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Nine a.m.

Office of the Director.

"Teacher, why don't you tell me in advance when you come back, I'll pick you up."

Zhao Sheng sat on the sofa in the director's office, looked at the teacher Yu Zhongbo who came back suddenly, and said.

This Yu Zhongbo has a very standard Chinese face, his sideburns are already a little white, his serious expression, like an ice peak, is not angry and self-threatening, his often expressionless face flashes with a determined light, and there is a sharp spiritual power in his eyes, which belongs to the kind of director who can stare at the intern at a glance.

The teacher is back.

Although he has been accustomed to the test for many years, and his level has improved rapidly during this time, he also believes that this teacher, who is very strict in the eyes of others, will no longer be able to pass him.

But when he saw Yu Zhongbo, Zhao Sheng still had the feeling that a primary school student saw the teacher, although the homework had been done, he would still be inexplicably weak when he saw the teacher.

In the circle of doctors, there are simply too many masters and apprentices for a lifetime.

In the hospital, Zhao Sheng has seen a professor in his fifties, who is trained by a teacher in his eighties, and he can't lift his head.

"I'm only fifty, and I'm not too old to walk."

"How is Corey doing while I'm gone?"

Yu Zhongbo waved his hand and said, he doesn't like to say polite words, and in front of the students who have been with him for the longest time, it is even more direct.

It is difficult for those who are not familiar with him to accept his sometimes impersonal strictness, which in the eyes of some is enough to be called harsh.

"Corey is normal, nothing special."

Zhao Sheng thought for a while and said, the work of the emergency department is heavy, especially at night, every day is like a vegetable market.

But as long as there are no doctor-patient conflicts or medical disputes, then it is considered safe.

As for small frictions and small disputes, they are indispensable every day.

"Not bad."

Yu Zhongbo looked at Zhao Sheng, and a trace of relief flashed on Gujing Wubo's face.

He knows his own temper, and if he can be with him for so many years, he will belong to Zhao Sheng.

Yu Zhongbo belongs to the kind of person who is extremely gentle with patients and extremely strict with his doctors.

Such a style, the average doctor, is difficult to accept.

As for why Zhao Sheng can accept it, it is because his grandfather and father, to a certain extent, are also such people, they are very strict and even harsh in the face of principled issues.

And in life, in fact, such people are very good.

It's just that the average human body doesn't experience this kind of goodness.

is like Yu Zhongbo, in life, he actually cares about his students and doctors very much.

Quietly, after Zhao Sheng bought a house, he was a poor man with millions of debts, and the money for decoration and furniture, ahem, was sponsored by Yu Zhongbo, the teacher.

Between master and apprentice, it's chilling.

However, now there are fewer and fewer such simple master-apprentice relationships.

"The burden of emergency is very heavy, but it's not easy to bear."

After a pause, Yu Zhongbo looked at Zhao Sheng, his serious expression softened, and he said as if he was nothing.

"Huh?"

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

Zhao Shengmeng was a little stunned when he heard the teacher sigh like this.

He also knew that the qualifications, abilities and academic achievements of teacher Yu Zhongbo were far beyond the limit that an emergency department director could accommodate, but because of this love for the emergency department, Yu Zhongbo has always stayed in the emergency department as a director.

Otherwise, in fact, several hospitals want to invite him to be the president, and there are many large private hospitals, and the treatment offered is very impressive.

"I'm going to leave a long time ago, I mean, you don't rest on your laurels, it's time to add to the burden."

Yu Zhongbo said.

He's a student, everything is good, but sometimes, a little content with the status quo.

As for ability, there is no need to say it, otherwise, after so many years, Zhao Sheng would not have stayed with him as a student.

"Teacher, I'm not resting on my laurels, right?"

Zhao Sheng hesitated for a moment and said.

He knows his own things, although he loves the career of emergency doctor very much, but in addition to this career, he has many hobbies in food and games, that is to say, he belongs to the emergency doctor in the new era, not a person like Yu Zhongbo who dedicates his whole life to the cause he loves!

This is also the biggest difference between the young people in the new era and the older generation!

"Although the doctors in the emergency department are not sought-after sweets, not everyone can be the deputy director of the emergency department, prepare well, from now on, you will take over some of the things that the deputy director should do."

Yu Zhongbo looked at Zhao Sheng and said with an unquestionable attitude.

"Huh? Teacher, I think it's going to take a few more years to get used to. ”

When Zhao Sheng heard this, he immediately became anxious, the workload of this deputy director of the emergency department is at least twice that of ordinary emergency doctors, and when the time comes, he is afraid that he will eat and live in the hospital all day, how can he have any rest time to enjoy a rare life.

Besides, he is a person who does not have any lofty goals in life.

"Okay, that's it, there's no need to discuss it anymore."

Yu Zhongbo waved his hand and said, I have said this before, but he, a student, pushed it away.

He's a student, everything is good, but it's a little flawed, in the words of today's young people, it's a bit of a [salted fish]

"During my absence, I have seen all the emergency cases you handled, and in terms of level, it is more than enough to be a deputy director, and there is progress."

After a pause, Yu Zhongbo said with rare praise.

This kind of praise is rarely heard from his mouth in normal times.

If you want to be a doctor, what is the most important talent, is rich experience and knowledge? Or is it as stable as Tarzan's psychological quality and hands?

Maybe these talents are very important, but to become a master and a famous doctor, the most important and the most difficult talent to cultivate is thinking!

Especially divergent thinking.

"Ahem, teacher, actually, I'm not that much improved."

Zhao Sheng hesitated for a moment and said.

Although he was rarely praised by the teacher, he was still very dark in his heart.

But when he thought about the big mess he had to be responsible for becoming the deputy director of the emergency department, he felt a little numb in his scalp.

Not to mention, he doesn't want to be the deputy director, but he is a little afraid of difficulties in his heart.

The medical thing is to let Zhao Sheng work for three days and three nights, so to speak, he will not blink his eyes, let alone complain.

But to become a deputy director, you have to deal with a lot of complicated interpersonal relationships, which is really not Zhao Sheng's strength.

Therefore, it is normal to have a fear of difficulties.

"In fact, this is the deputy director, which means that there is a little more interpersonal relationship to deal with. This interpersonal relationship can be handled slowly. ”

Yu Zhongbo's rare tone was gentle, and he comforted Zhao Sheng a little.

"That's or. Teacher, can you teach me a little bit of experience in dealing with interpersonal relationships? ”

Zhao Sheng saw that his teacher said it so easily, and couldn't help but ask tentatively.

"You need to understand this by yourself, and if you realize it, it's yours."

When Yu Zhongbo heard Zhao Sheng's question, he was a little embarrassed for a moment, but he quickly calmed down and said to Zhao Sheng earnestly.

If he can handle interpersonal relationships well, how about saying that there is only one student Zhao Sheng by his side for so many years?

"Satoru?"

Seeing that the teacher said such mysterious words, Zhao Sheng also looked at his teacher with some suspicion.

"Okay, that's it, next week, there will be a national academic exchange meeting for emergencies, you go for me, it can be regarded as showing your face in this circle, and at the end of the year, the title will be promoted, and there will be at least three months, which is enough for you to prepare."

Yu Zhongbo instructed Zhao Sheng again.

"I see, teacher."

Zhao Sheng nodded, since he has to add to the burden, this is a trivial matter to participate in the National Emergency Academic Conference or something.