Shenhao: Get Rid of 101 Girlfriend

　　 However, the facts slapped him, Zhou Lao is the best example.

　　 Since his first illness, although the frequency of fainting has gradually increased, it is extremely regular. Based on the current situation, he faints once in about two days. There has never been an accident.

　　 Since Zhang Fan came, three days have passed, but Zhou Lao is in a surprisingly good state. Not only did he not faint, but from the outside, it was completely invisible that he was a seriously ill person.

Is 　　 a coincidence, or is it really a miraculous effect?

　　 He had to take this issue seriously.

　　 The next day, Zhou Xian's inspection came out. Luo Yuquan checked the relevant results for the first time, and his mouth opened wide in shock.

　　 "How is it, Doctor Zhou? How is my father's condition?" Zhou Zihan asked.

　　Madu First Central Hospital, in the office of Luo Yuquan, director of the Department of Neurology, Zhou Zihan sat with Zhou Xian in a chair, while Luo Yuquan stared at the examination results in a daze, as if he was stunned.

　　 "Doctor Luo..." Zhou Zihan couldn't help but reminded.

Luo Yuquan came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and slowly said, “From the test results, Zhou Lao’s condition has shown signs of improvement, and the area of ​​brain necrosis has shrunk a bit, although it is not very obvious. But it is a good start. If we can continue to maintain this good situation, we may be able to heal without surgery in the end."

　　 "Really?" Zhou Zihan said in surprise, "That's great! Thank you, Doctor Luo!"

Luo Yuquan said calmly: "No thanks! Actually, I didn't help much. The situation of Zhou Lao has nothing to do with me... However, the inspection has to continue. It is recommended to re-inspect again next week in order to deal with Zhou Lao's. Real-time understanding of the condition!"

　　 "Okay! Thank you anyway!" Zhou Zihan said.

　　 After the two left, Luo Yuquan looked at the information in his hand and fell into deep thought again.

　　 "Zhang Fan? Massage? Is it really because of him?"

　　 If there is a coincidence, it would be too coincidental. As soon as Zhang Fan came to get a massage, there was an improvement here. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

　　 He has always been concerned about Zhou Lao's situation, and he naturally knew that his condition continued to deteriorate. Now, instead of continuing to deteriorate, there are signs of improvement. All kinds of evidence show that this matter is inseparable from Zhang Fan.

　　 "Zhang Fan...wait, Zhang Fan?" He suddenly thought of something, and quickly opened the drawer and rummaged in it. After a while, he found an old newspaper.

This is a local newspaper in Magic City. The circulation is not high. Most of the advertisements on it are advertisements. There is not much useful information. In the corner of the newspaper, there is a piece of information about a brain surgery. And the person who performed this operation was a person named Zhang Fan.

　　 This message is unclear, and many places are very vague. The patient's name, condition, and the detailed procedure of the operation have been vaguely processed. The only name that appeared was Zhang Fan, and it was taken in one stroke.

　　 At first glance, I thought it was another exaggerated small advertisement.

　　 If an ordinary person sees this information, they will forget it in a blink of an eye, and will not take it to heart, because if it is a major operation, even if it is to be published, it will be published in some authoritative newspapers. It is absolutely impossible to deal with it like this hastily.

　　 So, 80% of this news is false.

　　 But Luo Yuquan knew that the news was true. As for why it didn't spread, it is said that the person who underwent the operation was a big man, and the news was suppressed. .

365.Chapter 365

　　 The reason why he is so sure is because this happened at the Magic City First Central Hospital, but at that time he happened to go abroad for academic exchanges and missed this feast in the history of medicine.

　　 Because of this incident, he was upset for a long time and tried every possible means to find out who performed the operation. In the end, he got nothing but this newspaper.

　　 only knows that the other party is called Zhang Fan, and he is very young. As for other information, there is no way to know.

　　 Time passed so long, he had already given up, and he almost forgot about it. As a result, he felt that Zhang Fan's name was a bit familiar, and there was a flash of light in his mind, and he thought of it.

　　 If this Zhang Fan is the Zhang Fan in the report...

　　 He immediately became excited.

　　 The operation that even he could do nothing to do was solved by a layman. He really wanted to see-this man's true face.

　　 With a goal, it was naturally easier to find out. He immediately called Zhou Zihan and soon learned about Zhang Fan.

　　 On this day, because there was no class in the morning, Zhang Fan planned to sleep a little longer. As a result, someone came to the door of the dormitory early in the morning and said that he wanted to see him.

　　The person here is Luo Yuquan. After knowing Zhang Fan's information, he didn't sleep all night, and rushed over as soon as daybreak.

　　 "Huh? Doctor Luo?" Zhang Fan was a little surprised when he saw the person coming. There was no contact between the two. The other party suddenly came to the door, making him a little confused.

　　 "Is it convenient now?" Luo Yuquan leaned forward and asked with a look of embarrassment. It was a bit rude to come here early in the morning to wake up others.

"and many more!"

　　 Zhang Fan got up from the bed, washed up in a hurry, and brought Zhou Yuquan to the school’s restaurant, bought some breakfast, and sat down in a spot.

"Dr. Luo came here in person. I don’t know what's going on with me? Huh? Did Dr. Luo sleep well last night?" Zhang Fan asked while eating breakfast. Only then did he discover that the other person’s eyes were bloodshot and his face was bloodshot. Haggard, it looks like lack of sleep.

　　 "Huh? I didn't sleep well." Luo Yuquan glanced around, "Say right here?"

　　 "What can't it?" Zhang Fan is a little strange, is it because the other party wants to tell him some secret, he has to find a quiet environment?

　　 "Yes! Of course you can!" Luo Yuquan said quickly, staring at him with fiery eyes, and asked excitedly, "Are you Zhang Fan?"

　　 Zhang Fan has a black line and grows so big. He hasn't encountered any more stupid problems than this. He is not Zhang Fan, is it Li Si?

　　 And with this appearance, he was obviously too enthusiastic, and he had to be wary of whether the other party had any bad intentions.

"Excuse me!" Luo Yuquan realized that he had not made it clear, he quickly took out a newspaper from his arms and handed it to him, pointed to one of the corners, and asked, "I want to ask, are you the one in the report? Zhang Fan?"

　　 Even though he was basically sure that they were the same person before coming over, he still wanted to check again.

　　 Zhang Fan took a look and finally knew why the other party was here. He raised his head and said with a calm expression: "No!"

　　 Luo Yuquan was stunned.

　　 "No? How is it possible? I have already inquired clearly, you must be right, it can't be someone else!" He hurriedly said.

　　 Zhang Fan curled his lips and said speechlessly: "You have all inquired clearly, and you came to ask me why?"

Today, I was able to sleep late, but I was ruined by this guy. I thought he had something important, but it was just for this little thing. If it weren’t for the other person’s getting older, he would have a way of hitting people. impulse.

·····Seeking flowers··0

　　 Luo Yuquan not only didn't have the slightest anger, but excitedly said: "It's really you!"

　　 Zhang Fan interrupted him: "Don't be eager to be happy, can you tell me what is going on when I come here early in the morning?"

　　 Luo Yuquan slowly calmed down, stared at him for a moment, and asked expectantly: "Are you interested in working in the medical industry?"

　　 The other party can reach the current level of medical skills, he must be passionate about this industry, but he unexpectedly did not choose a medical major, there must be some difficulties, so he plans to start from this aspect.

......

　　 "No!" Zhang Fan said bluntly.

　　 Luo Yuquan: "……"

　　He has no expression on his face, but he yells frantically in his heart, why don’t you play the cards according to the routine!

　　 The two looked at each other. After a moment of silence, Luo Yuquan said with difficulty: "You have such excellent medical skills, but you don't want to engage in this industry. Isn't it too wasteful?"

　　 "I am better in other areas!" Zhang Fan said without humility.

　　 Luo Yuquan: "……"

　　 Can’t talk anymore this day? Does anyone praise themselves so much?

He decided to change another way: "The medical industry is a very professional field. Without relevant education, it is difficult to be accepted by peers. If you want to work in this industry in the future, I can be your guide. People. In addition, I’m still a professor at the Magic City Medical College. I have a few places for postgraduates under my hand. If you want, I can give you one! If you’re not humble, I’m still a little bit thin in the circle. , If you follow me, no one in the industry will embarrass you in the future!"

　　 Zhang Fan can be understood, the other party said a lot, to sum up in one sentence: I want to accept you as a disciple! force.

Mime private 366

The reason why Luo Yuquan is so urgent is because it is difficult to find talents. He has been in this industry for many years and has been standing at the top of the pyramid. He has everything he should have. He has long lost the desire to pursue these things. The only thing I am passionate about is the issue of inheritance.

　　He also has his own ambitions. Who doesn't want to be in the industry forever? However, it is difficult to do it with the power of one person. Confucius is called a saint, but if there are not three thousand disciples and 72 sages among them, no one will remember him. The two are complementary. , Kong Shengren made his disciples, and those disciples in turn made him.

　　 He has no shortage of 727 money. If he needs it, as long as he speaks, a large group of people will desperately send money into his pocket immediately. What he really needs is fame, a fame that can be passed on. In the past few years, he has been thinking about this problem, not seeking to reach the level of the sage of Kong, at least letting future generations know him.

　　 But looking at the entire industry, there is no one who can make him shine. People with old qualifications don't need to mention something, and those with new qualifications don't like him. It was not until Zhang Fan appeared that he finally saw hope.

He checked the report about the operation and said unceremoniously that if the publicity is in place, it will definitely become a major breakthrough in the history of medicine and a global sensation. Unfortunately, he was suppressed by the person involved and even those who knew about it. Very few.

　　 But from another point of view, Zhang Fan really doesn't value fame and fortune. Otherwise, as long as he makes good use of this matter, he will be able to achieve both fame and fortune immediately, without worrying about most of his life.

　　 This is also a point that he values. Only by focusing on academic research and not being tempted by foreign objects can he reach a height beyond ordinary people.

　　 "What do you think?" After talking about the thoughts in his heart, he looked at Zhang Fan with scorching eyes.

"Not very good." Zhang Fan said casually. If he wants to accept him as a disciple, it depends on whether he has this ability. The other party's medical skills are indeed good, but they are far from reaching his requirements. Say a blunt word and let the other party worship. He is pretty much a teacher, and he wants to be his master because he is full of food and support.

"You don't want to?" Luo Yuquan was anxious. "I admit that you have good medical skills, but you are not from a professional class. Your future development will be very limited. Moreover, this business also needs to support each other in groups. The hard journey..."

Zhang Fan waved his hand and reminded: "I have made it very clear just now. You still haven't understood what I mean. I am not interested in this industry, and I will not engage in this industry in the future, so there is no need to waste time with me. It doesn’t matter whether it’s warm or alone, it has nothing to do with me."

　　 He felt that when he said this, the other party should be able to understand what he meant.

　　 Luo Yuquan was stunned for a moment: "You really don't think about it?"

　　 "Don't think about it, I have considered it very clearly." Zhang Fan said.

　　 Luo Yuquan frowned, a little unwilling to say: "Your talent is really good. If you can't show it, it will definitely be a major loss for the industry..."

　　 Zhang Fan interrupted him: "What does it have to do with me?"

　　 Luo Yuquan was speechless for a while, and sighed: "Everyone has aspirations, I know I can't force you, but I still want to say, I hope you can think about it, if you figure it out, you can come to me anytime!"

　　 He took a fancy to Zhang Fan's character that was not tempted by fame and wealth, but because of this, he returned without success this time. With his current fame, as long as he speaks, how many people try to hug his thighs, but this Fan is not moved at all. He doesn't know whether he should be happy or lost...

　　 However, he is not a person who gives up lightly. Sooner or later there will be a way to get him to agree.

　　 Just as he got up and was about to leave, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered something and asked, "How is the situation with Elder Zhou?"

Hearing his question, Luo Yuquan sat back quickly and said with excitement: "Old Zhou's condition has begun to improve. It depends on your massage technique. I have been in the doctor for many years and have never seen such a miracle. What is the principle of the massage technique?"

　　 Zhang Fan secretly said in his heart, I also want to know what the principle is, but he said: "This...sorry, it is really inconvenient to disclose, the family strictly stipulates that the things passed down by the ancestors cannot be passed on!"

　　 Luo Yuquan was startled, and immediately said: "Understand! Understand!"

　　 He knows that some families do retain some traditional things, and these things have never been passed down. Zhang Fan’s massage techniques belong to this category.

Thinking of this, his eyes are a little hot. This kind of thing that can be passed down from generation to generation is by no means ordinary, and he has actually seen the magical effect of this massage technique. If this kind of thing can spread... he Just think about it, you can't help but get excited.

　　 But I can only think about it. If it could be spread out, this technique would have spread all over the streets.

Zhang Fan looked at his expression and guessed what he was thinking. This kind of thing is indeed coveted. If it can be taught to others, he would not mind it. It is a good thing for the country and the people. He didn't understand it himself, so he even taught others.

　　 "It's a pity!" He felt a little regretful. .

Chapter 367:

　　 After Luo Yuquan left with a disappointed look on his face, Zhang Fan took a time to visit Zhou's house. He had promised Zhou Lao before. This was the second time.

　　 Judging from the news from Luo Yuquan, the effect of the "Medical Master" was much better than he expected. Originally, he just wanted to stabilize his condition first, but he didn't expect to use it only once and he would start to get better.

　　 When he arrived at Zhou's house, the person who opened the door for him was Zhou Zihan.

　　 Zhou Zihan poked out his head and looked out the door: "Where is Sister Xin Wei? Didn't she come with you?"

　　 "She has something to do, so I will come here by myself." Zhang Fan said casually.

　　 "Oh!" Zhou Zihan nodded and took his arm, "Come in! My dad has been waiting for you!"

　　 Zhang Fan frowned, but did not pull his arm back in the end, letting her pull in and walk in.

　　 "I'm going to trouble you again!" The old man sat in the living room and nodded at him.

　　 "There is no trouble, just a trip, Zhou Lao speaks righteously and has done a lot for the people. I can do 14 little things for you as much as I can, and it should be." Zhang Fan said.

　　 Hearing what he said, the old man sighed: "I've been scolding all my life, and I only found out today. It's all worth it!"

　　 Zhang Fan came behind the old man, let him lean on the hair, put the tips of his fingers on the temples, and gently rubbed them.

　　 "You are too modest! You are not cursing the street, but standing up to speak for ordinary people. In modern society, people like you are the most needed." Zhang Fan said while pressing.

　　 "Don't hold me too high, I just say a few words, but you are really saving people, I can't beat you!" The old man sighed.

　　 "You are wrong. I saved only one person, but you saved a generation!" Zhang Fan said.

　　 When the old man heard this, he looked relieved and said: "The young man is quite good at talking!"

　　 Zhou Zihan on the side can't stand it anymore: "Okay, how come you suddenly started talking about business? Isn't it embarrassing?"

　　 "You little girl!" The old man laughed loudly.