The ceremony ended and the crowd dispersed.
Zhang Huayao waved his hand to signal them young to close the door.
Three young doctors lined up in front of his desk.
Opening the drawer beside him to find a blank piece of paper, Zhang Huayao took out a pen to draw on the paper, and asked the three of them, "I have been working in our hospital for a week, how do you feel?"
The big devil asked them how much the third child thought he had been tortured.
The three of them must have suffered and said nothing.
Zhang Huayao raised his head when the leader refused to answer, and aimed his sharp eyes at the person first, and said by name: "Dr. Lin Hao, please tell me first."
It seems that the Great Demon King knew that he was crushed on the ground by the god of death on the first day of work to sweep his face. Lin Hao swallowed hard: "Very good."
It was quite good, the Great Demon King let him experience a tragic thing the day before, and what happened after that would certainly not be so scary to him.
Hearing his answer, Mr. Zhang seemed to be able to see what he was thinking, and his small gray eyes smiled into two arcs.
Seeing him laughing, Lin Hao almost lost his breath.
The big devil's smile was cold and creepy, which undoubtedly told him that he was being naive.
He, Zhang Huayao, is responsible for opening the gates of hell. It is impossible to go through the 18 levels of hell in the workplace in a day or two. They are waiting for them one by one. After torturing the first one, the big devil will torture the second one in order.
With this premonition, Pan Shihua straightened his back, because he couldn't dodge if he didn't straighten.
"Doctor Pan, you are a very nice person with a clear goal." Zhang Huayao pointed at him with his pen.
The Great Demon King knew what he was thinking a long time ago, he was more Sherlock Holmes than Holmes Pan. Pan Shihua was silent.
Touching his chin with his fingers, Zhang Huayao turned his gaze to the last person: "Doctor Xie, tell me."
"After coming to the country, the pressure is quite high." Xie Wanying said.
Facing Big Brother Zhang, the big devil, no one can be under a lot of pressure, right
Xie Yijin's answer is the most straightforward.
"Hahaha." The big leader laughed three times.
The three young ones, smelling the smell of hell wafting from the laughter, were terrified to death.
"It's a lot of pressure, okay." Taking the table down, Zhang Huayao picked up the microphone on the table, and gave instructions to which department of the hospital he was calling, "Let those people come to my office."
Who else is coming
There was a look of surprise in the eyes of the three of them.
"Dr. Xie said that the pressure is high, how can it not be high. There is no low pressure in the top three hospitals in China." Zhang Huayao said.
With a single sentence from the Great Demon King, he took the pot of stress out of himself.
Having said that, it is true that doctors in tertiary hospitals are under a lot of pressure. The main reason is that there are too many patients and not enough staff to be overly busy.
In response to this problem, Zhang Huayao immediately gave his benevolent strategy as a leader: "Give you more manpower. Otherwise, when Dr. Xie operated on the patient at night, there would be no one, not even enough nurses."
It would have been a bit troublesome if Brother Ren and Doctor Zuo were not there that night.
Boom, boom, the door rang.
The personnel department of the hospital brought him over.
Two younger figures immediately appeared at the door.
Lin Hao and the others blinked. It was Mi Siran and Mi Wenlin, the two legendary junior sisters and younger brothers. The siblings are just like them. They entered the clinical practice early and have been practicing for almost a year now. It may be that the grades are as good as those of the brothers and sisters, so I was called by Guozhi to come here to do in-depth study.