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    Update time: 2012-06-02

    ¡°I don¡¯t have the right to prescribe medicine yet, so I can¡¯t get the medicine.¡± Yang Zongbao is very glad that he does not have the right to prescribe medicine.  Now there is an excuse for this.

    "It doesn't matter if you don't have the right to prescribe, just steal some medicine." Gouzi helped.

    Yang Zongbao looked up at Gouzi fiercely, startling Gouzi.

    "I'm sorry, that medicine is counted every day and cannot be stolen." Yang Zongbao felt that there was no need to give in on this issue. It was a matter of principle and could not involve drugs.  In addition, Qin Shou was short of money and was planning on himself. Even if a medicine was sold outside, it would not cost much.  Besides, if you find a small role like yourself, you must be behind your parents' back, so it doesn't matter much.  In the final analysis, this matter was all caused by Gouzi.  Gouzi, Gouzi, you have forgotten who I, Yang Zongbao, am, and how I, Yang Zongbao, met you.

    "Don't be shameless. My brothers invited you today to give you face. If you don't agree, don't walk out of this door." Qin Shou suddenly stood up, and the girl on him fell to the ground. A pair of jade rabbits  It was exposed, bounced a few times, and was covered with red pinch marks, which was really terrifying.

    Yang Zongbao said nothing and silently picked up the Mai Zhichu that he had just placed on the coffee table.  The music in the box stopped at some point, and the girls who were sitting on both sides of Yang Zongbao were so frightened that they hid aside.

    Snapped.

    Yang Zongbao suddenly smashed the bottle on the coffee table. The broken end of the bottle became irregularly jagged.  Just perfect for stabbing people.  Yang Zongbao has a characteristic. He is usually a good person, but when pressed, he becomes a madman.  Once the ruthlessness starts, it will not stop until there is blood.

    Yang Zongbao¡¯s actions frightened the woman next to him to scream, and the two of them shrank back and hugged each other.

    "Are you trying to be cruel to me?" Qin Shou found it unbelievable. It was a fantasy, and it felt very unreal.

    "Why bother? If you don't want to risk yourself?" Yang Zongbao said without a clue.

    "No, no, no, we're all on our own, why bother?" Gouzi jumped anxiously.

    "Don't blame your brother. You are the one who caused this. Is your family short of money? Why do you do this kind of thing?" Yang Zongbao was angry.  It seems that there is nothing that can be done today.  What happened to the son of the municipal party committee secretary?  I'll cripple you first and then talk about it.

    The atmosphere in the box was solemn for a while.  It seems that Qin Shou is also a master who deceives good and fears evil, and he dare not do anything serious.

    "What's going on?"

    A person walked in from outside the door. His facial features were painted in a very visual style. His hair was fixed with hairspray into a comb on his head. He wore a small vest, leather pants, revealing a small waist, and 10 cm high heels.

    "Huanhan, why are you here?" Qin Shou looked very happy, and immediately left Yang Zongbao behind and surrounded the woman who came in.

    "Get out of here, are you making trouble here? Are you a coward?" The girl named Huanwan slapped Qin Shou on the face unceremoniously.

    "You, what are you? If you scream again, I will beat you to death."

    Yang Zongbao placed the half-section of the wine bottle on his hand on the coffee table.  Ignoring the others, he went out.

    When I went out, I met the young lady who led me.  Yang Zongbao smiled at her and got off the elevator.

    When he walked out of Jianguo Hotel, Yang Zongbao let out a sigh of relief.

    I¡¯m back again, I don¡¯t know why I came back this time.  It seems that Gouzi can no longer contact him. This city is really poor for him.

    "Brother Bao."

    Just when Yang Zongbao was about to cross the road, someone timidly behind him called out.

    "" Yang Zongbao turned around and saw that it was the visual girl in the hotel.

    "Brother Bao, is it really you? Are you back?" The visual girl came up and grabbed Yang Zongbao's sleeve and refused to let go.

    "Your hair is too ugly." Yang Zongbao was almost stung to death by the hair fixed by Vision Girl's hairspray.

    "I'm sorry." The visual girl lost all her arrogance, and now she looked like a fledgling that had just learned to walk.

    "The makeup doesn't look good either." Yang Zongbao had no sense of sympathy and continued to criticize: "The clothes are too short and reveal too much. Wear less leather clothes and they are not breathable"

    The visual girl just stood at the crossroads of the road, letting a man comment on her, but she still looked happy.  It's better to do it in the middle of the night, otherwise you will be surrounded by many eager mothers-in-law.

    "Do you remember it?" Yang Zongbao concluded.

    "remember."

    "I'm leaving."

    "Then where should I find Brother Bao?"

    "You can find me here, but you still can't find me. Come back?.  "Yang Zongbao handsomely waved goodbye with his back turned.

    Not only did the visual girl who was left behind not feel that the man who had left was ungentlemanly, but she touched the forehead touched by Yang Zongbao as if she had received a gift: "Brother Bao, you are finally back."

    It was already 5 o'clock in the morning when Yang Zongbao returned to the rental house, and he would have to go to work in another hour.  I didn¡¯t sleep well again. I haven¡¯t eaten yesterday¡¯s lunch or dinner so far.  I made a pack of instant noodles and boiled an egg as a reward.  I sat cross-legged on the bed and read a textbook from Stanford University.

    You can be immersed in it just by looking at it.  Although Yang Zongbao specializes in anesthesia, he still prefers cardiothoracic surgery.

    ?? 6 o'clock in the morning, I went out on time, and now I bought two buns for the director near the hospital.  Change clothes and go into the office at 6:30.  Then he opened the door of the director's office and prepared to send the buns in.

    ¡°But I didn¡¯t expect that as soon as I entered, the director was sitting inside.

    "Coming?" the director asked without raising his head while sitting in front of the computer.

    "Yeah." Yang Zongbao didn't know what to say.

    "Do you know whose paper this is?" The director took out a stack of test papers from the drawer.

    "I don't know." Yang Zongbao really didn't know what kind of paper it was.

    "This is the test paper you need to get into the hospital. Do you know what your score is?" The director looked at Yang Zongbao who was still pretending in front of him in a funny way.

    "I don't know. Didn't you not notify me of the scores?" Yang Zongbao thought that it was a mistake. Could it be that his scores couldn't come in, but he remembered that the exam was very smooth. Is it different at home and abroad?  If it's different, that'll be bad. It looks like I'll have to find a job again.  I don¡¯t know what kind of job I can find this time. My living expenses this month are not enough. Do you want to work on a construction site for a few days?  This is how I earned money when I was studying in college.

    Yang Zongbao thinks so much here, in the eyes of the director, he seems to be secretive, sensible and well-behaved.  The director couldn't believe it, because the perfect score paper was lying on his desk.  This is not an ordinary test paper, this is pure English, and there are many professional terms in cutting-edge science that even I don¡¯t understand.  Since it is the latest name, who knows what it means.  But the seemingly meek young man in front of him could grasp it very accurately and explain it.  In addition, this admission examination is not specifically focused on one subject, and the knowledge covers all subjects.  what does that mean?  This means that I have found a treasure this time, and my mantle has been passed down.  Thinking of this, the director looked at Yang Zongbao with eager eyes.

    "Am I being fired?" Yang Zongbao felt that the director's eager eyes were glaring at him.

    "No, your test paper is full marks."

    "Full score?" This was a surprise to Yang Zongbao. He didn't expect it to be a perfect score.

    "Yes, what I mean now is that I want you to take the postgraduate entrance examination for me this year." The director said the purpose of coming to Yang Zongbao.

    ¡°I can¡¯t study full-time because I don¡¯t have money to live.¡± Faced with such a great opportunity, Yang Zongbao was still thinking about belly problems.

    Although the director said that he could not be ranked among the top ten in the country, he could still have a seat on the podium at every national meeting.  Now Yang Zongbao refused without hesitation, which made the director almost spit out a mouthful of blood.  After all, I am a Ph.D. supervisor, and there are many people who want to study for their Ph.D. every year.  I had already decided not to accept graduate students. Seeing Yang Zongbao's potential, I was very fond of him and prepared to make an exception to take him. I didn't expect that he would reject me because of the several hundred yuan per month.  How could this not make the director, who is over fifty, burst into tears.

    "How much is your monthly salary?" The director's tone suddenly dropped several degrees.

    "There should be 500 this month." Yang Zongbao didn't know if he really didn't notice the change in the director's tone, but he actually answered seriously.

    ¡°I¡¯ll give you 1,000 per month, and you can take my postgraduate entrance examination at the end of the year.¡± The director held back his blood pressure, which was about to rise.

    "Will you pay me back during my studies? I really have no money." Yang Zongbao is still not satisfied.

    ¡°Here, I¡¯ll give you 2,000 while you¡¯re studying, and you¡¯ll read to me from now on.¡± The director gritted his teeth and said.  I thought to myself, this is all for talents, talents are the most important, and now the country needs talents.

    "But I passed the exam last year and had no money to study."

    "You, which school did you get admitted to?" The director was completely defeated and stood up angrily.  Who is begging whom? Why bother giving him money to study?

    "That's the school I went to for my undergraduate degree." Yang Zongbao was very innocent. He didn't know why the director was so angry, but he didn't say anything.

    "Don't worry about it, get ready to study." The director waved his hand helplessly and asked Yang Zongbao to go out.

    "But what about work?" Yang Zongbao still didn't give up on his career of making the director angry.

    "You only work on weekends"?When Friday comes, if I don¡¯t have classes and have time, I come to work.  "The director was completely out of breath. He sent away Yang Zongbao, the plague god, and immediately hung up the phone to his classmate.

    "Hey, Lao Jiang. Transfer me a student's academic status. From Zhenjiang Medical College to the university in our hospital. Hurry up"

    After making the phone call, the director was completely relieved. Fortunately, he was extra cautious and found the admission examination papers. Why don't the other old guys have to snatch them from me after they see them?  I originally suspected that there was something wrong with this kid. Who could complete general anesthesia on his own as soon as he graduated, and did so without any rush, just like a veteran.  Out of curiosity, I found the paper and took a look. Unexpectedly, I had the perfect score in my hands.  I had a good impression of his unhurried and unobtrusive attitude.  Make him his student, hehe, those old men will be envious and jealous.

    The director was sitting in his boss's chair, so proud that he had forgotten that he was about to be pissed to death by Yang Zongbao just now.

    Yang Zongbao has surgery today. It¡¯s nothing, just anesthesia for lung cancer.

    The patient with lung cancer is 60 years old and has smoked for 20 years, one pack of cigarettes a day.

    No wonder I got lung cancer and my mouth is full of black teeth.  Seeing this scene, Yang Zongbao thought that he might as well quit smoking.

    Today¡¯s handwashing nurse is a little girl named Li Sisi. She is a newcomer who just joined last year, a few months earlier than Yang Zongbao.  Perhaps because they were both newcomers, Li Sisi was one of the few people who was polite to Yang Zongbao.  So setting up a stage is still very comfortable.  The circulating nurse is the head nurse.
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