"Ding... Congratulations to the host joint replacement skill for reaching the intermediate level through independent learning..."

Fang Han had just finished another operation, and a system prompt sound rang in his mind.

"Is this intermediate?"

Fang Han was a little surprised and went to the system panel to check it out. Sure enough, the experience value of the joint replacement skill had reached 500,000, reaching the intermediate level.

Fang Han was indeed surprised by the junior level upgrade. You should know that Fang Han hadn't undergone joint replacement surgery for a while, and he only did it occasionally in Jiang Intermediate People's Court. Before coming to Fengzhou, his joint replacement experience value was only over 100,000 yuan at most. Is this an intermediate level?

After being stunned, Fang Han felt relieved. It is actually reasonable to improve his skills quickly now.

Before the junior level, he was completely uneducated, and this process was relatively difficult. However, from the junior level to the intermediate level, the most common thing is a more proficient process. In addition, his extrahepatic and heart levels actually indirectly make him more comfortable in joint replacement surgery.

Although joint replacement surgery is an orthopedic surgery, there are some aspects that are connected and helpful.

For example, Fang Han does not have gastrectomy now, but if he wants to learn it now, it is actually much simpler than learning joint replacement at the beginning, because Fang Han’s basic operations are already quite powerful, and what he lacks is actually some understanding of gastrectomy. If someone brings them, Fang Han will be able to get started easily.

Fang Han looked at the system panel while waiting for the system's follow-up prompts. But after waiting for a long time, he didn't wait for the follow-up. The system only prompted and then disappeared.

"System, where is the reward?" Fang Han couldn't help asking.

"What reward?" the system asked mechanically.

"Is there no reward for the skill being promoted to intermediate level?" Fang Han was stunned: "You stolen the reward?"

"Have the system said there are rewards?"

Fang Han was stunned again, as if he had never said that last time his skills reached the primary level, which was a temporary task released by the system, but it was indeed not released this time.

"Where is the return worship point?" Fang Han asked again.

Without rewards, there will always be a return worship point or skill point, right?

"Joint replacement is not a system to redeem skills, and skill points and worship points are not returned." The system replied again.

"mmp..." Fang Han was depressed, no reward, no skill points were returned, then you can't tell me, it made me excited for nothing, and I thought there was any reward.

"Doctor Fang, you're tired."

The nurse on the side saw Fang Han walking down the operating table, hurriedly came over and handed Fang Han a bottle of water.

"Thanks."

Fang Han thanked him, unscrewed the bottle cap and took two sips.

The operation has reached its end now, and Tang Senqiang is finishing the end, and the nurses are idle. The circuit nurses are standing next to Fang Han, without leaving, and asked Fang Han in a quiet voice: "Doctor Fang, I heard you are planning to go back in the past two days?"

"Well, I've been in Fengzhou for a while, and it's time to go back."

Fang Han nodded. The operation in Fengzhou Arthritis Department really needs to be performed, but there is actually no end to complete it. If he is really willing to stay, he can actually do it for a long time, but Fang Han is already planning to leave.

One is that the copy of Fengzhou Provincial Orthopedic Hospital has basically been cleared. The temporary tasks recognized by the industry are basically no room for improvement here. Now the task progress is almost close to 600. Since the last medical meeting, it has increased by more than 100. At Fengzhou Provincial Orthopedic Hospital, it has almost reached its limit.

Of course, if Fang Han is willing to go to other departments, he will actually have some increase, but there is no need.

It’s not bad to be greedy. If it weren’t for a copy card, Fang Han actually didn’t have much energy to learn other things. He had already spent a lot of energy on learning joint replacement. Therefore, Fang Han doesn’t plan to learn anything else anymore, and he doesn’t plan to redeem the copy card with worship points. If you are lucky enough to draw a copy card in the future, then choose the skills you need to copy.

Two, the joint replacement skill has reached the intermediate level, which is quite a gain for Fang Han. If you want to improve it, it will not take ten days or half a month. Since that is the case, it will not be of great significance to continue to stay.

"Dr. Fang, you have done such a good joint replacement surgery, why don't you stay in our hospital?" The nurse was a little disappointed. Dr. Fang is such a handsome doctor, leaving someone for a lifetime.

"Doctor Fang is more powerful in other aspects. Our hospital cannot retain Dr. Fang, the big Buddha."

Tang Senqiang finished the finishing, walked over and interrupted.

When Fang Han came two years ago, even Qu Zhongqiang had the intention to leave Fang Han, but now, their bone wound hospital can no longer tolerate Fang Han's big Buddha.

Fang Han is not only doing good joint replacement surgery, but also doing better liver and heart surgery. Compared with joint replacement surgery, they are at the bottom. Fengzhou Orthopedic Hospital is a specialized hospital. There is no extrahepatic or extrahepatic surgery. Fang Han really wants to stay, and his other skills are almost useless.

The nurse looked at Dr. Tang with disgust and asked you to interrupt, which was annoying.

.........

Shangfeng Fengyuan Hotel, the electronic screen above the entrance of the hotel scrolls: "Welcome to the grand meeting of the Provincial Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine Associations to be held in my hotel."

The hotel lobby is close to the door, and there is a sign-in place. Early in the morning, just after eight o'clock, the directors arrived one after another.

The board meeting was limited to the attendance of the Fengzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. There were 39 directors and 17 executive directors of the Fengzhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Association. Most of the people who can be elected as directors in the association are very famous experts in the Xinglin community in Fengzhou Province. They are either the director or vice president of a hospital, the director of a department of a hospital, or the famous famous.

"Oh, Mr. Hou, long time no see!"

"Director Han, long time no see."

Some directors who hadn't seen each other for a long time were greeting each other. As soon as Hou Zhongshi arrived at the door of the hotel, he met Han Keyun, the deputy director of the Municipal Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Han Keyun hurried forward and shook his hands.

"Mr. Hou is still in good health." Han Keyun said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm only in my sixties, and I'm not seventy years old or eighty years old." Hou Zhongshi smiled.

"What Mr. Hou said is."

Han Keyun smiled and said, "Mr. Hou, please."

"Director Han is polite, let's go together."

Hou Zhongshi smiled. The two of them were planning to enter the hotel together. Han Keyun saw another acquaintance: "Director Lei is here."

"Director Han, Mr. Hou!"

Lei Junfeng walked forward with a smile and shook hands with the two of them.

"Director Lei doesn't look very energetic and doesn't have a good rest at night?" Han Keyun asked with a smile.

"It's okay, the hospital has a lot of things recently, so I've been a little busy." Lei Junfeng smiled.

"Director Lei is combined with the pillars of the hospital, so you must pay attention to your body." Han Keyun's tone had a little flattering meaning.

The vice president of the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is really not as glorious as the director of the hospital's major department.

"Director Han was joking."

Lei Junfeng smiled, still feeling a little satisfied.

"Please please, Director Lei."

Han Keyun smiled and asked Lei Junfeng and Hou Zhongshi to walk ahead. He was a little behind. The three of them entered the hotel with laughter and laughter.

At the hotel sign-in, two young clerks sat behind the table. Director Zhou stood beside him and was greeting someone. When he saw Hou Zhongshi and the other two coming in, he hurriedly greeted: "Old Hou, Director Han."

"Director Zhou!"

Hou Zhongshi and Han Keyun hurriedly greeted him, and Lei Junfeng also greeted him dryly.

However, there was no Lei Junfeng in Director Zhou's eyes at all, and he smiled and said, "Old Hou, President Han, come, sign first."

As he said that, Director Zhou also greeted the clerk: "Get pens for Mr. Hou and Dean Han, there is no strength at all."

Han Keyun didn't care much at the beginning of the period, but now he noticed that Director Zhou seemed to have objections to Lei Junfeng. He ignored Lei Junfeng twice in a row.

Of course, when I noticed it, Han Keyun was not easy to ask or say, so he went up to sign it.

When Hou Zhongshi and Han Keyun signed, Director Zhou smiled and said, "It's still early. Mr. Hou and Dean Han can sit in the hall for a while. There is also a reception room upstairs, with tea and snacks."

"Thank you, Director Zhou." Han Keyun and Hou Zhongshi hurriedly thanked.

Lei Junfeng next to him was quite embarrassed, but he still went up to sign and signed. Director Zhou ignored Lei Junfeng. There was no ceremony for signing in, just a form, just signing his name on it. It doesn’t matter whether Director Zhou is here or not.

However, Director Zhou was right next to him. Just now, Lei Junfeng came in with Han Keyun and Hou Zhongshi again. Director Zhou only greeted Han Keyun and Hou Zhongshi, but ignored Lei Junfeng, which formed a very obvious contrast.

Among the three men, Hou Zhongshi, Han Keyun and Lei Junfeng, Lei Junfeng is the one with the most real power. After all, Hou Zhongshi has retired and is now rehired. And he is a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in a prefecture-level city like Haifeng. Han Keyun is only the deputy director of the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. The Luzhu is really not as good as Lei Junfeng, the department director who combines the hospital, but Director Zhou ignored Lei Junfeng at all.

Lei Junfeng signed up and walked over. The three of them sat down a little further. Han Keyun asked in a low voice: "Director Lei, you and Director Zhou..."

"There are some misunderstandings. Director Zhou is not very sensible, you know it." Lei Junfeng explained softly. They are all doctors. Director Zhou is in the system. If his relatives are far and near, Director Zhou is actually far away. Some people in private occasionally talk about Director Zhou. This person is not very sensible, and many people know it.

Han Keyun smiled and whispered: "Director Lei, too. Why are you making a misunderstanding with Director Zhou? It's not necessary to find an opportunity to have a meal."

Lei Junfeng smiled, and he knew there was no need, but wasn't that the boss at that time, and he didn't give him face to Director Zhou.

At this time, there were several directors sitting in the lobby, in groups of three or five. Someone looked at Lei Junfeng from a distance and whispered: "Director Lei doesn't know how he offended Fang Haoyang from the Jiang Intermediate Court. Have you read the post from Xinglin Garden? That speech is really sharp."

Lei Junfeng and the other two entered the lounge and someone greeted him. Most of the 39 directors were familiar with each other and had dealt with them some.

Someone with Lei Junfeng had a good relationship. While no one was paying attention, he gently pulled Lei Junfeng to the side and asked in a low voice: "Old Lei, when did you offend Fang Haoyang?"

"Fang Haoyang?" Lei Junfeng was stunned, not understanding.

"Fang Haoyang from the Emergency Department of Jiang Intermediate People's Hospital." The other party reminded.

"I didn't offend me, I didn't even know him." Lei Junfeng was still a little confused. When the other party reminded him, he knew who Fang Haoyang was, but he had never seen him before. He had never seen him before, let alone offend him.

"Look at this."

The other party opened Xinglin Garden and handed his cell phone to Lei Junfeng.

Lei Junfeng was stunned at first, and then looked carefully. The more he looked, the ugly his face became. When he saw behind, Lei Junfeng's face was already ashen and his fists were clenched.

The paralyzed Fang Haoyang, Dog-Damn, I'm digging your ancestral grave, so cruel?

Some of the previous words are fine, which means that Lei Junfeng’s so-called arguments are nonsense. Although this is annoying, it’s okay, but later, Fang Haoyang’s words are becoming increasingly unpleasant.

"As a Chinese medicine practitioner, you do not distinguish between the deficiency and the excess, and do not understand the heat sweat. A prescription will conquer the world. What is this? This is a murder for money, this is extremely irresponsible to patients. Life is short. As a doctor, as a Chinese medicine practitioner, you still have to take root in the clinical practice and study the classics carefully... If a person only knows how to take advantage of opportunities and fraud in his whole life, how can society progress, how can medicine progress, and why does the "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" come from?"

"Why are traditional Chinese medicine being questioned for more than 3,000 years old? It is precisely because of the actions of such opportunistic people who are full of tricks, unclear dialectics and unclear prescriptions, which leads to patients gradually losing confidence in traditional Chinese medicine. Such people are in harmony with it..."
To be continued...