Friday's urology was deserted.

But Friday's gastroenterology session was a bit of a saber-rattling.

It was noon, and the little doctors who had not finished their morning tasks were a little anxious.

There are many doctors in the Department of Partial Gastroenterology, and there are not enough computers, so after turning around, all the computers are occupied.

"Doctor, I'm a family member of that XX bed, I want to ask ......"

"Doctor, doctor, we will wait for that ...... in the XX bed"

"Doctor, are the results of the xx bed out, we want to see ......"

"Doctor!"

"Doctor!"

Patients and family members in hospital gowns blocked the door of the office, their voices noisy and their demands varied.

Even if it's not their bedside doctor, it's uncomfortable to be stared at by a bunch of eyes when you go in and out.

"Hey, is it cardiology? We have a patient here who had a 10-year history of coronary heart disease and now he's ......."

"Hey, CT room, we are in the Department of Gastroenterology, and there is a patient who has made an appointment for tomorrow's abdominal enhanced CT, and now he wants to add a chest ......"

The two phones were occupied, and there were doctors queuing behind them with A4 papers or notebooks.

Just in between calls, the phone will ring with stitches.

"Hey. Here the Department of Gastroenterology. Oh, XX Bed Tube Bed Doctor! XX Bed Tube Bed Doctor!"

There are even typos.

"Hey, here's the digest. If you want to find downstairs for a gastroscopy, you can call 114 again and ask for the number!"

The entire doctor's office was in full swing.

It was only when the news of "there is a small lecture and food at noon today" spread among the doctors, and a little expectation was mixed in with such an atmosphere.

But when the worry of "the directors won't fight again today, right?" appeared, that little bit of anticipation brought a little anxiety again.

Not far away, in the director's office and the deputy director's office, it was a different story.

"Let's go, let's go, the director is going to give a lecture, so come back after three o'clock in the afternoon." ”

Qiu Ming commanded in the crowd with difficulty, and it took a lot of effort to appease the patients and family members who had been queuing for a long time, and finally failed to talk to the director of the Department of Gastroenterology.

A little farther away, several young men and women wearing various shirts and holding documents or tablets also heard Qiu Ming's dispersion.

But they still lingered unwillingly and refused to leave.

They are various pharmacokineses who want to get in touch with the director of the Department of Gastroenterology.

Eating closed-door soup is a common thing for them, but they are still inevitably disappointed and unwilling.

Only the man and woman in charge of today's small lecture had a winning smile on their faces and a sense of superiority.

Among the crowd driven away by Qiu Ming, they were the only ones who walked upstream and into the empty office with materials and tablets in their arms.

After a while, they walked out with the director of the Department of Gastroenterology.

The surrounding immortal medicine generations all showed disappointed looks.

There is no chance at noon today.

I can only try my luck in the afternoon.

After wandering unwillingly for a while, they finally dispersed.

The corridor that had been noisy all morning finally quieted down a little.

"Let's go, go to the conference room. ”

The director of the Department of Gastroenterology was still thinking about the treatment of a seriously ill patient, and pointed to the conference room with a deep groan.

The two young men and women immediately separated from each other, and hurried a few steps to the conference room to greet their companions who had already begun to set up in the conference room.

"Ahem. ”

The door of the office on the left suddenly opened, and Director Cao, with his two attending officers, was half-blocking the way of the director of the Department of Gastroenterology.

As if sensing something, the chief stopped and looked up.

Their eyes met in the air.

If the eyes could be concretized, it must have been two crackling electric lights exploding in the air by now.

Qiu Ming, who was walking on the side, was accidentally affected a little, and he couldn't help but feel trembling.

Damn!

It's scary!

The two big guys are on the bar again!

He instinctively wanted to escape from this terrible scene.

But Zhang Tianyang's face flashed in his mind.

The backward footsteps stopped.

He still didn't dare to harden Director Cao.

So he stared at the two attending attendants of the other party, trying to make a blank face.

The two directors and the three attending patients have all developed their temperament after facing hundreds of patients and their families.

The momentum of opposition exploded in the narrow corridor.

The medicine agent who stayed by the big director's side instantly felt severe physical and psychological discomfort, and he took a few steps back, his eyes wide.

Hair, what happened?

It's scary!

For a while, no one dared to take a breath of air.

The three directors looked at each other silently, only provocative with their eyes, and then waited for their boss's move.

But the two directors only looked at each other in silence.

Something crackled in the air.

The confrontation is on!

The drug agent, who had just been arrogant in front of the other losers, had stepped back three meters away, carefully curling up his body in the corner≦*)

I don't want to fight!

Why, why did I just organize a small lecture and encounter the big guys fighting with the gods (•̥́ˍ•̀ू)

I'm so miserable, so miserable, so miserable!

But the poor medicine generation didn't know at this moment, compared to the situation where the fight really started yesterday, it was much better now!

If he could communicate with the medicine agent who was in charge of the small lecture yesterday, his face would not be so ugly.

The two directors stared at each other for a long three minutes.

When the drug generation was already sweating and was about to collapse from dehydration, he finally spoke.

"What about a small lecture?"

"Yes. ”

"Proud, huh?"

"Nope. ”

"Tut-tut. ”

"Something?"

"Heh, tomorrow's candidate, we want one. ”

"Huh. ”

This is where the brief conversation comes to an abrupt end.

The pharmacokinetics were confused.

But that doesn't stop him from being observant.

Based on his years of experience in watching people, the two directors seem to be communicating normally on the surface.

But in fact, you must be eager to knock out the other party's dog brains!

Hiss –

Fortunately, in the end, the two directors still didn't directly tear their faces and rolled up their sleeves to dry.

The chief director went to the conference room to prepare for the lecture with a blank face.

Director Cao went to the doctor's office outside with a gloomy face.

"Ahem!"

He squinted, his eyes sweeping over the busy little doctors in front of him.

The person he watched instantly shuddered.

A thought crossed their minds.

Director Cao is here to find fault!

It's a dead life!

Ignoring the familiar faces under his hands, Director Cao's eyes mainly swept over the unlucky doctor who was born.

And then stick out your finger –

"You, you, you, you!

The four little doctors who were ordered were suddenly mournful and got up dejectedly.

Chen Jiajie, who was hiding behind the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief.

Escaped!

That's great!

Wait for the small lecture or you won't listen to it, right?

It's best to slip away quickly so as not to be targeted again.

was thinking about how to implement his roommate Zou Junhao's "paddling strategy", but Chen Jiajie heard Director Cao's voice that seemed to be suddenly much closer-

"That's right. ”

He stiffened his head and met Director Cao's cold eyes.

"And you, come along. ”

In an instant, Chen Jiajie's face was like ashes.

Damn, I was remembered by the other party!