Doctor of Healing

Chapter 304 The Promising Old Ruler (Leader Blowfly plus more×4)

Zhao Zhe rushed back to Yuanliao city excitedly.

"Old Zhao, why are you back? Didn't you go to further study? Didn't you want to drive you back?"

Seeing Zhao Zhe come back, a young doctor asked with a joke in surprise.

"Hey." Zhao Zhe's waist was straighter than usual, but he didn't explain, just smiled.

The messy hair was shining, and the whole figure seemed to be ten years younger.

"Huh?" The young doctor found something different, and he teased, "It's different to go to the provincial capital for further study. I said, Lao Zhao, how old are you, and finding someone to marry is a serious matter."

"No hurry, no hurry." Zhao Zhe said, "Where's the director?"

"The office." The young doctor jokingly said, "Old Zhao, the director is very upset about your advanced studies. Don't make trouble. I said I won't let you go. There are few people in the department and there are few people to work. You Let’s talk about you, let’s see how many little shoes the director has to wear for you when you come back.”

"Busy, busy." Zhao Zhe bowed habitually, showing great respect even to a small doctor, and turned to look for the director.

"There seems to be something wrong with Lao Zhao. Could it be that he found a wife in the provincial capital?" The little doctor said to the people around him.

"Hell, he's the only one in the department who can toss about and daydream every day." The other person said contemptuously, "He's engaged in scientific research and thinking about new techniques, and he's got a practice certificate three times. A person like him must be a bamboo It's an empty basket."

"We are ordinary people. When we were young, we felt that we were the most powerful. We must do something earth-shattering. But this is a dream. I woke up in my 20s, and Lao Zhao was still dreaming in his 40s, tsk. "

"That's right, who can fall in love with a girl from the provincial capital? The uncle they say is a man with a successful career, mature and steady. Look at Lao Zhao, except for his age, he doesn't match him at all."

Standing at the door of the director's office, Zhao Zhe straightened his hair to make himself look more energetic.

Zhao Zhe has stopped dreaming for a long time when people are in good spirits on happy occasions, but he always has some thoughts, just like he has been following patients for more than ten years, just for one thought.

I didn't expect that salted fish would also turn over.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Enter."

Zhao Zhe pushed the door open and went in, his straight waist bent down again.

"director."

"Oh? Zhao Zhe, why are you back? Don't you have to go to the Second Affiliated Academy for further studies? Which director's thigh did you hug over there? Director Liu."

Director Zhao Zhe said with a look of disdain.

"Director, I'm back..."

"You said you too. It's not like you don't know how busy your family is. After you are in your 40s, you have to work hard for a few years and earn a few years to retire. If you have to mess around and study, why don't you go to heaven."

Zhao Zhe's tuberculosis won't flare up in front of the superior doctor, because every time it flares up, he will be forced back.

He was holding a piece of A4 paper in his hand and wanted to hand it over with both hands.

"What are you doing back this time? Who introduced you to someone again?" The director glanced at Zhao Zhe, "Zhao Zhe, I'm not talking about you, we are a small place, and the house is not worth much. You have been unreliable for so many years , having sweet dreams every day is almost enough, and you don’t even look at what you are made of.”

"Director, Director, no."

"What's not, isn't yours not mine?" The director asked Zhao Zhe sideways, curling his lips.

"Mine, mine, is it mine?" Zhao Zhe said hastily.

"Tell me, why come back to me." The director asked.

"I'm applying to be transferred from the central hospital." Zhao Zhe bowed his waist and handed the A4 paper in front of the director with both hands.

"What?!" The director of the urology department was taken aback, and he looked at Zhao Zhe in surprise, "Transferred, where are you going?"

"Second Affiliated Courtyard." Zhao Zhe suppressed his joy, and said with low eyebrows.

If he was in his 20s, Zhao Zhe might tell the director domineeringly - I will be a doctor in a higher-level hospital in the future, do you know that!

But already in his forties, Zhao Zhe knew very well that it was difficult to transfer jobs, and anyone who didn't like him was enough to suffer.

If you want to handle the transfer job smoothly, you are daydreaming. It is good to delay this matter for half a year or a year, or you may not be able to jump out for a lifetime.

It will be hard for them to see other people living well, and no one is stingy with the stone that makes people suffer.

So Zhao Zhe tried his best to keep a low profile.

"Second Affiliated Hospital!" The director of the Department of Urology's pupils narrowed, and his light reflex disappeared for a few seconds.

"Can you say that again."

"Director, I want to transfer to the Second Affiliated Hospital."

"Hahaha, are you crazy?" The director of the Department of Urology laughed, "Zhao Zhe, take a good look at yourself by urinating yourself, the Second Affiliated Hospital's own doctor can't stay, so I want you to be the attending doctor of a lower-level hospital ? You can't get promoted in our hospital, why are you still attached to the Second Hospital?"

"..." Zhao Zhe lowered his head, allowing the director of the Department of Urology to humiliate him.

However, the director of the urology department only said a few sarcastic remarks, and stretched out two fingers to pinch the A4 paper.

He glanced at it, and saw that it was clearly written, and he was the first in the row of signatures and seals.

"Zhao Zhe, are you kidding me?" The director of the Department of Urology felt that the matter was not as simple as he thought, so he asked cautiously.

Zhao Zhe briefly talked about the experience of the Second Affiliated Academy, some places were very cryptic, and he only said that he had taken a fancy to his scientific research and agreed to accept it.

A wave of jealousy arose out of thin air, and the eyes of the director of the urology department became colder and colder.

Zhao Zhe!

Corey's most unpromising old attending.

The old attending for a lifetime.

Although everyone admits that his level is good, he is just a wimp who can't beat a fart with three sticks.

A few years ago, Zhao Zhe was sent to the outpatient clinic because of a good operation, and the director of the urology department planned to throw him out of the clinic for the rest of his life.

But he never expected that this guy would be successful in the outpatient clinic, and the outpatient volume of about 30 people a day was abruptly reduced to 120 by him.

Patients from all over the city flocked to the central hospital to look for Zhao Zhe as if in a daze.

The director of the urology department could only call him back and put him in his hand to watch, lest he make waves.

If one doesn't pay attention, what the hell!
Why was he tossing about again!
The director of the Department of Urology put the papers on the table and said coldly, "Zhao Zhe, I can't sign this word."

"..." Zhao Zhe's heart sank, the worst situation still happened.

He bowed his waist and said cautiously, "Director, I'm just a worthless old attending, just treat me as a fart and let me go."

"Release? Are you kidding me? I have to be notified by the HR department before I can sign. If I'm the clinical director, I'm a professional..."

The director of the Department of Urology began to kick the ball, skillfully shifting the responsibility to the personnel department of the institution.

Zhao Zhe's waist bent deeper and deeper, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

(End of this chapter)