Senior Brother Cao's behavior has not changed before and after marriage. He always loves and dotes on her like a little sister.
Xie Wanying nodded. It was impossible that anything would happen. Leader Fu was gone, so what could happen?
Senior Brother Shen, who loves to cause trouble, ran up and asked: "Yingying, do you want me to re-employ and get a job with you?"
“Shen Youhuan, are you afraid that Zhang Huayao will arrest you when you say this?” Dr. Jin Tianyu immediately came up and grabbed the bad classmate’s shoulders to scare him.
Shen Youhuan turned around and counterattacked, not to be outdone: "Do you think you can get a job with her? Are you so anxious because you are afraid that I will take your job away?"
Classmate Pan, who was hiding behind, retracted the small shrimp and his head, and looked at the quarrel between the predecessors.
Today, a large group of classmates came from Xie. Guozhi’s internal medicine classmates Zhao Zhaowei and Feng Yicong came. After they arrived, classmate Li Qi’an who had been asking Zhang Desheng for a while asked, “Is he sick? Is he sick because of fear?”
Looking at the successors of the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine of the National Association of Cardiovascular Medicine, can the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine of the National Association of Cardiovascular Medicine be saved in the future? Dr. Jin Tianyu saw the thoughts of Guozhi people clearly and his face turned red.
“Yingying, why not cooperate with our Guozhi Department of Cardiovascular Medicine and recruit our people to do your pilot work.” Shen Youhuan raised two high eyebrows.
Dr. Jin Tianyu couldn't bear it anymore. On the one hand, he vowed to throw this bad guy into the river. On the other hand, he looked at the junior sister Xie Wanying: I really don't know what junior sister Xie thinks about their cardiovascular medicine department.
I have the same worries as the people from other departments who came here.
If your own department is not very good, should you hold others back?
Not every department in the National Association is very good. Departments that lag behind in every meeting have an inferiority complex.
Dr. Xie Wanying told Senior Brother Jin: "This matter cannot be decided by me alone. Besides, Dean Wu has always said that every department of the Chinese Association is an important family member."
cut. The sixth-grade internal medicine doctors who were dismissed and moved to other departments have the best experience of the old naughty boy's false words.
“Tell me, am I on the list?” Dr. Jiang Mingzhu came closer and secretly signaled to Junior Sister Xie that you and I have the best relationship, so arrange for me to be on the list first. In this regard, we need to tell the truth to our brothers and sisters: "This is a hard job."
It means that Dr. Xie can’t understand everyone’s positive attitude.
To be honest, the work in the new district is equivalent to reassigning some department staff to do double work. It is overtime and you may be charged overtime pay, but it is definitely tiring.
Medical staff are already tired from their daily work. Even if they can get paid for another job, few of them would like it. This is common among clinical practitioners.
Regarding this matter, the big guys and Xiao Xiami have the same idea: whether you want it or not depends on what kind of work you do.
Who doesn’t know that what Dr. Xie is doing now is the most advanced work in the world’s medical circle?
Who wouldn’t want to do high-tech technical work? High-tech work can facilitate the publication of papers and promotions, and high-tech work can save time, effort, and save patients with high productivity. These are all as important to doctors as their lifeblood.
Since everyone thinks so, Dr. Xie Wanying said: "Those who want to come must be assessed."
Everyone was stunned after hearing this, and then everyone felt as uneasy as a little rabbit: The exam led by Xie Qinchao was probably the most difficult one.
Out of the cancer hospital, everyone saw Dr. Chang Jiawei, who was the last to arrive. "I'm late. Is the meeting over?" Dr. Chang's words to himself were undoubtedly silly.
“Fu Xinheng ran out on the way. Do you know what happened to him?” Doctor Yu and others took the opportunity to ask him about this good friend.
Chang Jiawei couldn't tell his friend's private affairs directly, so he said half-heartedly: "It must be a call from his future relatives and friends."
A call from my future in-laws, claiming that a friend met a man at the station who looked like Uncle Wen.
