Path of Medicine With a System

The society always shows you a realistic side, no matter how warm and enthusiastic you are, if you don't have your own core strength, you can only struggle on the fringes or outside the circles.

No matter what industry you are in, there is a circle. Whether you are competing or cooperating, you must first integrate into the circle. You are independent and special, if you don’t actively blend in, either you can crush the circle, or you will be crushed by the circle, which is very realistic.

No matter how fair the law is, favors exist wherever they go. Since you are an adult, don't imagine how gentle this world is. Only by fighting hard can there be a way out. In life, failure is at least better than regret.

"Doctor Zhang, I'm really sorry, my eyelids are shallow, hey~! Baihuo is so old." Chen Bin and Zhang Fan said while shaking hands.

"Mr. Chen, you're really too polite. I can understand it. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing is like this. There's no need to take it to heart."

"Haha! Refreshing, I like dealing with people like you. Please!" Chen Bin opened the car door himself while speaking, and the driver stood aside very surprised!

"Mr. Chen, you go first, hey! You don't have to be so polite. You go first."

"Hey, today I'm here to make amends, no matter how big or small, it's just about friendship, you go first, you go first." The two got into the car politely.

Although Zhang Fan has driven good cars since he learned to drive, the tool cart still cannot be compared with this kind of official car. It is spacious and comfortable, and the interior of the car is very quiet, and the sound of the engine cannot be heard directly.

"Dr. Zhang is really young and promising. It's so unexpected. This time, Yaya's matter is thanks to you. I didn't expect you to ignore the past, which is rare!" Mr. Chen said with a little fear.

"Hehe, it's nothing, Yaya has a good uncle too." Zhang Fan was no match for this kind of old fritters, and Zhang Fan, who was boasted by Mr. Chen, had nothing to say.

"Hey! My sister has a bad personality, and her life has gotten a little better in the past few years. As a result, the relationship between the husband and wife has problems again. If you say I don't care, who cares!" Old Chen said with a sigh. There are scriptures that are hard to recite.

Yaya's mother and father were originally employees of the company. Later, they went to sea to do business, and the two relied on their brother-in-law to run a raw material supply company.

In a few years, he reached the ranks of the rich. This Yaya mother has a bad temper, and the couple's marriage finally fell apart. Yaya's father couldn't stand Yaya's mother's temper, so he left for the mainland. Yaya also started self-imposed exile because of her family.

One drink and one peck is destined, money comes too easily sometimes, it is not necessarily a good thing.

The hotel is considered the best hotel in Chasu City, the atmosphere is not bad, and both guests and hosts are happy. Chen Bin is too good at adjusting the atmosphere, and the old official has made subtle jokes one after another.

Zhang Fan didn't drink alcohol, but Chen Bin didn't care at all, he drank three glasses of white wine with Zhang Fan in a row, and he did things right, he was really a talent!

Zhang Fan's phone rang while eating, "Hi! Oh, I got it, thank you. I'm eating. I'll send you the money later. It's really troublesome!"

"Brother, if you want money, you look down on me. Where are you? I'll send it to you!"

"I'm at the General Hotel! Have you eaten yet, why don't you come over and have some together?" Zhang Fan said embarrassedly.

"Brother, no, I've already eaten. I'll be there in ten minutes. Just wait for me at the hotel entrance." The guy on the phone is Zhang Fan who is managing the fight outside his head.

In a small city, it is really hard to find a scalper. Zhang Fan had no choice but to try to ask this young man. This kid is also benevolent, fighting and lying in bed, and when he was discharged from the hospital, he called Zhang Fan to leave.

Although I haven't made a phone call at ordinary times, the text messages during the New Year and holidays have never been interrupted. This time Zhang Fan thought that the young man should be familiar with the head, so he bothered him.

"What? Do you have friends coming over? Let the waiter add a stool." Chen Bin was sitting next to Zhang Fan. The main seat was Lao Wang. Although it was a round table, Chen Bin didn't put Zhang Fan on the fire for a barbecue. He took the seats according to his age.

Zhang Fan took the last seat, and Mr. Chen accompanied Zhang Fan.

"Don't bother Mr. Chen, my friend has already eaten, and I bought two tickets for the concert with him." Zhang Fan explained.

"Oh!" Chen Bin didn't say much. After a while, Zhang Fan's phone rang. Zhang Fan glanced at it, said something to those present, and went out.

The young man, still looking out of tune, wandered around the corridors with a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw Zhang Fan, his eyes lit up, and he hurried over, "Brother! Two, the location is good, and it's in the middle. You didn't tell me earlier , I can get you a front row ticket earlier. It's a bit late now."

"Thank you very much. It's been fine recently, no more fights." Zhang Fan took out his wallet while talking.

"Look at what you said, am I a fighter! Brother, you are wrong. Giving money is to look down on me." The young man doesn't want money. Zhang Fan had no choice but to give.

The two entangled for a long time, but Chen Bin came out of the box. "Doctor Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Mr. Chen!" Before Zhang Fan could speak, the young man immediately stood up straight when he saw Chen Bin, and shouted as if in a report.

"You are?" Chen Bin asked in confusion.

"I'm from the security department, Xiao Wang!"

"Oh, you are still a friend of Dr. Zhang, not bad. How about having some food together?" Although it was said to be eating, the expression on his face meant to drive away people.

"No, no. I won't bother you anymore. Brother, I'll go first. Mr. Chen, I'll go." After speaking, he ran away without looking back.

"your friend?"

"One of my former patients was familiar with me after coming and going."

"Oh." Lao Chen looked at the ticket in Zhang Fan's hand and said, "Does Doctor Zhang still like listening to music?"

"My girlfriend's parents really like Daolang. You can't buy it through regular channels, haha."

The atmosphere in the box was lively, and the people from the frontier, especially the older ones, had one or the other, and all of them were good at singing and dancing.

Lao Wang usually looked serious, drank some wine, and sang a local characteristic two little goats, which was both coquettish and pleasant.

Being able to become the director of a tertiary hospital, usually busy with study and work, and occasionally playing in spare time, and playing brilliantly, this is a real academic master, unable to fail in any aspect!

Happy, happy, and a meal with no interests involved is the most comfortable, and you don't have to bear anything. At the end of the dinner, the rheumatology department called.

Today is the night shift in charge of Hu Jun, "Doctor Zhang, there is something wrong with the nine-bed patient, do you want to come over and have a look?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan, who was smiling all over his face, suddenly changed. The dinner, which was originally happy, suddenly became quiet. It was all old doctors from the hospital, and they knew there was something wrong with the patient at a glance.

"I suspect it is severe SLE, the platelets are very low. And the patient's mood is not very stable!"

"Okay, Brother Hu, I'm here." Hanging up the phone, "What's the matter?" Old Wang asked without waiting for Zhang Fan to speak.

"I'm a sick number. I have a problem. I'm sorry! Mr. Chen is sorry, I have to go!"

"Okay! I'll ask the driver to take you off. There will be many opportunities in the future. Let's get together again when we have time." As he spoke, he accompanied Zhang Fan out of the hall.

Nine beds, Shao Hua's colleague, Sister Li! Zhang Fan didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate the sultry night sky. With severe trauma and difficult surgery, Zhang Fan still has a solution, but for this disease, there is really no solution at all.

Sister Li at this time, hope, what a luxury it is for her!

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