But he was right.
The most famous department of Ningcheng Central Hospital is the Thoracic Surgery Department. To be more precise, it is all because of Jiang Beiyuan.
The latter has excellent medical skills, a cool personality, and good looks, which always attracts so many people.
There is even a group of people who always feel that even if they are not sick, being seen by Dr. Jiang is a great gift.
"Okay, okay, the content of today's morning meeting, apart from the tumor surgery just now, is more importantly, the research on non-localized lung diseases."
Wang Shuang cleared her throat and turned on the projector, letting everyone look at the screen.
Several people whispered at the examples on the screen. It must be said that cases of end-stage lung disease like this are indeed difficult.
Wang Shuang smiled, "As we all know, our thoracic surgeries are more difficult, invasive, risky, and have many complications. Recently, the hospital has admitted several patients with alveolar cell carcinoma and severe bronchiectasis. However, we, Dr. Jiang, an authoritative expert in lung transplantation, now let Dr. Jiang share his work experience so that everyone can get advice."
Got @ again.
The person involved, Jiang Beiyuan, put his hands on the back of his head and said in a lazy voice, "I don't have any experience, it all depends on my talent."
Forehead…
Everyone: "..."
Wang Shuang's face was a little uneasy, and her smile was a little stiff. "In addition to talent, is there anything else? Dr. Jiang should talk more about it, such as clinical experience, so that other doctors can learn from it."
Jiang Beiyuan's face was expressionless, his voice was cool, but his tone was sharp and perfect, "It just depends on talent."
Everyone: "..."
Wang Shuang chuckled awkwardly and could only justify himself, "Dr. Jiang is right, being a doctor requires talent. You just have passion and you don't have talent. It's just like some people are smart and don't need to study." You can get 100% on the test. Some people are born with stupid brains and cannot learn well no matter how hard they study. The principle is the same."
Because Jiang Beiyuan was concise and concise, the meeting ended in less than ten minutes. Dr. Jiang got up and left.
This guy was the last to arrive, but he was the fastest to leave.
As soon as he returned to the diagnosis and treatment room, Wang Shuang broke in through the door with great force!
"Jiang Beiyuan, in front of so many people, can't you give me some face?!"
"Didn't I give it?"
He said calmly while unbuttoning the white coat in front of him.
Wang Shuang had an old blood clot in his throat, and he could spit out two taels in the next second, "What kind of face do you think you are doing? I asked you to talk about your experience, what talent are you talking about, how can you be so perfunctory? "
Jiang Beiyuan didn't take it seriously and sent it over with a picky eye: "If you do less formalism and do two more surgeries, maybe you will be the dean now."
Wang Shuang choked heavily!
He has been working at the Central Hospital for ten years and has been hovering in the position of director, neither rising nor falling.
Not being able to become the dean was the pain in Wang Shuang's heart. Everyone knew it, but no one dared to speak out. Only Jiang Beiyuan dared to stab people's hearts with every word.
"Okay, okay, you kid is trying to undermine me. I will settle this debt with you later... Let's not talk about it for now. Have you read the hospital forum pinned to the top? Who was that girl you carried on your back yesterday?!"
"Is it related to you?"
Jiang Beiyuan didn't seem to intend to answer this question, and hung the white coat he took off on the hanger next to him.
Wang Shuang: "I am the director of the entire department, and I have the right to care about the private lives of the doctors! As a doctor, how can you be responsible for your patients if your private life is disordered?"
"Come on me with words like this." Jiang Beiyuan smiled, and that smile was so bright that Wang Shuang, a man in his forties, was knocked off his feet.
The next second, I heard this person speak softly again, "I said she was my wife, what can you do?"
"You, your boy, are actually married!"
There are rumors in the department that Jiang Beiyuan is married, but no one believes it.
Wang Shuang didn't believe it either.
He always thought Jiangbeiyuan liked men.
Otherwise, I would not be indifferent to Yu Lili, a beauty with both beauty and ability in the department.
Jiang Beiyuan thought it was funny, "What's wrong with getting married? Men should get married when they get married, and girls should get married when they get married. Who said doctors can't get married?"
"Cheng Chengcheng, of course I have no control over your kid's marriage, but—"
Changing the topic, Wang Shuang pointed to a report spread out randomly on Jiang Beiyuan's desk.
"This time your promotion essay was not up to standard and you must rewrite it."
(End of chapter)