The Godfather of Surgery

Professor Zhang has nothing to do, just watch the excitement.

If the suit is too small, get a bigger one, or put away the belly. People think we are short of fabrics.

Professor Zhang tugged at the hem of Fat Boy's suit.

Director Bai reprimanded: Hurry up and change, and change now, there is no big one, if it's too late, I have a few sets, go and get one for you.

You can't lose your identity as a group for a set of clothes, Director Bai is serious.

Professor Zhang wandered around and saw the guest water sign in the front row with his name on it. He beckoned, Xiao Zhang, come here!

Zhang Lin was busy, and ran over to him: Elder Zhang!

Remove this and replace it with another. Professor Zhang picked up the water sign and handed it to him.

Zhang Lin scratched his head: I can't withdraw. These were arranged by Director Tan and reviewed by Director Han.

Professor Zhang was unhappy: No matter how you do things, you always have no courage. Even eating a chicken will make you shrink your head. If you ask you to withdraw a water card, it will also be sloppy.

There are so many foreigners watching, I am an old man in his 80s sitting here. If he didn't know, he would have thought that Sanbo couldn't attract talents. If so, let him find me! Professor Zhang was decisive.

Zhang Lin had no choice but to withdraw temporarily and report to Director Tan later.

Director Tan is hanging the bronze medal in the Orthopedic Research Institute. He will hang it today and unveil it tomorrow.

Song Zimo came over while on the phone, Zhang Lin asked, Didn't you pick up Fumiya Takahashi? Director Tian didn't find you just now?

No, he declined our arrangement and settled the accommodation on his own. Song Zimo could speak Japanese, so he was arranged to pick up Fumiya Takahashi.

What kind of thing, you still despise us. Zhang Lin scolded.

When Fumiya Takahashi arrived, the news was spread, and many doctors were very excited.

The international nature of this meeting was confirmed, and the Daniel Takahashi Fumiya from the University Hospital of Tokyo really arrived.

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The weather is good, Nandu Airport.

This is the second time for Takahashi to come to China. He is a little reluctant, but Mr. Fujiwara's appointment, he can't refuse, he can only obey.

As soon as he got off the plane, he put on a Kowa mask, frowned and said, Miss Miyuki better wear a mask too.

Fujiwara Miyuki was a little dissatisfied: Is it necessary?

Of course it is necessary! You are in China for the first time, and you don't know much about it. Here, the smog often covers the whole city, increasing the incidence of lung cancer exponentially. Every time I come, there will be obvious respiratory irritation. symptom.

Takahashi also coughed a few times, showing that the symptoms came so quickly, and he was not lying.

You seem to be in China for the second time, right? Fujiwara Miyuki felt that Takahashi's use of the word every time was a bit exaggerated.

Takahashi sensed Fujiwara Miyuki's dissatisfaction and shut up knowingly so as not to upset her.

The two of them brought their assistants, a group of four, and boarded the plane from Narita International Airport, Japan Airlines JL087, flew for five hours and twenty-five minutes, and now landed at Nandu Airport.

The tall Fujiwara Miyuki is like a star, holding her coat in her hands, walking through the airport lobby, attracting countless eyes, coveted by men, and envied by women.

In fact, she is a star, with a height of 1.78 meters and a beautiful face. She used to be star-studded on the T stage, the champion of Victoria's Secret Show, and has a high degree of education. The goddess in the minds of many Japanese men.

Fumiya Takahashi and Jiro Sasaki are her fanatical suitors. In Japan's upper class society, countless men, old and young, are coveted.

Helpless, the Fujiwara family is a prominent family in Japan, with strong strength.

Therefore, for these men, Fujiwara Miyuki could only watch from a distance, and did not even dare to have the thought of reaching out.

And Takahashi looks wretched, walking with Fujiwara Miyuki, it is very easy for people to have the idea of ​​​​gang beat him.

When they came out of Terminal 1, Miss Yoko, who greeted them, was already waiting at the exit, holding a Japanese sign in her hand.

Welcome Miss Fujiwara, Mr. Takahashi!

Fujiwara Miyuki and Takahashi saw the Japanese welcome sign at a glance.

Is it Manager Yoko Inoue? Takahashi asked.

Welcome Miss Fujiwara, Mr. Takahashi!

Yoko bowed, and the etiquette of meeting was Japanese. Fujiwara and Takahashi bowed back. Under the guidance of Yoko, they walked for a few minutes to the P1 parking lot.

A Toyota Alpha was waiting for a long time, the driver wearing white gloves, gently opened the door, Yoko said guiltily, Miss Fujiwara and Mr. Takahashi have worked hard, please get in the car!

Fujiwara Miyuki gracefully boarded the Alpha, she and her assistant sat in the front row, while Takahashi and his assistant sat in the second row.

Whether it is the principle of women's priority, or the identity of the Fujiwara family, this arrangement is necessary.

The driver drives smoothly, the brakes don't nod, the start doesn't push back, and the destination is The Prince Akatoki, a Japanese upscale hotel in G City.

The Prince Akatoki, an upscale hotel chain under the Prince Hotel in Japan, and the shareholders behind the Prince Hotel are the Fujiwara family.

A hotel, in the strong consortium business, is not even a hair.

But in G city in China, there is only one hotel that can be used for one's own stay. Yoko Inoue, the executive director of the hotel, decided to pick up the airport in person when he received a notice from the Japanese headquarters.

Miss Miyuki, this is your first time in China. Earth-shaking changes have taken place here. There are high-speed trains extending in all directions, wide expressways, lively business districts, and dense factories— Yoko felt that calling her Miss Miyue would be better than calling her directly. Fujiwara's surname is even more respectful.

You didn't see that they also had places called urban villages, hidden behind high-rise buildings, overflowing with sewage, overcrowded, fat rats swaggering through the city during the day, and they would build so-called landscape walls along the road to block the dilapidated places behind them. , so as not to damage the image from entering the field of vision of tourists. Takahashi was silent for a long time, and couldn't help but speak again.

I think the flaws do not hide the flaws. Even in the United States, which people all over the world yearn for, there are drugs and guns, slums, and robbery in the subway. The same is true for Japan. Even in a golden world like Ginza, there are unseen filth behind it. And helpless. Fujiwara Miyuki was very impatient with Takahashi's prejudice.

Meixue has been fond of Chinese culture since she was a child. She can speak Chinese, can recite Tang poetry, and has read four famous novels. Her favorite Japanese city is Kyoto, because it retains the ancient architecture of Tang Dynasty style.

When Miyuki came to China for the first time, she looked out of the car window with novelty, and kept tsk tsk in amazement.

The magnificent airport, the brand-new highway, and the many factories.

This great nation is reviving, and no one can stop her firm footsteps.

Takahashi, too prejudiced!

Every country has its shortcomings, especially fast-developing countries. I don't think this means anything. They are changing, and they are changing every day. It's great. Miyuki was like a child and couldn't contain her excitement.

Vibrant and thick, this is the China she dreamed of.

She often dreamed that she was in the classical Tang Dynasty, wearing a beautiful Tang suit, walking across the bridge in the sound of the music, bowing her head shyly.

Look, it's a pure electric bus!

Miyuki has seen pure electric buses from China in Japan without any exhaust emissions.

The high-speed rail is passing through the viaduct at high speed.

Shinkansen? Miyuki almost screamed.

China's high-speed rail is better than the Shinkansen.

With a land area of ​​9.6 million square kilometers, what is the concept of high-speed rail extending in all directions, Miyuki closed her eyes and imagined.

I'm going to stay here a little longer, I'm going to take the high-speed train and walk around.

Yoko is willing to be a guide for Miss Miyuki.

No fuss, just imitating our Japanese.

Takahashi was very disgusted with Fujiwara Miyuki's performance. If others were like this, he would not care, but as the young lady of the Fujiwara family, he was obsessed with China.

Counterfeit? Which chaser didn't start with copying, Japan didn't start with Europe, America didn't start with Europe? Is the car original in Japan? Original in America?

Miyuki disagreed with Takahashi and hated his arrogance.

I hate that he always looks at his dream land with a disdainful look.

It's full of industrial areas, and all kinds of products are constantly coming off the assembly line and being shipped all over the world.

Yoko introduced to Miss Miyuki that she has been in China for five years and is very familiar with this place.

Most of these factories are low-tech processing factories. The workers work overtime and get a meager salary. Do you know why the replantation of severed fingers in China is developed? Because of overtime, overwork, and unprotected production, there are daily The broken fingers of the machine, a large number of cases have spawned a group of doctors with excellent microsurgery skills.

Takahashi felt resentful in his heart, and it was his responsibility to let Miss Miyuki get lost.

Although Miyuki is the young lady of the Fujiwara family and the younger sister of her own teacher, Masao Fujiwara, she is also a colleague with Takahashi, so Takahashi speaks boldly, not as thoughtful and eloquent as Yoko.

They sent Yutu to the moon, built the Beidou satellite navigation system, and ambitiously planned to build a space station. They will become the second country to land on the moon. They have completed an unimaginable turn in decades. It’s so unbearable here, Mr. Takahashi, please restrain your narrow-mindedness, the lion will not turn into a cat just because you say he is a cat!” Although Miss Fujiwara was very dissatisfied, she still maintained basic courtesy and tried her best to use debate resolve differences.

Okay! Takahashi expressed his surrender, sitting in the back, not daring to speak, and then constantly cocking his nose.

The Toyota car arrived at the hotel and parked at the gate of the hotel.

Miss Miyuki please!

Mr. Takahashi please!

Is there a high-speed rail station here? Miyuki asked.

Nandu Station, Asia's No. 1. Yoko got out of the car and opened the car door in person.

After the meeting, I'm going to take the high-speed train and walk around. It's great!

East, west, north and south, criss-cross, the high-speed rail runs through the whole of China, you can go wherever you want, Miss Miyuki, it will take many days to do this, this is not Japan.

It's okay, my visa time is enough.

When we arrived at the hotel lobby, the decoration of the entire hotel is Japanese-style, and the service is also Japanese-style.

Please come with me, the two of you can have a meal after a short rest, Miss Miyuki, I prepared a Chinese meal for you. Yoko bowed, and Miyuki and Takahashi entered the VIP elevator.

Why don't you arrange Japanese food? Takahashi was very dissatisfied.

Yoko said apologetically: Tokyo has repeatedly ordered to arrange Chinese food for Miss Miyuki, and we have prepared Mr. Takahashi's Japanese food, please rest assured.

Miss Yoko is shrewd and capable. Among the few Japanese women who focus on her career, she appears to be outstanding. She arranges her work flawlessly with the peculiar delicacy of Japanese women.

Miss Meixue, the Sanbo Hospital you want to attend is about an hour's drive away. Tomorrow, we will deliver you to the venue on time.

Yoko led Miyuki and her assistant into the most luxurious suite in the hotel. She arranged a special person to lead Mr. Takahashi to the suite on another floor.

Do you speak Chinese? Miyuki asked in Chinese.

Of course! I have lived in China for five years, Yoko replied in Chinese.

Then, let's communicate in Chinese! Fujiwara Miyuki was in a very good mood.

The land of dreams did not disappoint her.