Aowen's classic car came directly to Lao Ou Mountain, and Lin Daoshi was also an acquaintance, and stood in front of the mountain gate early in the morning to greet him.

Accompanied Aowen to take a look at the building under the mountain, Wu Mian has seen it a few times here, and he can't say that he is satisfied, he can only say that he is average.

Lao Ou Mountain is a mountain contracted by Lin Daoshi in the last window period for many years after the reopening, and similar opportunities are no longer available. The contract period of this mountain is 45 years, 60 years, or the longest period is 70 years, and Wu Mian has not asked which kind of contract.

And now that the Taoist temple is booming, Daoist Lin is also quite good at being a person, and no one comes to trouble him.

There are legal procedures, and there are quite a lot of connections, as long as you can do something, no one wants to offend people like Daoist Lin.

The orphanage at the bottom of the mountain is a self-built building, and I have just seen a prototype, and the foundation has not yet been cleaned.

"Uncle Xiao, I don't think it's good to cover it before winter. Daoist Lin lowered his head, didn't look at Aowen next to him, and just said to Wu Mian.

This time Owen Rothschild came very suddenly, and Lyndon had a dog-like nose and had already smelled something. He tries not to look at Owen, pretending he doesn't exist.

"It's fine. Wu Mian waved his hand, "Fortunately, there are few, otherwise it will be more troublesome to rebuild." ”

Lin Daoshi originally wanted to take advantage of it, but he didn't expect that Uncle Xiao would pick up the foundation and rebuild it.

He didn't dare to ask, and there were more than a dozen shrewd and capable little flatheads standing in the distance. The last time this foreigner came, Uncle Xiao said that it was someone from the National Security Bureau.

There are guards from the National Security Bureau in and out, what level of character Lin Daoshi doesn't know, but he probably still has some thoughts in his heart.

"Alright, I've been with Owen for the last few days. Wu Mian said, "Has the small courtyard in the back mountain been cleaned up?"

"I'm done, Uncle Junior. Lin Daoshi said respectfully, "Just in autumn, Mingyue bought some new tea, do I make oolong tea or black tea?"

"Black tea, just a small seed in Zhengshan. Wu Mian said.

"There are good Jin Jun Mei. ”

"No, I'm not used to it. Wu Mian said with a smile, "Jin Junmei is a brand that has come out in the past ten years, and my teacher drinks Zhengshan Xiaozhong." ”

Daoist Lin was stunned for a moment, and Uncle Xiao said that he had quarreled with the teacher before returning to China. But as soon as I thought about it, I realized that I was wrong. This teacher is not his teacher, he must be Uncle Xiao's teacher in China.

"Okay. Daoist Lin smiled, lowered his hand and said.

Wu Mian accompanied Aowen up the mountain, and Daoist Lin carefully poured tea on the side.

The mountain is quiet, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, and Owen's anxiety seems to be quiet. It's all here, and there's no point in dwelling on these anymore.

Owen Rothschild inquired in detail about the process of the operation, and Wu Mian explained them one by one. Although Owen is not a doctor, he is gifted and asks sharp questions.

"Wu, have you had a suitable patient lately?" asked Owen Rothschild.

"I'm still evaluating the post-operative results, and it's not time to promote it yet. Wu Mian said.

Owen felt a little regretful.

The sun was sinking in the west, and it was already the end of September, and it was already dark at about five o'clock on the side of Laoyu Mountain.

"Uncle Junior, what do you want to eat at night?" asked Daoist Lin.

"Just get some fasting food, and I won't go to your cafeteria. Wu Mian said, "Owen is inconvenient. ”

Daoist Lin was busy preparing the meal, and at this time he felt a little proud in his heart.

It seems that the master hired a lot of money at that time was a wise move, otherwise Uncle Xiao would not have dealt with it on the mountain when he entertained foreign VIPs.

Although Wu Mian didn't say it, Daoist Lin could see it.

Usually Uncle Xiao is enthusiastic, but he is a little withdrawn in his bones, and he will not accompany him throughout the whole process. But this foreigner is different, Uncle Xiao has been talking lightly, like an old friend reuniting, without special respect or coldness, and there is a faint cordiality in his words.

Soon, the meal was ready to come up, and Daoist Lin came up with two bottles of Feitian Moutai.

A few people poured themselves drinks, but they were also happy. Owen rarely drinks sauce-flavored wine, but he follows the local customs and drinks freely.

All the questions that should have been asked, Aowen and Wu Mian chatted casually, telling some anecdotes, and Daoist Lin listened with relish.

At eight o'clock, Wu Mian's mobile phone rang.

[I have crossed the mountains and the sea......]

"Hello, Director Zhang. Wu Mian picked up the phone with a smile.

The call was made by Zhang Zimo, director of the ICU of Jianxie Hospital, who rarely called Wu Mian and was considered a "rare guest".

"Teacher Wu!" Zhang Zimo said hurriedly.

......

......

When Jianxie Hospital was first established, Director Qian had an opportunity to be transferred. But he didn't grasp it, Zhang Zimo rushed to that side desperately.

After Zhang Zimo went, at a party, he briefly talked about the situation of the Sword Association Hospital, and Director Qian knew that he regretted it. However, it is too late to regret it at this time, and according to the scale of the Sword Association Hospital, it is absolutely impossible to set up another ICU.

Although he earns a lot on that side, Director Qian is not envious of his salary of more than 100,000 yuan a month. The director of the ICU of a large provincial tertiary hospital is not as shallow as a nurse, in order to have a red eye for more than 100,000 people a year.

What he cares about is that the nurses in the ICU of Jianxie Hospital are all from Cambridge.

Cambridge, that's Cambridge!

It is said that Zhang Zimo began to make up for his English after going to the Sword Association Hospital, and his poor spoken English made great progress after a few days.

Although there is nothing now, what can be done? Mr. Wu was silent, and got a few groups of Cambridge intensive care nurses to stay in Bajingzi. All the doubts in the past are self-defeating, and looking back, those doubts in the past are so ridiculous.

Director Qian was a little embarrassed.

His doctors and nurses were all from Cambridge, and he knew what that meant. The benefits are greater, but the pressure is also greater.

As the director, he can't hold down his doctors, and if he is dismissed by Mr. Wu one day, he will find an ICU director in the world's top hospital...... The shame was thrown to grandma's house. At least that's what Zhang Zimo thinks, he's under a lot of pressure.

It's okay not to go, Director Qian can only comfort himself like this.

Tonight, Director Qian asked Zhang Zimo to have dinner together.

Although he didn't go to the Sword Association Hospital, Director Qian didn't mind making the relationship between himself and Zhang Zimo more harmonious. If you have the opportunity to visit Cambridge in the future, including the doctors under your staff to go to Cambridge for further study, these are all benefits, and they are benefits that can be seen at the eye.

But after seeing Zhang Zimo, Director Qian was directly dumbfounded.

Zhang Zimo was the original school grass, handsome and chic, and he fascinated many senior sisters and sisters. As he became the director, he was even more mature and majestic without anger and self-authority.

But now that they meet, Zhang Zimo is so thin that he is almost human, his cheeks are collapsed, but his eyes are shining with the light of a thief.

"Zimo, what's wrong with you?" asked Director Qian.

Zhang Zimo sat down and slowed down for a while before saying, "I'm tired." ”

"So many patients in the Sword Association Hospital?"

"Teacher Wu is so inhuman!" Zhang Zimo said.