Chapter 2327 Something's Wrong

Su Yun curled his lips, his sharp eyes pierced through the black hair on his forehead and landed on the face of Dean Wu of the mental hospital like a knife.

Dean Wu felt very uncomfortable being watched by the two, as if being slapped by the cold wind for three or nine days, he was in pain.

He didn't know why the two doctors in front of him looked at him with such sharp and hostile eyes.

They are all people in the medical circle, so why can't they communicate well in private?

Judging from Dean Wu's experience in various consultations and appraisals, at this time they should be very kind and laugh with themselves, and throw the responsibility to the patient and the patient's family.

Besides!

Most importantly, Dean Wu doesn't think there is anything wrong with the mental hospital.

The diagnosis of mental illness was initially done through a physical examination. He had read the relevant medical records and never overlooked it.

At the beginning, the head CT did not show space-occupying lesions, but after half a year, shadows appeared, which was a "coincidentally" brain tumor.

The cause and effect are very clear, it is the patient's family members who are making trouble for no reason and are ready to touch porcelain. It is also the intention of the Municipal Health Bureau to find a higher-level hospital for consultation, so as to block the mouths of many people.

After all, it was an opinion given by an expert from Imperial Capital, and the patient's family members would probably approve of it.

But seeing the expressions of the two young doctors, Dean Wu had a bad feeling in his heart.

Could it be that they knew the patient at home? With that expression, it was clear that he was here to find fault!

He was a little angry, but after all, he had been struggling in society for a few years, so there was still something in the city.

Forbearance, I will bear it!

Dean Wu thought to himself to see what these two doctors with elbows turned outwards were going to do.

"Let's take a look at the medical records and other examinations first." Zheng Ren said lightly.

The two printed medical records were handed over to Zheng Ren and Su Yun, and they were quickly turned page by page. Dean Wu felt disdainful, thinking that they were not distracted at all.

They must come to the consultation and diagnosis with prejudice, otherwise it would be impossible to read the medical records so quickly.

"There is a problem." Su Yun said.

"Well, take a look at the film at that time." Zheng Ren said while flipping through the medical records.

Dean Wu's heart sank.

"I'm going to get the film." He suppressed the anger in his heart, whispered, and then left the room.

The film is actually next door, held by the doctor in the mental hospital. Nanshan City has made all preparations, and can't make the experts in the imperial capital unhappy by throwing things away.

But Dean Wu didn't go to get the film. He came to the office of the deputy director of the Health Bureau who was in charge of this matter, knocked on the door and went in.

"Director Zhao, those two imperial capital experts seem to be targeted, they are not friendly at all." Dean Wu said directly after entering the room, regardless of whether there was anyone in the room.

Director Zhao was the one who just greeted Zheng Ren and Su Yun. Because he had other things to do, he didn't participate in the process of reviewing the medical records and discussing them.

All he needs is a result.

Hearing what Dean Wu said, Director Zhao was also a little strange. The people who came to report the work were very knowledgeable, so they left as quickly as possible and closed the door.

"How to say?"

"Zhao Bureau, you were fine when you were here. As soon as you left, I finished reporting the medical history, and both of them looked down." Dean Wu could no longer suppress the anger in his heart at this time, and said angrily.

"Don't worry, what did they say?"

"No, but I feel that they are definitely here to find fault. It is impossible for our mental hospital to invite experts from the imperial capital, just to investigate related diseases. The diagnosis of brain tumor is already clear. I really don't know why they would pick Pick and choose."

Director Zhao pondered for a few seconds, and said, "Impossible. I asked the doctor who came here today. He is Boss Xiao Zheng, who has been in the limelight recently in the imperial capital. He was directly parachuted to 912 in the imperial capital from Dibei Province... "

Having said this, Dean Wu was taken aback.

Not a local doctor, or the kind who stayed in the hospital after graduating from a Ph. D., but was airborne from Dibei Province? !

As an old fritter who has been in the medical circle for decades, Dean Wu is very clear about the situation of those who can stay in the top three hospitals in the imperial capital.

There are not many people who can stay after graduation, or it is not an exaggeration to describe it as rare.

The imperial capital is only that big, a Ph.D. is nothing! The Ph.D. of the family is also not good, no matter whether it is the leading professor or the director, they have no right to keep one person.

Even if the dean and the like want to keep their students, it depends on the chance to see if there are any strong people who want to stay in the hospital this year.

The number of places per year is limited and extremely limited.

This is the case for all the doctors in my family, let alone the airborne introduction of talents.

Does the imperial capital need to introduce talents? Foreign professors are still possible, but there are not many foreign professors who want to return to China.

Doctors in foreign countries are those who work less and earn more money. There are many people who go out with their heads sharpened. I don’t see anyone returning to China who is exhausted every day. The quality of life is declining.

Everything abnormal must have a demon.

Dean Wu looked at Director Zhao suspiciously.

"Let me ask. The imperial capital told me that the people who came today will definitely solve the problem. I will ask them to fax over the specific information."

Director Zhao made a phone call and talked about the situation here. Zhao Ju was still facing him, Dean Wu could hear the meaning behind Zhao Ju's words, and felt a little at ease.

But soon, Zhao Ju's face became serious, and then became exciting.

Dean Wu was taken aback, he was already shrouded in an ominous premonition.

"President Wu, the doctor here is from the Intervention Department." Director Zhao hung up the phone and told him an unbelievable news first.

"Intervene..." An unknown fire blazed in Dean Wu's heart.

He originally thought he was an expert professor of neurosurgery, but he didn't expect to be from the interventional department!

"Do you know why?" Director Zhao asked unhurriedly.

"Principal Yan of 912 personally took care of this matter. It is said that the qualification of a general practitioner is a condition for settling in 912."

Things came and went, getting weirder and weirder. Originally, Vice President Yuan greeted him, and Linge ran up and down for a while to complete this matter, which turned into what he saw now.

But the way this news is presented is obviously more powerful. It is like a powerful left uppercut, directly hitting Dean Wu's vitals.

"Boss Zheng went to 912 with the Nobel Prize project. Do you want anything?" Director Zhao sighed and said, "President Wu, don't worry, they will definitely not pick on you."

Don't be too clear about the meaning of these words - Nobel Prize candidates, who will definitely become academicians in the future, are you looking for a problem with Nanshan Mental Hospital?

If you do that, it's called something wrong.