"Go, go, let's go now......"

"Xiao Zhou, I've convinced you, you're sick today!"

"Are you not in good spirits?"

"No, how could you do something like that?"

"I see how you can explain to the director when you go back......"

Outside the hospital building, Bai Mingming grabbed Zhou Zhou and didn't let go, and dragged him to the parking lot.

Monday, always silent.

There is embarrassment, there is also helplessness, frustration, distress, anger, shame, a series of negative emotions are mixed, but he has nothing to do!

And Bai Mingming is also completely panicked now.

Xiao Zhou was silent, he was afraid that something was really wrong with this kid, so he simply stopped, "You should say something to me." ”

Zhou Zhou looked up, his eyes lost: "Hmm." ”

"Hmm, that's it, do you know what you just did?" Bai Mingming breathed a sigh of relief, but the anger came up again.

Monday: "I know. ”

"You know, what do you know?"

"I'm asking for the right to operate, but they don't believe me!"

"They don't believe you, and I don't believe either, kidney extraction, can you do it? You're funny! No, Xiao Zhou, I've always felt that you are quite stable, and I'm willing to hold you, you see, I'm teaching, but I call you 'Teacher Xiao Zhou' from the bottom of my heart, and I never have the slightest disdain, because you are indeed higher than me in terms of surgery." ”

"I'm talking to you now, you're still young, and the future is promising...... But, but we can't do nonsense, can we? Can you have a kidney removed? Who are you? Hua Tuo is alive? Pointing at Cao Cao and saying that he wants to open his head? Do you want to die? ”

Zhou Yi frowned: "Hua Tuo did not treat Cao Cao for overhead rheumatism, the so-called craniotomy is apocryphal, and there is no mention of this matter in the biography of Hua Tuo in the Later Han Dynasty......"

Bai Mingming: "......"

Are you TM kidding me?

What do I say to you, what do you tell me?

But on the contrary, after Bai Ming was dumbfounded, he smiled again, and smiled angrily: "I, I am a Buddha, Zhou Yi, you have something." ”

Well.

Xiao Zhou's children's shoes are indeed deliberately gagging, in order to draw a break for this dispute.

Bai Mingming calmed down for a moment, and said helplessly: "Tell me, what do you think?"

"Well, you may not believe it!" said Monday.

"Then you must have an explanation, right? After this trouble, you must always confess to the director when you go back, you tell me the reason, and I can talk to you." ”

Monday thought for a moment: "Okay. But he pulled out his phone.

Bai Ming couldn't understand it, but he couldn't urge it.

At least for now, Zhou Yisheng, who can refute his allusions to Hua Tuo and Cao Cao, is actually not neurotic, so even if he is in a hurry, he can only wait.

And on Monday, I operated my mobile phone and tossed for a long time before I landed on the relevant website.

Bai Mingming leaned his head to look: "Why did you still turn it out?"

"I can't see it if I don't flip it out. ”

Page refresh, MSF homepage.

Bai Mingming was slightly stunned when he saw it, he was a little confused by the pure English web page, but after thinking about it carefully for a while, he still recognized it: "This is, the official website of Médecins Sans Frontières?"

"Hmm. On Monday, he was still operating, and he vaguely remembered that after the Lancet was published, the official website also sent out a column of relevant information, and finally he found the update from memory a month ago, which happened to be during the Chinese New Year.

"No, look. Zhou Zhou handed the phone to Bai Mingming.

But Bai Mingming didn't answer at all, "You just said it, I can't understand it." ”

"Tsk, then you can't understand, how can I tell you?"

Bai Mingming said stubbornly: "You say directly, what is this thing, what does it have to do with you, and what does it have to do with you messing around." ”

Monday is frustrated.

"First of all, I'm not messing around, and this thing is an intra-site news article of Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF), which was published in The Lancet by writing an academic journal for two MSF doctors. ”

"Hmm, and then?" Bai was puzzled, and even a little angry.

Zhou Yi knew that if he couldn't understand it, he wouldn't be able to talk, so he simply didn't explain, and said directly: "In the paper publicity draft, two doctors are tied for the first author, and one of them is me." ”

"Is that you? and then...... Wait, it's you, you, publish The Lancet? You, you're kidding me, aren't you?"

"Look, if you don't believe me, then let me ask you, why did I blush yesterday in the library?"

"The airflow is blocked, and the heating is hot. ”

"No, I saw people borrowing periodicals to see me...... I wrote a promotional copy. ”

Bai Mingming: "......"

Zhou Zhou continued: "Do you know why I just started with the first sentence, saying to Director Che, have you read the latest issue of The Lancet?"

"Because, if they see it, they should be able to think that that person is my ......"

On the mobile phone, Zhou Zhou finally opened the news on the site, and at the end, the author signed it, pointed to the two names, and continued to ask Bai Mingming: "Remember me said, I'm in Africa, teach with the two of me, right?"

"One is Jack from the National Hospital. ”

"One is Delia of Médecins Sans Frontières. ”

"Look here......"

Bai Mingming's eyes looked straight, and for a moment he was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

No way?!

He wanted to say that, but he couldn't.

Zhou Yi's logic is clear and orderly, and there are even websites to testify, as far as normal reasoning is concerned, Bai Ming can't think of a reason to refute him.

But he's only so young......

The Lancet published?

Join MSF?

Seeing that he was stunned, Zhou Zhou simply put away his mobile phone: "Yes, you don't believe it, but it doesn't matter, I'm just trying to fight for it...... Maybe in your opinion, I'm just a bad pen. ”

"No!" Bai Mingming subconsciously opened his mouth, "Xiao, Xiao Zhou, you, can you really do it?"

"Hmm. ”

"You've done that?"

"Yes. Zhou Yi smiled bitterly, "That paper, in fact, I didn't write it, but I was the main knife, specifically...... Hey, when you go back to the journal, it's a promotional draft, and there are redundant descriptions of the reasons and details of my surgery, and everything is written in it. ”

Bai Mingming's heart turned over and overturned, and he was already speechless......

But at this moment.

Distance.

A large group of men and horses rushed in.

Director Jia, Director Che, Director Gao, Dean Liang, and countless doctors with shocked faces and pale faces.

Zhou Zhou looked back and was stunned.

And when he was stunned, the person had already rushed to the front, and Director Che opened his mouth and said: "You, are you really the author of the propaganda draft of the Lancet?"

Things have turned around?

Thinking about it on Monday, his heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and he nodded heavily: "Yes." ”

"Kidney picking, can you do it?"

"I can do it. ”

"You, can you prove your identity?"

Zhou Zhou thought about it and shook his head.

But he was not reconciled, and suddenly had a new idea: "MSF's ...... Documents, in my house. ”

"I asked my family to take pictures and send them ......"

"Okay?"

At this point.

Sizzle.

The audience gasped......

And the director of the car took Zhou Shengsheng's hand and burst into tears with excitement, "Hair, while hair...... While preparing for surgery!Hurry, patients can't wait!!"

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