"It's the parents of that young man." Di Wei said in a muffled voice: "The parents of that young man insisted on asking him what disease his child had. My tutor told them that it was caused by sharp-wet-wart-sharp, but they couldn't understand it, and insisted on asking. In the end, my tutor told them that your child had sexual-illness, and the result was that my tutor was beaten and had four teeth and had a concussion. The doctor was an angel? Haha, who treated angels like this? The demons in hell?"

After hearing his words, the scene became silent.

Di Wei said in a muffled voice: "Now I have been suspended for investigation, and my years of hard work have been wasted. But what is the point of investigation? Why did Zhou Chun look for me? Didn't he just want his medical equipment to enter the municipal hospital? But I am just an emergency department doctor. He just wants to talk to my father through me? But what kind of person is my father? The "golden sign" of the municipal hospital, but now? The annual income is only one million! Don't think that this is a lot. My father has been in the hospital for the rest of his life, and his medical skills are very good. If he wants, he can add more zeros! And the money he donates every year is even more astronomical! How could he let an inappropriate photon knife enter the hospital for money?"

Yang Meng curled her lips and said, "According to what you said, your father has become a 'saint'. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that the annoying little old man would have such glory! So you are also a little 'rich second generation'."

Di Wei said speechlessly: "You accumulate virtue! That's my father after all." After that, he shook his head again: "Okay, you're right. Sometimes I think my father and his old friends are all happy to become 'saints', but they can't use their own moral standards to demand their children? They are old and don't have high requirements for life, but what about us? We want to buy a house, buy a car, marry and have children! You say I'm a little 'rich second generation'? Let me say that, if my father really dies, he donates all his property, I believe it! Anyway, he leaves a lot of inheritance for me? I don't believe it even if I beat it to death!"

After hearing this, Yang Meng and others laughed at each other. Yang Meng pointed at Di Wei and said, "Brother, you said that I have accumulated virtue, you are more poisonous than me! You have started to curse your father to die?"

Di Wei shrugged and said, "That's my father. I can complain, you can't. Let me tell you, this is a good thing. My friend is even more unlucky. Mr. Yang, you may know him too."

"Who? I know each other?" Yang Meng asked in confusion.

Di Wei nodded and said, "Didn't you say you know Dean Pan?"

Yang Meng said with a nod, "Pan Anguo, right?"

"The friend I mentioned is Uncle Pan's son, three years older than me, and he is also a 'second-generation medical practitioner'. My son inherited his father's business and was a master of orthopedic surgery in Uncle Pan, so my friend is also in orthopedic surgery, right in our hospital. Now he has been promoted to deputy chief doctor." Di Wei said.

After hearing this, Yang Meng was stunned and said, "Such a young deputy chief doctor? He is worthy of being the dean's son!"

Di Wei curled his lips and said, "Don't think so. My buddy is well-known to Uncle Pan. Now he is the orthopedic department of the municipal hospital!"

Yang Meng asked in confusion: "What's the bad luck for him? According to your statement, it should be fine to earn 400,000 or 500,000 a year when he was promoted to deputy chief doctor, right? In addition, it's an orthopedic surgeon, and it's so awesome, and it's not a problem to earn one million yuan in annual salary, right?"

Di Wei smiled bitterly and said, "There is no problem in theory, but who made him Uncle Pan's son? Uncle Pan is the dean, and Uncle Pan is unaware of his income? Every time I get a salary, it is when my buddy cries--------I let my Uncle Pan pass the money!"

"What does it mean?" Yang Meng asked in confusion.

Di Wei said: "I just said that every department of our hospital has a fund for patients who run orders or cannot afford to pay? The big donor of the orthopedic fund is my buddy! Uncle Pan donated all his money in addition to his salary and subsidized surgical expenses and overtime pay. Now, the deputy chief doctor, less than 20,000 yuan a month, has become the lowest income person in the country for deputy chief doctors of orthopedics at provincial-level tertiary hospitals, and no one is there!"

Yang Meng whistled, was the income of more than 10,000 yuan?

The answer is: It's so fucking low!

Five years of junior college, three years of master's degree and two years of doctoral degree, how many decades do you have in your life? In addition to the clinical working time, you finally managed to be an associate chief doctor but couldn't make money? Isn't this too sad?

"He won't resist?" Yang Meng asked in confusion.

Di Wei shook his head and said, "What are you resisting? Uncle Pan said: I sent you to study medicine not to make money, just eat and drink enough! My buddy is a filial son again, so the end result is just like that. Now my buddy is looking forward to Uncle Pan's retirement every day. You say that my father and others are all 'saints', with high self-requirements and high moral standards, but we should take into account those of us who have low ideological awareness, right?"

Yang Meng smiled and said, "You should tell your father not to tell us these words."

"What's the use of saying it?" Di Wei said speechlessly: "What's the use of having such a father? If someone else said that, I could say that they were talking nonsense on the moral commanding heights, but they did it themselves, what's the way we do? Why can't we change my father?"

"You can't change your father, but you can change your hospital!" Long Teng said.

Di Wei shook his head: "It's been changed long ago! You underestimate the energy of these old men! We are all monkeys in the hands of Buddha Tathagata, and we can't escape their palms! The biggest expectation for us now is that they retire early. Alas, I don't have to consider those now. I can't tell you how to arrange this suspension after I go back in the future. I don't even dare to answer the call from my father! After the suspension notice, my father grabbed me with a stick all over the hospital, and insisted on breaking my legs!"

Duan Bowen smiled when he heard this and said, "Doctor Di, don't worry about these things. Uncle Long called Dean Pan to ask for a doctor to come here, and Dean Pan directly recommended you. They spoke very strictly, but they still care about you in their hearts."

Long Teng said: "If you are so miserable in the hospital, just come to me. Our Longyun Fitness has its own medical department, you are an emergency department doctor, and the most we face is emergencies. You are definitely the most suitable here! The treatment is definitely much better than you in the hospital. Of course, I am not a professional position here, I can only attract people by relying on high salaries."

Duan Bowen said: "I don't think this is a problem. It has been a foregone conclusion that public hospitals and universities at or above the county level have been cancelled. Now some places have begun to implement it, so this should not be a reason for Dr. Di to make things difficult. So Dr. Di, just stay here!"

After hearing this, Di Wei hesitated there and had to say that he was really moved.

Yang Meng coughed twice at this time: "Doctor Di, what are you here for today?" After hearing Yang Meng's question, everyone came to their senses. Di Wei came to see Yang Meng's doctor, but after coming here, he encountered Long Teng and Bai Ze were injured, so he helped treat it.

Later, they chatted so hard that they all forgot what Di Wei was here for!

Di Wei finally recovered. His purpose of coming today was to treat Yang Meng! As a result, he had been chatting for a long time and actually forgot about this!

He looked up and down at Yang Meng and said, "When I came, Uncle Pan told me that you should have had multiple fractures, but I think your current behavior is not like a fracture."

Yang Meng pointed at herself and said, "It is true that there are many fractures on her body, but I can only grit my teeth!"

Di Wei laughed: "Mr. Yang, don't tease me, okay? The fracture patient is not like you now."

Yang Meng said, "Just check it!"

Di Wei walked to Yang Meng: "Where did you think there was a fracture?"

Yang Meng thought for a while: "According to my guess, there are at least seven or eight places, and my right arm is broken."

Di Wei looked at Yang Meng's right hand holding the cigarette and moved calmly, and no matter how he looked, he didn't look like he had a fracture.

However, due to the doctor's expertise, he still said: "Can you take off your tops easily? I'll check it out!"

Yang Meng took off her cycling suit, took off her sweaty clothes, and extended her arms in front of Di Wei.

Di Wei whistled: "I really don't want to deal with you people. They will be shirtless when they disagree. Just to show that your muscles look good? Are you amazing at eight pack abdominal muscles? I have them too!"

Yang Meng smiled and said, "Look at what you said, who doesn't have abdominal muscles? I have a buddy named Lobster. He has two abdominal muscles for more than 200 pounds - one on top and one on the bottom."

Di Wei pulled Yang Meng's arm: "I really don't know how you guys practice it! Let me check it... Well? Is there subcutaneous blood stasis? Local swelling and purple..." He tapped his fingers on several parts of Yang Meng's arms with his fingers, and his face suddenly became serious.

Duan Bowen saw this scene and asked quickly: "Doctor Di, is there any problem with Mr. Yang?"

Di Wei nodded with a grim expression: "Mr. Yang does have a fracture on his body, which should be very painful, right? But from Mr. Yang's performance, there is nothing wrong with it! Mr. Yang's ability to endure pain is beyond my imagination!"

After saying that, he observed Yang Meng's body and found that there were many subcutaneous blood stasis on Yang Meng's body. After a closer look, he saw that there were more than seven or eight fractures. How could he persist?

Long Teng asked in confusion: "Master, how did you get hurt?"

Yang Meng said helplessly: "Is there any need to ask? Let's fight!"

"What?" Long Teng and Bai Ze shouted in unison.

"Someone beat you like this? How long have you been hitting?" Bai Ze asked.

Yang Meng stretched out a finger: "He only used one move and I became like this!"

"Hiss." Long Teng and Bai Ze took a breath together. When they looked at Yang Meng's expression, they didn't seem to be joking. I'll go! Are there such strong people in the world?
Chapter completed!