Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

    Jiang Yunshu turned the laptop back to his side, the light from the screen hit his face, and looked up at Lin Baizhou: "So, do you have this intention?"

    Lin Baizhou was silent for a while, then suddenly became excited, holding Jiang Yunshu's hand with both hands, his eyes twinkling: "Brother!"

    Jiang Yunshu retracted his hand without a trace.

    "We also have a small group," Lin Baizhou restrained his cynical smile and became serious, "all of them are doctors or medical scholars, a total of 6 people, we will also sort out your information. Yes, there was a local regulation that was proposed and passed by the people of our organization.”

    Jiang Yunshu said: "Our side is from the business and political circles."

    "Fuck," Lin Baizhou hugged Jiang Yunshu's hand again, "That's great! Let's meet another day, there are so many people and great strength! Why didn't you tell me before!"

    Jiang Yunshu had an inexplicable wonder of picking up a big treasure, and a feeling that he was not fighting alone. He was in a better mood and smiled: "You didn't tell me either."

    "I don't have any!" Lin Baizhou shouted, "I remember the last time I invited you to my house to play, I was going to talk about this!"

    Jiang Yunshu skipped this topic, "Then let me talk to Dr. Qin."

    Lin Baizhou: "Doctor Qin? Doctor? Don't you mean they are from the business and political circles?"

    "Qin Zhongnan is also from our hospital," Jiang Yunshu closed the computer screen, "He is one of the heirs of Tianfeng Group, and now his sister Qin Shibei is in charge."

    "From the imperial capital?" Lin Baizhou wondered, "The last name is Qin? Which department?"

    Jiang Yunshu: "Psychology department, I often wear gold wire glasses and drop two chains."

    After saying this, Lin Baizhou knew who it was: "Oh he! I saw him in the hospital, but I didn't know each other. Also, what is our hospital? Are you? Say?"

    Jiang Yunshu glanced at the other party: "Just finish the exam and become a doctor."

    "Oh, you don't have a medical certificate yet, so in this case you can only take the exam during the first year of study. Did you take the master's exam?" Lin Baizhou mocked him, "Can you be admitted to us? Is the school assigned to the imperial capital? Are you so loud?"

    Jiang Yunshu said indifferently: "If I can't pass the test, I will be a doctor in the original world, and I will read Bo San for nothing."

    Actually, why he had to take the Huachuan exam is because Huachuan cooperates with the Imperial Capital Hospital. If the results are outstanding, he can be assigned to the Imperial Capital when he is a master-doctor. Secondly, because the oncology department in the imperial capital is notoriously good, it means that there will be many patients, and after it is confirmed that it is a tumor, it will be transferred to the oncology department first.

    In the original world, the oncology department of any hospital was relatively bleak, and even had to compete with other departments for patients. Because no patient will go to the oncology department directly, for example, a patient with stomach pain and vomiting blood will first go to the corresponding gastroenterology department. The gastroenterologist finds that it may be a tumor during the treatment. After confirmation, the patient will be asked to choose the treatment method, conservative treatment. As far as the digestion is concerned, the surgery will directly digest the external, and will not transfer it to the tumor.

    "It's horrible," Lin Baidi would not dare to think about it if he was asked to go through the process of studying medicine from the beginning, he shuddered, "It's horrible, I'd rather die ."

    Lin Baizhou looked at him in horror and blurted out: "Are you **** right? Right? That's right???"

    Jiang Yunshu was speechless for two seconds, then silently picked up the tablet and went to the other side to continue his work.

    It's business as usual.

    One day at 5:30 pm, Lin Baizhou clocked in and got off work on time. Just as he walked out of the hospital door, his mobile phone made a "ding dong", and a document was sent, which he had asked for a few days ago. .

    Lin Baidi clicked on, and the screen showed a person's information, with a photo and a name, he scolded: "A beast, Zheng Ruyun really looks like a mother."

    He swiped directly, jumping to the most important place.

    Name: Zheng Hongqian. Time of death: 2012-4-1904:23.

    Time of death? ! Lin Baidi stood there, motionless, while the patients and doctors around him came and went.

    Cause of death: Accidental death from falling down stairs while intoxicated.

    Jiang Yunshu is sitting at the dining table typing, the computer screen is full of English, he is recalling one SCI paper and two SCI papers published in the original world.

    Different from the master's degree, Jiang Yunshu is a surgeon and belongs to the master's degree. He will pay more attention to the clinical side, such as how many cases, how many operations and surgical skills.

    Because there are so many things to do in this world, he doesn't plan to spend as much time on sci as in the original world.

    Jiang Yunshu pondered for a few hours, and put together the core ideas and main content in word.

    Since living apart, the two have developed a habit of talking on the phone once every night, even if they only say a few words.

    Jiang Yunshu put on the Bluetooth headset and connected.

    The soft voice of sugar suddenly sounded in my ear: "Hello, Dr. Jiang?"

    Jiang Yunshu leaned back in the chair relaxedly, tilted his head back, and closed his sour eyes, "Well, it's me."

    White Sugar was sitting in the study, Brown Sugar was still lying under the table, he used his round toes to twist a few tufts of hair, and asked softly, "Can Dr. Jiang transfer the video?" I haven't seen it for a week. .

    Jiang Yunshu was silent for two seconds, and took the initiative to press the "transfer video" button.

    White sugar's beautiful eyebrows and eyes appeared on the screen of the mobile phone. The other party seemed to be relieved to see his agreement. The slightly frowned eyebrows stretched out and raised a smile: "Good evening, Dr. Jiang!"

    "Good evening."

    The background seems to be in the study, Baitang is wearing the light beige cotton pajamas he bought and asks him: "What are you doing?"

    Jiang Yunshu took a sip of water and replied, "I just recalled the sci that I published, and now I'm going to make a set of political papers."

    sci? Bai Tang didn't know what it was, but he had heard of it, and it was a very powerful thing in his impression, not something ordinary people could post.

    If you can be an attending doctor, your general education will be above a master's degree. He blinked and asked in a low voice, "Dr. Jiang, what is your education?"

    Jiang Yunshu answered truthfully: "The doctor is reading."

    Sugar gently extended her voice "ah".

    There was a moment of silence.

    Seems to be aware that Baitang's mood is a bit wrong, Jiang Yunshu asked: "What's wrong?"

    "It's nothing," Bai Tang smiled at the other end of the phone, "Why don't you do the paper, Dr. Jiang, don't bother you, I'm just going to write a set of questions."

    Jiang Yunshu looked at him for a while, and then stared at the white sugar to the point of fury before asking, "Have you had a good meal?"

    Sugar obediently said: "Yes"

    Jiang Yunshu: "Can you sleep at night?"

    "Fortunately, I slept with Ruyun in my room."

    Jiang Yunshu continued to ask: "Do you drink Chinese medicine?"

    White sugar: "Yes, it is good to drink"

    Jiang Yunshu was quiet for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go to the paper and go to bed early."

    "Well," Bai Tang rolled her eyes, "Doctor Jiang also goes to bed earlier, good night."

    The video call is over.

    The curvature of the corners of the eyes slowly disappeared, and the sense of loss came up little by little, Bai Tang stared at the black screen of the phone in a daze.

    He alone formed the habit.

    Every day for more than a week, he took the initiative to call him. Once he tried to wait until ten o'clock, but the phone was silent. None, but he really thought about it, so he had to compromise and hit the past, the alpha's tone was as usual.

    The two of them that day ended in less than ten sentences.

    And this call made Baitang deeply feel inferior and powerless again, even if Jiang Yunshu thought he was not bad, but the gap between the two

    It's really too big.

    A few days later, Bai Tang and Zheng Ruyun drove to a place a little farther in the afternoon.

    Zheng Ruyun's car is a second-hand car, which can only take two people in a small car. They lowered all the windows on both sides, and the wind blew their hair into shape.

    Not returning home until nearly six o'clock, Zheng Ruyun tore open a bag of pasta and asked, "Sugar, have tomato meat sauce pasta at night?"

    White sugar laughed at him: "You have torn it before asking me!"

    Zheng Ruyun also smiled: "I'll let you know, don't eat and pull it down."

    Zheng Ruyun was stunned for a while, he turned off the fire, turned around, and saw Baitang sitting on the sofa with brown sugar in his arms, he was running the hair again and again for the brown sugar.

    "It will hurt," he said, "especially if your scar is on the gland, the area is large, the wound is deep, and it will be as painful as the beast's wound on it."

    Sugar lowered her head, unable to see her expression, and softly said "um".

    Zheng Ruyun subconsciously touched his crotch, where there is also a long and deep scar, the skin on it is uneven in color, and the skin surface is somewhat rough, which are obvious traces of laser surgery.

    He is from the past, so he understands Baitang's mood and thoughts at this moment, he neither supports nor opposes, just objectively said: "Moreover, the scars will not be completely removed, and they will still remain after the end. There are light traces left there."

    White Sugar's hand came out of Brown Sugar's hair without speaking.

    "You" Zheng Ruyun said, "Did you talk to Jiang Yunshu?"

    White sugar sipped her lips into her mouth and shook her head.

    Zheng Ruyun asked again, "Do you want to talk to him?"

     Sugar's eyelashes trembled, her face was confused and sad, she whispered, "I don't know"