Sweeping the heavens at the beginning

"Judging from their chat, it seems that this doctor is going to kill the person undergoing surgery, and the person holding the knife is Chen Daoling." Yang Wenxin followed Dr. Ma while thinking about the situation.

"I remember that President Chen's medical skills are good, but the doctor said that the success rate of the operation is not high. That is to say, Chen Daoling also finds this operation tricky."

While analyzing, Yang Wenxin followed Dr. Ma to the operating equipment room.

I watched Dr. Ma take out a series of surgical equipment from it, and then walked to the operating room together.

Dr. Ma has been in the equipment room for a long time, and he is tinkering with the equipment and does not know what to do.

After following all the way to the operating room, Chen Daoling was ready for the operation.

And Yang Wenxin hid on the side, seeing that Dr. Ma was about to hand over the equipment to Chen Daoling, he became more and more uneasy.

"Wait a moment!"

Yang Wenxin finally couldn't help but walked out.

Staring at the clean and shiny medical equipment, the uneasiness in my heart became heavier and heavier.

"Little Yang? Why are you here?" Chen Daoling asked in surprise when he saw Yang Wenxin.

"Chen Xi and I came to see Grandma Li, and heard from her that you have encountered some troubles here. So come and have a look." Yang Wenxin found a reason and said.

Chen Daoling was suspicious for a while: "I didn't tell her that I'm going to have an operation today!"

"You didn't say it, but it doesn't mean she doesn't know! The one who knows the father best is the daughter, right?" Of course Yang Wenxin would not admit that he came here with Dr. Ma.

After all, what plans they have, he doesn't know now.

"Hehe, if only Xixi was so sensible." Chen Daoling put on a thoughtful expression.

He always felt that Yang Wenxin was hiding something, but he couldn't find any obvious signs.

If he didn't know his daughter well enough, Chen Daoling wouldn't even think about it.

"I heard from Chen Xi that you have an operation here and you may need my help, so I'll come here." Yang Wenxin said again.

Now, Chen Daoling thought it through.

He probably didn't know about others, but Chen Xi would never know that he was in trouble here, that is to say, Chen Xi didn't tell Yang Wenxin about this at all.

"Little Yang, listen to me..." Chen Daoling was about to reject Yang Wenxin when a discordant voice suddenly appeared.

"Oh it's you!"

Zhao Ming took a stack of materials and walked in with a doctor. He happened to see Yang Wenxin outside the operating room.

For Zhao Ming, Yang Wenxin's face is something he will never forget in his lifetime.

If it wasn't for Yang Wenxin, it's very likely that he would have met that top-notch girl by now!
So what if a person is cured and killed?
As long as it is handled well, there will always be opportunities.

But the appearance of this man made all his wishful thinking come to nothing.

Not only did he save that person, but he also won their favor!

It's horrible!

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Ming thought it would be better to act first, so he asked directly.

But because his back was facing Chen Daoling, he didn't realize that standing in front of him was the vice president of the hospital he had applied for.

Yang Wenxin could only show a helpless expression for such an idiot who would yell whenever he saw any occasion.

"Pretend, you still pretend! Oh, you are also here to apply for this company, right? Let me tell you, this is the Third People's Hospital. Do you know where the Third People's Hospital is? This is the best hospital in Yangcheng !"

Zhao Ming had no way to vent the anger he had accumulated at the recruitment office.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he vented all his anger on Yang Wenxin, and reprimanded him arrogantly, as if Yang Wenxin in front of him was just a stupid young man who didn't know what to do.

"Don't think that you have the capital to practice medicine because you were lucky last time at the beach and took my credit. I can tell you that my family has practiced medicine for three generations. I barely entered this hospital after graduating from a famous medical university. What do you have? "

Zhao Ming squinted at Yang Wenxin, his attitude was as arrogant as he wanted, as if he was the only one in the whole world.

Yang Wenxin was speechless for a while, obviously he had nothing to do with this person in front of him, yet he was so hated by others.

Is this the trouble of the so-called excellent people?

At the beginning, Chen Daoling didn't care that such a trainee doctor didn't understand the rules.

It can be seen that he is getting more and more presumptuous, and he keeps attacking Yang Wenxin personally. No matter how good his temper is, he can't bear it anymore. He turned around, and just wanted to teach this person who doesn't understand the rules as the vice president. newcomer.

But after seeing Zhao Ming's face clearly, he immediately froze in place: "It turned out to be you!"

"Oh it's you!"

The two spoke at the same time, but the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

The doctor leading Zhao Ming saw that they looked familiar, so he smiled and said, "What? Zhao Ming, do you still know our Dean Chen?"

"What? Chen...Dean Chen?"

Zhao Ming was dumbfounded!

It never occurred to him that the middle-aged man he almost died at the seaside would be the director of the Third People's Hospital of Yangcheng City!

Can I still stay here?
Zhao Ming instantly realized the problem.

He didn't know exactly what Chen Daoling's impression of him was, but he was sure that it was very bad, probably not so bad!
I was the one who almost sent him to the Palace of Hades, would he forgive himself?

Would you let yourself still be here?

The self-confidence that Zhao Ming had built up through the interview just shattered at this moment.

It doesn't exist at all, and his legs are weak. If he still maintains this trace of a man's dignity in front of the public, he may have knelt on the ground and begged Chen Daoling for forgiveness.

Yang Wenxin watched this scene from the sidelines, and couldn't help but find it funny.

At the same time, he secretly admired Zhao Ming's thick skin.

If he were Zhao Ming, let alone applying for a job at the Third People's Hospital, he wouldn't even dare to say the word "practice medicine".

My family has practiced medicine for generations, and I think his generation is like those martial arts classics, lost in the long river of time, broken and broken, and turned into remnants, so it has changed from magical skills to magical skills. Man becomes victim.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenxin couldn't help feeling sad for Zhao Ming.

A person holding a chicken feather as an arrow is a mentally handicapped child who needs to be cared for normally, and he should not be too fussy.

However, Zhao Ming's worry is one aspect, and whether Chen Daoling has time to take care of it is another aspect.

Just when Chen Daoling was about to educate this ignorant boy, Dr. Ma came out of the operating room and told Chen Daoling that everything was ready.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

The patient's life is the first priority, everything is ready, of course every second must be counted.

He stepped forward, but was stopped by a hand.

"Dean Chen, leave this surgery to me."