"Director Wang, your halo is so strong that I, the dean, have become a supporting role."

When everyone returned to the office, He Zhengqing said with a little sourness.

Wang Dachun laughed, "I don't want to do this either, it's all caused by being too handsome."

“…”

Wang Dachun suddenly thought that He Zhengqing had not paid him a salary yet, and couldn't help but ask: "By the way, how much is Dean He going to pay me a salary!"

He Zhengqing beat him up, "I said to Dean Wang, you are a person who earns six figures every day, and you still care about our salary?"

Wang Dachun rolled his eyes, "No matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat. You don't want to have sex for nothing, right?"

He Zhengqing looked upright and said with a little ashamed: "Director Wang, let's be honest, my monthly salary and benefits total is only 20,000 yuan. This is not as high as your daily income. I don't know what to hire you!"

Wang Dachun was surprised, "No, it's just such a small salary. I originally thought the dean's salary was at least 40,000 to 50,000!"

He Zhengqing sighed, "Now this is the case with public institutions across the country. Do you think they are corporate executives? By the way, even corporate executives are probably not as high as yours. I really don't know how you did it?"

Wang Dachun laughed, "That's it, the trade secret."

In the end, Wang Dachun symbolically asked for a salary of 10,000 yuan, after all, this amount of money was optional to him. His main purpose was to promote traditional Chinese medicine first, and the honorary dean was of some value to him.

"Hahahaha, Brother Dachun, you are the first honorary president of our college, and the youngest president. Vice President Jiang, you won't blame Brother Dachun for stealing the title of your youngest president!"

The happiest person on the scene was Fan Gang. Not only did the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine be preserved, but he also saw the hope of reviving traditional Chinese medicine from Wang Dachun.

Jiang Lina smiled indifferently, "How could it be that Dean Wang deserves his reputation, I am not as good as him."

Wang Dachun smiled modestly, "You are a polite Vice President Jiang. You are a person who has floated across the country, spent gold, and drank foreign ink, and I am just a native farmer."

He Zhengqing laughed, "Don't be humble to each other. You are the most outstanding and youngest talents in our college. How about I treat you to Dean Wang at noon?"

Wang Dachun waved his hand, "I'd better treat you, I'll treat you all."

He Zhengqing's eyes lit up, "Okay, you can treat you, who made you a rich man!"

Wang Dachun curled his lips, "No, it turns out that Dean He is so stingy. Have you been waiting for my words for a long time?"

He Zhengqing laughed, "That's right, who made you a rich man? We are different from you. You have to save some money on your salary!"

“…”

Hou Guangping said: "Director Wang is the first honorary president of our college. This office must be better. By the way, I remember there is an empty room next to Vice President Jiang. The environment is good. Otherwise, how about it be Dean Wang's office there?"

Wang Dachun waved his hand, "I'll come here twice a month anyway. If I can save, I'd save it. Otherwise, I'd like to get a desk for me in Vice President Jiang's office."

Hou Guangping looked at Wang Dachun meaningfully and said with a smile: "Okay, a gentleman has the beauty of becoming an adult, and Vice President Jiang is also single. You two young people can have a good chat in the future."

Jiang Lina's pretty face turned slightly red, "I'll go and clean up." After that, she quickly turned around and left.

He Zhengqing patted Wang Dachun on the shoulder and smiled: "Director Wang is really amazing. He is going to kidnap the blooming rose of our college in just one day!"

Wang Dachun looked at Jiang Lina's beautiful figure and laughed, "A beautiful lady, a gentleman is a good friend!"

At this moment, Zhou Benchang walked in in dismay and looked at Wang Dachun with expectation, "Director Wang, do you think I can save it again?"

"Of course. The liver is the only organ that can be regenerated. As long as it is not completely cancerous, it can still be reversed. But the premise is that you have to have an optimistic attitude. Now what I see from you is pessimism and despair. If you can't cheer up, I can't help you."

Wang Dachun said righteously and sternly.

Zhou Benchang nodded repeatedly, "As long as there is hope, I will definitely cheer up. Do I need a surgical resection?"

Wang Dachun waved his hand, "Of course not, traditional Chinese medicine is generally more conservative in treating diseases. When did you see which Chinese medicine doctor cut off the patient's organs with a scalpel?"

Seeing everyone's thoughtful look, Wang Dachun continued: "Actually, I have never agreed with tumor resection."

Fan Gang touched the beard on his chin and asked in confusion: "Oh? How do you say this?"

Wang Dachun said: "Tumors are actually a body's self-protection method. When the body finds that many uncontrollable cancer cells are produced in the body, a series of protection methods will be carried out in the body, surrounding the cancer cells and forming a tumor.

But surgeons usually remove the tumor, which means that the encirclement is broken and a large number of cancer cells run out.

This is why many people are alive and can no longer do it once they have a tumor removal surgery.”

Jiang Lina came in from outside the door, looked at Wang Dachun with a look of surprise, and said, "Your point of view has simply subverted my three views. I was wondering if our Western medicine's direction of tumor research is really wrong?"

Everyone fell into deep thought again.

"Teacher Zhou, you go back first. I will draw a detailed treatment plan for you later, so that your body can recover 90% in three months."

Zhou Benchang was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed to Wang Dachun, "Really? That's great! Thank you Dean Wang! Thank you Dean Wang!"

After Zhou Benchang left, He Zhengqing looked at Wang Dachun curiously, "Can you really cure his liver cancer? He is in the late stage!"

Wang Dachun said: "Actually, I'm not sure, let's give it a try."

Jiang Lina was puzzled, "Then you just..."

Wang Dachun said: "If I don't give him hope, he will soon collapse and his condition will worsen. In that case, he may not be able to survive for a month.

So, as a doctor, giving patients the courage to survive is sometimes more important than the treatment method!”

Everyone nodded and suddenly realized, "So that's the case, the rising posture! The rising posture!"

Soon, it was noon, and Wang Dachun, Jiang Lina, He Zhengqing, Fan Gang, Hou Guangping and other leaders went to a restaurant outside the college for dinner.

"Dear leaders, I'll treat you today. Order whatever you want. Even if you want to eat a body art meal, I will be fine."
Chapter completed!