Her performance today was different, she was full of independence. Mainly because it is rare for medical students to be able to make their own tools, not to mention that the tools she made were very accurate and even people with no experience could make them.
In the surgical circle, whether you can make your own tools is a technical watershed. Those who cannot make it can only be reduced to second- or third-rate skills, which is equivalent to people who follow others. They work with other people's inventions and creations.
, how can he be a leader? No matter how well-written the paper is, if the surgery is not original, he can only be ridiculed as an armchair strategist in the industry. After all, surgeons are a profession of manual work, and knowledge must be applied to manual work.
"Isn't she your junior sister? Tell me what you know about the situation." Zhang Huayao asked Shen Youhuan again.
"He is a talented person. I heard some stories about him in the eight-year class before."
(Xie Wanying will definitely be surprised by this. Is Senior Brother Shen in the eighth-year class?)
This is exactly what Zhang Huayao wants to know: "What did they say about her?"
"She said she already knew how to do first aid when she entered medical school a few years ago."
"I have a strong interest in medicine."
"It can be said that he has a lot more medical knowledge than his predecessors imagined. He doesn't look like a student."
Zhang Huayao squinted his eyes when the other party's words sounded the same as his own: Xie Wanying is not like a student, but like a doctor who has been practicing clinical medicine for many years. She handles many things very skillfully.
"Director Zhang, students are not easy to fool." Shen Youhuan waved his hand to the leader and signaled secretly.
When dealing with a junior sister like him, it's best to be sincere and say less to fool around. People have a sharp eye.
"You tell her a few jokes and she ignores you." Zhang Huayao heard his joke and raised the corner of his mouth to mock him.
"She ignores me and has a cold face. But she can say things that embarrass me. What kind of person do you think she is?" Shen Youhuan shrugged indifferently.
"Yes." Zhang Huayao decided to admit that what he said was the truth and was not easy to fool.
"Director Zhang really wants to win over this person. It's actually very easy. Find out what her needs are and target her needs. Being a doctor is just a matter of a few major needs: capital household registration issues, salary issues, and future career development issues."
After Zhang Huayao heard what he said, he patted his shoulder twice with his big palm, indicating that he could shut up.
Shen Youhuan smiled and was not afraid to laugh at himself: "I am a layman, and these are the only things I can think of."
"Any hospital can give her these things." Zhang Huayao said, not because he disliked him for being a common man, but because he felt that the benefits mentioned were too ordinary and probably not suitable for his stubborn appetite.
"Yes, what is the reason for her stubbornness? I am also very curious. If a person is stubborn to the point of being a little sick, there must be something wrong." Shen Youhuan said, thinking of Junior Brother Cao who was in the operating room, "Cao Yong will be very worried about this."
Just worry."
Zhang Huayao remembered a piece of gossip he had heard. It was said that Cao Yong helped her get a special privilege from the old naughty boy early in the morning. What it was, made people curious.
It was up to her to choose which department she wanted to go to. Looking back now, Cao Yong thought that the decision he made at that time was the right thing to do unintentionally. Every time he saw her fighting for her life, he could only let him
Thinking that in order to achieve that goal, she might be willing to fly to the flame like a moth, and even planned to leave the National Association and leave them.
Like everyone else, he wanted to know what she was doing.