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Chapter 672 Fist bump agreement!

Compared with the big fanfare last time, Tang Jin's visit to China was much more low-key this time.

The hospital did not notify the media in advance, and few people even mentioned the matter internally.

Tang Jin did not hire a bodyguard. After spending a few days in China last time, he already knew that this country was not as reported in the newspapers. On the contrary, China was very safe. Hiring a bodyguard might become a source of violence.

Zhao Yuan reported this matter to Chang Hongbo, so Chang Hongbo still received Tang Jin in the dean's office.

"Welcome to Tianhua again." Chang Hongbo smiled.

Tang Jin felt a little ashamed, "I'm sorry, I caused a lot of trouble for you last time when I came to your hospital to attend an event."

Chang Hongbo didn't take it seriously, "Our hospital didn't make corresponding arrangements last time, so it doesn't have much to do with you."

Tang Jin said with emotion, "Thank you for your understanding. Returning to Tianhua again makes me feel familiar."

Chang Hongbo smiled and asked, "I wonder how you arranged your itinerary? How long do you plan to stay in Tianhua?"

Tang Jin did not hide anything, "I came here this time at the invitation of the swordsman Te Zhao. I will return after seeing his operation."

Chang Hongbo felt a little regretful, "Actually, you can extend the time, and I can arrange for someone to take you around."

Tang Jin didn't expect Chang Hongbo to be so polite, "Thank you! It's better not to bother."

Chang Hongbo did not deliberately please Tang Jin. He chatted with Tang Jin for a while and then found an excuse to leave.

Chang Hongbo returned to the office and called Chen Jin.

Chen Jin knew what Chang Hongbo was looking for, "I didn't expect that Zhao Yuan actually invited Tang Jin over."

Chang Hongbo nodded slightly, "Judging from Tang Jin's attitude, he is very interested in Zhao Yuan's new technique. Techniques that can interest Tang Jin are worth publicizing."

Chen Jin hesitated for a few seconds and questioned, "I will pay attention to this matter. However, Zhao Yuan has only been acting director of Shenwai for a few months. If the publicity campaign is too large and fails to achieve the expected effect, it will be counterproductive."

Chang Hongbo can understand what Chen Jin means.

He heard that Zhao Yuan seemed to be doing some research in the office all day recently.

But he didn't feel right either.

"Be prepared. If you really get results, you must publicize them well."

"I know! I'll make arrangements right away."



Lin Zhiyuan completed a liver tumor resection operation and returned to the office with satisfaction.

This tumor surgery is quite difficult, and the number of doctors in Guangdong Province who can do it is no more than one.

The patient is a man in his fifties. He suffered a lot when he was young and accumulated considerable wealth.

The patient found Lin Zhiyuan through a vice president and invited Lin Zhiyuan to have a high-standard meal. He originally gave Lin Zhiyuan a red envelope, but Lin Zhiyuan refused.

It's not that he doesn't accept red envelopes, but that compared to the favor of the vice-dean, this red envelope seems insignificant.

Lin Zhiyuan has a clear understanding of his career plan.

If you wanted to make more money, you would not have left Mayo in the first place. The income level at Mayo is five or six times that of doctors of the same level in China.

The reason why Lin Zhiyuan chose to return to China was because he had a higher goal. He wanted to make some achievements in Tianhua.

If you want to achieve results, you must rely on hard work on the one hand, and the support of others on the other.

The fact that Lin Zhiyuan did not accept the red envelope reached the ears of the vice president, and his evaluation of Lin Zhiyuan was much higher.

Lin Zhiyuan was sitting at his desk, handling some work in the system, and his assistant came in with a cup of coffee.

Habit is a terrible thing.

Although he knew that drinking too much coffee was not good for doctors, Lin Zhiyuan developed a habit of drinking at least two cups of coffee every day during his days at Mayo.

Moreover, the more bitter the better, and the richer the better.

Some people like to drink bitter coffee to improve themselves.

Some people like to drink bitter coffee just to show off.

Lin Zhiyuan took the coffee cup, stirred it slowly with a spoon, walked to the window, and watched the scenery outside.

Suddenly a figure flashed in front of my eyes.

He got into the commercial vehicle with Jiang Jing from the Department of Neurosurgery, and then left.

Lin Zhiyuan rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said to himself, "Isn't that Tang Jin?"

Lin Zhiyuan took a deep breath, called his assistant, and asked in a deep voice, "I just saw Tang Jin appear in our hospital, what is going on."

The assistant was slightly startled, "Aren't Tang Jin friends with you? Didn't he contact you when he came to Tianhua?"

After saying this, the assistant regretted it.

Lin Zhiyuan endured his temper, "I haven't contacted him for a long time. After all, the last cooperation was not successful and had a negative impact on the hospital."

The assistant quickly told Lin Zhiyuan what he knew, "Tang Jin was invited by Zhao Yuan. It is said that Zhao Yuan has a new technique, and Tang Jin was invited to come and take a look."

Lin Zhiyuan was silent for a few seconds, then waved his hand to his assistant, "I understand. Get out!"

After the assistant left, Lin Zhiyuan slapped the table angrily, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan, you are too conceited!

This Tang Jin is also a shameless person. He was so disgraced last time that he actually had the nerve to come to Tianhua again.

I want to see what drama you are singing in."



Zhao Yuan walked into the ward.

Lying on the hospital bed was a thin, dark boy.

When the little boy saw Zhao Yuan, he immediately sat up straight and politely shouted, "Hello, Uncle Zhao."

Next to the little boy stood his parents.

The eyes of the parents looking at the little boy are full of love.

There was a smile on Zhao Yuan's face, "Hey, I see you are in good condition. You should be ready. You are indeed a man."

There was a look of confidence in the little boy's eyes, "Because my mother told me that you are a very good doctor, and I have confidence in you."

Zhao Yuan nodded vigorously and clenched his fists, "Come, let's bump fists and make an agreement. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we must face them bravely."

The boy picked up his fist and tried to collide with Zhao Yuan.

There is a slight deviation, however, so the fists do not collide.

Zhao Yuan held the boy's wrist and, with his help, gently touched it with his fist.

"When the operation is over, you will be able to see normally."

The boy looks four or five years old, but he is actually eight years old this year.

The parents originally thought that the boy had dwarfism. Seeing that the boy was about to enter second grade and was not growing taller, they planned to find an expert in this field and plan to intervene.

After a complete investigation, the sky fell!

The boy's short stature is related to a tumor in his head.

Cranial chordoma generally grows close to the pituitary gland, which affects hormone secretion. In addition, it is close to the sinus sphenoid and is surrounded by the optic nerve.

As a result, the boy suffered from short growth, decreased vision, and headaches.

My parents were related to Shan Zhenyu, and they originally planned to ask Shan Zhenyu to undergo surgery.

However, Shan Zhenyu had already sealed his title and recommended Zhao Yuan.

My parents also checked Zhao Yuan’s information on the Internet.

Although Zhao Yuan is very young, he is now the acting director of Tianhua Neurosurgery and knows that his level will not be low.

Surgery for cranial chordoma carries great risks.

The mother looked at her son's carefree look and had very complicated emotions.

Because she knew that her son might not be able to get off the operating table.


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