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1535 waste

Medical University, in the Anatomy Teaching and Research Department.

Director Guo looked at the general specimens on the table and said angrily: "Why are there so few?"

"Director, this is what I saved by saving money. You promised me a long time to make the new specimen, three years later, three years later! Boss, it's almost ten years! When will I get the master teacher for me?"

Li Zhaosen, a labman who specializes in specimens, said with an impatient look on his face.

Although the director is in charge of the experimenter, making specimens is not something that normal people can do.

Smelling formalin every day, fiddling with various organs on the body of the teacher...

This is a technical job, or a technical job that does not make money but requires extremely high-tech.

As the director, it is nothing to others... In cooperation with the municipal bureau, Li Zhaosen is responsible for the autopsy work.

Li Zhaosen didn't care at all if he wanted to shy face. He was so anxious that there were naturally people from the municipal bureau who talked to him.

Director Guo sighed and said with a sad face: "What are our conditions? Xiao Li, you know that the college's funding is limited, and it is still difficult for teachers to buy. Isn't this just contacting brother colleges? Soon, very soon."

"The doctors from 912 still can't do enough surgery? Why are you staring at our general specimens?" Li Zhaosen was still reluctant to leave the intestinal tissue, and gently stroked it with gloves, reluctant to leave.

"It is said that Boss Zheng, the Nobel Prize candidate, and his assistant, are going to have an autopsy and perform an ESD surgery demonstration, which is just right for the students to let everyone know the latest technology." Director Guo felt very distressed.

It was really shameful to be a director and apologized to the technician.

"They can also dissect it?" Li Zhaosen said contemptuously.

The Director of the country really can't refute this.

The doctor in 912 actually didn’t take long to see a doctor, diagnose and perform surgery every day.

Many professors specialize in a surgery, which sounds very scary, but today, with the gradual refinement of the clinical practice, they are only doing surgery for a certain part.

What are 8,000 cases of thyroid glands, and what are 10,000 cases of breast glands and so on.

The experimenter under his command is obsessed with the production of anatomical specimens and is proficient in all anatomical proficiency. In comparison, Li Zhaosen is indeed qualified to despise the great directors of 912.

After a long time of hard work, Director Guo was satisfied and happy to hold the 30cm teacher's intestines.

912 is not an affiliated hospital of the Medical University, but after a certain marriage, there was a certain connection between the two.

Be kind to each other, 912 regularly sends clinical professors to give lectures, and the Medical University sends some students to 912 for intercessors and internships.

Most of the doctors who can teach are not the top clinical directors and famous professors all over the world.

People are so busy that they don’t have time to teach their children. Moreover, they will not be much different from those with slightly lower-level skills.

Anti-aircraft guns are actually better than using a fly swatter than using a fly swatter.

But this time, the 912 Science and Education Department actually said that Dr. Zheng Ren, the Nobel Prize candidate, was coming to give a lecture. Also attending the lecture were Director Luo of the 912 Department of Gastroenterology, Director Wei of the Department of Gastroenterology, and Doctors from the Laparoscopy Room.

This is a bit big.

Director Guo didn't understand it very well, but he felt that the title of Nobel Prize candidate should be at work.

The two senior directors should have been to the Medical University to support Dr. Zheng Ren.

In any case, I have to do enough preparations on this side. Otherwise, if I look down on the clinical director, it will not affect my career, but I will not be able to do it.

After all, it is easier to see a doctor, and everyone will be happy.

"Xiao Li, don't you go and see?" Director Guo took the general specimen from Li Zhaosen, and then he felt relieved, so he was in the mood to talk.

This matter was specifically explained by Dean Zhang, and there must be no mistakes.

After getting the specimen, he felt a little relaxed.

"Today, Professor Stephen Jones from Mayo's lecture, you wouldn't think I'm going to take a class from a young doctor in 912," said Li Zhaosen.

"I'm not a little doctor, but a Nobel Prize candidate."

"Fake it, don't bully me. The clinical practice is just to join in the fun. What is the Nobel Prize candidate? Nonsense." Li Zhaosen said disdainfully.

The Director of the country had no good idea, and he was even more reluctant to persuade Li Zhaosen, a rebellious wild horse.

Holding the intestines of Dadu, the smell of formalin was faintly emitted, and Director Guo was still very happy.

The sun was shining and I almost hummed a small song.

...

The Second Church is the largest step classroom at the Imperial Capital Medical University, which can accommodate a total of 600 people. The State Director took the dressed large intestinal specimens and walked straight to the Second Church.

In such a large staircase, you can see a yarn when doing an anatomy. You can also see movements in the front row, and you can only see figures in the back row. You can’t see anything in the back. Just gather the number of people and join in the fun.

This is a waste of teacher's intestines, and Director Guo thought so.

It depends on the time, and the class will be started in half an hour. Director Guo is not in a hurry, as there should be no one to go there.

It is said to be an open class, and there is no regulation on which class to teach.

Given the lazyness of the students, as long as they don’t name them, what’s wrong to do, and they have to squeeze into the largest staircase to sleep in the classroom?

Director Guo believes that there should not be many students going there. At best, the student union organizes some people to support them.

It's really a waste of resources, time, and this intestinal specimen of the general teacher.

After walking for a few minutes, Director Guo felt a little strange.

The second sect has a relatively remote position, and generally there will not be many people going there.

But students kept saying hello to me, and it seemed that they were from the Second Education.

Strange, why are there so many people?

Well... the director of the Surgery Teaching and Research Department came with many of his teachers. Director Guo waved and greeted Director Wang of the Surgery Teaching and Research Department.

"Director Wang, why are you going?"

When we meet, it is inevitable to say a few nonsense.

"This is not the 912 Science and Education Department saying that Boss Zheng is here to give a lecture, so I'll take someone to listen." Director Wang was a little anxious and his pace was slightly fast.

Director Guo caught up and asked: "Go and support me, bring so many people, are you going to transfer to 912?"

Obviously, Director Wang was not interested in this slightly overly joke. He glanced straight and said, "The first time I caught a living Boss Zheng, I have to see it."

"It seems that his Nobel Prize program is involved, and it has nothing to do with surgery." Director Guo said.

"You watched the live broadcast in the morning... Yes, you don't have a doctor's certificate and cannot register as a member of Xinglin Garden." Director Wang was anxious to go to the second teaching staff and said casually.

The doctor's certificate is a link in the campus contempt chain and one of the pain feet of the National Director.

"Is there anything good to look at Xinglin Garden?" said the State Director disdainful.
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