Haha, haha, of course the leaders of the county hospital were very happy to receive this compliment.
Nie Jiamin, who noticed the student's words, turned around and pretended to ask the student: "Do they want to follow the escort of the child to the hospital in the capital?"
Director Qi and the others were shocked by his words on the spot.
Who said Teacher Nie was not very good at Mandarin? She immediately understood her intention to cooperate with her. Xie Wanying nodded fiercely at the teacher.
Nie Jiamin turned around again, pointed at Director Qi and said, "Are you going to accompany the patient to the Capital Hospital?"
"No, no, no, I, I'm very busy -" Director Qi stammered and immediately denied it. Accompanying him to the capital, the more than ten hours of back and forth exhausted him. He became a leader, this kind of errands
The work can only be done by the people below.
Director Qi looked at the group of people in his department.
Not surprisingly, everyone in the department looked sad. It wasn't their patients, it wasn't that they had to go, so why should they go.
Understanding what everyone meant, Director Qi pointed to Dr. Zhou: "This is the patient you handled last night. You should be responsible for it, Dr. Zhou."
Only at this time will the director think that he is useful. Dr. Zhou smiled bitterly in his heart, finally understanding something.
"Dr. Zhou is completely qualified." Director Qi said to Nie Jiamin and others, "Teacher, you saw him working last night and you know what he is doing."
"Teacher Nie knows it well. It just so happens that Teacher Nie wants to ask Dr. Zhou if he has ever thought about applying for the graduate degree of the National Association of China in the future." Xie Wanying said on behalf of the teacher.
Director Qi and his gang suddenly changed their expressions.
Dr. Zhou couldn't believe that an easter egg suddenly fell from the sky and landed on him. He had never dared to think about applying for a graduate student in the National Association. Graduate students and doctoral students need to find a supervisor first, otherwise it may be completely useless, especially
He is a popular instructor.
"I'll go!" Dr. Zhou was not "honest" this time. He ran past Director Qi and the others and jumped into the passenger seat of the ambulance.
The doctors from the National Association sitting on the minibus of the National Association next door saw this scene from the car window and burst into laughter.
"This Yingying." Doctor Jin pointed at Xie Wanying, "Smart."
Everyone was surprised that the new leader, who was not fluent in Mandarin, was also a shady person.
"Drive." Without further ado, Xie Wanying waved to the ambulance driver.
The door of the ambulance was closed, and Director Qi and others watched Dr. Zhou leave. What was bad was that they had a premonition that Dr. Zhou might have a bright future and part ways with them from now on. So everyone's face turned dark.
"Oh." The director of the county hospital regretted not being able to keep Nie Jiamin for dinner. Pediatric surgery is more difficult than general surgery, and it is difficult to meet a top expert. Turning around, the director was very angry at Director Qi and reprimanded him privately: "
You, please reflect on yourself."
The more Director Qi thought about it, the less he knew what to say. Regardless of whether Nie Jiamin was an expert or not, he knew that the level of the anesthesiology department in his hospital did not support this operation at all. Who would have thought that Nie Jiamin was a doctor who had returned from overseas? He could not make inferences based on the domestic situation.
It can only be said that he was very calculating. He let the little doctor take the blame if something happened, but he took the credit when nothing happened. How could he think of a more serious expert to come and smash his calculations to pieces?
On the way back, Teacher He sat with Teacher Nie, while Xie Wanying took a nap in the back row.
Geng Lingfei gave her the bruised oil he brought with him: "Teacher Xie, you can use this to wipe the wound."
"No, the swelling on the face has subsided." Xie Wanying thanked him and asked by the way, "Did Yunyun go back to her home last night?"
Everyone gathered this morning, but I didn't see my junior sister. She probably went back to Bazhuang to visit relatives and friends.
"Yes." Geng Lingfei felt a little entangled in response to these words, recalling the rhythm of Fan Yunyun and him competing for the teacher along the way yesterday.
