Department of Neurosurgery, Second Affiliated Hospital, School of Medicine, Beijing Normal University.

After getting off the operating table and dealing with the patient, he sat coldly on the chair in his director's office, and the numbness and swelling of his whole body made him too lazy to move a finger.

"Age is unforgiving!"

Leng Yan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Indeed, Leng Yan is fifty-seven years old this year, although he looks about fifty years old because of good maintenance, but only he knows that whether it is physical strength or energy, he is not as good as before. This is clearly reflected on the operating table: think that at the beginning, six or seven hours of surgery was not like playing?

After resting in the office for a while, the door suddenly opened from the outside.

There weren't many people who could come in without knocking on the door, so he raised his eyes coldly, and sure enough, his wife Cui Mojun, who works in pediatrics, walked in in in civilian clothes and asked with a smile: "I heard Xiao Liu say that your operation is over, is there anything else?" ”

"Nope. ”

Leng Yan hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "You go back first, it's still early today, I want to find a few articles to read." ”

In the past few years, the development of neurosurgery technology has been getting faster and faster, and it is very hard to keep learning and accepting new knowledge while insisting on surgery. However, after all, time is limited, and reading journals is one of his few options.

Cui Mojun, who knew her husband very well, pursed her lips and smiled, walked over and said softly: "You forgot, Xiaoyan and they came back today, let's go back early." ”

"Oh, yes!"

Leng Yan suddenly realized, patted his head, and said with some annoyance: "If you don't say that I almost forgot! This is our family's top priority, we have to go back early!"

The daughter's family came back from abroad today to visit relatives, and he, as a father, should go back early to prepare.

Seeing Leng Yan getting up tired and packing up his things, Cui Mojun persuaded with some distress: "Can't this kind of major surgery be handed over to Xiao Liu and them to do in the future? You are about to retire in two years, and you don't plan to re-hire and continue to work, why are you working so hard?"

"I'm not at ease when I hand it over to them!"

Leng Yan shook his head and sighed: "Those boys are still far away! Last week's pituitary tumor surgery, the nasal septum was broken, and in the end I didn't even find the way out, you say, how can I rest assured that I will leave it to them!"

Speaking of this, he sighed coldly, and he really regretted his recruitment policy since he took office.

As a small department in a large hospital, the Department of Neurosurgery of the Second Hospital has been trying to survive in the cracks of Kyoto's major hospitals. At the beginning, the old director Zhao Hua relied on his own strength to make achievements in minimally invasive surgery, and finally barely occupied a place. However, after Director Zhao retired, the Department of Neurosurgery of the Second Hospital had no leader for a while, and the successor Leng Yan knew that although the operation was done well, it was difficult to make any great achievements in academics.

In order to continue the development of neurosurgery, Leng Yan has made great efforts to recruit outstanding doctoral students in several major universities across the country, especially those with excellent academic papers, in the hope of forming a small but capable team to continue the achievements of the past. He even hopes that these talented young people can go to the next level and make the neurosurgery department of the Second Hospital bigger and stronger!

But the results of the past decade show that Leng Yan is wrong.

Neurosurgery, after all, is a clinical specialty that requires extremely high practical ability!

Doing well academically does not mean that the surgery must be done well, especially for these doctoral students, who are good at writing papers one by one, but when it comes to clinical practice, it is difficult to do surgery as well as expected!

If these people go to a hospital like Kyoto Medical University, their neurosurgery is large-scale and has a long history, and naturally there is a complete set of mature training systems, which can make up for these shortcomings in a few years. In fact, Leng Yan also sent them to other hospitals for short-term training in neurosurgery, but it often had little effect, after all, it takes too long to train a mature neurosurgeon.

Leng Yan can only watch those young people who were once expected to leave, or leave disappointed, or become mediocre day by day.

With two chief physicians, two deputy chief physicians, and three attending physicians, the neurosurgery department of the Second Affiliated Hospital is still such a small scale. When I thought of the disappointed eyes of the old director when he left a few years ago, I felt panicked in my heart。。。。。。

"What do you think? Hurry up and pack your things and go, I'm afraid the road is already very congested by now. ”

Seeing that her husband was a little distracted, Cui Mojun urged a little anxiously. The traffic jam in Kyoto is well-known throughout the country, especially during the morning and evening rush hours, the difference between walking ten minutes early and walking ten minutes late is very large.

"Oh, I'll clean it up. ”

Shaking his head, he drove some of the lost emotions out of his mind, thought about it coldly and said with a smile: "Why don't you just take the subway back today, it's a little squeezed, but it won't delay time." ”

"Okay. ”

Cui Mojun replied very simply, in order not to delay cooking for her daughter's family, she didn't mind squeezing it.

"Jingle bell。。。。。。 ”

At this moment, the cold mobile phone suddenly rang.

took out the phone and glanced at it, it was a phone number I didn't recognize, and coldly pressed the reject button casually, and put the phone back in my pocket. As a doctor and the director of a department, the cold phone is always in a very busy state, and there are countless people who come to the door every day. There are those who have a relationship to see a doctor, there are those who ask for dinner on behalf of the medicine, and there are those medical media or consulting companies。。。。。。

Under normal circumstances, Leng Yan will answer the other party's call, but there are three situations in which he will definitely not answer. One is when the surgery is done on the stage, the second is when the outpatient clinic is out, and the third is when there is something important after work.

What else could be bigger today than my daughter coming home?

After packing up and picking up his purse, Leng Yan and his wife were about to go out when the phone suddenly rang again. Only this time it's not the ringtone of the incoming call, but the tone of the text message.

Walking out of the office, while locking the door with the key, coldly took out his mobile phone again, and glanced at the content of the text message casually

"Huh?"

The key was twisted halfway, and the movement in Leng Yan's hand suddenly stopped!

Cui Mojun looked a little strange, couldn't help but pat her husband, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, Lao Leng?

Leng Yan shook his head slightly, and instead of answering his wife's question, his brows furrowed, looking thoughtful, as if he was recalling something a long time ago.

After pondering for a moment, his cold eyes gradually lit up.

"Hehe, it's that kid!"

He laughed in a low voice, waved his hand, coldly motioned to his wife to help him lock the door, and pressed twice on his mobile phone, and called back the missed call just now.

"Hey, is it Oda?

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"Haha, it's been a long time, if I remember correctly, but it's been a full ten years!"

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"How's it going? Are you okay in the U.S.? Which hospital did you go to at the end?"

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"Oh, San Francisco Medical Center, good, good hospital, good place!"

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Leng Yan and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, chatting happily, which made Cui Mojun on the side gradually a little impatient: It seems that there is no sign of ending the phone call from her husband in a short period of time.

"In the end, I chose neurosurgery?haha, I knew that Xiao Tian was born to be a god!"

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"Well, if you apply for a position in the year you graduate, you should indeed graduate this year. Hmm, where did you choose to be a fellow?"

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Leng Yan chatted happily, Cui Mojun, who was waiting on the side, finally lost his patience, patted her husband hard, pointed to the watch on his wrist, and reminded him to pay attention to the time, but Leng Yan waved his hand extremely impatiently and ignored her.

Just when Cui Mojun was a little angry and was about to remind her husband again, she was suddenly startled by the cold and suddenly rising tone!

"What?!You said you have returned to China?And you want to develop in the country in the future?!"

The cold words were hurried and hurried, and the tone of his voice suddenly rose a little, as if the other party's words made him feel extremely shocked. Immediately afterward, he hurriedly asked, "Have you found a job, and where are you going?"

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"You mean you're in Kyoto right now, and you're looking for a suitable unit in Kyoto?"

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At this time, Cui Mojun was in a hurry to go home, and he knew that it was impossible for the time being, because in her surprised gaze, her cold expression suddenly became excited!

"No problem!

Leng Yan said loudly: "Actually, I'm very free now, where are you?" I'll go to you now, and we will have a meal together in the evening, so I will treat you as a pick-up." ”

With a strong wave of his hand, he coldly stopped his wife's desire to speak, and listened carefully to the reply on the other end of the phone.

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"Alright then, you come directly to our hospital, and I'll wait for you here. The address is。。。。。。 ”

It may be that the other party insisted on coming over to see Leng Yan, and he didn't be too polite, and after directly telling the other party the address of the hospital, he hung up the phone very excitedly.

"What's the matter with you?"

After her husband hung up the phone, Cui Mojun asked angrily, "Didn't you tell your daughter to come home at night?

Leng Yan didn't care about his wife's complaints, just rubbed his hands excitedly, and explained: "Isn't my daughter going to leave tomorrow, isn't she going to stay at home for a while。。。。。。? ”

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There's something going on tomorrow, so I can only update one chapter in the evening, it's going to be late, maybe before midnight, or after midnight, I'll try to do it early.