Chapter 141: Windfall (Seventh to Last Day)

When Gong Lin drove Zhu Xiaojun back, he passed by Old Man Meng's East Asia Hepatobiliary Hospital, and Zhu Xiaojun had a whim to go to the hospital for a field trip. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Gong Lin knew about this important task that Zhu Xiaojun was taught, so she stopped the car and accompanied Zhu Xiaojun around the hospital.

After having a sensory understanding, Zhu Xiaojun stayed in the outpatient hall, where there was a billboard introducing East Asia Hepatobiliary Hospital. Zhu Xiaojun saw the immune cell project on that billboard.

Does East Asia Hepatobiliary Hospital also have immune cell therapy programs? Zhu Xiaojun suddenly came to his senses, and after a little inquiry, he learned that the immune cell project had become a relatively independent department in the hospital.

While asking, Zhu Xiaojun didn't take much effort to find the cell department, where Zhu Xiaojun got a brochure introducing the immune cell department, opened the booklet, and the first page was an argument of Mr. Meng: When cancer patients are undergoing surgery, surgery will cause deep damage to the immune function of tumor patients...... Therefore, it is recommended that cancer patients should be treated with immune cell therapy in the perioperative period.

This harvest made Zhu Xiaojun ecstatic, but he was still calm on the surface, and after yawning deliberately, he said to Gong Lin: "It's not too early, let's hurry up and go back!" ”

This night, Zhu Xiaojun was almost sleepless, he was repeatedly designing how to visit Mr. Meng, from the self-introduction of the first meeting, to the subsequent greetings and cutting to the topic, and then to how to arouse the resonance of Mr. Meng, Zhu Xiaojun went over and over again in his mind, until the sky was about to dawn, and then he fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up the next day, Zhu Xiaojun immediately made an appointment with Cheng Yeqi, saying that he was ready, and asked Cheng Yeqi to arrange for him to meet with Old Man Meng.

On this day, it was only a short ten days before Cheng Yeqi handed over the task to Zhu Xiaojun.

The reason why Zhu Xiaojun wanted to see Old Man Meng so early was not because he had already done it, on the contrary, after thinking about it last night, he felt more and more bottomless in his heart. Rather than continue to suffer, it is better to fight hard and happily, and achieve success, not pull down!

In addition, the Tang family's affairs could not be dragged on by Zhu Xiaojun any longer, in comparison, the matter of dealing with Old Man Meng was much lighter, and Zhu Xiaojun was not allowed to affect his plan to deal with Jiang Guangding because of this matter.

For Cheng Yeqi, he originally handled this matter with the attitude of treating a dead horse as a live horse doctor. In addition, the state that Old Man Meng has never said that he is dead does make Cheng Yeqi embarrassed, so Cheng Yeqi's idea is to let Zhu Xiaojun give it a try, which is a great joy, but it can't be done, and it is not a bad thing to get Old Man Meng's clear refusal.

Therefore, Cheng Yeqi didn't say anything to Zhu Xiaojun for only ten days of preparation, but only asked Zhu Xiaojun to get a clear answer from Old Man Meng as much as possible.

The next day, Linda called Zhu Xiaojun and said that she had made an appointment with Mr. Meng and went to Mr. Meng's office at four o'clock in the afternoon on Friday.

This day is Wednesday, the day after tomorrow is Friday, and Sunday is the wedding of Tang Xin and Jiang Guangding.

Zhu Xiaojun sighed, it seems that this week is not idle.

On Thursday, Zhu Xiaojun deliberately got a haircut, took a bath, went to the street to buy a suit, and then returned to his residence and happily played an all-night League of Legends.

Finally got through to Friday afternoon, Zhu Xiaojun packed up a few props prepared to visit Mr. Meng, and rushed to Mr. Meng's office ten minutes in advance.

Old Man Meng has worn a military uniform all his life, and he looks like a rather serious person, but in fact he is a childlike little old man. The P&G people have already looked for him twice, and Mr. Meng still has some respect for P&G, so he gave the P&G people a little face and didn't say anything to death. But Mr. Meng believes that P&G should be able to understand his own attitude, and he should know that it is impossible to let him come forward to endorse the new drug.

However, the P&G people did not give up, and actually found him for the third time, and it is said that this time it was a hairy young man. Mr. Meng happily agreed to P&G's request to visit, because he was very curious and wanted to see what this hairy young man who didn't know what the sky looked like.

Old man Meng's heart is that if this hairy young man looks pleasing to the eye, then give him some face, chat politely, and then tell this young man that he, Meng Fanchao, will never agree to P&g's request, not only if he doesn't agree, but also his apprentices and grandchildren will not agree. If it doesn't like the eye, then just refuse, and you don't even need to chat.

Almost one minute to four o'clock, Zhu Xiaojun knocked on the door of Old Man Meng's office.

Zhu Xiaojun's first sentence surprised Old Man Meng, and he was immediately full of good feelings for this hairy young man.

"Master Zu, your apprentice's grandson's apprentice has come to greet you!"

Is this sentence a sycophant?

In the history of the development of Western medicine in China, the originator of general surgery is by no means Mr. Meng, and there are many teacher-level figures above him. However, in terms of hepatobiliary surgery alone, a general sub-discipline, he Meng Fanchao can definitely be called the one who has created a sub-discipline in China.

A grandfather, although there is a suspicion of sycophancy, but it is also reasonable.

Old man Meng is very useful for this title.

In the medical field, a difference of five years is a generation, and the difference between Zhu Xiaojun and Old Man Meng is not only four generations, but there are eight generations and nine generations, so Zhu Xiaojun claims to be the apprentice grandson of Old Man Meng's apprentice, although there is a sense of humility, but it is also a real fact.

It was such a simple opening sentence that made Old Man Meng feel happy, a smile climbed up his cheeks, and he actually stood up and let Zhu Xiaojun go to the sofa opposite his work.

Zhu Xiaojun insisted on refusing to sit down, but took out a copy of the "Atlas of Hepatobiliary Surgery" compiled by Old Man Meng from his backpack, and held it in front of Old Man Meng with both hands: "Master Zu, this opportunity today is too rare for me, this book was bought the month I just graduated, can you sign it for me?" ”

Old Man Meng glanced at the atlas, although the atlas was still quite new, it was obvious that it had been read many times, but the user cherished it very much.

A junior in the industry bought the surgical atlas compiled by himself in the first month of work, and he cherished it so much, which ...... Isn't that comforting and pleasant?

Old Man Meng happily took the atlas, turned to the first page, and wrote a gift and signed his name.

After writing, Mr. Meng did not directly return the atlas to Zhu Xiaojun, but took the initiative to chat with Zhu Xiaojun about family life.

"Which school did you graduate from, young man?"

"The provincial medical university in province J, majoring in clinical medicine, just graduated last year and majored in general surgery."

"A good surgeon doesn't do it? Did something happen? ”

Zhu Xiaojun flashed a hint of hesitation, and replied hesitantly: "It's me who personally has some ideas, but I'm afraid that saying it will make Master Zu unhappy." ”

Old Man Meng smiled heartily: "We all have a refreshing personality in surgery, what is there to be afraid of?" Say it! Say it, Master Zu will help you analyze and analyze! ”

"My grandparents both died of cancer...... The ones who love me the most are my grandparents. Zhu Xiaojun's voice was quite low, as if he was reminiscing sadly, but he unconsciously touched his nose: "From that time on, I was determined to be a doctor and specialize in dealing with tumors and cancers. However, when I really came into contact with medicine, I realized that overcoming cancer is not that simple. Especially after I became a surgeon, I was able to understand how small and humble human beings are in the face of cancer. Fortunately, human beings have never bowed their heads to difficulties, just like you, countless medical scientists have been working for decades just to overcome the madness of cancer one day earlier. ”

Old Man Meng listened, bowed his head slightly, and encouraged Zhu Xiaojun to continue with warm eyes.

"The medical knowledge and medical skills I have mastered are really weak, maybe if I am given another hundred or a thousand years, I will not be able to reach the height and level of your grandfather, because everyone's talent is different. Therefore, I was thinking about how I, Zhu Xiaojun, should position myself in the battle between humanity and cancer. Master Zu, I know that my heart is a little big and a little unreliable, but I really want to do something to contribute more to this battle. ”

Old Man Meng smiled: "This ...... There's nothing wrong with it, young people, just have a dream, then ...... How can I say that, without dreams, aren't people the same as salted fish? ”

"But my dreams are a bit big! Master Zu, what I want is to break the barriers of our current domestic medical system, introduce foreign advanced technologies in the fields of surgery, radiotherapy, chemotherapy, including immune cell therapy, into our country, and then give full play to the clinical application of these advanced technologies. Zhu Xiaojun said while observing Old Man Meng's reaction, but seeing that Old Man Meng's expression was slightly solemn, and his upper body leaned forward unconsciously, Zhu Xiaojun understood in his heart that he was right, and he had successfully resonated with Old Man Meng.

Striking while the iron is hot, Zhu Xiaojun continued: "Take immune cells as an example, I know that you have proposed that in the perioperative period of cancer patients, it is best to give immune cell therapy to rebuild the patient's tumor immune system, and this program has proved to be very effective in reducing or prolonging the recurrence rate of patients after surgery. However, in many primary hospitals, this concept is difficult to realize. ”

Old Man Meng frowned: "Why? ”