Vol 2 Chapter 1262: Can't help it

   Chapter 1262
  "How much does this trip cost?" The head nurse finally waited until the doctors had finished discussing.
  To be honest, after getting on the plane and eating something, they began to discuss and rehearse. As long as she and Lao Chen didn't understand or talk, they couldn't speak yet.
  Especially Zhang Fan’s English, which smells like yam and eggs. She was really depressed when she heard it, and she wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh.
  I don’t want to listen, but the fantasy sound is about to get into my ears.
  I originally wanted to go out this time, even if it can’t be called a tour, it’s a public trip. As a result, she was almost crazy after getting on the plane and rehearsing the speech from beginning to end.
  Finally, Potato English is over.
  Zhao Yanfang got up, took the coffee, and went on to study the speech.
  While Zhao Jingjin is a little old, he is a little tired at this time, and he closes his eyes to rest.
  Old Chen and Ma Yichen seemed to have never seen the world before, so they felt like they were there.
  Seeing that Zhang Fan is fine, the head nurse asked in a low voice.
   "I don't know, it shouldn't be expensive. If it's too expensive, why would he buy this stuff!" Zhang Fan said with his simple concept.
   "That's right, look at your two men. I have never seen the world." The head nurse rolled her eyes and looked at Lao Chen and Ma Yichen contemptuously.
   "Okay, don't laugh at me anymore. You sat on the sofa again and laughed at us!" Old Chen, the old man, didn't blush at all, and had to turn to the head nurse.
  The head nurse didn’t even blush, so she had to fight Lao Chen immediately.
  Zhang Fan quickly stopped.
  He will hurt his brain and benevolence. I've never spoken English in such a long form. To be honest, a lot of brain cells have died.
  It must be accurate, there must be no ambiguity, and there must be actions, mother!
  At this time, the two other goods are noisy. He really wants to skydive.
  "How much do you spend on this trip." For convenience, the local tyrant specifically looked for a Chinese Kazakh flight attendant on this trip.
  "About one million or so." The flight attendant told Zhang Fan very politely.
   "Dollar?"
   "Renminbi!" I don't know if it is high professionalism or being polite, but I don't see any contempt at all.
After hearing this number, Zhang Fan and the head nurse next to each other looked at each other.
  The head nurse doesn’t know what to think.
  Zhang Fan seemed to think that after they went back and forth, a rescue vehicle full of equipment was gone.
  Fortunately, it is a private jet, otherwise Zhang Fan and the others will first fly to the capital, and then fly directly from the capital to London.
  Now, taking off directly from the tea, it is equivalent to saving more than two thousand kilometers and three hours.
  When he arrived in London, Zhang Fan felt the capital of Sanchuan.
  The weather was gloomy, and when I got off the plane, it was chilly, and I didn't feel the feeling of spring at all.
   "The lineup is quite big. The director of the Wellington Hepatology Department is here, the director of the liver department at the Royal Hospital is also here, and the director of the liver department at the King's Hospital is also here."
  Looking at the greeted crowd, Zhao Yanfang whispered to Zhang Fan.
  "Your head is quite familiar!" Zhang Fan asked curiously.
  "Nonsense, when I was a Ph.D., I spent half a year here with my tutor. The first liver transplant in the world was done by the Royal Hospital. These three hospitals, especially Wellington liver, are the best."
  Zhang Fan probably knew about it when he came, thinking that there was only one hospital, but he did not expect that he came to the head of the liver department of three hospitals this time.
   "It seems to take us seriously!"
  Zhang Fan has a good mentality. This is mainly because Zhang Fan has encountered too many bigwigs academically.
  My masters and uncles are all top-notch existences in the world, so it’s not like flying on a private jet, which has a huge sense of strangeness.
  This thing is like a family environment.
  The children of other people’s official households have been fascinated by how people deal with each other since childhood, while the children of ordinary people often listen to how they earn more living expenses today.
  So, sometimes I heard some complainers say that those at the department level and above are all passed on from the family, and there seems to be such a trace of truth.
  Zhang Fan tried to speak English with a sigh of relief, but the other party’s spoken language was too heavy, it sounded too much trouble, and three or four people didn’t seem to have a local accent.
  Zhang Fan came to understand, this English also has a local accent!
  To tell the truth, Zhang Fan studied American English, which was a half-bottle sloshing level. Now when he encounters accented British English, Zhang Fan is sitting on wax.
  'S heart is not ordinary, "Mother, after so much effort, I still don't understand!"
  Fortunately, they also brought an interpreter, and although Zhao Yanfang usually does not look like an old house, the department he used in the morning was like a choir on the grassland, but when he opened his mouth, the words were crisp.
  It sounds taller than the old man.
  After getting on the bus, a group of people enter the city all the way.
  Walking, Zhang Fan asked Zhao Yanfang, "How come it feels like an old house!"
  "This is not the CBD area. We are going to the West End now. Almost all over there are old buildings."
  Before Zhang Fan was finished, he heard the head nurse like a frightened horse emerging from the herd: "Look, see, see, Big Ben."
  Zhang Fan looked back at the head nurse,
hold it steady, it’s just a big watch, is it so nervous? Hold it steady!

  The head nurse took a look at Zhang Fan, but she was sure of it anyway.
  After going abroad, some people follow the scenery or landscape that other people say, whether it’s good or not, but feel very excited and must take a photo.
  And Zhang Fan was like a man who came to the three islands to find faults. He would dislike this for a while, and dislike that for a while.
Zhao Yanfang, who originally introduced the city to everyone in   , can't continue to introduce it.
  "This is the Golden Han Palace with hundreds of years of history. It..."
   "This thing doesn't have our Tiananmen bust, it's gray and autumn, how do you think of the mansion of Uncle Bald."
  "This is the Thames Canal..."
   "Oh, it doesn't look as big as Tea Suhe!" Zhang Fan took a look dissatisfied.
  Is this bigger than the size? It's not a bun.
  Zhao Yanfang stopped talking!
   "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Don't talk about it anymore, I don't have any sense of expectation in my heart that you said." The head nurse unwillingly pushed Zhang Fan sitting in the front row.
  Zhang Fan smiled and stopped talking.
  It’s not that Zhang Fan has a sense of inferiority.
  Zhang Fan has been running the magic capital and the capital in recent years. When I circle around, I feel that the big city of China is younger than the city of Mishima. Whether it is people or architecture, it gives him a sense of youth.
  Because the airport is close to Cambridge, they arranged for Zhang Fan to go to Cambridge as their first stop. There is no grand welcome party either.
  The three directors who came to pick up the plane today can actually be said to be soliciting opinions from Zhang Fan.
  Originally a hepatobiliary speech, they wanted to add some general knowledge, such as the topic of the colon cancer paper published by Zhang Fan recently.
  Zhang Fan agreed without much thought.
  People saw that Zhang Fan agreed, so they asked the director of Hepatobiliary and Gallbladder from Wellington and the leading translator to take Zhang Fan and his party. The first one was to visit Cambridge and rest.
  Then go to the conference hall to give a speech the next day.
  Two cars, one is to lead the way, the other is sitting with Zhang Fan and the others.
  The hotel where Zhang Fan is stationed looks like a new year from the outside. But there is a noticeable difference inside.
  The huge chandelier is like a cherry tree hanging upside down on the roof.
  I reported the safety to the family and trimmed it for a while. Several people, accompanied by translators and escorts, made a transit in the legendary Cambridge.
  Caucasian, especially when you are over fifteen, you can’t guess the age of others. A huge chest, a slightly raised forehead, and a little freckles. If it were placed in China, it would be the mother of at least three children.
  As a result, people are freshman students.
  The school is not great, Zhang Fan did not see it, but what Zhang Fan saw was that the school seemed to have no walls.
  "Want to go to the bathroom?" Zhao Yanfang looked at Zhang Fan and looked around, then asked in a low voice.
   "No, why is this school without walls."
  Zhang Fan is a little curious.
  Don’t such a famous school even have the money to build a fence?
   "Cambridge University came first and then Cambridge City, so they didn't have walls."
  "What logic is this?" Zhang Fan couldn't understand, but he didn't struggle.
  Dinner Wellington’s director entertained Zhang Fan for a classic British meal.
  Fried fish and chips, as well as tomatoes, cut into two pieces, and then baked in the oven until the surface is slightly black, it is a dish.
  Beef Kidney Pie, Royal Butter Chicken, Beetroot Stew.
   To be honest, when the recipe was brought up, it was half a person tall.
  The level of dishes is acceptable, and it’s a bad evaluation for real chickens.
  To be honest, Zhang Fan has a good mouth, but this thing depends on its appearance. Compared with Hua Guo cuisine, it is a bit insulting to say this thing is ordinary.
  A round sausage, grilled like a black tattoo.
  The tableware is quite exquisite.
  Silver fork, silver knife, porcelain plate.
  The taste of food, Zhang Fan can't help it. It was the so-called dessert, Zhang Fan reluctantly ate some.
  After dinner, the director of Wellington left.
  Zhang Fan and the others took photos next to the legendary apple tree and looked at the surrounding buildings that seemed to have annual rings caused by rain.
  Zhang Fan and they went back to the hotel.
  When entering the hall, an Asian lady came over.
  "Hello, Professor Zhang, I am the president of GlaxoSmithKline Asia, Zeng Huiyu. It is a great honor to see you today. Hello, experts!" He said, while sending out business cards.
  It turns out that the GlaxoSmithKline family is waiting for Zhang Fan here.
  This Ms. Zeng, alone, has the posture of going to the meeting solo.
Black frames, small suits, white shirts, suit skirts. I don’t know whether I wear stockings or not. Anyway, I look very smooth and not very old. Zhang Fan took a look at the slackness of the opponent’s neck and eye bags. Between fifteen and forty years old.
  A pair of black leather shoes with a slight under the feet.
  Although he is alone, his momentum does not lose to Zhang Fan and his group.
  If this lady is a noble according to the people of Mishima, her ancestor was the one who slaughtered the capital of the kingdom of heaven.
  (End of this chapter)