The Surgeon's Studio

In the anatomy teaching and research room of the University of Medicine.

The director looked at the large specimen on the table and said angrily,"Why is it so little!"

"Director, I've only managed to get this much because I've been scrimping and saving. You've promised me for a long time, cadaver who's making new specimens. Three years later, three years later, and another three years later! Boss, it's been almost ten years! When are you going to get me a cadaver?"

Li zhaosen, who specialized in the specimen lab, said impatiently.

Although the Department Director was in charge of the laboratory staff, making specimens was not something that ordinary people could do.

Smelling formalin every day, fiddling with the organs of cadavers ...

This was a technical job, and it was the kind of technical job that did not earn money but required extremely high skills.

His position as a director was nothing to him ... Li zhaosen was in charge of all the autopsy work in cooperation with the city Bureau.

Li zhaosen didn't care if he wanted to throw a tantrum. If he was really forced into a corner, there would naturally be people from the city Bureau looking for him to talk.

The director sighed and said with a sad face,""Little Li, you know what our conditions are. The Academy's funds are limited, and it's hard to buy cadavers nowadays. I'm in contact with my brother's College. It'll be quick, very quick. "

"Haven't the doctors in 912 done enough surgeries? Why are you staring at our large specimens?" Li zhaosen still couldn't bear to part with the intestinal tissue. He gently touched it with his gloves, reluctant to part with it.

"They said that the Nobel Prize nominee, boss Zheng, and his assistant are going to dissect the body and perform an emergency surgery demonstration. They're going to give the students a lecture and let them understand the latest technology." The director was very distressed.

It was really embarrassing for a director like him to apologize to a technician.

"They know how to dissect?" Li zhaosen said in disdain.

The director really could not refute this.

The doctors in Room 912 did not actually spend a lot of time on seeing patients, making diagnoses, and performing surgeries.

Many professors specialized in one type of surgery. The number of surgeries they performed might sound scary, but in today's world of clinical medicine, they only performed surgery on a certain body part.

8000 cases of thyroid activity, 10000 cases of breast activity, and so on.

On the other hand, the laboratory Technician under him was obsessed with the making of anatomical specimens and was proficient in all anatomy. In comparison, li zhaosen did have the right to look down on the directors of 912.

After grinding for a long time, the director of the state was finally satisfied as he held the 30 - centimeter cadaver's intestine in his hands.

912 was not an Affiliated Hospital of the medical University. It was only after a certain marriage that the two had a certain connection.

They were polite to each other. 912 would regularly send clinical professors to give lectures, and the University of Medicine would send some students to 912 for probationary and internship.

However, most of the doctors who could give lectures were not department directors or famous professors.

She was so busy that she didn't have time to teach the children. Besides, they wouldn't be too different from those who were of lower standards.

It was better to use a fly swatter than to use an anti - aircraft cannon to kill a mosquito.

However, this time, the 912 Department of Science and education actually announced that the Nobel Prize candidate, doctor Zheng Ren, would be coming to give a lecture. There were also 912's digestive Internal Medicine Department's Department Director Luo, gastrointestinal surgery department's Department Director Wei, and doctors from the endoscope Department who would be attending the lecture.

This display was indeed a little too Grand.

The director didn't know much about it either, but he felt that it was probably because of the title of a Nobel Prize nominee.

The two department directors must have come to the University of Medicine to support doctor Zheng Ren.

In any case, he had to make sufficient preparations on his side. Otherwise, disrespecting a Department Director in the clinical department would not affect his own career, but he would not have to do so.

After all, anyone would be happy if seeing a patient was easy and relaxing.

"Little Li, you're not going to take a look?" The director took the general specimen from li zhaosen's hands and was finally in the mood to chat.

This was something that director Zhang had specifically instructed him to do, and there must be no mistakes.

He felt a little more relaxed after getting the specimen.

"Today, professor Stephen Jones is giving a lecture to Maio. You don't think I'm going to listen to the class of a young doctor from Room 912, do you?" Li zhaosen said.

"He's not a Small Doctor, he's a Nobel Prize nominee. "

"It's fake. Don't bully me for not knowing. Clinical skills were just for fun. What Nobel Prize candidate? that's nonsense. " Li zhaosen said in disdain.

The director didn't have any good ideas, and he didn't want to persuade the unruly wild horse, li zhaosen.

Holding the cadaver's intestine, the director still felt very happy even though there was a faint smell of formalin.

The sun was shining brightly, and he almost hummed a little tune.

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The second religion was the largest lecture hall in the imperial capital Medical University, and it could accommodate 600 people. The Department Director walked straight to the second branch of the hospital with the large intestinal sample in his arms.

In such a large lecture theater, there was no way they could see anything when they were doing anatomy dissections. He could still see the movements in the front row, but he could only see the figures in the back row. After that, they didn't see anything. They were just there to make up the number of people and join in the fun.

"This section of the cadaver's intestine is a waste," the director thought.

Looking at the time, there was still half an hour before the class started. The director wasn't in a hurry. There shouldn't be many people going there.

It was said to be a public class, but there were no rules on which class it would be taught.

With the students 'laziness, as long as they did not take attendance, they could do anything. Why did they have to squeeze into the largest lecture theater to sleep?

The director thought that there wouldn't be many students going. At most, the Student Union would organize some people to show support.

What a waste, a waste of resources, a waste of time, and a waste of the cadaver's intestinal specimen.

After walking for a few minutes, the director felt a little strange.

The location of the two religions was relatively remote, so not many people would go there.

However, there were students constantly greeting him. It seemed that they were going to the second church.

Strange, why are there so many people?

Hmm ... The director of the surgical department and his many teachers are here too? Director Guo waved his hand and greeted director Wang from the foreign science and education Research Department.

"Chief Wang, where are you going?"

It was inevitable to say a few words of nonsense when they met.

" 912's Science and Education Department said that boss Zheng is giving a lecture, so I brought some people to listen." Chief Wang was a little anxious, so he walked a little faster.

Director Guo caught up with him and asked,"go and support them. You've brought so many people with you. Are you planning to transfer to 912?"

It was obvious that chief Wang was not interested in this slightly overboard joke. "This is the first time I've caught boss Zheng alive. I have to see him no matter what." He glared at him.

"I think his Nobel Prize is related to interventional surgeries, but it has nothing to do with surgery." The director said.

"You've seen the livestream this morning ... Right, you don't have a doctor's certificate, so you can't register as a member of Xing Lin garden." Director Wang was in a hurry to go to the second church, so he said casually.

A doctor's certificate was a part of the school's chain of contempt, and it was also one of the country's director's sore spots.

"It's the apricot garden, what's there to see?" The director said in disdain.

"Boss Zheng has been livestreaming his surgery in Xinglin garden for more than a month. He had just livestreamed two surgeries in the morning, and the one involving splitting the liver was really beautifully done! I say, director Guo, you guys should learn anatomy from boss Zheng. His anatomical structure is very clear!"