Chapter 1676
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Did Keenta contact the other independent directors? How could it be so fast! He hadn't received any news when he left the country.
President Chris Johansson was a little taken aback.
There were nine independent directors and two internal directors on the board of directors of Massachusetts General Hospital. However, independent directors generally did not participate in decision-making. It was said that there was an opportunity to convene a board meeting every year, but no one had used this right for many years.
Was it because Sweden wanted to predetermine the Nobel Prize?
Could it be that Dr. Keenta received some information?
Dean Chris Johnson quickly understood the "crux" of the matter and immediately said, "I agree with Dr. Keenta's proposal."
The person on the other side of the phone seemed relieved.
Director Chris Johnson asked about the hospital Zheng Ren was in and began to communicate with the organizing committee to look for Director Yan.
Dean Yan sat in the front row, his face glowing.
When Department Chief Kong poached him, he did not expect the kid to become a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital.
The tenured professor system originated from the United States and was a unique aspect of higher education in the United States. It was also an important part of its education system. Its emergence, development, and improvement reflected the importance and pursuit of academic freedom in American society.
Because of its importance, every tenured professorship was extremely valuable.
Only after death could the next person be replaced.
Tenured professors would also bring glory to their institutions.
Director Yan felt that the Nobel Prize was too sensational, and he also noticed the title of tenured professor.
He was a little distressed. Should he promote Zheng Ren to a tenured professor when he returned?
The 912 did not have any tenured professors yet.
The rarer something is, the more precious it is. This is the truth. China followed the American model and also had tenured professors.
However, the higher the school, the more cautious they would be.
For example,
There was only one tenured professor in Beijing University — Mr. Ji Xianlin.
What about the 912?
He was too capable, but it was also troublesome. Director Yan had originally thought that this matter would be put on the agenda after the Nobel Prize review was over at the earliest.
Who would have thought that Zheng Ren would not only become a visiting professor at Mayo Clinic but also a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital?
What should the 912 do now?
There was nothing he could do.
If he didn't do anything, there would be jealous people who would criticize him for not respecting and valuing talents. What is most important in the 21st century? He must be a genius!
But if he were to become a tenured professor, what would happen to the old academicians of the 912?
Cui Lao from the Emergency Department and Elder Gu from the Thoracic Surgery Department were all famous seniors in the country. They were academicians of the Academy of Engineering and the treasures of the 912.
Dean Yan soon discovered that this matter was particularly tricky. The little fellow had given him another difficult problem.
What should he do next?
Just as he was racking his brains for a solution, Chief Ye touched Director Yan and said, "Director."
President Yan looked up and saw the chairman of the organizing committee leading President Chris Johnson toward him.
Before the meeting, Dean Yan had thought that this was just an ordinary Deans' Meeting.
Listen to speeches, give speeches, and then go home.
However, he had never expected that there would be a sudden clap of thunder in the silence. Zheng Ren had actually caused such a huge wave.
However, Director Yan was an experienced Daoist after all. He stood up with a smile and greeted Director Chris Johnson.
"This is Director Yan of the Imperial Capital Hospital where Doctor Zheng works," the chairman of the organizing committee introduced.
The voice was dry and monotonous, like the voice of an artificial intelligence.
This was something that wasn't on the conference's agenda. He knew how important a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital was, so the fact that he could complete the process like a robot showed that he had a lot of experience.
"Hello." Director Chris Johnson hugged Director Yan warmly and then went straight to the point. "The board of directors of Massachusetts General Hospital has decided to hire Doctor Zheng as a tenured professor at our hospital."
Director Yan knew that this was to inform him, not to ask for his opinion.
He did not have the right to make the decision.
With a smile on his face, he exchanged pleasantries with Director Chris Johnson.
Hearing Director Chris Johnson personally say such words, all the directors behind him finally could not hold it in anymore.
The sound of discussion was like a pot of boiling water, gurgling and bubbling.
"Who is Doctor Zheng?"
"He should be the surgeon who has been broadcasting the surgery live in Xinglin Garden recently. He improved the TIPS surgery method and won the Nobel Prize recommendation."
"Why did I hear that the Nobel Prize has been decided internally? The Nobel Prize can also be decided internally? "
"I must have heard wrongly. Look at Director Chris … "
Everyone was talking about it. Whether it was the nomination for the Nobel Prize or the tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital, it all gave people a feeling that it was far away.
On the other hand, the usually aloof and unsmiling Director Yan of the Imperial Capital Hospital was closer to him.
Ye Qingqiu was a little absent-minded. While Director Yan and Director Chris Johnson were talking, he quickly walked to the side and called Zheng Ren.
Before the call connected, he hung up. After thinking about it again, he still called Su Yun.
"Hello, Chief Ye." Su Yun was very polite.
"Su Yun, what's going on with the tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital?" Ye Qingqiu did not have time to greet him. He covered the microphone and asked directly.
"Oh, that's it. There's a patient on this side who probably had surgery at Massachusetts General Hospital three years ago. There was a problem with the surgery and a ceramic fragment was left in the hip joint. The boss went on stage to take it out and performed a hip replacement surgery. "
"It's that simple?" Ye Qingqiu was surprised.
"Chief Ye, a medical accident involving the richest man in Nanyang is a small matter?" Su Yun reminded him.
Ye Qingqiu thought about it and realized that it was true.
Although there were no medical disputes in the United States, as long as it was determined to be a medical accident, the doctor's career future would be bleak.
This was the same for all doctors in the world.
The risks that surgeons took were far greater than that of internists. Even a surgeon of Dr. Keenta's level could not avoid making mistakes.
"Where are you?"
"On the plane. We'll be back to the Imperial Capital in a little while."
"You can make a phone call on the plane …"
"Charter a plane, Chief Ye. They're moving so quickly. Have they already sent a letter to the Medical Administration Division? "Su Yun's attitude was a little lazy.
Ye Qingqiu did not answer after hearing this and hung up the phone. Send a letter to the Medical Administration Division? He had told Director Yan directly.
He did not know anything yet.
However, he could not blame Boss Zheng for this matter. He did not seem to know either.
Ye Qingqiu raised his head and saw Director Yan being invited to the rostrum by Director Chris Johnson.
It was supposed to be the second batch of speeches, but the order was directly changed.
Director Yan was also a little caught off guard, but he was very adaptable. After a few polite words, he went to the rostrum.
Looking at Director Yan's high-spirited face, Chief Ye knew that even he had to coax this guy to come.
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