Gu Yong had just completed an operation. The operation was very ordinary. Not surprisingly, it would have some impact on the patient's vision.
However, neurosurgery is like this, and sometimes you have to bear certain risks.
The assistant came close to his ear and whispered, "There's something big going on at Tianhua Neurosurgery next door."
Gu Yong frowned slightly, "Tell me and listen."
"The first thing is that Shan Zhenyu announced that he will be closed down." The assistant said with deep emotion.
Gu Yong sighed, "It seems that the rumors from the outside world are true. Shan Zhenyu has an incurable disease. Alas, it is really a pity that a great genius has such a disease! Who will take over the position of director? Fang Boran?"
The assistant shook his head, "Zhao Yuan!"
"Who?" Gu Yong was so surprised that his eyes almost bulged out.
"Zhao Yuan! Some time ago, a patient was rejected by our hospital. He performed the operation, and Tianhua shamelessly publicized it, making it known to everyone." The assistant carefully observed the director's expression.
Gu Yong's eyes widened, "I know there is such a number one person! He actually became the director of the department directly. This is too outrageous. As far as I know, he is not yet thirty years old, right?"
The assistant added, "Twenty-six years old. He seems to be the acting director."
Gu Yong ignored the word agency, "Chang Hongbo is too foolhardy. Tianhua's Shenwai completely collapsed due to such an arrangement."
"Isn't this nonsense? Does Tianhua, the twenty-six-year-old director of Shenwai, want to tell the world that the threshold for Shenwai is so low?"
Gu Yong glared at his assistant and said nothing more.
The left eye is beating wildly!
I always feel like something big is about to happen!
…
Nanxie Hospital, Thoracic and Cardiac Surgery.
Qian Yu is teaching a group of interns.
He found that these interns were stupid and lazy. All the questions they asked were basic, but the answers were wrong.
There were also two interns who yawned directly when they were talking.
Qian Yu simply announced the end of the course and walked into the office angrily, leaving behind a group of astonished interns.
Not long after Qian Yu sat down, a senior doctor knocked on the door.
Qian Yu shouted "Come in".
The senior attending physician opened the door and said softly, "Director Qian, I have news I want to tell you."
Qian Yu said casually, "Say it!"
"Jiang Jing has been transferred to neurosurgery."
"Huh? Didn't he just transfer to emergency surgery?"
"All the treatment groups he was in were transferred to neurosurgery."
When Qian Yu heard this, his eyes widened, "Zhao Yuan's group?"
"Yes, Zhao Yuan was transferred to the Neurosurgery Department as the acting director of the department. His treatment team was also transferred together."
Qian Yu's pupils began to change. They were confused at first, then quickly became surprised, and finally there was a hint of joy.
"What kind of magical operation is this?" Qian Yu said to himself, "Zhao Yuan is obviously the future star of thoracic and cardiac surgery, but he was thrown into the neurosurgery department."
Ever since Mr. Qin announced that he would serve as the honorary vice president of Tianhua, he would mobilize resources to build a national-level laboratory.
Qian Yu has always been under great pressure.
Tianhua’s cardiothoracic surgery department is on a strong rise.
Naturally, the Department of Thoracic and Cardiac Surgery in Nanxing Medical University was overwhelmed.
Qian Yu naturally knew the reason.
It was the young man named Zhao Yuan who brought incredible changes to everything.
"Wait!" Qian Yu noticed something was wrong, "Acting director?"
"Yes! The original director has closed the door." The assistant reported softly.
Qian Yu rubbed his temples.
Promoted to department director at the age of twenty-six!
Tianhua really used all kinds of resources to support Zhao Yuan's rapid growth.
"Lao Gu, I think I'm going to have a headache!"
Qian Yu said to himself, with a hint of bitterness on the corner of his mouth.
There is also a bit of schadenfreude.
…
Zhao Yuan's file was adjusted to neurosurgery.
Shan Zhenyu originally planned to leave and go home to recuperate.
The office originally occupied by Shan Zhenyu was to be emptied and set aside for other purposes.
It was retained at Zhao Yuan's strong request.
Shan Zhenyu said with a smile, "I've already closed my career, so I can't justify occupying an office again."
Zhao Yuan said seriously, "Director Shan, if you hadn't been silently insisting on your position for so many years, the neurosurgery department would have been unable to bear it long ago. Your contribution to the department cannot be erased just because you left. What's more, you are just a sealing surgeon.
It's just surgery. You can also do other tasks, such as providing reasonable guidance through your many years of experience during consultations, and training new people. You can use your rich experience to help new people grow quickly."
Shan Zhenyu was very moved when he saw Zhao Yuan's sincere words, "Don't worry! When I communicated with Dean Chang that you would succeed me, one of the conditions was that I should help you well. Although I can't hold a knife now, I can still
Do what you can. It’s just that I can’t use such a big office.”
Zhao Yuan insisted, "This office will always belong to you. No one else deserves to sit in that position."
Hearing this, Shan Zhenyu burst into tears.
Since sealing the sword, Shan Zhenyu's energy and spirit have slackened, and his whole person has become much older.
But Zhao Yuan's words and Zhao Yuan's respect inspired him.
"Director Shan, don't even think about transferring to internal medicine. With your ability, it would be a waste to go to internal medicine."
Shan Zhenyu suddenly realized that he didn't seem to understand Zhao Yuan very well.
In my impression, Zhao Yuan is a young man who doesn't like to talk much.
But at this moment, Zhao Yuan showed his extraordinary eloquence.
Whether a person's eloquence is very good depends on whether his words are contagious.
Some people talk eloquently, but they don't get to the point of what they say. That kind of thing is not called eloquence.
Every word Zhao Yuan spoke went straight to Shan Zhenyu's heart, relieving his inner depression and desolation.
"Director Shan, in a few days a group of interns will enter our hospital for internship. You have experience in this area, and I hope you can select a group of good candidates with potential."
"Our neurosurgery department must build a dynamic team of doctors within five years. You must close the door."
When Shan Zhenyu and Zhao Yuan parted, their steps were much firmer.
He found that the decision was not wrong.
Neurosurgery was handed over to Zhao Yuan, which many people considered to be a random act.
But in a few years, changes in neurosurgery will surprise these people.
Zhao Yuan sat in the spacious office, looked at the displays inside, and then turned on the computer to familiarize himself with the new system and the new permissions he had.
If you want to be a department director, you must first have the ability to gnaw hard bones.
Zhao Yuan wanted to solve all the problems of patients in the system to prove that he was qualified to sit in this position.
Zhao Yuan began to study the patient's information and record his thoughts and surgical ideas in a notebook.
I don’t know how long it took, but Zhao Yuan slowly raised his head and issued a notice!
All patients who are currently hospitalized will be treated in a unified manner and the surgeries will be centralized!
