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Chapter 360 National Elites Gather

In the Hilton Hotel's venue, everything was arranged early.

Zhao Yunfeng organized various matters in the logistics department, arranging waiters, delivering drinks, debugging microphones, testing signals, etc.

Sun Siyi was sitting in front of the sink in the hotel toilet, smoking a cigarette, another cigarette, and another cigarette depressedly.

After a while, a staff member of the Jin Group walked in, saw Sun Siyi, and walked up to say hello: "Brother Sun, Zhao Yunfeng is looking for you. The people in front are almost crazy, and they want you to

Go share the load."

Sun Siyi looked at the young staff, with a distorted expression on his face, and chuckled: "Zhao Yunfeng is very popular now, but he is the most capable person under Manager Jin and knows her best. How can I have the nerve to steal his limelight?"

, let him handle it by himself."

Sun Siyi recalled that yesterday, when he saw Zhao Yunfeng's unmodifiable demonstration plan, he went to find Jin Yuner, but was scolded and kicked out by Jin Yuner.

"Women are emotional. I want to watch it for a while and really start to demonstrate how this pretty face of yours can bear it. Nineteen operations in a row, one day and one night. It's really ridiculous. I thought I was a surgical robot in the operating room.

Assembly line production?”

Sun Siyi put out his cigarette butt and looked at the staff: "Are there any tissues?"

The staff member took out a pack of small tissues from his pocket. Before he could open it and take out one piece, Sun Siyi snatched the whole pack away.

Sun Siyi directly found a seat and got in. Speaking of which, there had been no large size for several days.

Sun Siyi suppressed her blush and wanted to come out smoothly, but she didn't dare to use too much force for fear that old injuries from adulthood would burst. After all, nine out of ten men have hemorrhoids.

In the front venue, representatives from different hospitals also arrived.

As the hosts, Tang Xianhu, Professor Liu, and Director Huang all arrived early. Professor Yang was also dressed in the same spirit, and next to him was Director Qian Gang of the First Municipal Hospital, who was licking his face and hugging his thighs.

Soon, the first big boss arrived at the venue. He was the chief physician of Changhai Hospital in the Magic City invited by Tang Xianhu. In the field of cardiovascular medicine, he was the top expert in East China. The height of his books was as high as his height.

"Dean Tang, Professor Yang..."

The director of Changhai Hospital, who was an old friend of Tang Xianhu and others, began to greet each other politely, and beside him was his student, who was also a doctoral student, Wang Xueqing.

"This is my student. I'm bringing him to see the world this time. I heard that the surgeon for this demonstration is Tang Lou, Professor Liu's doctoral student. He is really a formidable young man. Xue Qing, I want to watch Dr. Tang's demonstration carefully later.

Operation."

Wang Xueqing smiled slightly and greeted Tang Xianhu and others. He responded gracefully and without any stage fright when speaking. He was full of confidence. He was able to follow the director to participate in an academic exchange of this level. Of course, the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine at Changhai Hospital is the best.

There is no one among the young people.

After Wang Xueqing finished speaking, he quietly stepped aside. However, you could still feel the faint arrogance from him. After all, he was also a genius who improved and created a kind of surgical instrument in the early stage of his short medical career.

After a while, another big shot arrived, the chief physician from Fuwai Hospital in the imperial capital. Naturally, his arrival was entirely for Yang Guoshu's sake.

Otherwise, how could the chief physician of Fuwai Hospital come to attend an academic conference in Hangzhou, let alone a demonstration performed by a young man under the age of thirty.

The chief physician of Fuwai Hospital also brought along his best disciple, Dr. Lu Wenjun, who was already the attending physician of the Department of Extra-abdominal Cardiovascular Medicine at the age of thirty.

Lu Wenjun followed his teacher with a touch of disdain in his heart. After all, in the eyes of the doctors in the imperial capital, the rest of the places were rural areas, and the only place worthy of a closer look was the magical capital.

However, compared to their imperial capital, the Demon City is like the difference between a coquettish bitch noble concubine and a dignified motherly empress. They are all quite different in terms of level, spirit, and status.

Not to mention a city like Hangzhou that is not even considered a first-tier city. Lu Wenjun had already seen the candidates for the chief surgeon at this meeting, the deputy chief physician who was younger than him. He was depressed at first, but after seeing Tang

Lou came from Hecheng No. 1 Hospital, so he understood it directly.

I even feel pity for Tanglou, because in such a small hospital, there is such a lack of talent that such a young person can become the deputy chief physician.

As for the purpose of this meeting, it was also very clear. Demonstrations of surgeries and the like were just things for country people to enjoy themselves. He was here to make friends with the real big guys and rising stars in this discipline.

Soon, Lu Wenjun was in love with Wang Xueqing from the Demon City. After all, they were the only ones in the venue who had similar temperaments, and they had a feeling of sympathy for each other:

"What do you think of this meeting?"

Lu Wenjun stopped the waiter and brought two glasses of wine, one for himself and the other to Wang Xueqing.

"Deputy chief physician of Hecheng City No. 1 Hospital? He's just trying to impress people. This time, the director and I came here. The main purpose is to visit a small salon so we can get to know a talented person like Dr. Lu."

Wang Xueqing and Lu Wenjun stood aside, exchanging business compliments and showing considerable disdain for the doctor in charge of the first city hospital.

While they were talking, one after another chief doctors from Imperial Capital, Magic Capital, and other top-ranked doctors in the country came to the meeting with their young juniors.

In fact, for many chief physicians, the purpose of participating in this meeting is not to drink, but to allow their disciples to make friends and communicate with the disciples of other big bosses.

After all, the circle is so big. Of course, the top hospitals in the country will only compete with hospitals of the same level.

There is a chain of contempt in any industry. There are five races and eight grades in universities in China, and the C9 Alliance, which has one race and one class, stands out among the others, just like these hospitals at the moment.

For example, Hecheng City No. 1 College is like more than 500 non-provincial local colleges and universities belonging to five ethnic groups and eight grades, commonly known as Pheasant University!

Between them are deputy ministerial-level 985 universities, department-level 985 universities, 211 universities directly under the Ministry of Education, 211 universities under other ministries and commissions, local 211 universities, etc.

"I would say that the organizers of this conference should remove the Hecheng City First Hospital. It would simply lower the level of the entire conference."

"No, I don't know what Dean Tang and Professor Yang think, and they don't mind criticizing it."

The doctors who come here are of course elites in the industry, and they are also well-known figures in their respective hospitals. So they are all very discerning and ambitious.

In their opinion, Hecheng City No. 1 Hospital is really rubbish, and in their opinion, the deputy chief physician of Hecheng City No. 1 Hospital may not even be as good as the resident doctor in their department.

If the hospitals in this meeting were personified, then Hecheng City No. 1 Hospital would be like a beggar, and would not even let in through the door, let alone eat at the same table.

"Maybe it's because of the sponsor. After all, this kind of academic conference, apart from a little academic exchange, is more about the exchange of interests."

"But speaking of which, if I wasn't short of money, I would also want a handsome guy like Tang Lou."

A female doctor looked at the photo of the tenement building on the brochure and sighed.

"We are doctors, not quacks."

Lu Wenjun on the side sneered, very disdainful.

"Okay, speaking of which, the surgical demonstration is about to begin. It seems that the first one is a highly difficult one to correct an adult Taussig-Bing heart malformation. I wonder how Dr. Tang will handle it."

Wang Xueqing was going to the observation room to have a look, but Lu Wenjun had no intention of rushing there, "I'm not interested, I'd better stay here and have a drink."

Wang Xueqing thought for a while and laughed at himself: "Yes, what's so good about this kind of surgery that doesn't even have a perfect solution? It's a traditional surgery with many flaws. Okay, I'll stay and have a drink with Dr. Lu
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