Thinking of the gossip, He Xiangyu boldly said: "Brother Tao, congratulations, you have become the director just like Brother Cao." After the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery moved to the new building, it was officially renamed the Hepatobiliary Pancreas Spleen Center and the Liver Transplant Center, expanding the department It is impossible to have only one ward, and it is divided into two areas. Capable young and middle-aged doctors are promoted to become leaders
The director takes on new responsibilities.
After receiving her congratulations, Tao Zhijie's expression didn't change, and he didn't say a word of entertainment.
Maybe it's because I feel too familiar with this Junior Sister He, so I don't need to say polite words.
That's right, he, Cao Yong and the others were considered the default candidates for leadership long ago, so the news of these promotions is not surprising now.
Based on this, He Xiangyu thought that Brother Tao came here as a new leader, and after work, he came to check how far the interior decoration of his new department was going, so as to motivate the people under him to work.
After a while, she realized that she was wrong. Here, walk over, don't go into the new ward to inspect, don't go into the office to have a look, just pass through the corridor one by one, and finally go in - He Xiangyu stands at the door, making sure her eyes read the sign outside the door correctly
The line that says "Pathological Specimen Room".
These historical items that have little to do with the existing clinical treatment of patients must be moved first. It's just that the doctor is troublesome. He wants to find some past pathological specimens. During this time, he needs to run around to the new surgical building.
At night, the doctor came to the herbarium to look for historical pathological specimens. The scene seemed a bit like a horror movie imagined by outsiders. In the dark, under a little light, he took out a human organ soaked in a formalin solution bottle, with a strange face
A similar movie scene suddenly appeared in He Xiangyu's mind.
She is a pathologist herself, and she also knows that horror movies in such hospitals are made of nonsense that is divorced from reality.
Doctors looking for historical pathological specimens are not full of horror, but have an engineering nature, and the atmosphere is shrouded in cultural films.
The light in the pathology specimen room is a big white light, which turns the room into daylight when it is turned on, which is convenient for the staff to find specimens. So I'm here for work.
The specimens on each shelf are, for doctors, a historical trace that records each patient's struggle against the disease, and a history book of human beings fighting against the disease.
There are no shabby horror films here, only documentaries of respect and remembrance. Seeing him standing in front of the shelf and looking at the specimens in the glass bottle, He Xiangyu understood why she thought of horror movies, because she was about to become the heroine of horror movies and wanted to run for her life. Who told her to come here
Absolutely guilty to the uttermost. She retreated, she was about to retreat to the door while no one was paying attention. Yuan fortunately thought that he might not have noticed that she was going to run away, but when she heard footsteps outside, she stopped suddenly, her horrified hair was like the Buddha's palm
Monkey King, who couldn't get out of his heart, exploded.
Who else is coming
Turning around, seeing the famous poker face of the Second Department of General Surgery, her soul was about to fly out of her body in shock.
Tan Kelin scanned her face carefully, and after confirming that she was right, he said to Tao Zhijie inside: "Did you invite her here, Doctor Tao?"
"No." He Xiangyu hurriedly said.
No? Why are you here
The corners of Tao Zhijie's mouth curled up. He Xiangyu caught a glimpse of his expression and wanted to cry: she took the initiative to enter the urn.