Qiu Ming didn't expect Zhang Tianyang to agree so simply.

If you look at what the director of the Department of Gastroenterology has instilled in him these days, Zhang Tianyang should be a big boss who needs to be tackled slowly.

It takes a long time to brush his favorability.

This can be seen from the fact that so many professors want Zhang Tianyang to be their student, but so far, except for Professor Liu of the Department of Nephrology who unilaterally announced that Zhang Tianyang is his person, Zhang Tianyang has not said anything that can show that he has decided his future belonging.

"Is the director complicating this matter?"

After making an appointment with Zhang Tianyang to go to the gastroenterology department on Sunday afternoon for a detailed discussion, Qiu Ming made an excuse and hid in the corner.

He silently opened the small notebook he had just bought.

In the past few days, most of the patients in his hands have been diverted out by the director.

Every day, after quickly solving the problems of the only few patients, the chief director will come to prescribe a small stove for him and talk about some so-called "interpersonal communication" strategies, methods, and skills.

Anyway, it's something that annoys him and makes his head big.

God knows he's never felt so dizzy when he taught himself fluid mechanics!

But who called him the closest person to Zhang Tianyang in the Department of Gastroenterology?

Zhang Tianyang's technology is very important to the Department of Gastroenterology, he clearly understands it in his heart.

So he could only listen hard, take notes carefully, and scratch his ears and cheeks every day to deal with the various "small tests" given to him by the director.

And the reason for all this is because that night, he was put on the night shift in the gastroscopy room of the Department of Infectious Medicine......

Is it luck or misfortune......

The notebook was turned directly to the last page, where the two flow charts he summarized at the request of the director were drawn.

In a box that eventually pointed, it read, "Leave Senior Brother Zhang in the Department of Gastroenterology."

In the other box, which finally points to, it reads "Successfully acquire the skills of Senior Brother Zhang, and improve and promote them".

In the middle of each flowchart, there are dense records of various ways and events to "brush favor", and make many annotations.

Looking at these two pictures, Qiu Ming felt that his skull began to ache again.

He picked up his pen and ticked off the common starting point of the two flowcharts.

The box reads: "Invite Senior Brother Zhang to the Department of Gastroenterology for gastroscopy".

Then there was a long silence.

The sun is still shining.

Even though it is mostly blocked, the pillar of light is cast indoors, still carrying the temperature.

In front of the bronchoscope console, the lens has penetrated deep into the second bifurcation of the trachea.

The deputy chief physician of the Department of Respiratory Medicine was very serious in explaining to Song Changkong, including the skills of judging the position of the camera, what kind of performance would be the problem place, and the hidden lesions in this segment of this patient.

Zhang Tianyang silently watched and listened, nodded occasionally, and sometimes stretched out his finger to point in a certain direction on the screen, and then interjected a sentence or two.

When I am free, I will use words and actions to appease patients who seem to be a little panicked because of the operation.

In a trance, Qiu Ming suddenly felt a familiar feeling on Zhang Tianyang.

He remembered that when he had not yet graduated and entered the society, he participated in academic competitions with his best buddies.

The competition is difficult, and you need to learn a lot of subjects by yourself, but everyone gets along very well, learns together, makes progress together, and solves problems together.

At that time, the temperament of those buddies was very similar to the current Zhang Tianyang's current feeling.

Come to think of it, I was like this at that time.

Suddenly, as if he had figured out something, Qiu Ming smiled, directly tore the two pages from the notebook, and then continued to tear them into several small pieces, crumpled them into balls, and threw them away.

My heart suddenly brightened.

He said hello to Zhang Tianyang, and then left the bronchoscopy room directly.

He suddenly didn't want to do the interpersonal homework that seemed "head-scratching" to him.

But he also suddenly had a hunch.

To be honest, although Zhang Tianyang may not choose gastroenterology in the end, he will be willing to make public such a technique.

It's like, if he had mastered this technique himself, he would be willing to make it public.

When he walked out of the door of the respiratory department, Qiu Ming met the director of the Department of Gastroenterology who hurried to receive the news.

"You just said ...... in WeChat"

"Well, Senior Brother Zhang promised to come over tomorrow and take a look at our department. ”

Qiu Ming seemed to have returned to his original appearance and greeted the director with a smile.

"How did you do it? Did you use the ...... I taught you?"

The eldest director's face was full of surprise, but then his words were directly interrupted by the senior brother of the gastroenterology department.

He said yes anyway. Qiu Ming thought for a moment and continued to speak, "But Director, I suggest you don't go in, Senior Brother Zhang doesn't like that." ”

"Director, do you have anything else to do with me? If it's okay, I'll go back first, I haven't figured out a formula for fluid mechanics that I saw yesterday. ”

The director of the Department of Gastroenterology looked at Qiu Ming in amazement and nodded to himself, and then left on his own, stunned for a while, and suddenly laughed and scolded.

"Why is the stinky boy's nerdy energy still the same as before! I've taught him for so long, why hasn't he grown at all?

Thanks to finding me as a mentor, if you find a careful one, you don't know how to offend!"

After scolding, it was a little strange.

"Obviously I'm still stunned, why did I suddenly succeed again?"

Shaking his head, the director of the Department of Gastroenterology hurriedly turned around and walked in the direction he had been coming.

......

In the bronchoscopy room, Zhang Tianyang looked at the direction where the senior brother of the gastroenterology department disappeared and was in a daze.

I always feel that the senior brother of the gastroenterology department seems to have something different in the end.

The uncomfortable breath seemed to be gone.

Well, a little bit of fun.

Shaking his head, no longer entangled, Zhang Tianyang continued to observe the bronchoscope of the respiratory medicine department.

Although he has used the same model of machine to perform many full-scale simulation exercises in the system, in reality, this is indeed the first time to see a bronchoscope in the true sense.

The patient's diagnosis was "left upper lung mass", and the suspicion of tumor was high, but the specific classification and degree of malignancy still depend on the results of biopsy.

This trip to bronchoscopy is of great significance for the patient's diagnosis and even subsequent treatment.

For Song Changkong, it is a good opportunity to learn the whole process from conventional bronchoscopy to alveolar lavage to biopsy and so on.

It seems that because Zhang Tianyang stood far away throughout the whole process, the operation was very smooth, and there were no moths.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the bronchoscopy officially ended.

The patient was coughing uncomfortably, the deputy chief physician and nurse of the respiratory department were explaining the precautions to the family, and Song Changkong thanked the two people in the respiratory department before catching up with Zhang Tianyang.

At that time, Zhang Tianyang was standing at the door of the respiratory department, writing something in his notebook with his head down.