"No need, I think Dr. Komatsu of the Second Surgery Department is still a good person."

Fujii Shu finally spoke, and directly rejected Caizen's proposal, he has a golden finger in his hand, and he doesn't need to be attached to others, especially Caizen Goro who still looks at his face during the day.

"Yes, Professor Imazu of the Second Surgery Department is also easier to talk to, and it is more convenient to be a regular candidate, and I also took this into account to put Fujii-kun in the Second Surgery." Professor Ukai struck while the iron was hot and expressed his thoughts, and the party ended with another embarrassing laugh in front of Cai, and in the end, it was still the money paid by Takuma Amami.

"You walk slowly."

Bidding farewell to Tenkai Takuma's car in front of the tavern, Caizen Youichi and Caizen Goro straightened up, the smile on the former's face cooled down and turned into a deep coolness, and they turned back and opened a new private room to continue drinking and eating.

"Do you know why our mayor won't let me pay for this drink? Goro." Cai Qian asked his son-in-law again, the son-in-law of the island country needs to change his surname to inherit the name of his father-in-law, the status of this son-in-law is higher than that of ordinary son-in-law, basically equivalent to sons, generally more common in families with rich families but only daughters.

"I don't understand, don't you want to owe us a favor?" Caizen Goro is not as shrewd as his father-in-law, and his answer is decent.

"Humph! This mayor of Tianhai thinks that we are not worthy of inviting him, our status is still too low, although the difference between the assistant professor and the professor seems to be only one word, but the relationship between each other is not so much the chief and deputy, but the gap between the chief officer and the secretary general."

Caizen taught Goro Caizen, who inherited his surname, "Although the clinic I opened makes money, even the old guy in Ukai looks down on me, you must become the next professor of the first department of surgery, so that we can be qualified to be on the stage."

Seeing that Caizen Gorou was half-understood, Caizen picked up his diamond lighter again and went over.

"I'll give you all my support to become the first professor of surgery, just like this lighter sent to you, and there will be a steady stream of money as cannonballs to support your battle, how about it?" Do you have the consciousness of victory?"

"Hey! I will definitely succeed Professor Dong and become the next First Professor of Surgery, a position that no one but me can do!" Caizen Goro hurriedly expressed his determination and bowed his head in reply.

"Yo Si! This is the high-quality potential stock I fancy in my eye, I will marry my daughter to you and provide you with excellent living conditions, don't you want to use your medical skills and strength to enter the upper class of our island country?" Cai Qian began to explain his own philosophy.

"Once people have money, they will want to get status and fame, and if they have these things that are difficult to buy with money, then they will make more money in the future." He took out a stack of 10,000 yuan bills from the inside of his yukata, put them on the table, and hooked his hand to signal Caizen Gorou to come and get it.

Goro Caizen stared at the colorful banknotes, reached out to grab them, and was suddenly grabbed by a strong hand at the wrist, looking up, it was Caizen with another smile on his face, "If you can't become a professor of surgery at Naniwa Medical University, this stock will be at risk of being abandoned, and there is only one opportunity, so you must take advantage of it."

"I see." Goro Caizen looked directly into his father-in-law's eyes and nodded firmly.

Half a month after the internship, on Monday, Fujii's medical skills, LV2/89%.

In the ward of the Second Surgical Department, a radio announcement sounded.

"Professor Imaz's general rounds."

"Professor Imaz's general rounds."

The entire four treatment teams of the Second Surgical Department, a total of more than 20 doctors and the same number of shift nurses gathered at the door of the medical ladder, Fujii Shu stood next to Dr. Komatsu, completely overwhelmed by the crowd, only Dr. Miyaba and other treatment team leaders and assistant professor Guan Yeyuan were at the front, waiting with a serious expression.

"Ding!"

The door of the special medical ladder opened, and Professor Imatsu, who was covered in silver frost, stepped out wearing thin-rimmed glasses.

"Good morning, Professor Imazu."

All members of the Second Surgical Department bowed in submission to the absolute authority.

"Good work, guys, start patrolling

Let's get a doctor."

Every Monday morning, Professor Imazu spends two hours on his rounds, mainly to demonstrate his presence as a senior physician and to check on the work of junior doctors, during which he visits hospitalized patients, asks about the attending doctor's condition and treatment, and occasionally asks questions to the junior doctors.

By the time the uterine lobe treatment team was examined, it was already the end of the inspection, and Professor Imatsu, who was a little tired, lifted the abdomen of a patient who had undergone surgery a few days ago, and the neatly arranged sutures were nothing special in his opinion.

I asked about the situation, checked the situation of the next patient, and it was the same spacing of sutures, at this time Professor Imazu was a little concerned, but he didn't say anything, suturing the abdomen, the most basic surgical technique, no matter how good it is...... I go, who sewed the thread here? There is no error at all, the tension of the wound is also very well controlled, is there a robot that can be used to close the abdomen and suture it?

Next, and then next, more than half of the patients in the uterine lobe treatment group had the same suture marks on the wounds that had been operated on, and the surrounding doctors also noticed this and looked at several colleagues in the uterine lobe treatment group. Chinese Net

Did Dr. Komatsu do it? Although his surgical skills are not bad, he obviously does not have such precise techniques!

That's Ma Huang Dajiu? This person's medical skills are not as good as Dr. Komatsu's, right?

Could it be that Miyaba Medical Technique secretly practiced suturing techniques, but he didn't have the need to practice basic techniques anymore, right? If you have this time, the more difficult the technique will be more rewarding.

The other doctors were puzzled, not that no one noticed this new face of Fujii Shu, but they all automatically filtered him out.

In the eyes of the doctors, the presence of interns is usually not as good as the green plants in the corner, green plants can also convert oxygen, interns can only bring trouble, the only time when nurses can command doctors, is the stage of doctors' internships, at this time doctors often whisper, hard work, take the basic salary, do the work of cattle and horses, laugh at people, and have to repay their vows to the gods if they are not scolded for a day.

"Miyaba, did you stitch this?" Professor Imazu finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked Dr. Miyaba out loud.

"It's not me, it's the new intern doctor Fujii in the group, he got started very quickly, and now he is doing most of the abdominal sutures in our group, and the healing effect of the patient's wound has also improved a lot, about 20 percent."

Doctor Miyaba secretly rejoiced in his heart, the medical directors of several treatment groups around him, every time an intern came, he let himself go to a training class, disgusted that these newly graduated medical students were useless, now it's okay, let him pick up the treasure, as far as Fujii Shu's progress speed is even more exaggerated than that of the former assistant professor of Caizen, this envy is you.