After a meal, everyone felt very satisfied and the guests and hosts were having fun.

Zhang Yan felt a little tired and tired.

He really doesn't like this kind of social engagement, wearing a mask.

It’s better to drink and chat with a few friends, even if it’s just the cheapest sweet potato wine, and just drink with pickled vegetables, it’s refreshing.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I got home.

Zhang Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"What's wrong? Hasn't that hydatum disease been cured?" Tong Mei asked curiously.

"I'm not for that, I'm feeling that the celebration banquet tonight has delayed my whole night." Zhang Yan shook his head and said.

"People are in the world and cannot help themselves.

As long as you participate in work, it is impossible to study without any worries and focus on your studies like in school.

All kinds of social engagements are inevitable." Tong Mei helped Zhang Yan pinch his shoulder and comforted him softly.

"I naturally know this, but sometimes I can't help but sigh. Maybe I am a person who is born not suitable for being a leader or is suitable for academic research." Zhang Yan touched Tong Mei's slender hand and said with a smile.

"Before, Beijing College of Traditional Chinese Medicine asked you to teach, why didn't you go?"

"I still lack a lot of medical skills. It's fine to teach my apprentices at home, but how dare I show off in a place like the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Zhang Yan shook his head.

Now, if he is invited to teach at Peking University Medical School or Tsinghua University Medical School, he dares to go.

He believes that his level in general surgery is no worse than those professors in medical school.

Because of the seven days, his gains were not ordinary. He had already completed the first- and second-level surgery surgery, and more than half of the third-level surgery surgery, and all of them were improved to the level above the mastery level.

In addition, there are more than 100,000 experience values.

Now he can upgrade a certain skill to the level of a master as needed.

This is his confidence in going to medical school.

However, when the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine invited him, he really didn't dare to go.

Traditional Chinese medicine is profound and profound. Although he is systematic, he has only read a few medical books? How dare he show off at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine?

When will he be able to collect all the fragments of Zhang Zhongjing's experience before he dares to go to the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine to show off.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

Otherwise, I'd better continue to stay in Red Star Hospital.

In fact, Red Star Hospital is pretty good, there are not so many trivial matters, he can concentrate on studying medicine.

The wonderful nights always pass quickly.

The next day, Zhang Yan came to Xicheng Hospital again. Although Zhang Yan has been busy with cystic hydatosis during this period, he has not put down the issue of appendicitis.

More than 80 patients have been included now. With the reputation of Xicheng Hospital, more patients are expected to come for treatment.

There are still more than a dozen patients, and it is really possible to complete the collection of problem cases before the end of the year.

"Director Zhang, you are here!" Zhao Pengcheng no longer calls Zhang Yan Dr. Zhang, and is truly impressed by Zhang Yan's medical skills.

"Director Zhao, this time we have admitted more than 50 patients with cystic hydatosis. I think we can sort out and count these cases and publish a paper." Zhang Yan said to Zhao Pengcheng with a smile.

This is also one of his purposes for coming to Xicheng Hospital today.

If a doctor wants to improve his fame and status, publishing a paper is one of the most important ways.

"Director Zhang, we thought of going together. I still want to discuss with you and see how this paper is published." Zhao Pengcheng said in surprise.

"How to publish it? Director Zhao, your hospital's doctors should not lack experience in publishing papers, right? Just publish according to the normal process."

"I mean the author."

"Author! Add all those involved in the surgery." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

He is not a person who does not understand the world. Posting papers is beneficial to doctors and nurses.

He is naturally happy to sell his favors.

What's more, they have indeed paid a lot.

Especially, the equipment nurse who had been following him, now basically, he could tell what equipment he needed as soon as he reached out.

This also means that the other party is serious and easy to learn.

At the beginning, the system did not include them in the halo of preaching, karma and solving doubts.

However, later, the system directly pulled the equipment nurse into the halo of preaching, learning, and solving doubts, which shows that his progress has touched the cold heart of the system.

"Okay! I understand!" Zhao Pengcheng agreed happily.

Only when the paper was published this time did their Xicheng Hospital be truly famous.

"Teach you can write the paper hard!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

After talking about the paper, I started to check.

This time, Zhao Pengcheng unconsciously lags behind Zhang Yan half a step and dares not be parallel to him anymore.

This is also a respect for Zhang Yan.

It is respect for his medical skills.

In short, Zhang Yan has a half-teacher relationship with Zhao Pengcheng.

Teach him several complicated liver and gallbladder surgery procedures.

Everyone also expressed their understanding that Zhao Pengcheng was half a step behind Zhang Yan.

Because Zhang Yan's medical skills have won the respect of all the medical staff of Xicheng Hospital. His selfless teaching has also made the general surgery people in Xicheng Hospital respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

"Doctor Zhang, thank you!" Seeing Zhang Yan, Tsashi struggled to do it and say hello to Zhang Yan.

"Don't move, all you have to do now is to have a good rest." Zhang Yan quickly supported him and comforted him with a smile.

"Doctor Zhang, this is my love for Gesang!" Zhaxi introduced a Tibetan woman standing on the hospital bed to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan naturally knew this woman and knew that she was Taxi's lover, but the other party couldn't speak Chinese, so he couldn't communicate.

"Hello!" Gesang folded his hands and bowed deeply at Zhang Yan.

Then take out a white Hada from the luggage.

Holding it with both hands, I want to bring it to Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan had heard of the highest etiquette of Tibetans. He did not expect that he would get a Hada in his lifetime.

Tibetans send Hada, this is a sign of respect and the highest etiquette, and cannot be rejected.

So, Zhang Yan did not refuse, but bent down gently and asked Gesang to put Hada on his neck.

"Thank you, Hada, very beautiful! As beautiful as the Gesang flower!" Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Doctor Zhang knows Gesanghua?" Taxi asked in surprise.

"I have heard that the Gesang flower is a flower of happiness, representing good wishes and symbolizing happiness and auspiciousness." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Yes, Dr. Zhang is right. Gesang flowers are the most beautiful flowers and the flower of happiness.

My family and I sincerely wish Dr. Zhang a happy and auspicious life." Zhaxi clasped his hands together and sincerely blessed him.
Chapter completed!