Although I asked Secretary Liu for help this time, the one who really decided to stay or not was Vice President Zhao.

This guy is a slippery guy and looks down on traditional Chinese medicine at all, so he has made things difficult for Sun Youliang from the beginning!

Although I forced him to make a three-round bet in public, he made the decision on his territory after all.

Even if Sun Youliang won all three games and won them cleanly and beautifully, he could find a hundred excuses to give Sun Youliang a small shoe.

For example, Sun Youliang does not have a college diploma or a medical qualification certificate. According to regulations, he cannot sign a formal appointment letter for the time being. He should intern in the hospital first, and then choose the wrong one to dismiss the job after a while.

For example, I signed a formal contract with Sun Youliang, but found that there was no vacancy in the hospital for the time being, so I asked him to wait until the end of the day...

I was originally planning to set up another bureau later to let Vice President Zhao keep his promise, but I didn’t expect that Fat Tan fell from the sky!

Judging from the situation just now, Vice President Zhao was very respectful to Fatty Tan, and it was not an exaggeration to say he was afraid. Maybe some of the handle fell into Fatty Tan's hands.

Fatty Tan fell ill again and wanted to ask Sun Youliang for help.

This way, it will be easy to deal with!

Sure enough, after hearing what I said, Fat Tan wondered: "Why does this brother treat me or not, why does it depend on what Vice President Zhao mean?"

"Didn't you tell you just now? This young man's acupuncture technique is passed down from his family and he does not have a medical qualification certificate, so he can't treat you. After all, illegal medical practice requires jail. But if Vice President Zhao promises him to work in the hospital, he will treat you again. "I explained to Fatty Tan with a smile and explained to Fatty Tan.

"Oh, I understand!" Fatty Tan patted his forehead, turned to yelled at Vice President Zhao, "Old Zhao, such awesome doctors don't accept them. Is your hospital made of gold?"

"This..." President Zhao was directing several nurses who came over hearing the sound and took the old man out for a checkup. When he heard Fatty Tan call himself in public, he pushed his glasses awkwardly and said, "Xiao Sun's medical skills are indeed very clever, but..."

"Stop talking nonsense, just say it's OK?" Fatty Tan said with his eyes.

President Zhao pretended to cough a few times and said, "Xiao Sun's medical skills are very clever, but his treatment methods are too horrible and do not conform to scientific principles at all. This is a hospital, not an acrobatic troupe. If it is spread, it will have a great impact on the reputation of the hospital."

"I will affect your mother." Fatty Tan was a little angry and sweared: "Why is the old saying? No matter how black cats can catch mice, they are good cats. You care how they can treat them. As long as they can be cured, it's okay."

"I don't even want such a great doctor. What else do you want? Do you want a group of flatterers who can only collect red envelopes to cure people?"

"Hurry and let others take their place. If you dare to play a little trick, I'll let you get out of Wuhan!"

"Uh, this..." Dean Zhao was insulted in front of many nurses, and he was really embarrassed. After a long time of silence, he rushed to several professors outside the ward and said, "Well, everyone has seen it. Comrade Xiao Sun's acupuncture magic is indeed extraordinary! It has filled a vacancy in traditional Chinese medicine treatment in our hospital, so I decided to hire Sun."

"Sun Youliang." I added.

"Yes, yes! I wonder if you have any opinions on hiring Comrade Sun Youliang as the attending physician." Vice President Zhao asked.

"No objection!" Professor Fang was the first to stand up and said, "Not only did I have no objection, but I also hope to help Xiao Sun promote it so that all the citizens of Wuhan know that an amazing doctor has come to our hospital!"

It seems that this series of unique acupuncture skills have completely conquered Professor Fang.

With Professor Fang's strong recommendation, who would have foolishly stood up to oppose it? At present, the group unanimously approved it - officially hiring Sun Youliang as the attending physician.

Sun Youliang had just picked up the nine golden needles scattered everywhere and put them in a yellow cloth bag. When he heard the decision, his eyes immediately became wet.

However, his personality was very strong and he didn't want others to see his tears. He quickly turned around and wiped it hard.

But the more he wiped, the more he cried, and a few tears fell on the yellow cloth bag, soaking a lot of big pieces.

Professor Fang couldn't wait to ask Sun Youliang for advice, and Fatty Tan took off his shirt and waited for acupuncture...

There was a whole room full of people, except me, and no one noticed that the yellow cloth bag in his hand had changed.

A few tears that fell on it were spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a gust of spring breeze blowing, making the whole Jiangnan green in just a moment!

The yellow cloth bag turns from old to new, reflecting the sunshine, and the nine golden needles burst out dazzling lights!

In the extremely dazzling light, a bald old man appeared in white clothes.

He was kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and his three long beards were dragged to his knees, but his waist was neither hunched nor bent, as if he was like a god descending to earth.

He was leaning on a crane-headed stick with a red medicine gourd tied to it, and was walking towards me with a smile on his face.

Every time he took a step, his figure became taller, and the golden light scattered around him became brighter. He walked to me, observed me for a few seconds, nodded with satisfaction, and then passed me.

At the same time, the Yongling Ring worn on his hand lit up.
Chapter completed!