President Chen's smile came from the heart. He glanced at the old opponent in the First Hospital of Medical University, intentionally or unintentionally, and was a little proud, but then he returned to his humble and peaceful expression.

"You see what you said, this is what you should do."

"What's wrong? What happened?" The deans in the audience whispered in a low voice.

"I don't know, I just heard about Mr. Huang's academician workstation. The Second Hospital of Medical University is really lucky to be able to win Mr. Huang's favor."

"I heard that Zhou Congwen, a student who was recommended by Mr. Huang, seemed to have participated in the World Cardiac Thoracic Surgery Competition."

Everyone present was a wise man, and everyone guessed what happened after a few words of that person.

The Second Hospital of Medical University has really lost its luck, and President Chen is really... it's hard to describe...

"What prize do you think?"

"Huang Lao is not here. It is said that he went to Tangshan and did not participate in the review. Even if the doctors and experts give Huang Lao face, they will only have a second prize at most."

"Second Prize? Stop dreaming." One person said disdainfully, "If the lowest is the honorary award, it must be the honorary award. If the lowest is the third prize, it must be the third prize."

"Lao Lin, you've had a bit of a past experience. Did you think Dean Chen is proud? Hahaha."

President Lin from the First Hospital of Medical University looked very bad. He was even more envious and jealous when he listened to other people's jokes.

Various emotions are superimposed, and it is impossible to explain what they are thinking.

He also knew that President Chen from the Second Hospital had been holding on with him.

The matter of driving Dean Chen away back then could not be exhausted, and I would never be able to survive for the rest of my life.

Who knew that President Chen was really lucky? Mr. Huang didn't discuss it with others at all, and directly established the academician's workstation in the Second Hospital of Medical University.

Zhou Congwen, who was in charge of the work, was recommended by Mr. Huang to participate in the World Cardiac and Thoracic Surgery Competition.

In the future, Zhou Congwen must go to 912. With this connection at the Second Hospital of Medical University, his opponent can only be stronger.

But that's all a story later, a few years later, and I can't imagine it now.

Looking at the leaders of the department, congratulations to President Chen, President Lin especially disliked him.

At most, it is an honorary award. Everyone lined up to share fruits. Mr. Huang hadn't gone yet. What qualifications does Zhou Congwen, a little guy, have to share more fruits?

The first time I participated in the competition, I guess it was a first round of tournament. I could get an honorary award and I didn’t have to think about anything else.

However, the honorary award is also very annoying. After all, it is a competition of high-end world nature that I have hardly heard of before.

That guy, President Chen, will definitely write a lot about this matter, and ask the provincial and provincial newspapers to do various publicity, downplay the matter recommended by Mr. Huang, and emphasize the support and help of Zhou Congwen by the Second Hospital of the Medical University.

Anyway, the Second Hospital of Medical University is awesome.

This is taking advantage of the situation. Everyone understands it and is also experts.

All of this was as expected by President Lin, because if Zhou Congwen was in his own hospital, he would have done so.

"Xiao Zhou is good." The one in the department has come back to his senses. He looked at Dean Chen with a smile, "You can get satisfactory results when you participate in the competition for the first time."

"Thanks to the favor of the ministry," Dean Chen said humbly.

"Your Second Hospital of Medical University has also given a lot of support. Mr. Huang said that Zhou Congwen has borrowed a lot of effort from you."

"Where is there?" A flower was filled with joy on Dean Chen's face.

It must be because the elderly know how to do things, and they have already laid the foundation for an inconspicuous little thing.

Although Mr. Huang has been to the Second Hospital of Medical University several times, he went to the department to notify him early in the morning that he didn't need to receive him, and he just came for a surgery.

So President Chen never thought that Mr. Huang would actually... Hemen also mentioned himself during his busy schedule.

This is an unexpected surprise.

"After all, Zhou Congwen is still young?" said the person in the department with a smile. "If it were not for the support of your Second Hospital of Medical University, how could he achieve such good results?"

"Xiao Zhou has the support of Mr. Huang, and is humble and cautious. He often reports to me for work. I can help..."

President Chen began to talk about purely mastered and unobstructed clichés, and described the relationship between himself and Zhou Congwen as a group of flowers and joy.

"What kind of award is it?"

"Director Lin is right, it's probably just an honorary award."

"It's okay to have honorary awards. The trophy must have the name of the World Cardiac and Thoracic Surgery Competition. However, this is also the ability of the Second Hospital of Medical University. The first heart transplant in the country was done in the Second Hospital of Medical University. I guess Mr. Huang built the academician workstation there for this."

Dean Lin snorted coldly.

However, he didn't have many expressions or actions. Although he couldn't stand it, he would never attract pressure from Mr. Huang for his personal grudges with President Chen.

"Director Chen, guess which place Zhou Congwen got?" asked the person in the department.

He obviously was in a very good mood and put down his work on such a serious occasion and joked with Dean Chen.

President Chen's heart moved. Isn't it a participant award?

"I know Professor Zhou's level in the top ten." Dean Chen bit his back teeth and used his active skills to "stricken" and said Zhou Congwen's ranking, "He has superb technical skills. After all, he is a student of Mr. Huang? At least he is in the top ten in the world, from my point of view."

"Hahaha."

Dean Chen was a little embarrassed by laughing, but his face did not change.

Are you flattering? What's wrong with the top ten? If Mr. Huang goes to the review work, he dares to say the top three.

Although it is not reliable, it is better to say some good things when you are "joyful".

"No, guess again."

President Chen carefully observed the expression of the person and felt a little moved in his heart.

"Top five? According to the level of Professor Xiao Zhou... is definitely the top five in the world, but Mr. Huang didn't go, and he was too young. If he really performed well, the top five would have hope."

Dean Chen strives to increase his expectations.

In the top five, no matter how thick-skinned Dean Chen is, he feels a little embarrassed.

As soon as I said that, my face became hot and hot.

Any director of the Second Hospital of Medical University, not to mention the level of a professor in the world, even if he can rank among the top five in the country, he will be happy.

"You underestimate Mr. Huang's level too much." President Lin of the First Hospital of Medical University cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "I guess Professor Zhou's surgery can rank in the top three, and he may even win the championship."

“…”

President Chen looked at his old opponent and felt annoyed.

This is a deliberate way to hurt Zhou Congwen, first pushing him high, then falling down. Although this routine is old, it is quite useful.

Dean Lin was not praising Zhou Congwen, but was looking forward to his mischievous fall.

"Hahaha, Dean Lin guessed it right!"

“!!!”

“!!!”

“!!!”

Dean Lin was stunned.

You guessed it right? You guessed it right?!
Chapter completed!