"Feifan, Li Yan doesn't meet your requirements, right?"

Facing Professor Shi Min's direct questioning, Yan Feifan didn't hide it and nodded, "It really doesn't meet my expectations. Teacher, did you notice it?"

Professor Shi sighed lightly: "When I was having lunch together, the boy was full of confidence and talked about his development plan."

"He used his heart, but used the wrong place!"

Yan Feifan chuckled and said, "He is a talented and has ideas, but we are not suitable for him here."

"Teacher, say sorry to him for me!"

Professor Shi nodded and asked again: "Zhou Wen?"

Yan Feifan whispered: "She gave me a good feeling, but it was a bit hasty on Monday, and some questions were not discussed."

"To verify the applicant's situation, she sometimes needs to go on a business trip to do a field investigation. I wonder if she can accept it?"

"I also thought of a staffing problem, which should be difficult to transfer to the hospital for the time being. I guess insurance or something needs to be paid first by another unit."

"Ask another time to talk?" Professor Shi suggested!

Yan Feifan thought about it and said, "Forget it, teacher, just talk to her on the phone, and see if she can accept it."

"Another way, a temporary interview performance doesn't mean anything. The most important thing is to look at long-term performance at work."

After pausing, Yan Feifan said with a serious look on his face: "Teacher, some words need to be made clear to her."

"This position requires dealing with money, and sometimes it involves the life and death of patients, requires strict self-discipline, and strong psychological pressure-bearing ability."

"If she did something that broke through the bottom line, I wouldn't be merciful."

Professor Shi nodded and said, "I will explain what I need to say, as necessary reminders, and I will explain it to her clearly."

Seeing that Yan Feifan decided on this matter, Professor Shi turned to the matter of team evaluation and year-end welfare.

"The hospital asked us to report the evaluation results on Friday, and based on our staff size, we can evaluate an advanced one."

Professor Shi added: "This is the team's advanced level, and we need to give our rewards ourselves."

Yan Feifan was not interested in these trivial matters, so he let Professor Shi take a look at it and deal with it.

"As for the year-end benefits, each person will receive an extra monthly salary, plus a affordable and practical gift worth 5,000 yuan."

"Teacher, you and Accountant Lu are watching and handling..."

Next, the two of them made some discussions on their work arrangements before the Spring Festival.

As get off work approached, an unexpected visitor came to Yan Feifan's office.

Qian Lan, a guzheng player with damaged arm nerves.

Compared with the last time, Yan Feifan discovered that Qian Lan had significantly reduced the clearance, his eye sockets were deep and his cheeks were protruding.

Yan Feifan sighed in his heart, if Aids is diagnosed, the pressure on his body and mind is definitely not very large.

Qian Lan sat down on the multi-functional diagnosis and treatment chair in front of her desk, smiled bitterly, and said, "Doctor Yan, when I came here again, I actually felt like a life of vicissitudes, as if I had a different life."

"Last time I came here, I had a happy family and a respected guzheng player."

"Now, my family is gone, and I have become a sinister who is criticized and despised by others and cannot be avoided by everyone."

Yan Feifan could imagine that most folk bands were involved in the HV virus because of her, and she must be the target of thousands of people.

Yan Feifan asked: "You and Mr. Zhang Xianqiao?"

Qian Lan squeezed out a little bitter smile and said, "He is going through the divorce procedures. He cannot forgive my betrayal, nor can I forgive his cheating, so he can only divorce."

"It's good, I'm relieved."

Qian Lan let out a long sigh, facing Yan Feifan's gaze, and said, "Doctor Yan, now I have no home, no reputation, and I am still betrayal of my relatives."

"Playing the guzheng is my only comfort."

"Doctor Yan, are you willing to do arm nerve transplantation for me, Aids patient, to restore my performance skills to the same old age?"

this……

It is not impossible to perform surgery on aids patients.

The hospital has a set of quite strict anti-infection measures and regulations for this situation.

During the operation, you should strictly follow the precautionary regulations and there will be no problems.

But no one can guarantee that there will be no in case, not to mention that during surgery, the scalpel and surgical scissors are scratching.

Yan Feifan also knew that the probability of this intent was very small, but is it really necessary to take this risk?

Suddenly realizing his hesitation and concern, Yan Feifan couldn't help but laugh at himself.

He always thinks he is a pure doctor who will stand up in the face of patients no matter what the situation is.

But unexpectedly, just a small Hiv virus made me feel backward.

This made him realize that he was not as fearless as he imagined when he was in a dangerous situation.

This hero is really not something that can be used as a casual hero.

Yan Feifan, who was deeply moved in his heart, looked at Qian Lan and noticed that the expected light in her eyes was slowly fading away bit by bit.

"Ms. Qian, I said when I first met that this nerve segmentation of the body's nourishment and replantation cannot guarantee that you will recover as before!"

"Especially musical performance, it requires extremely high quality and sensitivity to finger manipulation."

Seeing that Yan Feifan did not refuse, Qian Lan felt hope ignited in his heart.

She said anxiously: "I know, I know. Since it is an implant surgery, there will inevitably be certain damage."

"But with your ability, you will recover from nine out of 100, at least there is no problem, right?"

"I don't expect to go to the big stage to perform for the audience in this situation now."

"I just want to entertain myself at home. If possible in the future, I hope to be able to do teaching and teach a few students who love Guzheng."

Seeing that she was still full of desire for life, Yan Feifan nodded gently and said, "If you insist, then come to the hospital for nerve segmentation surgery on Friday."

"I need to remind you..."

Facing Qian Lan with a happy face, Yan Feifan said solemnly: "For the pain after nerve segmentation, there is no other effective pain relief method except for neuronal anesthesia with significant side effects."

"And the nerves you need to divide will be much longer. One or two weeks after the operation will be very difficult."

Qian Lan reached out and pointed his chest and said, "Doctor Yan, for me, no matter how severe the physical pain is, it is not as good as one-tenth of the pain that is uncomfortable here."

Yan Feifan smiled and said, "Ms. Qian, you have the opportunity to experience and compare yourself."

"Hope, you can easily get through..."

After seeing Qian Lan off, Yan Feifan also came to get off work time.

He packed his desk, left the office, walked out of the Little Red Building, and left the affiliated hospital in a cayenne car.

However, the car drove into the driveway home for a while, like a snail, so slow that it was crazy.

Yan Feifan passed through the front windshield and saw that the vehicles in front were lined up and could not see the end at first sight.

"What's wrong? An accident happened before?"

Duan Yu, who was driving, replied: "What I learned is that the traffic control in front is only allowed to pass back and forth between two lanes."

"It was said that an emergency occurred. Someone stood on the roof of the roadside building and wanted to jump off the building."

"Jump off the building?"

Yan Feifan repeated it again, and couldn't help but be curious and asked, "Is this a different appeal? Or is it to force you to die, or is it really determined to die?"

Duan Yu followed Yan Feifan's appearance, rolled his eyelids and said, "Doctor Yan, do you think I will know?"
Chapter completed!