However, Meng Chuan was even less interested in all this he said.

Is there a shortage of connections between China and the Soviet Union?

Few people know that Meng Chuan is the young grandmaster of Nanjiang!

Not to mention China and the Soviet Union, even those wealthy families in the entire Nanjiang River, there are not a few who are in a hurry to make friends with Meng Chuan. Some people have even spent hundreds of millions of dollars to give gifts to Master Zhang, hoping that Master Zhang can help him say a few kind words in front of Meng Chuan and form a good fate.

Not to mention China and the Soviet Union, just because Meng Chuan knew the Xue family, a super family in the capital, it was no longer comparable to Xiang Hongdong.

So Xiang Hongdong's words were just a joke for Meng Chuan.

So, Meng Chuan shook his head and smiled, still refusing: "I don't have much interest in the connections between China and the Soviet Union, so I won't bother you Dean Xiang." ”

Seeing that Meng Chuan rejected him again, anger already appeared on Xiang Hongdong's face.

He squinted his eyes and stood up, and said earnestly: "Dean Meng, it's a good thing to have talent, you know how to use it, you can exchange it for more things, and there is no big problem!"

"But you have to know how to stop in moderation! Otherwise, you may end up with nothing!"

As he spoke, Xiang Hongdong beckoned the three deans to leave, and before leaving, he turned around and added to Meng Chuan: "I know that you have a good relationship with Secretary Li of Hengzhou and Hong Kong businessman Jing Tianhua, but what I can give you is much more than what you have now!

After saying that, he left directly.

Meng Chuan couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said in his heart, it seems that this Hongdong has misunderstood, thinking that he is negotiating conditions with him, if he doesn't give himself enough benefits, he won't represent Hengzhou to participate in this Nanjiang Medical God Competition.

Come to think of it, if someone in Hengzhou can win the championship, there will be two places that can be recommended to the Beijing Medical Association. This Hong Dong had already promised himself one, and he was so scheming to make a move, most likely another place was prepared for himself.

This person was transferred from China and the Soviet Union, and he has a wide range of contacts, and no one in Hengzhou can compare with him, so the final recommended candidate may really be a matter of his words.

On the contrary, this made Meng Chuan's impression of this Hongdong very bad, because of everything this person had done

It's just for the quota recommended to the Beijing Medical Association, which is too snobbish.

As a result, Meng Chuan was even more reluctant to participate in the so-called Nanjiang Medical God Competition.

Just when Meng Chuan was about to return to the office and prepare for the afternoon consultation, the mobile phone "jingle bell" rang.

The caller turned out to be Dean Chen Yizhen, who had not been in touch for a long time.

Meng Chuan vaguely guessed the purpose of Chen Yizhen's call, but still answered.

After Chen Yizhen retired from the First Hospital, he has been recuperating and resting, and his body is well maintained, and after chatting with Meng Chuan for a few words, he finally brought the topic back to the topic.

"Xiao Meng, you haven't heard about the Nanjiang Medical God Competition, right?"

Meng Chuan smiled and said: "Of course I heard that the doctor director in Hengzhou who came to invite me to compete in Hengzhou every day was about to break the threshold of my new traditional Chinese medicine hospital." You've been calling me all the time, aren't you?"

Chen Yizhen was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly and said: "Alas, it's really embarrassing to say, I called you today, and I also want to ask you to represent Hengzhou in the competition and help Hengzhou win the recommended quota of the Beijing Medical Association." ”

"Of course, it's not for myself, after all, I'm this age, and there's no point in wanting this vanity, and I'm not in Hengzhou. ”

Meng Chuan was puzzled: "Then why did you call me to play?"

Chen Yizhen smiled and said: "What else can I do, my feelings! Although I am far away in the capital, I have taken root in Hengzhou for decades, and this person cannot escape from the world!"

"The directors of hospitals large and small in Hengzhou are all enthusiastic about this place, although the opportunity is slim, they are not willing to give up. ”

"And you are famous for your superb medical skills, as long as you are willing to make a move, most of the champions of the Nanjiang Medical God Competition will be in your pocket!"

"So they all pinned their hopes on you, and in addition to coming to you these days, they have also called me one after another to ask me to come forward and persuade you. ”

"Alas, I was really embarrassed to call you on this call, but those old friends in Hengzhou came to me two times in three days, and if I refused, it would inevitably be a little inappropriate, so I could only show my old face and ask you to compete for Hengzhou!"

In Meng Chuan's eyes, Chen Yizhen can be regarded as a healer

A good doctor of heart, worthy of respect. Today, when he spoke like this, it made Meng Chuan embarrassed: "Don't, don't...... Dean Chen, what you said is a bit annoying to me!"

"Actually, before, the predecessor of Yaowang Sun also asked me if I wanted to participate, and I didn't think it was interesting to refuse. But you personally called me to ask me to participate, and it really didn't make me refuse......"

Chen Yizhen laughed twice, and then said: "Actually, it's up to you to decide whether to go or not, I just can't afford to come to you, but in my opinion, if you can go, you'd better go and have a look!"

"I know you're not interested in fame and fortune, and if you go to participate in the Nanjiang Medical God Competition, you can just sell me face. ”

"Mainly in this competition, the competition is also about the treatment of patients who do have medical conditions. Many of those patients were suffering from incurable diseases, and they had been suffering from the disease for many years, and they volunteered to become the tools of the competition out of the attitude of trying it out. ”

"Just to treat those patients, this Nanjiang Medical God Contest is also worth your participation, right? Anyway, this year's competition venue is set in Hengzhou, and it also eliminates the labor of carriages and horses, what do you say?"

Meng Chuan thought about it again and again, and finally said with a smile: "Hey, what you said also makes sense. ”

"It's all about treating those patients, I'll sign up for this Nanjiang Medical God Competition!"

"Haha," Chen Yizhen laughed out loud when he saw Meng Chuan agree: "Since you agreed, that's good, just be an old man, I owe you a favor!"

Meng Chuan hurriedly said: "Dean Chen, you are serious, but you are just participating in a competition by the way, and it doesn't matter if you owe favors." ”

Then, Meng Chuan and Chen Yizhen hurriedly said two more words, and then hung up the phone.

Meng Chuan called the security guard at the gate of the New Chinese Medicine Hospital again, and learned that Xiang Hongdong and his party had just walked out of the gate of the New Chinese Medicine Hospital not far away, so Meng Chuan asked the security guard to stop Xiang Hongdong and others, and helped him pass a message, saying that he was willing to represent Hengzhou in the competition, and let them come back to discuss the competition.

At this time, at the gate of the New Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Xiang Hongdong left the Hospital without looking back.

The three little deans on his side were so anxious that they scratched their ears and cheeks, and finally someone couldn't help but speak: "Dean Xiang, Dean Meng has such good medical skills but is unwilling to compete on behalf of our Hengzhou, what can I do?"