C15 See Again

Lee Yifann smiled playfully and said to Wen Zhaoloong and Huang Shicheng, "I still have some things to do, so I'll be leaving first. The matter regarding the operation will be decided during the Chinese Primeval Festival. As for how to do it and who will do it, we'll talk about it when the time comes. "

It was still Falcon's protection when he returned. By the time he arrived at the hotel, it was already late at night.

The next morning, Yang Xinlan came to pick Lee Yifann up. He had the habit of sleeping naked, and after what happened last time, he did not believe that Yang Xinlan would dare to enter his room without permission.

At the same time, Yang Xinlan also didn't believe that Lee Yifann would dare to sleep naked, so when Yang Xinlan came in, she saw Lee Yifann's naked body.

With her face slightly flushed, Yang Xinlan secretly snorted and turned around to leave the room. Naturally, Jake did not notice this scene. When he woke up again, it was already noon. He greeted Xinlan and they went to the People's Hospital.

Today, Yang Xinlan was wearing a shirt and a panties. Her sexy waist and high heels made quite a few beautiful nurses lower their heads in shame.

"Doctor Yang …" When the two of them walked into the Rheumatic Immunology Department, the surrounding voices rose and fell. It turned out that Yang Xinlan was the chief physician of the People's Hospital.

The 18th floor was the VIP ward. The senior management office of the hospital was also located on this floor. The meeting room on the upper floor was around the corner.

Yang Xinlan knocked on the door with Lee Yifann and walked in. Inside, there were a few old-fashioned scholarly men in white coats with eyes.

Sitting opposite him was Yang Shaocheng and an old fatty with a big head and big ears. He looked like he was in his sixties. It was in stark contrast to Yang Shaocheng's small build.

"Martial Uncle, hurry and sit here. We just mentioned you. This is President Li, Principal, this is what I told you, I am Martial Uncle, Lee Yifann! "

Yang Shaocheng pointed at Lee Yifann and said to the old fatty. The old fatty adjusted the high lens in his eye sockets and stretched out his hand towards Lee Yifann.

The old fatty was the Principal of the People's Hospital, Lee Shigui. He was known as Pig Head Li. It was said that he was stingy even if he didn't save him at the cost of his life.

So, he firmly pressed down on Yang Shaocheng, who only knew how to sacrifice the medical community, and there was an unwritten rule in the hospital.

Jake stands for Western Medicine, Yang Shaocheng stands for Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Western Medicine is not at peace with Western Medicine.

Lee Yifann's arrival, in the view of Yang Shaocheng, is a contribution to traditional Chinese medicine, but in the view of Lee Shigui, is the development of Yang Shaocheng's direct line.

"Little Li, right? As for the subjects you're good at, after we discuss them, we can arrange for you to work in the department."

Lee Shigui asked with a smile as he adjusted his glasses out of habit. Lee Yifann straightened his face and said, "I don't know what I should do better, but I think I can do it in any way I want."

Lee Yifann's words almost made the directors burst out laughing. If it was a young western doctor, perhaps some people would believe that he was an expert. However, in the case of traditional Chinese medicine, it was hard to believe without the white hair at the temples.

"Martial Uncle, all the doctors in our hospital have their own department. You can choose the department that you are most adept in. Of course, with your medical skills, you can also choose other departments." Yang Shaocheng did not want to lose face in front of the Council, so he quickly said.

Lee Yifann snorted disdainfully at the bunch of stubborn old men. He said casually, "Then I'll choose rheumatism and surgery."

When modesty is needed, modesty is needed. When modesty is not allowed. Lee Yifann was just like that.

Yang Xinlan turned around and glanced at Lee Yifann a few times. She was the director of the Rheumatic Immunology Department. Since Lee Yifann chose rheumatism, he would be a doctor under her in the future.

The tea that the neurosurgeon had just taken spurted out. Isn't craniotomy a good thing for neurosurgeons?

"Martial Uncle, I know that your surgery is not bad, but neurosurgery is mainly about Parkinson's disease, tumor, cardio-cerebrovascular malformation and so on. Our Chinese medicine doesn't have an innate advantage."

Yang Shaocheng's words had already surprised many Western doctors. It was surprising that Chinese medicine could be operated on. Yang Shaocheng also said Lee Yifann did a good job.

"Wait, are you really going to have surgery? This is no joke, your acupuncture is not considered an operation. "

The man in his forties, holding a teacup in his hand, had a disdainful look on his face.

Lee Yifann turned around and walked towards the man. Yang Shaocheng's voice came from behind, "He's Professor Wu Qingyun, the Director of Neurosurgery."

Wu Qingyun extended his palm while smiling, but Lee Yifann suddenly reached out to grab it. Three silver needles flew out from his sleeve and nailed onto the acupuncture points on Wu Qingyun's palm.

With his left hand, he swiped his right pinky, and the Needle Knife that came out of the Yin and Yang Ring landed on Wu Qingyun's palm.

Wu Qingyun lowered his head and looked at his own palm. Wu Tie's hand, which was holding the Needle Knife, quickly moved in his palm.

Wu Qingyun didn't feel any pain, but he was a little scared and wanted to retract his arm.

Almost at the same time, Lee Yifann shot out another silver needle and pierced it into Wu Qingyun's Crooked Ze acupoint. Wu Qingyun's arm seemed to be deflated, and all of a sudden, all of its energy was gone.

"Director Wu must be working day and night. You must have been holding a scalpel so you can't ignore the meat on your hand. This will cause your scalpel to lose its accuracy!"

After Lee Yifann finished speaking, he released his hand. The four silver needles on Wu Qingyun's body were instantly retracted by him. Wu Qingyun looked at his own palm in disbelief.

The old cocoon that had annoyed him for such a long time was gone, and his hand did not feel any discomfort at all. Instead, it felt very comfortable. He couldn't help but exclaim in shock.

"Principal, Little Li really does know how to operate. This expert knows when to make a move. Fast, accurate, ruthless, extraordinary strength." Wu Qingyun looked embarrassed as he said to Lee Shigui.

Wu Qingyun's neurosurgery is the main source of profit for the hospital, but the western medicine is subordinate to the Ministry, is the direct line of Lee Shigui.

It's just that they performed so well, if he didn't express it, it would be tantamount to admitting that he had good eyes.

"This way, Lee Yifann, you can first become a doctor in the rheumatic immunology department and then arrange for an operation tomorrow. Once the operation is successful, you can become a doctor in neurosurgery.

"Go and prepare your medical certificate of qualification, your job appointment certificate, and your health certificate..." Suddenly, Lee Shigui said and sneered in his heart. It's better not to have surgery.

If it was said that the Vice Principal strongly recommended that a doctor kill the patient with a single slash during the first operation, then those people from Department of Health who supported Yang Shaocheng should also stop talking.

Lee Yifann interrupted Lee Shigui's request for a pass. Helplessly, he took out a virgin certificate that he made on the bridge.

"I don't have an ID or a passport, much less a medical certificate or an operation certificate …"

Lee Yifann shrugged his shoulders. He had everything arranged by Lee Chunfeng. Someone would give him a ticket on the plane, and someone would give him a room card in the hotel.