Xu Meimei's face was full of shyness, and she ran away as if she had run away, Han Lao smiled knowingly, and he occasionally made a joke to liven up the atmosphere.

"Old Han, I didn't expect you to be so humorous? By the way, how is Qing Yulan's condition now?"

Yang Ming suddenly remembered that Qing Yulan's heart disease could not be delayed, and it could only be cured by timely treatment.

Han Lao put down the book in his hand and said with a smile: "I have prepared the medicinal materials according to the prescription, let her go back to decoction, after taking it for a month, it can be cured, what's the matter?

Qing Yulan's irritating figure, beautiful face, and snow-white skin, if you want to say that Yang Ming has no wrong thoughts, it is a lie.

"Beautiful girl, everyone likes it, but that also needs to be wanted, right?"

Yang Ming and Han Lao were laughing and chatting while eating Xu Meimei's loving breakfast, Han Lao suddenly said: "Xiao Yang, there is one thing, I have always been very strange, a doctor like you, young and promising, and a bright future in the hospital, how did you come to Chinese medicine? Is there another hidden secret?"

Han Liang has been in the hospital for more than 20 years, and he is old and refined, although he has been in the department of traditional Chinese medicine, but what happened in the hospital, he knows everything clearly.

"Old Han, this matter is a long story, I was framed by someone, and I came here to carry the black pot, but ah, I now find that the Chinese medicine department is the place where I should come the most, I want to make our Chinese medicine department the best department in Jingjiang's first famous hospital, and let the arrogant people come to beg me when the time comes. ”

When Han Lao just wanted to speak, a doctor came in at the door, a person from the Propaganda Department of the hospital, who came to deliver documents to Han Lao.

"Han Lao is here! I'm here to send you the documents for today's morning meeting, in the conference room in the courtyard at nine o'clock, a special meeting is going to be held, and you need to attend!"

The Propaganda Department is an elegant middle-aged man, nodded at Yang Ming, he can be regarded as a greeting, he is a well-known good man in the hospital, he smiles at everyone, no one can be offended, and everyone is very popular.

Han Liang stood up with a smile and said with a smile: "Lao Li, it has been spread in the courtyard in the past two days, saying that Jiang He is going to be transferred away, and a new vice president is parachuted, and this is the matter of today's meeting, right?"

Lao Li smiled slightly and said: "Old Han, you really know everything, that's right, that's it, you also know that when a new official takes office, he always has to meet with the main leaders of the hospital." ”

"Understood, I understood, don't worry, I'll be absolutely on time in a while. ”

Han Lao took the document and chatted with Lao Li for a few words, and Lao Li said with a smile: "Han Lao, then you prepare, I'll leave first, and there are still a few people to be notified!"

When Lao Li Lin walked to the door, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and looked at it reflexively, looked at Yang Ming, and said, "By the way, Yang Ming, you also have to participate in today's morning meeting, which was specially instructed by the new vice president." ”

"I'm participating, too, doesn't seem to be enough for my level, is it? Why does the new vice president want me to participate?"

Yang Ming was confused, completely confused, and couldn't figure out what the situation was.

"Yang Ming, I know everything about you, don't forget your heart, you are still young, there is always a chance to get ahead, some people have done all their bad things, and sooner or later they will be punished. ”

Lao Li persuaded Yang Ming a few words, and finally said with a smile: "You remember to attend the meeting on time, why did the new vice president call your name, I don't know this, then I'll leave now." ”

"What's the matter? You know the new vice president?

Han Lao looked at Yang Ming next to him in surprise, he and Yang Ming were now old friends, and there was nothing to talk about between the two of them.

"How is that possible? Where did I meet the new vice president? I don't know who it is!"

Yang Ming took the document in Han Lao's hand, and it really had his own name on it, which made him even more confused.

"Okay, don't think about it too much, you kid, get ready, go to a meeting with me, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, you will know when you go, if anyone dares to target you, my old man won't agree." ”

Han Lao said a word domineeringly, then changed into his white coat and walked towards the conference room on the top floor with Yang Ming.

When Yang Ming followed Han Lao to the elevator door, he met Feng Dazhi and Song Jianguo, who were walking towards him.

Last night, the toss was too fierce, Feng Dazhi felt a sore back as soon as he woke up in the morning, and his bones were about to fall apart.

That Xiaoli in the emergency department last night was really coquettish, Feng Dazhi's waist was about to break, and when he came to the hospital in the morning, Director Feng first brought himself a few pills, which he barely withstood it.

"Oh, my waist, I almost broke it last night, who is that, it's so good to live!"

When Director Feng just said that, Song Jianguo had already seen Han Lao and Yang Ming, and he was reminding him with a strong look.

Feng Dazhi immediately realized something, so he coughed a few times, restrained the obscene expression just now, stood up straight, nostrils facing the sky, and became serious.

"Oh, Han Lao! It's really rare, you usually don't participate in this kind of meeting!"

Feng Dazhi said in a weird way, and his eyes didn't look at Yang Ming at all.

Han Liang smiled faintly and said, "Oh, it turned out to be Director Feng, I have also actively responded to the call of the hospital recently, I want to participate in more important meetings and care more about the development of the hospital, don't you say?"

"That's, that's!"

Feng Dazhi catered with a smile on his face, everyone knows that although the Chinese medicine department in the hospital is a withered talent, Han Liang is a veteran of the hospital, and the president must respect three points.

"Huh, isn't this Yang Ming, who recently took the initiative to apply for a transfer to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?

Feng Dazhi was neither yin nor yang, and looked at Yang Ming next to him with a sinister smile.

Before Yang Ming could speak, Song Jianguo, who was next to him, said with a cheap smile: "Yang Ming, are you going to clean the conference room? ”

Yang Ming glanced at these two embarrassed fools, sneered indifferently, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm going to have a meeting." ”

"How is this possible?"

Song Jianguo's face turned dark, and the whole person was like eating a dead fly, unspeakably uncomfortable.

"What's the situation?"

Feng Dazhi was even more extremely painful, this was completely unexpected by him, Yang Ming's level was not qualified to participate in such a high-level meeting at all.

Even Feng Dazhi's henchman Song Jianguo, in order to get a good opportunity to perform, he reluctantly got an errand to set up the venue, and Yang Ming actually had to go to the meeting.

Ding!

The elevator door opened, and Han Lao smiled indifferently and said, "Director Feng, let's go up first." ”

At this time, Yang Ming and Han Lao walked into the elevator, the personnel were just right, Yang Ming smiled at the two clowns at the door, and said, "Director Feng, I'm sorry, it's full, you can wait a minute!"

At this time, Feng Dazhi was staring at Yang Ming's eyes at the moment the elevator door closed, and he was about to burst into flames, and his teeth were almost crushed.

"Yang Ming, you are a little deflated three, you dare to give Lao Tzu eye medicine, see if I don't kill you. ”

Feng Dazhi gritted his teeth with anger on his face, and shouted, "Yang Ming was actually invited to a meeting? What's going on? Show me the documents!"

Song Jianguo hurriedly sent the document up, and the two of them opened it and looked at it, and sure enough, they found Yang Ming's name, and the green tendons on the foreheads of these two people jumped violently, and they almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"I'm Cao, what kind of shit luck did this kid Yang Ming go? He was actually invited to a meeting?

Song Jianguo's face was almost crying, he had worked hard for so long, jumping up and down, and finally got a chance to arrange the venue and clean up, who would have thought that Yang Ming, who had been trampled on by them, was actually qualified to be invited to such a high-level meeting, he was about to collapse.

"Damn, what about being invited to a meeting? It's not that I'm trampled on by Lao Tzu, this time I'll let him lose face in front of the leaders of the whole hospital, and be kicked out in the dust?"

Feng Dazhi snapped and closed the folder in his hand, sneered gloomily, and decided to make Yang Ming ugly at the meeting.

"Tall! Director, your trick is really high!"

Song Jianguo was busy patting his ass, and then said with a smile: "Director, Yang Ming will definitely be made even worse, I see what kind of face he still has to continue to stay in the courtyard." ”

When the next elevator came up, Feng Dazhi took his dog to the conference room upstairs.

As soon as Feng Dazhi arrived at the door of the conference room, he saw Han Liang and Yang Ming chatting warmly with the dean, and the dean was full of smiles, as if he was plucking Yang Ming's shoulder with appreciation.

In fact, at this time, Yang Ming was also very puzzled in his heart, the dean seemed to be extremely friendly to him today, and he was praised again and again, and he was a little inexplicable.

"Director, there seems to be something wrong with this situation! When did this kid Yang Ming get in touch with the dean? Could it be that the dean asked him to come to the meeting by name this time?"

Song Jianguo suddenly had a bad premonition, and couldn't help but feel a sudden burst in his heart, and looked at Feng Dazhi cautiously.

"Hmph! Look at your little bit of appearance, the dean is not looking at Han Liang's face, just saying a few words, I'm afraid of a hair, Lao Tzu still tramples him under his feet and plays with him. ”

"Let's go, follow me to the front and say hello to the dean!"

Feng Dazhi smiled arrogantly, straightened up, and strode forward, Song Jianguo bent over like a pug, and followed his master step by step.