"Brother Yun, here we come." Mr. Wang from general surgery stood up and said hello.

"Huh? Why did you run out?" Su Yun glanced at him. Zhao Yunlong was sitting in the main seat. Next to him was the President Li Xiaochen who had just talked to Zheng Ren. There was also a chair on the other side, which seemed to be a place for him.

There are also several doctors here, all of whom are the Mesozoic generations in the hospital.

"It's always human rights to be hospitalized. Is it good to have a day off in a month?" Mr. Wang smiled and took Su Yun's coat and hung it in the wardrobe, not thinking that he was like a follower.

Su Yun was not polite and sat down next to Zhao Yunlong casually.

"Director Li, this is what we just mentioned Su Yun and Brother Yun." Mr. Wang introduced.

"Mr. Su, I'm lucky to meet you for the second time." Li Xiaochen stood up, bowed his waist, and reached out his hand.

Su Yun didn't even stand, but just stretched out his hand casually, touched it with a flash of water, and the black hair was floating on his forehead.

Li Xiaochen seemed to have not felt a trace of embarrassment. He drowned Su Yun's coldness after a few jokes. He did not talk about serious matters straightforwardly, but instead exchanged cups and the atmosphere became warm during the meal.

After chatting for a few words, Su Yun figured out the situation.

Mr. Wang is named Wang Lu, a very simple name. He graduated from a doctorate next year and there is little chance of staying in the hospital. Li Xiaochen happened to poach people. The two hit it off and signed an intentional agreement. After graduation, Mr. Wang Lu went to the Straits Hospital to be the responsible attending doctor in the general surgery department.

Looking for a job is a happy event, so when Li Xiaochen proposed tonight, Wang Lu found several people he knew to accompany him.

During the meal, when talking about the recent gossip of the hospital, we must mention Zheng Ren and Su Yun. Li Xiaochen deliberately or unintentionally led the rhythm and brought a few words, and Zhao Yunlong called Su Yun over.

Zheng Ren is not easy to socialize, but he is not bad, so no one complains about him.

After three rounds of wine, several bottles of Feitian Moutai were seen. Li Xiaochen then stood up, raised his glass, looked at Su Yun with a smile, and said, "Mr. Su, I am older than you, but you are a legendary figure. I also call you Brother Yun, okay."

Su Yun knew that the opera meat was coming, and nodded and smiled.

"Brother Yun, I'll give you a cup first."

Li Xiaochen used a large cup of half a pound, and the clear and stern Moutai exuded a strong aroma of wine in the cup.

As a turtle, Li Xiaochen does not like Maotai, but prefers wine or whiskey. However, he follows the local customs and basically follows the target customers' drinks.

"You're welcome." Su Yun still didn't stand up. He picked up a big cup like Li Xiaochen casually, filled it with wine, raised his hand and raised it. Without waiting for Li Xiaochen to say anything, he poured it down in one gulp.

"Good alcohol!" Li Xiaochen praised, and then dried the wine in one sip. "Brother Yun, I'm not going to say anything."

"If you don't talk, don't talk. Eat food." Su Yun was not just sarcastic in front of Zheng Ren. He had such a temper. It's better to be arrogant. In short... most people hate his temper.

Of course, the girls are excluded.

"Director Li, don't pay attention to him, he has such a temper." Zhao Yunlong drank and rescued, "You said yours."

Li Xiaochen smiled unchanged and continued to say as Zhao Yunlong's words, "Brother Yun, do you mean to leave Haicheng First Hospital? You offer a price. As long as I'm within my authority, if I frown, I will do all the wine at this table today."

"Don't take this effort." Su Yun blew a breath, his black hair floating on his forehead, "I just asked Boss Zheng, and he said he hadn't thought about it yet."

"Then you can come first." Li Xiaochen did not give up and continued to persuade him.

After leaving Zheng Ren's room, Li Xiaochen did a lot of work to get to know the pair of Zheng Ren and Su Yun.

The more he understood, the more surprised he became.

Zheng Ren's resume is very simple and has no highlights before, as if it popped out of a crack in the stone.

But his assistant, Su Yun, had a resume that blinded Li Xiaochen's eyes.

Seeing so many projects that can be added, Li Xiaochen deeply regretted that he was still impulsive. After planning, he would not only offer Zheng Ren an annual salary of 1.5 million yuan after tax.

Not to mention the wizard Zheng Ren, even his assistant is so awesome. At least 2 million after value-tax, isn’t it a joke to give the wizard a little money?

During the meal, I learned about Zheng Renpu's surgical level through Wang Lu and I have been saved in the past few days.

It is a bit reluctant to say that saving Taiwan is a bit of a problem, but he can do it better.

Zheng Ren's value soared in Li Xiaochen's heart. Moreover, Li Xiaochen thought that Zheng Ren could not dig, so he started with his assistant.

Li Xiaochen had premeditated what Su Yun said.

"I want to dig me." Su Yun smiled, very happy. As his smile rose, all the colors in the hotel room turned black and white. Behind were two charming girl waiters, who turned into backgrounds at this moment, like lifeless puppets.

Li Xiaochen was stunned for a moment. This is a master who can really make a living by virtue of his face. Being a star will definitely sweep away in a short time.

"Director Li, do you know what project I am working on recently?" Su Yun then smiled and asked.

"I've inquired about the differential diagnosis and precise interventional treatment of small liver cancer nodules." Li Xiaochen is very knowledgeable, "I should have seen it in "The Lancet" within a few months."

Zhao Yunlong's hand like a palm-leaf fan suddenly slapped Su Yun's back, "You can do it, are you going to make a paper again, or "The Lancet"?"

Su Yun shook his head and said, "That was a few days ago. I wanted to publish "The Lancet" because I was familiar with a certain judge and I was too lazy to bother with it."

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Everyone was shocked.

Why do you hear what Su Yun meant? The article was posted on "The Lancet". It was not a big deal, but a gift to "The Lancet"?

This... this guy is so narcissistic.

Su Yun lowered his head slightly, without looking at everyone's expressions, and continued to say slowly: "Director Li, I believe that the Strait Hospital has its own charter, such as how many points can you add to publish a paper in the Lancet magazine? How many points can you add to proficient in pancreatic duodenectomy?"

"Brother Yun is a sensible person." Li Xiaochen said.

"I have a paper on the treatment of interventional embolism in prostate, and I will send it out when I return to Haicheng."

"Is it still "The Lancet"?" Zhao Yunlong's eyes turned red. I don't know if it was because he drank too much or was envious.

"The Lancet? What the hell is that?" Su Yun despised. "Last year, in the comprehensive medical journal, the one with the highest impact factor seemed to be the Lancet."

"It's the New England Journal of Medicine, with an impact factor of 72.4." Li Xiaochen memorized these things.

"Director Li, I gradually feel good about you." Su Yun smiled and said, "I have contacted the New England Journal of Medicine. The thesis is theoretically fine."
Chapter completed!