Song Xuelin made a request in this regard, hoping that Xie Wanying would go with him.
The two of them immediately changed their clothes and set off, carrying their breakfast to eat in the car. After receiving the notice, the hospital specially sent a car to pick them up and drop them off.
The First Hospital of Taipei is quite far from the National Association, and the fastest drive there is half an hour if there is no traffic jam.
On the way, Xie Wanying received a call from Teacher Tan.
"If you have any questions when you get there, call me," said Tan Kelin.
This means that Tan Kelin has decided to use his connections in Beidu, which is a very rare behavior for him.
Song Xuelin's usually relaxed and laid-back face as an artistic youth now looked a little tense.
Returning to Beidu is not an easy thing. Beidu people do not stay in their alma mater after graduation, and are willing to be poached by the National Association. Just like the National Association people, those who are poached will definitely be criticized if they return to their alma mater.
Which teacher would be happy if the disciple he trained with great effort just left without saying goodbye?
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The car arrived at the First Hospital of Beijing Capital City at about six o'clock. In the outpatient department of the First Hospital of Beijing Capital City, a large number of patients were waiting for the doctor to see them. Some of them lined up overnight, just like the National Association. There were also many patients who wanted to go through the admission procedures. Some of them found the department ward directly through acquaintances and asked the doctor to write a prescription.
In terms of inpatient management, the First Hospital of Beijing Capital Hospital is more relaxed than the National Association. When the two walked to the Department of Gastroenterology, they saw that the entrance to the ward of the department was not guarded by a dedicated person like in the National Association, and strangers could basically enter and exit the ward. In the corridor, a group of patients and their families crowded around the nurses' station, and the corridor was almost blocked.
Xie Wanying and Song Xuelin wanted to go over and ask where Dr. Fang was, but they couldn't squeeze into the nurses' station.
The nurses in the nurses' station were so busy that they were almost split into four or five people.
"Is Director Zhang not here yet?" several patients' family members asked.
"No, not coming." The nurse answered loudly.
"When will he arrive?" the patient's family asked about the doctor's whereabouts.
"It's not the doctor's office hours yet."
It seemed like no one could hear the nurse's voice, and the patients' families were just anxiously waiting for the doctor they wanted to see to arrive.
Such a mess was beyond the expectations of Xie Wanying and Song Xuelin. The two could only walk to the side. Song Xuelin thought about it and took out his mobile phone to look for contacts.
For him, doing this kind of thing is not very good, he does not like interpersonal communication and dealing with other people. As a result, he was assigned by the teacher of the National Association to carry out such a task.
He had been to the Department of Gastroenterology at the First Hospital of Beidu when he was studying. However, he was not interested in internal medicine and had little contact with the internal medicine teachers. As for Dr. Fang, he seemed to have forgotten about him.
Doctor Fang and Mr. Lu, a big shot in the National Association of Pharmacy, were classmates, so it was impossible for him to know. It can only be said that every big shot has his own secret network of contacts.
Since he didn’t have Teacher Fang’s personal phone number, Song Xuelin found a senior fellow in the Department of Internal Medicine and called him to ask.
"You came to our hospital?" The other party was predictably surprised when he received the call. "Why didn't I hear that you wanted me to come back to our hospital? Doesn't the National Association want you anymore?"
"No." Song Xuelin broke the other party's fantasy with just two words.
The senior brother muttered, "If you are not coming back to visit us at your alma mater, what do you want to do? You are not here to do work for the National Association, are you?"
Song Xuelin said: "Yes."
Xie Wanying was surprised. She had not expected Dr. Song to be so straightforward.
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