When Chen Hao pushed him out, the other interviewers at the door had already left.

I guess if they're still around, I'm really afraid I'll be beaten.

After all, only a dozen people passed me, and the others didn't even have a chance to interview.

Standing at the door and wanting to ask something, Chen Hao waved his hand and closed the door.

I tried to push, but I couldn't push it because it was locked.

With hot tea in my hand, I took a sip and began to wonder what the hell this thing was.

Chen Hao's words are not much.

To sum it up, there are just a few sentences: sleepy? Velocity? General Surgery Organ Transplant Division? Finally have a day off?

The words floated back and forth in my head, thinking about the ins and outs of things.

Is it because Chen Hao is also sleepy? So I had a good impression when I saw me sleeping next to me?

Is it because Chen Hao's position is in organ transplantation? This thing is probably really a race against time, so people's personalities become hot?

And I didn't say a few words, and I hit the speed and was taken by the other party?

Or did you drive away other interviewers and only interview me because Chen Hao was sleepy and didn't want to waste his rare rest time?

Only persuaded them all?

Thinking about it this way, I have some doubts.

Come and go to the field with Chen Hao tomorrow? Are you going to get an organ donor?

I chose to walk around the whole Concord and ask some questions to the nurses and doctors who were doing nothing for a while.

The effect is still obvious, and I asked about the specific situation of this general surgery organ transplantation room.

As I thought, organ transplantation is the leftover department in Concord.

It was set up to fight against Tongji, which is an important department in contrast.

Sitting on the bench with his phone, he drank the last sip of tea. I have looked up the information for a long time, and combined with the words of doctors and nurses, I also have a preliminary understanding of organ transplantation.

This organ transplantation discipline is indeed a national key project, but this thing is completely an advantageous project of Tongji Hospital. In 1964, the State Science and Technology Commission approved the establishment of research, and in 1989, the hospitals separated the organ transplant surgery and was listed as a key experimental project by the Ministry of Health.

But all of this is for Tongji, and the Department of Organ Transplantation at Union Hospital, where I am now, is only a small branch.

Among them, there is almost no information on the Internet, and the only thing that can be found is that Beijing Concord has a special study in this area. But this is not Beijing or Wuhan, and there are almost no reports of this.

After reading this, I probably understood something, I am now being admitted to the most unpopular department of the best hospital?

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Shaking his head, he picked up the teacup again and found that the water had been drunk.

In layman's terms, Tongji and Xiehe in Wuhan are almost equivalent to Peking University and Tsinghua University in Beijing.

At this moment, I should be regarded as a student who was admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University, but I really learned the most ridiculous course in the school.

But I know that I have a few pounds and a few taels, and no matter how bad Tsinghua Peking University is, it is still Tsinghua Peking University.

But how bad am I? I really don't know where the lower limit is.

He sat up from his stool and clenched his fists, leaving only dry in his mind.

After all, this is the place where I will work in the future, so I consciously threw the plastic water bottle in the trash.

I was just about to leave, thinking that I would come to Chen Hao at this point tomorrow.

But there's an important problem? Chen Hao only seemed to say that he would come to him tomorrow without saying the time.

Thinking that Chen Hao was probably sleeping, thinking that he would come early tomorrow.