Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 97 Li Qiu’s Taoist heart was destroyed (please subscribe)
While Zhang Yu was talking, Fang Xian glanced at Zhou Xiyin intentionally or unintentionally.

At Lin Hui's place, the other big melon I ate was about her.

Rumors can drown people.

And rumors cannot stop the wise.

Fang Xian didn't think Mr. Zou was a bad guy, but he felt that he was a bad guy.

Where in this world is there such a thing as being close to others, or simply pursuing someone else, and directly removing other people's academic records?Zou Junzi can spread rumors without thinking, but he can't listen to them himself.

And the biggest one is that Zhou Xiyin is not Professor Zhou's biological daughter.

Fang Xian bowed his head to cook, but didn't notice what Zhou Xiyin was going to add.

Qin Yao, from the Department of Neurosurgery, asked curiously: "Zhang Yu, have you heard anything else from Liu Siqin? It's been rumored that after Professor Jiang took over, the operating room of the Trauma Center is actually nothing but empty space."

"Is this true or false?"

"Actually, I don't want to believe this kind of rhetoric, but now that more and more professors from other hospitals are coming to support the operation room of the trauma center, I have to believe it."

As a doctor of neurosurgery, Qin Yaoyi actually finds it hard to accept that the trauma center will plummet when a professor from his department takes over.

But this matter, even the professor of neurosurgery, is acquiescing.

Zhang Yu heard Qin Yaoyi's words, his expression flickered a few times and he asked, "Senior Brother Qin, don't dig a hole for me? Turn around and be an ear god."

It is actually not appropriate to gossip about superiors.

Qin Yaoyi is the only one who is in the third year of Ph.D., who has a higher academic year than them, and is in neurosurgery.

"Who am I?" Qin Yao rolled his eyes.

"Did you force me to say these words just now?"

Zhang Yu then said: "According to Liu Siqin, Professor Zhou can lead four groups on one shoulder, and Professor Yang can lead at least three groups on one person. Maybe he was divided into groups at that time."

"The same is true for old Professor Fang Yun, but the current Professor Jiang can only pick up two groups at most."

"In the first ten years, the overall mortality rate in the trauma center of our hospital was two per thousand. But this data was not released ten years ago."

"There is just no fourth person who can take on the heavy responsibility. Now the comprehensive strength of the trauma center operating room of Shonan University Hospital has fallen to the third or even fourth place in China."

"Unless the three old professors come back again, this downward trend will continue."

"After all, leaving aside the rest, the current head of the Trauma Center of Union Hospital is also Professor Zhou. He is of the same generation as Professor Zhou of the Trauma Center of our hospital. And he is equally outstanding..."

"Them!" Zhang Yuzheng said, and the person across from Zhang Yu kicked him.

Zhang Yu immediately realized that a big boss was coming over for dinner, and his voice suddenly stopped.

Fang Xian covered his head and worked, not knowing whether these words were rumors or facts, but I am afraid that there is at least such a trend, which is why such rumors spread.

And it was just like this that Fang Xian reacted.

As a resident physician at the Shonan University Affiliated Hospital, Fang Xian naturally knew some of the important historical figures of the hospital in recent years.

Leaving aside the rest, Professor Zhou was not married in around 23 years, and Zhou Xiyin is currently [-] years old.It's only [-] years now.

Sure enough, sometimes I didn't check the time carefully, so I didn't find such a big loophole at all.

Of course, when Fang Xian looked at Zhou Xiyin again, he still couldn't figure out why Zhou Xiyin was so obsessed with studying medicine.

And, who is the brother she talks about?

……

Time is like water.

At eight o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Xian left the operating room early and came to the skills training room to meet Li Qiu'er.

Fang Xian knew that Li Qiu must pass the second round.

But Fang Xian confirmed it with Li Qiu: "No accident, right?"

Today's Li Qiu's aura is a bit dull.

Li Qiu shook his head: "How could an accident happen? I am now considered the leader in our team."

"Provincial skills competition, a group of four. Even now, if there are five level 3 skills in the team, they can win the third prize."

"If you have six level 3 skills, you can win the second prize. If you have eight level 3 skills, you can win the first prize. My level 4 skills are as valuable as five level 5 skills. I can't lose." "

"After all, even if it is the first prize in the provincial postgraduate skills competition in the seventh academic year, the number of third-level skills in the overall team is only about thirteen or four."

Fang Xian knew Li Qiu's calculation method, so he asked again: "Is it the same this time?"

In fact, what kind of team performance can win the award in each academic year has long been determined.

In the sixth year, on average, each person in a team can have two level 3 skills, so even the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University can train them according to the treatment of doctors in the hospital.

When a team goes out to compete, even if a team is formed by such people, the sixth-year team only has eight or nine skills that top the sky.

In the seventh school year, it takes an average of three to four to win the first prize, and so on in the ninth school year...

"That must be about the same."

"The training model like that of prefecture-level city hospitals can only increase the number of medians, but it cannot increase the top-level combat effectiveness. It is just a showpiece."

"I just suddenly felt so pitiful about them."

"I suddenly felt that if it wasn't for an accident, I might not even be as pitiful as they are." Li Qiu pressed his temple hard.

Turning to look at Fang Xian, he said in a serious tone, "Brother Xian, don't blame me for being too hypocritical."

"I now realize that apart from my suturing skills, I am not even a J8. When I was in the team, during the competition, except for that moment of pleasure, I had no sense of gain at all."

"Rewards and rankings can't actually bring a person more joy, strength and confidence."

Li Qiu continued to practice debridement while talking.

Fang Xian was surprised: "Li Qiu, if you can have such a feeling, is this still you?"

"Did I admit the wrong person?" Fang Xian rubbed Li Qiuyuan's bulging stomach.

Li Qiu put down the scalpel and tweezers at that time. He couldn't be serious anymore and turned around with a smile on his face: "It's definitely not me anymore. What's the matter with me feeling refreshed?"

"It's much better than someone who doesn't feel happy, right?"

"Actually, I feel so emotional because today a teacher asked me if I could participate in the Central China Division competition. If I have enough level 3 skills, I can make an exception to participate."

"But I can't even reach the threshold, am I a fart?" Li Qiu's tone and eyes were full of resentment.

Only then did Fang Xian learn that it was here that Li Qiu was destroyed.

He couldn't pretend anymore.

This friend is so real...

(End of this chapter)