I'm a god of medicine

Chapter 92
For four consecutive competitions, the Municipal Hospital has no wins. As the captain, Gao Yong can be called Alexander.Today's hearty victory has finally come, and the excitement in Gao Yong's heart is beyond words.

The same is true for Wu Hongmei.

Although as the chief dean of a tertiary hospital, it seems a bit unprofessional to compete for strengths and weaknesses on the basketball court, but she can't hold back the competitive spirit of a strong woman, and she can't hold her head up at the closing dinner attended by the city leaders for years. Wu Hongmei My heart is always not a taste.

Today ushered in the first victory, and Gao Yong said that as long as the next game can be played normally, then this year's champion will definitely be our municipal hospital, so Wu Hongmei is not to mention how happy she is.

The last laugh is the real laugh. The city leader will take office next year. According to legend, he will be promoted to the provincial office. This basketball game may be the last one. History will be fixed on the municipal hospital winning the championship. The previous consecutive bottom one What is it if you lose a game?

When Yang Xi and Lian Xiangdong appeared in the banquet hall on the third floor of the cafeteria, the smiling President Wu immediately got up to greet them and took the lead in applauding.

Yang Xi immediately changed his humble expression, and made a gesture of sincerity and sincerity.

Behind him, Lian Xiangdong, who was only half a step away, felt Yang Xi's hypocrisy, and a look of contempt appeared on his face.However, it was just a flash of thought, and Lian Xiangdong immediately realized that in front of the leader, no matter how hypocritical it is, it is not a fault, but a necessary professional skill.

So, Lian Xiangdong suddenly showed a more humble expression and a more fearful gesture than Yang Xi.

It's a pity that no one cares about him.

"Come on, Xiao Yang, come and sit here." Dean Wu beckoned kindly and called Yang Xi to his side.

At the main table, Dean Wu was in the center, Gao Yong was on the right, and the seat on the left was always vacant. Obviously, it was reserved for Yang Xi.

As for Lian Xiangdong, I'm sorry, I'm late, so I can only make do with the substitutes' table next door.

What made Lian Xiangdong even more unacceptable was that after the meal was half eaten, Director Ma also showed his golden body, completely ignoring Lian Xiangdong's existence, and went directly to sit with Yang Xi at the main table.

Whether he wins the basketball game or not doesn't matter to Director Ma at all. As a surgeon, how rampant he is in basketball, even if he wins the opponent by [-] points, he doesn't look good on the operating table, and he can't help him either. The mud of the wall.

As early as last week, Gao Yong told Director Ma that the monster who scored 599 points in the test is also a monster on the operating table. Judging from his surgical techniques, he is comparable to a senior attending doctor.

Director Ma naturally didn't want to believe it.

It's only been a year since he entered the clinic, and he's still staying in a town hospital that can't perform more than a hundred knives a year. How good can he practice surgical skills?

Practicing knives with rabbits...Although it is a way, at most, you can practice basic skills on rabbits. On the operating table, the knife has to be cut on people. There is no good teacher to teach it, and there is no one hundred The tempering of surgery, what about surgical skills?How about curing diseases and saving lives?

Unless it's a genius!
It’s not that Director Ma has never seen a genius. His teacher, Jiang Pujun, the previous director of general surgery at the Municipal Hospital, is a genius surgeon. He only needs to read all kinds of operations once to learn them. The professional span has already exceeded general surgery, urology, chest surgery, and even orthopedic surgery can be called proficient.

But how many such geniuses are there?
He, Ma Zongtai, would not be so lucky. In his short life, he unexpectedly met two people in a row.

However, Gao Yong is upright by nature and can't lie. Ma Zongtai had to believe what he said.

Coincidentally, on the weekend, another incident of accepting red envelopes happened.And it was precisely because of this mess that Ma Zongtai had a hard time this morning.

As Gao Yong predicted in advance, the more ruthless Nie Yadi is, the happier he is Ma Zongtai.At that time, seeing Nie Yadi blushing and having a thick neck but helplessly apologizing to Yang Xi and the general surgery department, Ma Zongtai was so excited that he almost wanted to sing out loud.

It's just that Ma Zongtai had no time or opportunity to say to Yang Xi and Gao Yong that he had done a good job because of the full schedule of operations all day long.

Gao Yong, who won for the first time in five years, couldn't hide his excitement. He shared the joy of winning the game with his colleagues in Corey's WeChat group. Ma Zongtai saw it and recalled Gao Yong's frustrations in the past four years. And I still used this incident to tease him from time to time, and I couldn't help feeling a little wronged by Gao Yong, so I took the initiative to call Gao Yong to express my congratulations.

During the phone call, Gao Yong naturally invited Ma Zongtai.

Wu Hongmei can only be a student-level existence in front of Ma Zongtai. Therefore, Ma Zongtai has a little resistance to the dinner with Wu Hongmei.However, his apprentice Gao Yong and his apprentice Yang Xi just gave him a big refreshment this morning. In a mood of gratitude, Ma Zongtai no longer cared about the culture of the dinner, and hurriedly ended the last party, rushing over to congratulate his apprentice and grandson.

In front of Wu Hongmei, it was a pity that she couldn't express the joy of the morning.Fortunately, both Gao Yong and Yang Xi are sensible people, and they made up for this regret just by making eye contact.

"Come on, I'll replace wine with tea, and congratulate you on your first victory." Ma Zongtai, who was originally from Shanghai, never drank alcohol. Even a small glass of beer seemed to kill him.At the dinner, no matter what kind of person the opponent is, Ma Zongtai has always used tea instead of wine. If anyone dares to force him, Ma Zongtai will definitely retaliate and walk away.

At the main table, the three cheerleaders including Wu Hongmei and Liu Yiyi all raised their wine glasses, but Yang Xi, like Ma Zongtai, raised his teacup.

Ma Zongtai frowned and asked, "What? You don't drink?"

Yang Xi replied with a smile: "I used to be able to drink a little, but I quit later."

Ma Zongtai was stunned: "Why did you quit? Wouldn't it be relaxing to drink some wine if you have nothing to do?"

Yang Xi said solemnly: "I heard Dean Lin say, Director Ma, you have never drunk a drop of alcohol, I..." With a few laughs, Yang Xi continued: "I want to be a good doctor like you."

Ma Zongtai was startled again, then laughed, and said, "I don't drink because I get drunk, but I don't object to the surgeon drinking some properly."

Yang Xi shook his head slightly, and said: "Let's forget it. I remember that Director Ma once said that as a surgeon, you must be ready to perform operations on stage at any time. If you drink alcohol, you will not be able to perform operations on stage. Therefore, I must Give up drinking to the end!"

Ma Zongtai was startled again, did the director say this?However, these words sound pleasing to the ear, so let's take it as what the director said!

After having a toast together, Ma Zongtai stood up and said goodbye. Before leaving, he patted Yang Xi on the shoulder and said, "Have a good rest tonight, and come on stage with me tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)