"Xiao Ji, the technique you mentioned is really good?" Mo Chenggui is more concerned about the technique.

"I think it's okay to see Dr. Zhao's postoperative follow-up, and there are no cases of bleeding after partial resection," said Ji Xiang.

"Are you okay after the surgery that the patients you and Director Liu had with you last week?"

"Teacher Mo, the time is too short, and the effect is still not visible." Ji Xiang said, "But I have done the archiving program, and I have followed up regularly and followed up."

"I'm fine enough, good." Mo Chenggui smiled.

This kind of mental power is not something that ordinary people can do. The more proud the gods are, the less they will care about these trivial things.

As for Ji Xiang, Mo Chenggui thinks he can't do it.

After more than ten years of research, once the direction is wrong, all the efforts will be wasted, and the rest of your life will be ruined.

Similar things are major events in life. Ji Xiang is still too young, so he lets him do it with great enthusiasm. In a few years, he will know how difficult it is.

"Xiao Ji." Mo Chenggui looked at Ji Xiang, and after he tried to speak a few times, he still said, "You should have a thicker face."

Ji Xiang was a little confused.

Why did Director Liu and Professor Mo repeatedly emphasize such thick-skinned things?

Is this part of the rules of the world for adults?

According to them, thin skin seems to be related to a person's success or failure, rather than based on real skills.

"At that time, Mr. Gu vaguely showed a little voice. You refused. I didn't tell you about this. I thought you were still young." Mo Chenggui blamed himself a little, "The main reason was that I didn't react at that time. I had never seen such good things that pie fell from the sky, so I was slow to react."

"You are as thin as a big girl, and you teach Xiao Ji, I'll do it." Colonel Wang's short and fat body shook, and Ji Xiang felt fat flying on his face.

"Xiao Ji, I'll ask you, do you have the phone number from Mr. Gu?" asked Colonel Wang.

After the operation, Colonel Wang pulled Ji Xiang and asked Mo Chenggu to see the patient off. The two sat aside. Colonel Wang watched Ji Xiang and others answered the questions.

"No." Ji Xiang replied honestly.

He knew very well that no matter how well he wrote the paper and how clinical significance it was, in the eyes of Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang, he was not as good as Ling Tian’s personal visit to the Second Affiliated Hospital to recruit him.

It’s also for my own good, Ji Xiang appreciates it.

"Yes!" Colonel Wang slapped Ji Xiang in the leg and slapped, "Old Gu meant quite a bit, I understand his idea. After all, it's just a sponge puncture, which depends on how many basic surgery you have done.

But since you have a good impression, you have to call me no matter how you say it. In the future, you will go to the imperial capital for meetings, study, and visit your door."

"You can't be empty-handed, but it's not good to carry too valuable things, even if you carry two buckets of newly squeezed soybean oil in the countryside."

"Does Gu care about the person you take? What people care about is your attitude and attitude!"

"Little pheasant?" Ji Xiang thought of Zhao Zhe and laughed.

"I'm still laughing." Colonel Wang was very serious today and meticulous. His right index finger and middle finger were closed together, as if he was holding a cigarette, but he didn't notice it himself.

"There are not many opportunities in this life. Just grasp one and you can soar into the sky. Mr. Gu was too young that time. I heard from the director that Mr. Qin in the Demon City seemed to be particularly interested in you and sent Ling Tian to inspect you."

"It's not a question of investigation." Ji Xiang said, "It might be a meeting, by the way."

"Doctor Xiaoji, be serious." Colonel Wang contempts, "I know your family is in good condition. You can throw away any carbon fiber bicycles worth thousands of dollars, and you are not afraid of losing them. But if you want to be a doctor, you must not be willful when you go to the devil this time."

"I know, Teacher Wang." Ji Xiang knew that these teachers were all for their own good. "Director Liu told me the meaning of teacher education, just like Lao Guo was dead and led the art to become a teacher, and insisted on finding a shelter."

"Yes, this is what the people who have experienced are going to tell you." Wang Datong said, "I went to the Demon City, and I have any things I can't stand it. You don't understand. Don't be like Lao Mo. Lao Mo was able to stay in the south when he was able to die in the south, but his teacher died in an accident, and then..."

As he said that, Colonel Wang shook his head and saw that Mo Chenggu was not good at expressing his expression, he immediately pulled the topic back.

"It was Ling Tian who called you just now, right?"

"It's Teacher Ling."

"Holding a school is equivalent to the past Tianqiao artist apprenticeship meeting, which is so grand!" Colonel Wang sighed, "And you are lucky enough to bring a scientific research. I will only give you one thing!"

"Teacher Wang, you said."

"Scientific research belongs to Dr. Zhao, but the protagonist is you. Do you understand what I mean?" said Colonel Wang.

Ji Xiang was stunned.

"You have to be a little thicker. If you feel embarrassed, you can compensate Dr. Zhao in the future, but this scientific research is yours! Even if you mention two names when reporting on the stage, your name must be in front of Dr. Zhao."

"Teacher Wang, this is not good." Ji Xiang frowned.

"Look at you, you just told you that you are all just in front of your ears." Colonel Wang raised his hand and slapped Ji Xiang's sterile hat, "Skin, skin, skin, skin is used to have yarn!"

"But the scientific research is really accumulated by Dr. Zhao over more than ten years."

"Help." Colonel Wang sighed, "Let's say that, if you hadn't learned this time, if you hadn't been there, no matter what Dr. Zhao had done in more than ten years, it would be forgotten. From another perspective, this is also you gave him a chance."

"Yes!" Captain Wang straightened his thoughts and said faster and faster. "You don't understand the significance of Dr. Zhao collecting data, especially when Mr. Qin held the school, the finale speech should have been you. If he wanted to set up a ladder for you, you would definitely be the one who came on stage to speak."

"I just received a little apprentice of the Rule Practitioner. I took out such a good scientific research material in the blink of an eye. What would others think? It must be that Mr. Qin has been studying for more than ten years and finally put it on you to make you stand out."

"Old Qin gets the benefits, and you are also admired by everyone. If you think Dr. Zhao is at a disadvantage, you will be the director and transfer him to the Magic City to lead the team. For a paper, you can go to the Liver and Gallbladder Hospital, tsk."

Ji Xiang still doesn't think Colonel Wang is right.

It is not good at all, and Ji Xiang has heard the old man tell him all kinds of things since he was a child. He knew what he had become the director and transferred Dr. Zhao to the Demon City. This is a blank check.

Now, I just want to feel better.

As for more than ten years, who can make it clear?

Maybe I will tell too many lies by then and even forget my initial thoughts.

But Ji Xiang did not refute Colonel Wang.

When Colonel Wang saw Ji Xiang's expression, he knew that the child looked easy-going but was actually quite stubborn.

"Did you know what happened to Professor Bao last weekend?"
Chapter completed!