very happy, humming Peking Opera, with the folds of smiling face piled up with folds, like mountains covered with mountains.

Zhou Congwen, you are so fucked that you are today!

What else can I do when detaining? Young and frivolous always like to go to those unreasonable places to play, and I’m swept in.

On this point, Wang Chengfa and Zhang You's thinking is very synchronized.

Do you really think that socialist iron fist does not exist? The more Wang Chengfa thinks, the happier hesitates.

Being detained is a trivial matter for ordinary people, but it is a great matter for those with lofty ambitions.

Needless to say, 912 is hidden and lying on the 912, even he knows how to use this to disgust Zhou Congwen until he leaves with tactfulness.

These are all small things. Even if Zhou Congwen leaves, he will have to talk about it for the rest of his life, making his reputation smell like a cessation pit.

But unfortunately, Mr. Huang should have taken action to pick him up, otherwise he would just lose the staffing and see what he would do in the future.

However, even if Mr. Huang took action, he would not lose too many people. Wang Chengfa knew very well.

Zhou Congwen's future is gone. Hey, let him do something bad behind his back and kick himself to the outpatient clinic!

People are doing things, God is watching, and the ancients are truly unlucky.

Wang Chengfa was so happy about Zhou Congwen's "income" that he wanted to talk to, but he couldn't tell him about this little darkness in his heart, which made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

After get off work, Wang Chengfa went directly to the northern market to buy half a roast duck and prepared to go home to have wine.

When he passed by Chunxiao Sports Lottery, he spat hard.

Wang Chengfa did not blame Wang Zhiquan, he put all his resentment on Chunxiao Sports Lottery.

Boss Chunxiao stood at the door and was looking at the sky. He saw Wang Cheng sending him a look, but he didn't care. He just laughed, "Director Wang, are you off work?"

"What director, it's not been." Wang Chengfa said.

Boss Chunxiao was stunned for a moment. He originally wanted to joke with Wang Chengfa, but this guy had a smile on his face when he spoke, as if he was mocking him.

"Director Wang, are you having a happy event today?" Boss Chunxiao didn't mind chatting with Wang Chengfa for a few more words.

"Have you heard that Zhou Congwen was swept in." Wang Chengfa laughed, not hiding his gloating mood. "If you want to say this young man, you still have to go the right path..."

"What!" Boss Chunxiao was stunned.

"Zhou Congwen, the little boy who won 100 million in your lottery was swept in." Wang Chengfa laughed a little wildly, "You will get a good harvest if you are a waste of people!"

"Sweep in? It's impossible!" Boss Chunxiao was surprised.

He had met Liu Xiaobie and knew who Zhou Congwen was, so he didn't believe what Wang Chengfa said at all.

"The hospital has spread." Wang Cheng sneered, and then the laughter became louder, more rampant, and more proud.

It seemed as if Zhou Congwen was thrown in by Wang Chengfa himself.

Looking at Wang Chengfa's back, Boss Chunxiao was surprised and inexplicably.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally called Zhou Congwen.

"Doctor Xiao Zhou, that's it." Boss Chunxiao repeated what Wang Chengfa had just said.

"..." Zhou Congwen was speechless.

Why did the boss's ban be rumored to be rumored to the Third Court of Jianghai City?

He was also swept in... When Zhou Congwen thought of Wang Chengfa, he suddenly became angry and became brave.

This guy actually dares to tease him!

Zhou Congwen originally had his own plan for Wang Chengfa, but now he is in a depressed mood. He is viciously prepared to smash all his anger on Director Wang's head.

"Doctor Xiao Zhou, are you really okay?" Boss Chunxiao asked with concern.

"It's really okay. The boss just asked me to have the surgery with peace of mind. He went to perform the task. He was afraid that I would be uneasy, so he asked someone in the department to arrange it."

Zhou Congwen explained casually, and without caring about whether Boss Chunxiao understood, he hung up the phone depressedly.

"Professor Zhou, you have become famous, right?" A 912 professor in the group said quipped.

Yesterday, the scene of Mr. Huang chasing Zhou Congwen with a broom was so vivid, and it remains in his memory and is still extremely vivid.
Chapter completed!