Chapter 442： Dignity comes from strength

Chapter 442: Dignity Comes From Strength

Dignity comes from strength. In the eyes of those who are engaged in technology, no matter who your disciple is, there is no strength. Today, the podium is good or bad. If I get here today.

It doesn't take long for Zhang Fan's name to pass half of the medical circle. "Oh my God, a doctor at a local hospital went to the General Hospital for lectures on traumatic ballistics. I laughed and laughed, and people asked me if I could go up and down the stage!"

"He's just a fool! Holding a walnut to find a hammer, he won't be smashed by anyone!" Such words are definitely said, and if Zhang Fan does not change his name in the future, it will be difficult for the doctor to do it!

Originally, Zhang Fan thought that this report was in front of the department or the expert group, but he did not expect to become such a posture. Although I didn't expect it, Zhang Fan wasn't timid at all. He came here, afraid of an egg! At this time, Zhang Fan, who is usually cautious and bold in character, is very obvious at this time.

Zhang Fan wasn't nervous, but Shao Hua, who was nervous couldn't breathe. On one side, she nearly hurt Jia Suyue and Wang Yanan's hands.

Wang Yanan looked at Zhang Fan, and his eyes were jealous. "This is the doctor, this is the doctor! This is my goal! How handsome!" The girl is also big-hearted, and in this case, most people estimate that the legs will have hair. Soft, but she was a little eager to try. She was not at all worried about Zhang Fan's failure to come to Taiwan.

Jia Suyue looked at Zhang Fan on the stage, and his heart seemed a little weird. "Why is it different from before, the gas field is quite big! Is this the insignificant him before? I have eaten! I will go first Gone! Is it a feign? "

The experts and students in the audience had no idea. One is well-informed, and the other has not touched the society. The idea is simple, letting you listen.

It ’s a doctor who has been working in the hospital for several years. He has a lot of ideas. "Wait a minute! Let ’s not talk about the local medical school. Even undergraduates in military hospitals do n’t know much. What can he say?"

No wonder they think so. In modern medicine, communication between countries is very frequent. However, it is this war-injury science. Every country has its own magic weapon. For example, there is always a white medicine in the Hua Guo first aid kit.

The United States has fought many wars in modern times and has accumulated a lot of experience in war injury medicine. Germany, Britain, and France all have their own set, and even Israel is very powerful.

Not to mention this kind of medicine, even ordinary data will not flow out. All human lives are summed up, who will tell others.

Zhang Fan, who strode on the podium, nodded slightly, and didn't say much. There was no need to say anything. It was well spoken. Naturally, someone came out to introduce it. If he spoke badly, his name became a laughingstock.

"Sit!" The applause stopped, "Exaggerate!" The crowd took their seats. Zhang Fan looked at the people who were staring at him below, and slightly tilted his lips.

Since others don't hum and set up such a big platform, Zhang Fan can't let people down.

He didn't even say a word, picked up the pen on the podium, and started drawing on the writing board. Correct! Draw a picture without a word. A good doctor definitely has a good body painting.

Explain to the sick person every day, explain to the family members, and practice them all. And Zhang Fan is even more powerful. He has practiced a lot of surgery in the system. In order to increase the deeper understanding and consolidation, Zhang Fan has drawn a lot of surgery pictures in peacetime.

On the big writing board, Zhang Fan drew quickly. "The front three-dimensional anatomy of the human body, this painter is a bit of a ancestral shadow." The expert at the door greeted Zhang Fan quietly to the expert who had been to thea vegetarian.

A pair of three-dimensional anatomy of the front of the human body. Within five minutes, Zhang Fan drew it with colored pencils.

Endless, today ’s big thing!

Zhang Fan didn't look back or explain. The microphone on the collar couldn't hear his quiet breathing. "How did you start drawing! Didn't you come to report? Is he nervous?" Shao Hua began to ask Wang Yanan nervously, and Jia Suyue was also curious.

"Don't talk!" Wang Yanan refused to let her girlfriend talk directly. Zhang Fan has not painted such a large-scale body painting in front of Wang Yanan. At this time, the girl is studying with eyes widened. Don't look at it, there are four limbs, one head and one body. It is really not easy to draw well.

"Side view! It's a bit interesting." The expert smiled.

"Well, it seems that he has worked **** the anatomy of this human body. Nowadays, there are more and more three-dimensional three-dimensional images of computers and color pictures, but he still can't work much on this.

The second one is a side cut view of the human body.

Still not over, Zhang Fan still hasn't turned back, continue!

In the large silent conference room, a low-pitched discussion began to appear. "He paints better than the teachers in our school!"

"Well, that's it." The two female trainees were discussing.

"This hand is really handsome, am I going to practice it too! With this hand, it is estimated that the girl will be amazed." A single Wang thought secretly.

The third one is a plane exploded view of the brain!

The fourth, the plane anatomy of the chest!

There is no place, Zhang Fan looked at the officer of the General Affairs Office at the door. The officers were all human, and immediately brought a writing board from the next door.

"Enough? And then."

"Thank you, that's enough!"

Continue, fifth, exploded view of the abdominal plane.

The sixth is an exploded view of the pelvic plane.

Seventh, exploded view of both upper limbs.

Eighth, exploded view of both lower limbs.

When Zhang Fan finished the third picture, many of the students below have taken out their mobile phones and started taking pictures. If it is normal, students of management discipline will definitely stand up and stop.

However, today, Zhang Fan is so amazing. Blood vessels, muscles, nerves, bones, are too beautiful.

"This is the most beautiful hand-drawn exploded view of the human body I've ever seen. It's awesome. This person is a medical painter!"

"Brain exploded view, terrific!" The expert in the expert group looked at Zhang Fan's exploded view of the brain and sat straight up.

"The thoracic exploded view is also very cattle. It is estimated that the professor who specializes in anatomy has not figured it out."

Shock! Surprised! unexpected! Zhang Fan has already won the first few people. Today he talks about traumatic ballistics. As long as there is no conceptual error, it is estimated that these people will look at him.

Eight pictures, more than half an hour passed. Zhang Fan slowly took two steps back, and he looked at it again and again, "Well, the pen is not as good as a pencil!" Zhang Fan was not very satisfied.

That is, he thought to himself that if he spoke out, the following people would definitely drown him with spitting scum: pretending to be thundered!

Turn around! The various watercolor pens were gently placed on the table. Although there was no dust, Zhang Fan patted his hands gently.

With the clap, the meeting room, which was originally whispering below, suddenly quieted down.

"The tools are there, so let's get started now, traumatic ballistics!"

Shao Hua was almost excited to jump up, so handsome! It's so handsome, "I love you, my little stone! You are the most handsome!"

"This guy has a hand!" Jia Suyue thought to himself.

Although the two did not understand medicine, the crowd rushing to take pictures at the venue whispered with Zhang Fan's clap, all of which explained Zhang Fan's arrogance!

Wang Yanan's brain is messed up, Zhang Fan painted too fast! "I must learn, I must learn!"

This is dignity, this is strength, not by anyone, but by Zhang Fan himself!

This is Niubi!

Ten thousand words!

Ten thousand words!

how about it!

Lao Zang, Ao Jiao!

You know it!

(End of this chapter)