OBS Chapter 122 gave us way too much!
Chapter 122 gave us way too much!
Chapter 122 gave us way too much!
In the lounge, the round lights were bright but not glaring.
Six people are sitting around a table.
There were six disposable cups, all full of water.
Guo Ziyuan only recognized two of them.
Directors Zhou Yong and Zhou Minbo.
Guo Ziyuan did not recognize the other three.
After taking their seats, Zhou Minbo said, "Director Zhou Yong, thank you for bringing us here. Please go ahead with your business."
This is clearly an attempt to get rid of Zhou Yong.
Zhou Yong replied casually, "It's alright, Director Zhou, I don't have to be on duty today."
"Director Zhou Yong? Director Qu and I have something to discuss with Xiao Guo," Zhou Minbo emphasized again.
Zhou Yong retorted sharply, "Director Zhou Minbo, if your matter is particularly important, please go back to your office to discuss it!"
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Please make yourself at home.
Are you kidding me? This is the emergency room, not the radiology department.
Even if Director Qu is a professor and director of the Department of Radiology at the Provincial People's Hospital, he has no right to swagger around here.
If I respectfully call you Professor Qu, but disrespectfully call you a dog, what are you going to do about it?
Are you trying to kick me out of my house?
Just as Zhou Minbo was about to say something, Guo Ziyuan spoke up first: "Director Zhou Yong, what exactly are Director Zhou Minbo and the other teachers here for?"
"Did you call them?"
Zhou Yong shook his head this time: "Not this time!"
"This is Professor Qu, the director of the Department of Radiology at your provincial People's Hospital. The other two are also from your hospital."
Guo Ziyuan immediately understood: "Oh, so you're a teacher from the Provincial People's Hospital. Hello, Teacher Qu."
"I am Guo Ziyuan from the orthopedics department."
Only then did Director Qu ask in a particularly gentle voice, "Xiao Guo, I brought a few films with me today and would like you to take a look."
As they were talking, a young man and a middle-aged man next to Director Qu were about to take out the film.
"I'm not watching!~"
Guo Ziyuan didn't play by the rules at all: "Teacher Qu, I'm not watching."
"If you can't even tell the difference in a film, then I certainly can't either."
"If you could see the diagnosis clearly, it wouldn't be my place, Xiao Guo, to correct it."
"This is pointless."
Professor Qu probably understood what Guo Ziyuan meant, and his voice turned serious: "Take a look first."
"Dr. Guo, take a look. Director Qu came specifically for you." A young man handed Guo Ziyuan a medical record.
Guo Ziyuan didn't reach out; he just stared intently at Professor Qu.
Professor Qu, quick-witted, said, "Xiao Guo, it's okay if you can't read it. Read as much as you can."
Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "Teacher Qu, please don't force me."
"I'm just a PhD student right now. How could I possibly watch the films you gave me?"
"Those are things only professors are qualified to do."
Guo Ziyuan is an expert at using the tactic of retreating to advance.
"So that's all you're capable of? I thought you were really something."
"If he doesn't want to look, then let's go."
"Seeking fame and fortune."
"Zhou Minbo, you should be more careful—" Professor Qu made a move to get up and leave.
Guo Ziyuan immediately stood up: "Teacher Qu, take care!"
"Let me see you off."
Qu Yaomin's expression and body froze.
Neither the strategy of retreating to advance nor the tactic of provoking Guo Ziyuan worked.
He then looked at Guo Ziyuan: "Dr. Guo, what's wrong with you?"
"It's just showing you a movie."
Guo Ziyuan said frankly, "Professor Qu, my teacher called me before you came!"
"There's no need."
"I wouldn't dare waste your time!"
"Just ignore me and don't cause any misunderstandings later."
Qu Yaomin came here for just that one thing.
"Don't you want to hear what I want to talk to you about?" Qu Yaomin suddenly asked.
"Not even a little bit curious?"
Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "Teacher Qu, I am a surgeon."
"I know you're a surgeon, you don't need to emphasize that."
"But isn't being a doctor just about earning money to support your family?" Qu Yaomin said.
"Tell me, how many do you want?"
"How much salary can your orthopedics department offer you, and what kind of benefits?"
"Would two million be enough for the signing fee?"
"After you graduate, I'll apply for a special pathway for you to be promoted directly to associate professor?"
Qu Yaomin's words made Zhou Minbo, Zhou Yong, and others' faces twitch, clearly indicating that they found the offer very tempting.
The signing fee is two million, meaning you get two million just for signing.
Even after taxes, he would still receive over a million yuan, which would be several years' worth of salary even if Guo Ziyuan got a job at the Provincial People's Hospital.
Guo Ziyuan's expression remained unchanged: "Teacher Qu, this isn't about money or treatment."
"I want to be a surgeon."
After being reborn, Guo Ziyuan will either not become a doctor, or he will become a better surgeon. He will absolutely not go into internal medicine or radiology.
What's the point of just watching movies all day long?
Even if he is very good at it, Guo Ziyuan still thinks that surgery is more interesting.
Indeed, if Guo Ziyuan really had such a sum of money, he could buy some stocks or gold.
Guo Ziyuan didn't understand many things, but he still remembered the famous companies and events from his previous life.
By simply throwing this money into the system, and as long as the overall direction isn't completely wrong, Guo Ziyuan can achieve personal financial freedom on a small scale.
"Three million!" Qu Yaomin didn't bother with empty talk with Guo Ziyuan.
"As long as you prove your ability, you will be the academic leader of imaging medicine in Hubei Province."
Guo Ziyuan's eyelids twitched: "Teacher Qu, this isn't about money."
"Four million!" Qu Yaomin emphasized after saying that.
"Xiao Guo, you're still young. Don't just treat money as a number."
"Four million, that's a number you can't even imagine, a number you can't even dream of."
Even seasoned professors and renowned doctors won't spend more than this amount when changing jobs!
Guo Ziyuan remained adamant: "Teacher Qu, this isn't about money."
"My stance is very clear."
Qu Yaomin chuckled and sighed, "You're really loyal!"
"To Wu Jianguo, you're only worth 700,000."
"Here, I'll give you four million, and you must remain loyal to him."
"That's kind of funny."
Qu Yaomin's tricks were still seen through by Guo Ziyuan.
Guo Ziyuan gave Qu Yaomin a bottom line: "Teacher Qu, you don't need to tell me these things."
"Director Wu is too high and mighty to notice me, and I have nothing to do with him."
"If you can really buy out my teacher with money, then I'll truly admire you."
"What you mean by saying you bought out Director Wu for a certain amount of money is meaningless!"
"Teacher Qu, I'm so sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing."
"Have you eaten yet? If not, I can treat you to a simple meal after I get off work."
Guests are welcome.
Talking about personnel matters is like talking about business.
Even if the transaction is not completed, goodwill still matters.
Qu Yaomin laughed again: "Are you going to treat me to something?"
"Can you afford to treat me to the food I want to eat?"
"It's not that I'm looking down on you, but you don't even know what four million means, and you can't possibly have forty thousand yuan on you."
"But I can tell you—"
When Qu Yaomin was about to explain things to Guo Ziyuan, Guo Ziyuan said, "Four million can buy a car and a house in Wuhan."
"It's my salary for the next ten or even several decades."
"In the future—with this salary, I still need to live, cover expenses, and manage social relationships. I could never save enough in my entire life."
"I really can't come up with 40,000 yuan."
"I can't afford to treat you to the meal you want, Teacher Qu, so I can only do what I can."
"I've done my best. If you're not satisfied, that's your problem."
"This is just a token of my appreciation!" Guo Ziyuan replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.
Qu Yaomin interrupted again: "Five million. I strongly recommend that you do whatever you want. This is my limit."
"I can guarantee that you will be promoted in the shortest possible time. I will use all my strength to push you to the top."
"This is something no one in your orthopedics department can do."
"I did this only to fulfill my mentor's last wish —"
"Even the Provincial People's Hospital doesn't have many staff who would dare to offer you such generous terms."
Guo Ziyuan spoke with some personal emotion this time: "Teacher Qu, I've said it before, this isn't about money."
"This is my heartfelt gift!"
"There are many people who are richer than my family, who dress better, eat better, and have better family backgrounds than me, but I have never run to other people's homes to claim a father."
"Even if I go, others might not want me, so I won't go."
"That's my attitude!"
"No discussion!"
After saying that, Guo Ziyuan glanced at Zhou Minbo and said, "I didn't invite you here, and I'm not familiar with Director Zhou."
Qu Yaomin laughed: "Dr. Guo, do you even know what you're refusing?"
"I rejected my benefactor, I rejected the path to success that you understand and believe I should take."
Guo Ziyuan shook his head, his voice crisp: "However, Teacher Qu, I believe you also know that regardless of whether I agree to your conditions or not."
"I can still be a doctor. My abilities are still mine, and I can still use them."
"Moreover, even if my skills no longer improve, this level is sufficient for my role as a surgeon."
"Therefore, Director Qu, Professor Qu, you can't threaten me either."
What does this mean? Does it mean you're going to blacklist me?
But can you really ban them?
If Guo Ziyuan were truly just a simple master's student, an ordinary person, Professor Qu could easily ruin his career with a single phone call.
But Guo Ziyuan is no longer just someone you see on the street.
If Professor Qu really made the phone call to blacklist Guo Ziyuan, the likely outcome will be that he becomes a laughing stock in the industry!
Or perhaps, the trauma surgery department of the Provincial People's Hospital will become a laughing stock.
Qu Yaomin couldn't possibly have one hand covering up the entire Chinese medical community, could he?
Where can Guo Ziyuan not become a doctor?
Having the system is a blessing from heaven, and Guo Ziyuan can manage it himself.
Upon hearing this, Qu Yaomin looked at Guo Ziyuan from top to bottom, left to right, and inside to outside.
Then she laughed again: "You're even more stubborn than I thought."
"Okay, I give up. Name your terms!"
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"The initiative is entirely yours."
Guo Ziyuan smiled and said, "Then I'll really bring it up?"
"I hope you, Professor Qu, can leave peacefully, and that we can part amicably without disturbing each other."
"This is both Dr. Guo Ziyuan's plea and Guo Ziyuan's request as a medical student at the Provincial People's Hospital."
"It was also at the request of Guo Ziyuan, a graduate student at Han City University."
Qu Yaomin's expression froze.
Guo Ziyuan has also started coding.
Moral blackmail!
Guo Ziyuan's methods are no less sophisticated than Qu Yaomin's.
At the individual level, at the hospital level, and then down to the school level.
A person's identity is the sum total of their social relationships.
Guo Ziyuan is not only a doctor, but also a master's student at the Provincial People's Hospital and a graduate student at Wuhan University.
"Director Qu!" As soon as Guo Ziyuan said this, the young man and middle-aged man who came with Qu Yaomin changed their expressions and reminded Qu Yaomin.
Whether Guo Ziyuan's words were accidental or intentional is irrelevant.
Guo Ziyuan, who dares to speak like this, is definitely not someone to be trifled with!
At this time, you must not say anything carelessly.
Guo Ziyuan's understanding is completely different from that of ordinary doctoral and master's students.
Qu Yaomin thought for a moment and then said, "Okay, I promise you."
"Can I make a few more requests?"
"Go ahead!" Guo Ziyuan nodded in agreement.
"Watch these films I brought—" Qu Yaomin once again used a feigned retreat to advance.
Guo Ziyuan: "Professor Qu, this is meaningless."
"Never mind whether it's meaningful to me or not, I just want to know the answer." Qu Yaomin seemed to be playing a trick that Guo Ziyuan hadn't anticipated.
"This is simply a peer exchange."
Guo Ziyuan suddenly seemed unable to refuse.
So Guo Ziyuan looked at the films that Qu Yaomin had brought.
To be honest, these photos do look a bit tricky, but the bumps and potholes aren't actually that deep. With a little attention to detail, you can easily avoid them.
Guo Ziyuan spent nearly 25 minutes reading through the four films, explaining the diagnosis, its basis, and the reasoning behind it.
Qu Yaomin nodded slowly: "Just as I thought!"
"Thank you, Dr. Guo."
"As you probably already know, the images I brought you are not from previous cases, but from current cases."
"These patients are all waiting for a definitive diagnosis."
"Only with a sufficiently clear diagnosis can treatment be effective!"
Guo Ziyuan, unsuspecting, replied, "Yes, thank you for your trust, Professor Qu. These are just my guesses."
"There is no substantial evidence."
"Perhaps, that's inaccurate too."
"Professor Qu's advice can be used as a reference."
Qu Yaomin said, "Imaging diagnoses are, of course, for reference only."
"But imaging evidence is an essential component of the diagnostic evidence loop."
"Dr. Guo should value your own abilities more and use them to help more patients."
"That's all I have to say. And I'll need your help reviewing the images again in the future, Dr. Guo."
"Dr. Guo, you may ignore your abilities, turn a deaf ear, or even disregard them, but now that I know about them, I have to ask you to come and examine my diagnosis."
"Let's go!" Qu Yaomin led the team to stand up.
Zhou Minbo called out, "Professor Qu."
"Let's go!" Qu Yaomin's voice was crisp.