"Director, you are here." The 40-year-old man took two steps back awkwardly, almost hitting the wall, and barely stood side by side with Director Kang. He wanted to stand behind, but the conditions did not allow it.

If possible, he didn't even want to say hello to Director Kang. This occasion was too uncomfortable. It was like when he was caught and met the elder sister of the unit, a customer and an operator, who lined up with their own worries. He glanced at each other and looked at each other without a word, and he wanted to snatch the other's eyes in his heart.

Director Kang glanced at the 40-year-old man with a expressionless face and said slowly: "Lao Guan, he is here too."

"I was here to take a look for the surgery this afternoon." Dr. Guan, 40, thought of an excuse in a flash, and felt that he could fool him.

However, a hint of anger flashed across Director Kang's face: "You should have surgery in the afternoon, so you gave it up?"

Dr. Guan was stunned, and then there was a panic.

I was in a state of grievance. In the afternoon, I was scheduled for my surgery, but Dr. Ling wanted the operating room, and the surgical department directly adjusted it. Do you need to pass me? Do you need to pass your Director Kang?

The panic was because Dr. Guan suddenly realized that Director Kang was venting his anger, and that was a sign of starting to hold a grudge against me!

Although Director Kang is also a director, it is fun to see him as a big-faced cat in front of Director Huo, and he doesn't even have a pet face in front of Ling Ran, but it has to be said that the future and bonus of the young doctors below the deputy director of the Department of Cardiology are still in the hands of others.

In less cheesy words, it means that the pants are held in other people's hands, and whether they are exposed or not depends on Director Kang's mood.

We have to make Director Kang feel better!

This thought flashed through Dr. Guan's mind and immediately put away his grievances. He was like a man who had been through nine years of compulsory education, three years of college entrance examinations and five years of medical school, four years of undergraduate and master's degree, regular training and hospitalization, and ten years of attending to the hospital, standing upright with his legs, thinking as much as possible, and blaming without hesitation: "The surgery department is not a human being. On the surface, he told me that the time was not suitable, so he turned his head and gave the operating room to Ling..."

Director Kang refused to listen: "Don't you know how to ask people?"

Dr. Guan said quietly: "I really didn't expect that the surgical department often changes time."

Director Kang snorted, and his anger passed after saying that, he knew that when the young attendees of this hospital met Ling Ran, they would meet Haidongqing. Except for the color of their clothes, they would be the same as when they were crushed to death. Not to mention that there was a surgical department to help, Xiao Guan could not protect his operating room without the help of the surgical department.

"Okay, let's see the operation. Don't just know how to complain, but also learn other people's methods." Director Kang turned his attention to the operating table.

The operating room outside the heart is the best in the operating room on the operating floor. Despite this, so many people standing in, it is still not the place where senior doctors talk about back-priming. Director Kang's emotions vented, his speech became more and more careful.

Dr. Guan was naturally more well-behaved and whispered to Director Kang: "The hospital has too little support for us. Ling Ran, what do you want? Look at the pug they use, all the shiny ones..."

"Say a few less words." Director Kang scolded Dr. Guan, and his expression became a little better.

Although we know it is not true, Director Kang still hopes that someone can say something similar - even if Ling Ran has good skills, his resources are good. If we give us so many resources in cardiac surgery, we might still be bad, but we won’t be bad!

The few people standing nearby really bet on their eyes.

Everyone stood too close, and even if the two of them lowered their voices, they could hear them.

At this time, a dark figure came out from the shadows blocked by the two: "Doctor Yun's support for cardiac surgery is indeed too weak. If it is in our hospital, a doctor like Director Kang will have at least one million yuan in annual funding, hahahaha..."

Director Kang's heart was thrilled when he heard this. He looked over again and saw that he was a white coat in his fifties and sixties, with a familiar face. After looking carefully, he asked hesitantly: "Are you Director Liu of the General Hospital?"

"I know me, it's me, this old man." Director Liu smiled, but his voice was very small, and it was limited to the few people around him who could hear it.

Director Kang became even more alert: "Director Liu, why are you here?"

"Old Huo called me here." Director Liu said.

Huo Congjun himself was an old military doctor. His competition with Director Liu of the Army General Academy is well known, and the latter is also one of the few people who have survived for a long time under his spray gun.

Director Kang frowned with some suspicion.

Director Liu smiled and said, "If Lao Huo doesn't call me, I'm here to see you too."

"oh?"

"I came to see the operation of the top cardiac surgeons in China." Director Liu's voice was not loud, only a few people around could hear it, but his tone was solid.

Director Kang was stunned. Sometimes, he was actually called this - mainly at the table, in dreams, and on the bed of a medical representative - and he was not drinking now, and he was not dreaming, and Director Liu was not a medical representative... Director Kang shivered and pinched himself hard to confirm the first and second point, and then came to the conclusion that the old man in front of him was definitely not himself...

Director Kang's expression turned blank again: "Director Liu saw that the top cardiac surgeon in China operated?"

"I think Lao Huo's judgment is wrong." Director Liu shook his head and his eyes were fixed on Ling Ran.

Director Kang's eyes also turned to Ling Ran, still so handsome... He shook his head hard and frowned: "What do you mean?"

"As far as I see, this is the world's top cardiac surgery operation. Of course, I'm not an outsider, what do Director Kang think?" Director Liu's voice was still small, like a chat, and did not attract much attention.

But the moment his evaluation fell into Director Kang's ears, he felt jealous.

But it wasn't the first day that he was squeezed by Ling Ran. After taking two deep breaths, Director Kang said: "I don't know what the standard of the world's top operations is. If you think so, that's it."

Director Liu smiled and continued to heartache: "Doctor Yun has such a big Buddha, so it's hard to sit in the position of the director of cardiac surgery, right?"

Director Kang frowned, looked at Director Liu, and said in a bad tone: "Why do you have to say that?"

"It's hard to do the department director." Director Liu suddenly sighed: "The doctors below need to practice, train, make money to support their families, compare income, treatment and power with their peers, and leaders above need income, political achievements and academic achievements. There are patients in the middle, afraid that they can't leave when they come, and afraid that they won't leave when they come..."

Director Liu looked at the big screen in the operating room and said, "The department director is not easy to do, but it is comfortable. If you feel comfortable, you will feel comfortable in one word and take over the power..."

Director Kang's brows became tighter and tighter, like a rabbit falling into a rope trap. He wanted to call Director Liu to shut up, but he couldn't shout it out.

Director Liu had already touched Director Kang's ear at this time, like a hunter who likes rabbit girls, whispered: "Ling Ran has achieved this level. Director Kang, your right to speak in Yun Medical is affected. I can't imagine how much impact will it be... I'm not kidding. Director Kang is interested, so you can come to our General Hospital for a look."

Director Kang shook all over and looked at Director Liu.

"If you don't stay here, you will stay at your home. Our hospital has a poor outlook. As we all know, if Director Kang can bring a team here, it will be fine to set up a department alone. Isn't it more comfortable than being in Yun Medical?" Director Liu said this, half-true and half-false: "Let Lao Huo fall aside and add a thousand million yuan in income to the hospital, and everyone will feel comfortable."

Director Kang was a little moved and sneered at him in a flash: "Director Liu doesn't need to say much. Even if I leave, I can't go to the General Hospital. You have too many rules."

"There are many rules and regulations." Director Liu said with a mouth, pointing to Ling Ran: "In our General Hospital, there is no such thing."

"If it's a dragon, you have to keep it?"

"How could it be?" Director Liu suddenly laughed: "If it were in our General Hospital, Ling Ran had already tied the titles of the three directors, so how could he have to grab the territory by himself?"

Director Kang Muran.

"But my invitation is sincere." Director Liu said with sincerity: "National hospitals are not very willing to do anything, but our space is even bigger."

"Let's talk about it." Director Kang leaned his head and said unwillingly: "Why didn't you dig Lingran?"

Director Liu smiled: "Then where can I dig it?"

Director Kang was so angry that he couldn't speak. In the end, he was still a substitute?

"In the future, I may also contact He Yuanzheng and others." Director Liu's voice continued to float, and he said calmly: "Huo Congjun wants to go to the emergency department, how can he not have any cost?"

“The operating table tilts to the right.”

Ling Ran deliberately raised his voice and interrupted Director Kang's thoughts.

Several doctors stopped, and then the nurses shouted twice, and the operating table slowly tilted to the right.

"It's OK." Ling Ran determined the position appropriately and nodded. Lying the operating table to the right helps to reveal the target blood vessels on the side wall. This method is more troublesome than using a traction line, but for now, it is a more appropriate method.

The slowly beating heart trembled slightly, and then, under the tip of Ling Ran's needle, he returned to his as if nothing had happened.

"Mist blower." Ling Ran asked for a carbon dioxide mist blower again and blew the poor blood in the field of surgery.

A very clear and clean art field was fully displayed to everyone by a high-definition camera.

This is a clear and clean technique that Director Kang has never obtained before.

Director Kang's head seemed to be hit hard by someone.
Chapter completed!