When Ren Xuedong was stared at by Liang Wanming, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat and felt regretful.
He just felt dissatisfied and for a moment he really forgot the occasion. Director Liang was not like the other attending physicians.
"Ren Xuedong?" Liang Wanming spoke slowly.
"Director Liang."
Ren Xuedong replied hurriedly.
"I know you. You've been in our department for a year and a half, right?" Liang Wanming said.
"One year and five months." Ren Xuedong said hurriedly.
"Um."
Liang Wanming nodded. "Often, the attending doctors, Director He Tian, have mentioned you to me, saying you're a promising candidate. Do you think you're getting cocky just because they think so highly of you?"
"I didn't." Ren Xuedong said hurriedly.
"No?"
Liang Wanming snorted and said slowly: "Do you think I am comparing you with those veterans in their forties and fifties?"
Ren Xuedong said nothing, that was what he meant.
Liang Wanming glanced at the several residents and said in a deep voice, "I really wouldn't compare you with those senior doctors. Let's just say you're your peers. Although you're doctors at the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you may not be as good as those at smaller hospitals. Don't think you're so great just because you're in a big hospital..."
This time it wasn't just Ren Xuedong who was feeling dissatisfied. The others also had some dissatisfaction on their faces.
If you say someone is in his forties or fifties, they will believe it, even if he is from a small community hospital or a village doctor. They must have a lot of experience after so many years. But if you say someone is of the same age, they will definitely not be convinced.
Doctors’ salaries may not be very high, but medical students are definitely academic masters with good grades. Especially those who can enter provincial hospitals, they are definitely top students from major universities.
For example, Yun Heng, a master's student, has the highest academic qualifications in Xiya Community Hospital. However, in Zhongzhou Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, a master's degree is the lowest standard. They almost don't want undergraduates, but they have several doctoral students.
They admit that they are not as good as some of the older ones, but they certainly don't believe that they are not as good as their peers in small hospitals. Not to mention community hospitals, even county hospitals are several levels lower than provincial hospitals.
"Looking at you all like this, I think you are not convinced."
Liang Wanming smiled and said casually, "I won't talk about other places. Let's just talk about where I live, the West Asia Community Health Center. There's a very young doctor in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department named Yun Heng. He's about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. His skills are definitely miles ahead of the rest of you."
Liang Wanming felt a little unhappy when he thought of Yun Heng. He personally tried to recruit him, but that guy didn't agree. He really didn't know what he was thinking.
Look at Ren Xuedong and these other people. Their levels are really far behind Yun Heng.
Judging from the two cases treated by Yun Heng alone, Liang Wanming felt that Yun Heng's level was no worse than some attending physicians, not to mention these residents.
"West Asia Community Health Center?"
Others didn't know what to think, but Ren Xuedong wrote down the name. He knew that Liang Wanming lived in that area. So Director Liang just gave an example casually and didn't pick out any special case?
It is precisely because of this that Ren Xuedong became more and more unconvinced.
At the age of twenty-six or twenty-seven, how much better than these people are you?
How is this possible.
At the age of twenty-six or twenty-seven, if he were to take the postgraduate entrance examination, he would have just graduated. If he was really capable, why would he go to a small community hospital?
"Yun Heng?"
There were also a few newcomers who had just arrived at the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. The Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was an affiliated hospital under the Provincial University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so the proportion of students who graduated from the Provincial University of Traditional Chinese Medicine among the newcomers was the highest. These people were in the same grade as Yun Heng, and some of them were in the same class.
When Yun Heng was in college, his academic performance was not very good, but he was handsome and was a well-known figure in the Provincial University of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He was once rated as the school's most handsome man. Even those who were not in the same class had heard of Yun Heng's name.
"Director Liang mentioned Yun Heng. Is that the Yun Heng from our school?"
"Probably not. Didn't Yun Heng go to Xihua Hospital?"
"That's all old news. It's said that Yun Heng offended the director of the Department of Integrated Traditional Chinese and Western Medicine at Xihua Hospital and was kicked out a long time ago. It's unclear what his current situation is like. He might actually be in a community hospital."
"Even if he went to a community hospital, would Yun Heng's level be that high?"
Several newcomers were talking in low voices.
Fu Yang, who was in the same class as Yun Heng, took out his cell phone and asked in the class group.
"Who knows what Yun Heng's situation is like now?"
In the classmates group, people only chat when they are free. Most of the time, it is quite quiet. When Fu Yang asked this question, someone responded.
"Yun Heng?"
"Didn't you go to Xihua Hospital?"
"I haven't been in Xihua Hospital for a long time." The person who replied was a classmate who stayed in Xihua Hospital.
"He's not in Xihua Hospital anymore. What happened?"
"He offended the department director and was kicked out. I heard he's working in a community hospital now. I'm not sure which community hospital in West Asia he's from."
"Xiaxi Community Hospital, is it really Xiya Community Hospital?" Fu Yang asked hurriedly.
What Liang Wanming just said seemed to be the West Asia Community Health Center. Community hospital is actually an alias. In order to make it sound better or simpler, the full name is actually the Community Health Center.
"Yes, it's the West Asia Community Hospital. Fu Yang, why are you asking this?"
Xu Bo and Yun Heng had just gotten off the car. As they walked towards the hotel, Xu Bo opened his phone and saw a chat in the group. When he clicked on it, he found that the person chatting was Yun Heng.
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