When Sun Lianzhong thought of this, he aroused the idea of ​​making friends with Ye Fengyun.

Although Ye Fengyun was only a young man, Sun Lianzhong did not look down upon him at all.

With Ye Fengyun's medical skills, he knew that it was only a matter of time before he became famous.

Therefore, he felt that it would only be good for him if he made friends earlier!

Just as Sun Lianzhong was thinking, his cell phone rang.

When he saw that it was an old friend calling, as soon as he answered the call, he said: "Old Qin, what's the matter?... Oh, you said my mother's illness? My mother's illness is cured, completely cured!"

Lao Qin's surprised voice came from the other side of the phone: "Congratulations! I heard that it was you who invited Dr. Wang, the fatal needle doctor. I must have said that it was Mr. Wang who cured my aunt's disease, right?"

"Old Miracle Doctor Wang? Haha! Bullshit Old Miracle Doctor Wang!" Sun Lianzhong looked annoyed, showing a trace of disdain, and said: "Old Qin, let me tell you, the one who cured my mother's disease was another miracle doctor! This miracle doctor is better than Elder Wang.

The miracle doctor is much more powerful!"

"Oh? Is this person even more powerful than Dr. Wang? Who is his name? I also want to pay my respects. As you know, my daughter's illness..."

"Okay! This miracle doctor's surname is Ye and his given name is Fengyun! I will help you contact him when there is a chance."

"Okay! Thank you very much! Then I will come to visit my aunt."

"Okay, come on!"

…

Besides, after Huang Bida sent Ye Fengyun to the location, he immediately rushed back to Shuguang Hospital.

When he returned to the hospital, he immediately went to see the director, Zhang Huatao.

Dean Zhang is also a well-known doctor and has a certain influence in the province.

However, Shuguang Hospital has reached a bottleneck in its development. In terms of talent, it is not as good as the First People's Hospital.

When it comes to medical equipment, it’s not as good as the Second People’s Hospital.

So I can only live in the third position.

Shuguang is in this awkward position, which makes Zhang Huatao, who still wants to take a step up, feel a little melancholy.

He wants talent now!

Real talent!

In order to obtain talents, he went through various relationships, offered high salaries and benefits, and invited domestic experts to serve in the hospital, but all he received was basically a rejection.

Moreover, what worries President Zhang the most is that although our hospital is also a tertiary hospital, the number of cases that can overcome stubborn diseases and treat well is less than half that of the Second People's Hospital.

Nowadays, when people have a serious illness, they almost don’t come to Shuguang Hospital. They say Shuguang Hospital is bullshit Shuguang and should be called Black Light...

"Hey, what should I do?"

Zhang Huatao sighed melancholy in the office. He is no longer young this year, he is fifty-six years old.

In a special country like China, where there is so much ups and downs, if he can't figure out anything in the past two years, he will not be able to get promoted and will have to go home to retire.

Just when he was sighing and melancholy, Huang Bida came.

Huang Bida is his student.

He is also a student he values ​​​​very much. In his early forties, he is already the director of an important department in this college.

Huang Bida knocked on the door and entered the dean's office, calling respectfully: "Master."

When Zhang Huatao saw it was Huang Bida, he smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

"Master, let me tell you the truth, I am here to recommend a talent to you." Huang Bida said with a smile.

"Talent?"

Zhang Huatao's face was filled with joy. He knew that his student was very capable, but his vision was extremely high. What he could call a talent was definitely not an ordinary person.
Chapter completed!