Chapter 812 The inheritance of a medical family!
After sending his friends back one by one, Wu Mingfan took the car home himself. Naturally, he asked for a driver after he drank.

After parking the car, I nervously entered the house. I was just about to go up the stairs to my room when the light in the living room suddenly turned on.

"Ouch~"

Wu Mingfan was still startled. After a closer look, he found someone sitting on the sofa and walked over, stroking his chest.

"Old Wu, why are you sitting here if you don't want to sleep at this late hour?"

Over the years, Wu Jianguo has become accustomed to his son growing up, and he did it on purpose just now. He simply wanted to scare this brat.

He glared at me and said angrily: "Why did you come back just now? I almost fell asleep waiting for you. Why are you drinking so much when you have to go to school tomorrow?"

"Swallow will return to the United States tomorrow. I haven't seen him for more than a year, so I drank a little more~"

After Wu Mingfan explained, he sat on the sofa, picked up the orange on the coffee table and ate it.

After that, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward. The father and son stared at each other without saying anything. The only sound in the living room was the sound of Young Master Wu slumped on the sofa eating fruit.

"Yawn~" Finally, I was so sleepy that I couldn't bear it anymore.

"Dad, what's wrong with you? I'm a little sleepy. I have to get up early tomorrow~"

Wu Jianguo still didn't speak here, just looking at his son, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, how time flies by so fast.

The little kid who wore crotchless pants back then was now going to work in the hospital. At this moment, he also understood how his father felt back then.

"Oh~" he sighed and reached out to pat his shoulder.

"You are going to the hospital for internship tomorrow, which can be regarded as your first step in studying medicine. I have to tell you a few words~"

"Dad, tell me~"

Wu Mingfan is still very discerning. Judging from Old Wu's expression, he must be serious, so he deliberately corrected his sitting posture, and his expression no longer smiled playfully, but became very serious.

"Pfft~" Wu Jianguo was amused by him.

The tense atmosphere surrounding this smile suddenly disappeared.

He shook his head and said helplessly: "Okay, just pretend outside, don't do this with me~"

"hey-hey!"

Wu Mingfan grinned when he heard this, then continued to slump on the sofa and continued to eat his oranges leisurely.

Being up so late and waiting here, naturally what he was talking about was more important. When Wu Jianguo spoke, the expression on his face became very serious.

"Son, from now on, will you accept the red envelopes given by the patient's family members?"

"Definitely not. I don't care about money, and I have no interest in money. It's just a number. As long as you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, it's fine. Too much will cause trouble~"

At this time, Lao Ma hadn't said this yet, so it was indeed faked by Young Master Wu.

Wu Jianguo, who was not a father, immediately opened his mouth. He didn't expect his son to say that, and he didn't react until he saw the kid snickering.

She lightly kicked him and scolded him with a smile: "Just give me the useless thing. If you don't love money, give me all your wages from now on~"

"Dad, I don't have any objection. What should I do if my mother doesn't agree?" Wu Mingfan asked deliberately in a mean tone.

The old Wu family has an ancestral problem, that is, they are all afraid of their wives. They have not laid a good foundation since the grandfather's generation, and it has been carried forward by the father. The mother, together with the two aunts, ate the three brothers to death. .

"Cough!" Wu Jianguo coughed awkwardly.

Then he changed the subject and said: "Okay, stop talking about useless things~"

"Remember one thing when you go to the hospital. Don't accept red envelopes from any patients. You must refuse them righteously. Our family does not lack that little money, so as not to leave any clues in the end~" "Dad, what's going on in your hospital?" I heard that there has always been a habit of receiving red envelopes and then depositing them into the patient's account!" Wu Mingfan was somewhat curious about this matter.

"Alas~" Wu Jianguo let out a long sigh.

"You're right. Dongli Hospital has a bad habit now. It pretends to accept it every time and then transfers it to the patient's account. Although this is done with good intentions, it can appease the family members!"

"But there are still certain hidden dangers. There are too many loopholes that can easily be taken advantage of. I have always disagreed with this, but how can anyone say so lightly!"

"This rule was established by the old dean in the 80s. He is older than your grandfather, so no one dares to raise any objections~"

"I understand~" Wu Mingfan nodded with deep approval.

At this time, Dean Wu's eyes became very sharp. He looked at his son and said word by word: "I can't control others so much, but I have strict requirements on you!"

"Money is something you can't pass by. You have to keep it in mind. This is what your grandfather told me the night before I entered the hospital~"

"Also, don't be too emotional, as this can easily put yourself in danger, and you must respect a patient and never give up until the last moment~"

"In addition, when communicating with patients or family members, remember to be honest and explain all the pros and cons. Only in this way can you..."

Wu Mingfan was fascinated by what he heard, and then suddenly thought of something.

He quickly interrupted: "Dad, please stop for a moment~"

"You brat, are you looking for some notes? This is what your grandfather gave me. The first half is the notes he wrote. Later, I added some more over the years. Today I officially pass it on to you~"

As he spoke, Wu Jianguo leaned forward, picked up a slightly old-looking notebook from the coffee table and handed it over.

As for why he could guess his son's thoughts, it was because Dean Wu thought the same way more than 20 years ago.

"Thank you, Dad~" Wu Mingfan took it as if it were a treasure. If it were a martial arts novel, this would be a family secret book.

Afterwards, the father and son chatted until late at night. Wu Jianguo told his son all about his years of experience and some methods of dealing with crises. His father did the same thing more than 20 years ago.

This is the benefit of teaching by words and deeds. Many clinical medical communications are actually a kind of inheritance and a kind of technical work.

Patients naturally don't understand professional knowledge, so sometimes what they say is completely irrelevant. However, Wu Haisheng and Wu Jianguo, father and son, have been practicing medicine together for nearly half a century.

After having rich experience, they naturally know how to break down the words and deal with the crisis easily. These are all recorded in the notebook.

"Okay Mingfan, it's getting late. Let's talk about this for now, and then I'll give you a last word!"

"Dad, could it be that it was my grandpa who told you back then, and then you relayed it to me? It's unnecessary for me to say this!"

"Since it's all what grandpa said, why do I bother you to paraphrase it in the middle? I can just ask him directly~"

Wu Mingfan also showed his true colors, and had a little quarrel with his father.

"Hey, I have such a bad temper~" Wu Jianguo picked up the sofa cushion and threw it away.

"Do you understand this is called inheritance? You should keep these words in mind and you will have to tell my grandson in the future~"

"I understand, understand, you are too impatient. I want to liven up the atmosphere. I really don't know how you became the deputy dean. You don't know any sense of humor~"

After Wu Mingfan finished speaking, he stood up and ran upstairs at lightning speed, otherwise he would be beaten again.

"This brat~"

Looking at the back of his son going upstairs, Wu Jianguo smiled and shook his head. He was controlled too hard by his father back then, so he became more indulgent after having a son...

(End of this chapter)

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