Xie Yan did not agree. In previous years, the teacher would occasionally take doctors from the hospital to attend international conferences. However, these people all have one thing in common.
After attending the conference, I will soon go abroad for two years of further training.
"Teacher..." "You guessed it right."
Song Liancheng looked at him lovingly, "I have participated in international conferences over the years and met many foreign doctors. I contacted the professor in country D and recommended you to him.
The other party will also participate in this international conference. Of course, he also has the intention of inspecting it.
If you can meet his requirements, he will send you an invitation letter after the meeting."
Xie Yan's heartbeat was a little erratic.
Studying abroad is an opportunity that every doctor dreams of.
As we all know.
In terms of clinical practice, country d has always been at the world's first-class level. Being able to go to the hospital there to observe and learn clinically, and participate in all the other country's conferences and academic exchanges will help doctors master a real clinical technology.
Exposure to foreign hospitals is also conducive to the cultivation of medical concepts.
But...seeing his hesitation, Song Liancheng said, half jokingly and half seriously, "You don't have to worry about the cost. The hospital will pay for all the expenses for you. You just need to sign a deed of betrayal."
The so-called contract of sale is to sign a long-term contract with the hospital.
Thanks for understanding.
After all, hospitals spend money to train talents, and the ultimate goal is to retain talents.
Xie Yan thought of his heart again.
Song Liancheng seemed to know what he was thinking, and told him sincerely, "You and your sweetheart have just established a relationship a few months ago, and now you are in the period of passionate love. It is normal for you to be inseparable at this time.
But you two are still young. I remember you were only twenty-seven after the Chinese New Year. Your sweetheart is two years younger than you, so it’s still too early to talk about marriage.
Your age is the right time to work hard for your career, and I don’t want you to break up. Two years apart will go by in the blink of an eye.”
Think about it.
Song Liancheng patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I have some confidence in myself and my heart."
"..." "I know that you and your sweetheart are very serious about this relationship, so as a man, you should consider your future.
Don't worry about it, even if it's for yourself, you have to seize the opportunity this time.
After two years of further training, your salary will change qualitatively."
Song Liancheng joked, "Don't you look down on the suffering in the world? If you have enough money, you can help more people."
"..." Xie Yan was moved.
He took a breath and said without a word of agreement, "Teacher, I'll think about it."
"Okay, this is a big deal and needs to be seriously considered."
Although he said this, Song Liancheng was sure that Xie Yan would nod. He picked a few books from the bookshelf and gave them to Xie Yan, "Take these books back and take the time to read them first. They will help you pass the professor's assessment."
"Thank you, teacher."
... As soon as the two of them came out of the study, Xingan ran over with a bound. She hooked Xie Yan's arm and said, "Oh, you can figure it out."
Song Liancheng laughed and scolded, "You girl, I can still eat Xie Yan."
Xingan stuck out his tongue and made a face, "Who asked you to drag Xie Yan to talk, and then went to the study mysteriously to say that Xie Yan and I finally met, and you still want to dominate him, then I will definitely be unhappy."
Hear the words.
Xie Yan felt a little sorry.
He was busy with work and had few opportunities to meet his sweetheart. If he went abroad again... Song Liancheng was silent for two seconds. When he saw his sweetheart going to Xie Yan's arms to pick up a book and share the weight with him, he said half-jokingly, "How long have we been apart now?"
After all, you are not happy about this.
Then thank you for being separated from you for a year or two, so you still have to cry."
"Bah, bah, bah, it's Chinese New Year, Uncle Song, don't talk nonsense, why should Xie Yan and I be separated for a year or two when we are so good."
"..." Yes! This topic is somewhat dangerous and cannot be continued.
Song Liancheng touched his nose.
Let Xie Yan tell Xie Yan.
...after lunch.
The two sat and chatted at Song's house for a while, then said goodbye and left.
The light snow outside has stopped.
it's very windy.
With a biting cold.
Xingan rubbed her hands and got into the car. She greeted Xie Yan, "Get in the car quickly and I'll take you back."
"..." Xie Yan moved the books into the back seat and got into the passenger seat. The two of them lowered the windows, greeted Song Liancheng and drove away.
Xie Yan looked at his beloved new car, "Why did you change the car?"
Her car was rear-ended by Zhang Yang and was sent to a repair shop for repairs. She didn't want Xie Yan to worry, so she didn't tell him, "Oh, this is my dad's car... I just drove one out."
"..." Xie Yan glanced at the wings logo on the steering wheel and was speechless.
Others say that driving can reveal a person's character. Xie Yan thinks this makes sense. He is basically very stable when driving, but he is different and she drives very fast.
Xie Yan couldn't help but remind, "Drive slowly."
"There's no one on the road."
"If there is unmelted ice, it will be slippery."
It snowed all night, and there were often cars passing by on the main road. The snow was ground into water. The temperature was too low, and the sewage turned into fine ice slag.
The heart slowed down the car.
Xie Yan told her, "Just take me to the subway station and I'll just take the subway back. It's snowy and the roads are slippery. You go home early."
"That won't work. You live so far away from the subway station, and you are carrying so many books. It's so tiring to walk home. I'll drive you back, and it's just a matter of pressing the accelerator."
Seeing that he still wanted to speak, Xingan raised a hand and solemnly promised, "I promise I will open it slowly."
As she said that, she grimaced again and said sadly, "I will be in the city for the next half month, and you are busy with work, which means that for the next half month, we can only video text messages to comfort each other.
"
"..." Xie Yan also likes to stay with his heart.
After hearing this, he said nothing more.
a little cold.
Xin Gan turned on the heater in the car and turned on the music. She turned down the music volume. While waiting for the red light, she turned to look at Xie Yan, only to see him frowning slightly, deep in thought.
Xingan poked his arm, and Xie Yan came to his senses, "What's wrong?"
"I also want to ask you what's wrong."
Xingan wrinkled his nose, "What's wrong with you? You look very worried. Did something happen to you?"
"It's something."
"At work?"
"That's right."
Xie Yan glanced at her and silently added, "It's also emotional."
"..." The sweetheart raised his eyebrows, "Will someone confess to you again?"
Xie Yan couldn't laugh or cry, "No! What happened to Miss Luo last time was just a coincidence. I'm not as popular as you thought. I'm taciturn and don't understand romance, so you will like me."
How rare.
He also knows that he is not a romantic.
Xin Gan held back a smile and asked him, "Well, if you talk about emotions, I will definitely think about it in this way."
"darling!"
"Um?"
Xie Yan thought for a while and asked tentatively, "Under normal circumstances, can girls accept long-distance relationships?"