Chapter 1220 Eight pennants!

County Second People's Hospital, inside the office of the dean.

Yang Ming went directly to the dean's office since he was sitting on pins and needles in the surgery office, and reported Wei Xiaobao's previous performance in the Chinese medicine department to the dean Zhao Dayong.

"You mean to say, that kid cured his varicose veins for more than ten years in just 10 minutes?"

Zhao Dayong held the pen in his hand, with a slightly serious expression.

When Wei Xiaobao was mentioned earlier, Wei Dayong showed more disdain.

He didn't think that this young young man could make much trouble in the hospital.

However, the situation reported by Yang Ming was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, which smashed Zhao Dayong's head straight!

The more capable a person is, the more he can pose a threat.

As the wily and calculating current director of the County People's Hospital, Zhao Dayong knows better than anyone that this kid may become a future trouble!
"It seems that the person introduced by Mr. Tang is really unusual. Your kid got a turtle in the first battle, and it will be difficult after that."

Although Wei Dayong spoke in a very peaceful tone, his disappointment with Yang Ming could not be concealed in his words.

Yang Ming replied very annoyed: "How do I know this kid is so capable? The driver's patient's varicose veins have not been treated for a year or two. If it is treated by internal medicine or our surgery, it will take ten days at least." Half a month of treatment, and on the premise of using a knife."

"This kid only used a bottle of essential oil and his own hands to heal the patient's condition. It's really scary!"

Yang Ming had always regarded Wei Xiaobao as a worry before, but he never felt how powerful his opponent was!

On that day at Mr. Tang's birthday party, Wei Xiaobao took the initiative to treat patients with asthma attacks. Yang Ming thought that this might be Wei Xiaobao's specialty, or it was a mistake.

But when he witnessed Wei Xiaobao's almost miraculous treatment of a varicose vein patient in a short period of time, Yang Ming changed his view.

He was originally a cowardly person, facing a powerful opponent, he knew that he was not as good as he was.

It is precisely because of this that he turned to Dean Zhao Dayong for help.

In order to get support, Yang Ming did not forget to explain repeatedly: "If this kid has gained a firm foothold in the Immortal Hospital, once his reputation spreads, it will all be due to Old Director Tang and has nothing to do with you."

"You said that the old dean has retired, why do you want to intervene in the affairs of the online hospital?"

Zhao Dayong didn't say anything, and said unhappily: "The details, you know what a fart! During this time, you boy, be honest, don't trouble Wei Xiaobao, you are far from being able to fight him with your ability, if you poke something? Moth, you can't afford this responsibility!"

While speaking, Wei Dayong fell into deep thought.

Mr. Tang Wannian, this is not introducing a doctor to the county hospital, it is simply throwing a hot potato to himself!
This potato is next, but it's hot!

If Yang Ming was Zhao Dayong's right-hand man, this arm would be useless now.

"Anyway, this kid has a one-week internship period. There will be no accidents on the first day, but what about the second and third days? Who can guarantee? We have to wait and see what happens in this matter. You go out first, and let me be alone for a while." quiet."

Zhao Dayong waved his hand, motioning for Yang Ming to leave.

Until he left the dean's office, Yang Ming still didn't break free from the frustration just now.

He felt that he had been lowered recently, bumped into evil spirits, and encountered some unlucky things.

And Wei Xiaobao is like a nightmare that he can't get rid of.

This guy fights against him everywhere, and Yang Ming will lose every time.

This guy didn't think about it at all. If he didn't take the initiative to provoke him, how could he have ended up like this?

……

After bidding farewell to Li Gen, Wei Xiaobao returned to the office.

After the experience just now, Li Mengying's attitude towards him has changed drastically.

"I can't tell, you are really talented at such a young age. I thought you were bragging before, but now it seems that you can really become the hope of our Chinese medicine department. Not bad, good performance!"

Li Mengying patted Wei Xiaobao's shoulder, grinning.

Although it is very leisurely and comfortable in the Chinese medicine department, this kind of errand that does not require work at work cannot be found even with a lantern.

However, Li Mengying is not a salted fish, she also wants to reflect her own value.

Why can I only read magazines and novels in the department while the other nurses are busy every day while working in the hospital?

In terms of emotion and reason, Li Mengying couldn't accept it psychologically.

In order to be able to hug Wei Xiaobao's thigh, Li Mengying unexpectedly poured him a cup of tea for the first time.

"This tea is treasured by the old director Li Qiuping. I stole it. Don't tell him!"

Li Mengying stuck out her tongue in surprise and said with a smile.

Wei Xiaobao took a sip of the tea: "Not to mention, director Li Qiuping's taste is really good, this tea is full of fragrance, and it lingers on the lips and teeth!"

He put down his teacup, and warned earnestly: "As long as I am in the Chinese medicine department, and you will be too busy in the future, don't complain at that time."

As the most neglected department of the County People's Hospital, it has undergone tremendous changes because of Wei Xiaobao's arrival.

……

After noon, in the afternoon.

Wei Xiaobao and Li Mengying are sorting out the relevant materials of the Chinese medicine department.

Since Director Li Qiuping seldom asks about the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Wei Xiaobao now takes over the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so he has to sort out a lot of relevant information and patients' medical records.

Crackling! ! !

Then at this moment, crackling firecrackers came from the gate of the hospital!

Li Mengying hurried to the window to check the situation outside.

She said without turning her head: "My God! This battle is too big, what's going on?"

Wei Xiaobao put down the documents in his hand and walked to the window.

He saw a black Bentley parked in front of the hospital, followed by a van.

The people on the truck are setting off firecrackers.

And after the firecrackers were set off, those eight guys in suits, holding a pennant in each hand, jumped off the truck!

From the leading Bentley, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes and sunglasses got off.

This man was about 35 years old. After the eight men in suits got out of the car, they immediately showed the pennants in their hands!
The characters on the pennant were not big, and Li Mengying couldn't clearly see which doctor's name was written on it.

But she could see clearly the big characters on the pennant.

"The miraculous doctor appears, and the hand rejuvenates."

"Hanging the pot to help the world, benevolence and benevolence."

Li Mengying said with a smile: "What kind of words are there, they are vulgar enough, but this battle is okay, it really saves face!"

Wei Xiaobao's eyesight was strengthened by the mysterious Danzhu, so he could clearly see the inscriptions on these pennants.

All these pennants were actually sent to the department of traditional Chinese medicine, and all of them were marked with my name!

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the middle-aged man in sunglasses and a neat suit led eight subordinates holding pennants, and went straight to the Chinese medicine department on the second floor of the county hospital!

The medical staff of the hospital were quite surprised. After all, the inscription was written in gold letters of 'Wei Xiaobao's genius doctor of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine'!

Doctors treat patients and save lives, and patients give silk banners to thank them. This kind of thing happens occasionally in the county people's hospital.

But the one who sent eight pennants at one time was unprecedented, and there will be no one since!
The medical staff not only guessed, but what is the origin of this middle-aged man in a neat suit?
(End of this chapter)

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