Dr. Chen really has no selfish motives. He is a doctor and is considered an elder here.
What he experienced was something no one else had experienced.
He knew what life was like for everyone during the famine.
Know how cruel the plague can be.
It is precisely because of all these experiences that Dr. Chen respects life more than anyone else.
The director glanced at Ye Linlang. Ye Linlang was sitting upright on the chair, her back straight as a pine tree on a cliff. Even though the thick snow pressed down on the treetop, there was no sign of weakness at all.
"I'm Ye Linlang. You may not have heard of my name, but you must have heard of heart transplant surgery."
"I performed the first heart transplant in the country."
As soon as Ye Linlang said this, Dr. Chen's face was filled with shock.
He recalled the documents and materials he had read at the time. Were the three words "Ye Linlang" included on them?
When Xiang Jin heard Ye Linlang say this, he retorted, "Doctor Ye, even if you performed this heart transplant, it's surgery, and cancer is oncology. They're different departments, and they teach different things. How can you confuse them?"
Ye Linlang knew that she was young and could not convince others.
If she were gray-haired or a little older, she would naturally convince people just by sitting here.
But she was very young, a girl in her early twenties. No matter how calm and composed she was, in the eyes of strangers, she still looked like a weakling.
"I'm a general practitioner. I specialize in internal medicine, surgery, obstetrics and gynecology, dentistry, and oncology."
When Xiang Jin heard Ye Linlang say this, he sneered and said, "Doctor Ye, you are not a liar, are you?"
Ye Linlang glanced at Xiang Jin indifferently and said in a cold voice, "Doctor Xiang, you should know better than anyone whether I'm a liar or not. After all, you're not worth me arranging a medical agent to slap you in the face. Everyone, if you have any questions about my identity, we can discuss it later. The clinic is less than half an hour away, so to save time, I'll keep this short. Please take notes and write down every word I say now."
While Ye Linlang was speaking, the director glanced at Xiang Jin warningly.
Xiang Jin's face turned red with embarrassment.
Ye Linlang's clear voice was heard in the conference room.
Her voice was still clear and crisp, and her arrangement was impeccable.
After a short meeting, Ye Linlang and the director went to the bureau.
After all parties met and held a small meeting, Ye Linlang led another team to the cancer village.
The villagers of the cancer village shouted on the loudspeaker that everyone should gather at the elementary school in the village.
The farmers who were working in the fields also sent a representative from each household to attend the village meeting.
Under the scorching sun, there are faces that have worked hard.
"Fellow villagers, the other day we all had a free clinic arranged by the hospital leaders, and now the results are out."
When the villagers heard that it was the result of the free medical consultation, they were all surprised.
"Village Chief, where's the doctor? What did the doctor say?"
"Village Chief, are we sick?"
For most villagers, they don’t want to get sick. After all...getting sick means spending money.
They work in the fields with their faces to the earth and their backs to the sky, digging for food. How much money can they save in a whole year?
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