"Hua Leng, are you hiding something from me?"

Qin Lan thought that Hua Leng would escape, but she was wrong.

Hua Leng: "When you should know, you will naturally know, drive seriously." “

There was no dialogue between the two along the way, and after a while, they came to a familiar place, the First National Hospital of Yuezhou City.

Qin Lan took Hua Leng all the way to the conference room, and as soon as he walked in the door, Qin Lan threw Hua Leng down, saying that he would wait for a while and go to say hello to his acquaintances.

can be Hua Leng temperament, can listen to her arrangement so easily, looked around the conference hall except for Li Wei, no one knows each other, and it is impossible for him to greet Li Wei, so he casually found a place to sit down.

But not long after sitting down, a bald middle-aged man with a not very good face stood beside Hua Leng.

Hua Leng, who was sitting with Erlang's legs crossed, turned his head, and when he saw the face of the visitor, he looked as if he had picked up the money and didn't share it with him, so he didn't care anymore, and continued to shake his feet.

Bald middle-aged man: "Hua Leng, you sit in my seat, get out of the way." ”

Seeing that the bald middle-aged man had a bad tone, Hua Leng didn't have anything good to say and replied: "Your house opened it?" ”

The bald middle-aged man pointed to the name plate in front of Hua Leng, and said with an unstoppable face: "By the way, I forgot that you crashed the car and crashed into the waste, I am Li Shihua, did you see that brand?" ”

Although Hua Leng doesn't know simplified characters, he can understand them specifically, but this is called Li Shihua's arrogance, he just can't bear it, and still says with an indifferent face: "Oh, I can't read, it's nothing, you can get out." ”

Hearing Hua Leng's tough tone, Li Shihua's face was full of anger after being humiliated.

Li Shihua: "I don't know the height of the sky, the position of the director is also where you can sit, I have been on the operating table for more than 30 years, and you were not born at that time." ”

Regarding Li Shihua's disgusting pride, Hua Leng said with disdain: "Lao Tzu has been on your operating table for a few years, but Lao Tzu must have operated more times than your hair." ”

Li Shihua gritted his teeth: "You." ”

When the situation was about to ferment, Qin Lan came back, and seeing that the two were tearing, Qin Lan said to Li Shihua, who was gritting his teeth: "Director Li, what's the matter?" ”

Li Shihua saw that it was Qin Lan, and he also took a step, not for anything else, because of Qin Lan, he couldn't afford to provoke him.

Hurriedly changed his face, and said with a smile hiding a knife: "Qin Lan, it's okay, it's okay, Hua Leng wants to sit, I'll let him do it."

Hua Leng: "Hypocrisy. ”

Li Shihua didn't interject anymore, Hua Leng continued to Qin Lan: "The meeting will start immediately, you can do it yourself." After turning around, his face was very ugly, and he found a seat next to Li Wei and sat down.

Qin Lan squinted at Hua Leng out of the corner of her eyes: "You're not afraid of being beaten to death?" “

Listening to Qin Lan's words, he couldn't help himself, and replied with the corners of his mouth twitching: "Just kidding, Lao Tzu can fight dozens of them." ”

Qin Lan didn't say anything again, but her face was full of a very unshaven smile and she sat down next to Hua Leng.

Before the meeting began, all the doctors on the scene, some chatting privately, some talking about work experience, etc., were stopped by Professor Meng, who had short white hair, with a microphone.

Professor Meng held the draft in his left hand, put his reading glasses on the top of his right hand, and said in a vicissitudes of voice:

"Hello surgeons, welcome to today's symposium, I'm Meng."

After the applause stopped, Professor Meng continued:

"First of all, I am very happy that after many days, I have met Hua Leng who is known as the miracle doctor of the operating table, so today's symposium will hand over the first speaker to Dr. Hua Leng, and everyone applauds."

There was a wave of applause everywhere, and Hua Leng who was named looked confused, how could he be arranged?

Hua Leng could only stand up hard, and came to the podium in a few steps, Hua Leng held the microphone for the first time, without too much nonsense, although he didn't understand the operation in the world, but he could always know that he couldn't do without the knife, so he took the pen seriously and drew a pattern on the white blackboard.

Seeing Hua Leng draw a picture, everyone was at a loss, what does it mean to draw a picture? At this time, Li Shihua, who found the opportunity to get angry, laughed "haha", and shouted with all his strength, as if he was afraid that everyone would not be able to hear it: "Hua Leng, you better go down, you can't even write, what else do you say." ”

Li Shihua's careful thinking, how could Hua Leng not know, and was about to go back, but was preempted by Professor Meng on the side.

Professor Meng: "Li Shihua, shut up, don't mess around if you don't have culture." ”

Although everyone didn't understand Hua Leng's diagram, they didn't propose it, because Professor Meng was Qin Lan's grandfather.

Li Shihua was very aggrieved, and shouted again very unwillingly: "Professor Meng, although Qin Lan is your granddaughter, you can't be so biased, right?" ”

Everyone heard this clearly, with different expressions on their faces, and those who supported Li Shihua accounted for the majority, while Hua Leng didn't care at all, and only understood why he was the first to be named and spoke.

Professor Meng looked down on Li Shihua and replied again: "It's really lifting you up to say that you are stupid, this is an oracle bone, if you don't understand, shut up." ”

After Professor Meng's voice fell, everyone was ashamed, including Li Shihua, and Hua Leng also knew that he usually wrote oracle bone inscriptions.

Turning his head and smiling at Professor Meng, Professor Meng also smiled and nodded in return, signaling Hua Leng to continue.

Hua Leng continued to speak succinctly:

"The knife has a soul, everyone must be in the same mind as him, I am the knife, and the knife is me."

After finishing speaking, there was a pause, and seeing this, Professor Meng came to Hua Leng's side, leaned close to the microphone and said to everyone, "Do you have any questions to ask?" ”

Hua Leng, who was embarrassed, had a good impression of Professor Meng in his heart.

At this time, Zhao Ming, who was sitting at the back, raised his hand and asked a question with permission.

Zhao Ming: "May I ask Doctor Hua Leng, we are here to discuss medical experience today, is this knife a little off topic?" ”

Professor Meng didn't know what Hua Leng was doing, so he could only look at him and signal that he could answer Zhao Ming's question.

Hua Leng didn't answer, just walked off the podium, asked Qin Lan for a trace of hair, then took out the Demon Drinking Knife from his pocket, and after a few strokes of engrossed attention, he put down his hair and said: "For doctors, knives can save people and kill people, the answer is in the hair, you can find it yourself, I'm tired, go back first." ”

After leaving a message, he nodded to Professor Meng and walked out of the door. Seeing Hua Leng leave, Qin Lan also followed.

Everyone looked at each other, looking at the backs of the two leaving, as well as the hair on the podium, Li Shihua couldn't help it, walked up to the podium and put the strand of hair under the microscope, after the image was enlarged, the audience handed over the applause after the cold speech, except for Li Shihua.

Because this hair was cut into pieces by Hua Leng, eighteen continuous forks, it is not an exaggeration to call it a miracle.