Back in 2002 as a doctor

Oh shit!

Director Han cursed secretly in his heart.

These two sentences are the most heard at home, and these two sentences are the most heard at work.

How come the patient's family members look like their own wives.

But Director Han has long been used to these things, and the situation is calm.

He habitually flipped through the notepad, and then felt a little sad.

The hospital is building an electronic system, and I don't know what it will be like.

Well, why do you need to use a computer? This thing is a waste of money, Director Han thinks so.

In the Chest Pain Center and the Academician Workstation, Director Han turned to this page and couldn't believe it when he saw all kinds of jaw-dropping data written on it.

Zhou Congwen is really capable, and the little doctor under him is also capable, and he became the first in the province in a short time.

Change someone, dare you believe it?

Director Han has repeatedly verified each data through three channels.

Director Han is as clear as a mirror when it comes to clinical falsification and falsification of data, but he is too lazy to argue with some directors.

But Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou is really awesome. He doesn't check the data at all, and the data looks more fake than those fake ones.

Dean Chen will probably be very happy this year, and his life will be easier, Director Han thought leisurely.

Suddenly, there was a slight sobbing sound in the corridor.

Director Han didn't care. Whether it was a doctor who made a mistake or a family member of a patient who came to complain, the Dispute Management Office of the Medical Department was the most chaotic place in the hospital.

A few days ago, a family member of a patient made trouble because the postoperative fever lasted a day longer than what the doctor said before the operation. They couldn't explain it, and then they lay down in the hall and said that they had a heart attack.

Alas, with a bad attitude again, Director Han thought of going home helplessly.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

"Come in." Director Han said in a deep voice.

A short, fat woman about 1.5 meters five pushed the door in.

When Director Han saw it was her, his vision went dark and his brain was buzzing.

This is a doctor in the emergency internal medicine department, surnamed Zhao, with a very poor professional level, and the surgeon who was on shift with her complained endlessly.

For all patients with gastroenteritis, the physician should consult with the surgeon to check whether it is acute appendicitis.

What the hell, a physician doesn't know how to look at appendicitis, isn't that a joke.

And even if it was two or three o'clock in the morning, when the surgeon had just laid down to rest, she would not hesitate to pick him up to see if it was appendicitis.

But this is nothing, the bigger joke is behind.

A few days ago, this doctor was complained about.

The person who complained was a 66-year-old old lady. She said that Dr. Zhao and her old man had a good relationship...

When Director Han heard the news, he couldn't bear the rage of the little beast in his heart, even though his self-cultivation skills had become more and more serious in recent years, and his emotions became more and more invisible.

The old lady had a good sense of what she said. At first, Director Han wondered if he had run into a blackmailer, but after calling Dr. Zhao, she directly admitted that it was true.

Director Han can't figure it out. You are a doctor with a well-established staff in the Second Hospital of Medical University. No matter how bad you are, you won't cheat on a bad old man who is almost 70 years old.

It's all the same.

His surgery department was complained, but at any rate he was still touching the little girl... Fuck, that's not right.

In short, Director Han really started an unknown fire.

Finally, I found out that it was the old man who often came to the emergency department to prescribe medicine. In order not to register, he would talk to Dr. Zhao every time he came, and the two of them got better without knowing why.

good on... good on...

Director Han did not hesitate to suspend Dr. Zhao after confirming the matter, and finally arranged to go to the fever clinic.

Since the turmoil, hospitals across the country have established fever clinics.

But it’s not possible for all fever patients to pass through there, so the normal process of seeing a doctor has not changed, but there is one more place to send people to.

The fever clinic has nothing to do every day, and just throws some people who don't want to see there. Director Han also wants to be free.

Dr. Zhao was on this list. She was very unwilling and kept clamoring to go back to the emergency department or the ward.

"Director Han." Dr. Zhao said confidently with a bag in his hand.

Han Chu looked at the bag in her hand and was really speechless.

If you're giving a gift, how can you be so blatant that you don't even close the door? Is this a joke?

"how."

"I'll give you...you brought something, I don't want to go to the fever clinic." Dr. Zhao said bluntly.

Director Han really thinks that Dr. Zhao is sick.

There are only a few doctors with mental problems who dare to talk to themselves like this in the clinic.

Let's see how I cannon her today!

But before Director Han could speak, Dr. Zhao put the bag in his hand on Director Han's desk, turned around and left.

Director Han was frightened into a cold sweat.

All kinds of rivers and lakes rumors came to my mind at once.

There is a bag of money, and there is a knife in it. Whether you want money or a knife, you can decide for yourself.

Director Han encountered many similar things when he was young, and he was never afraid.But isn't this old, and since that who went to jail, the world...

Director Han restrained his thoughts and rolled out like a ball, as if the table was a time bomb.

"Doctor Zhao!" Director Han shouted.

Dr. Zhao walked out without looking back.

Director Han was helpless, who would dare to accept things from such a person with a bag in his head.He had no choice but to call two officers to the office.

"Open it and have a look." Director Han said, "If it's money, it will be sent to the discipline inspection. The construction of a clean government must be grasped to the end. This Dr. Zhao really wants to die."

Director Han calmed down and figured it out. Dr. Zhao just had a head with a bag, and he was definitely not a quack habit to intimidate him.

A staff member opened the bag with a smile, and then froze.

Chapter 1121 Let him pick!

"What's wrong?" Director Han asked.

"Han Chu...this..." The clerk looked at Han Chu helplessly, speechless.

"What is it?" Director Han asked.

"It's two cans."

"!!!" Director Han saw the clerk take out two bottles of canned yellow peaches from the bag, and the three corpses jumped up and down. The top of their heads seemed to be struck by lightning, and pieces of silver snakes flew around.

Canned yellow peaches, this is one of the "folk customs" in Northeast China.

It is said that if you are sick, you should eat yellow peaches to get rid of the disease.

Two bottles of canned peaches!

Dr. Zhao used it as a gift, and gave it to himself, the director of medical affairs. Is this scolding, or pointing at the nose and scolding.

It's really hard to use your brain, Director Han was immediately annoyed.

"Two bottles of canned yellow peaches? Are they real or not?" Another member of the staff looked up to see the two bottles of canned food on Director Han's table, and his eyes almost fell out.

Dr. Zhao must have deliberately angered Director Han.

Although there are many wonderful doctors, patients, and family members of patients in the medical office, I have never seen this kind.

Director Han was about to say something when the phone rang.

"Xiao Han, come here." Director Han answered the phone, and Dean Chen's voice came.

"Okay." Director Han replied.

He went out immediately.

"Director Han, what about the canned food?" asked the little clerk.

"Put it in the most conspicuous place. No one can throw it or move it. Add a note and send it to Dr. Zhao in the fever ward." Director Han said.

"..."

"..."

The two junior staff looked at each other.

Director Han "rolled" away like a ball. Before his figure disappeared, he turned around and said, "The font needs to be bigger!"

This is angry, and the two junior staff members are very aware of the emotions of their own Han Chu.

Director Han was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, his mood was indeed a little fluctuating. In front of a person like Dr. Zhao, even the ten thousand year old Buddha would feel a little turmoil in his heart.

"You guys just have a bad attitude!"

Behind him, the growls of the patient's family members came, and it sounded as clearly as sending Director Han to the elevator into Director Han's ears.

Alas, it would be great if we could manage everyone's emotions well, Director Han thought to himself.

Not to mention whether the medical industry is considered a service industry or not, even if it is a service industry, it must be full of enthusiasm to charge service fees.

No money... Forget it, Director Han sighed.

He only talked about emotional management, not the whole country, and only went to the Second Hospital of the Medical University. Director Han knew that if he could manage the emotions and attitudes of clinicians well, then he could directly become a god.

The next position is definitely not the vice president of the Second Hospital of Medical University, but will be directly called to the power center.

Going to the emperor is a certainty.

Hey, forget it, don't think about it, Director Han got on the elevator, the noise outside gradually became smaller until it disappeared.

Should I apply for an office upstairs? It's too noisy downstairs, Director Han thought to himself.

When he came to the door of Dean Chen's office, Director Han concentrated his attention first, managed his expressions well, and wondered what the dean wanted for him, before he raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After pushing the door and entering, Director Han saw that Dean Chen was smiling, and he let go of his heart.

"Chen Yuan, what a happy event." Director Han asked with a smile.

"Sit." Dean Chen patted the chair, "Xiao Han, I want to ask you something."

"Hey." Director Han changed a cute expression and sat down, flattering but not annoying, the specific scale needs to be changed according to different people opposite.

Everything was done just right, Director Han tried hard to figure out why Dean Chen was happy.

"What do you think of Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou?" Dean Chen asked.

"Professor Zhou?" Director Han pondered for a while, then raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, "Professor Zhou is the most powerful doctor I have ever met."

"Hehe." Dean Chen was noncommittal and just looked at Director Han.

"Let's put it this way, I have been following up the development of the Academician Workstation and the Chest Pain Center. It has only been so long. The Chest Pain Center alone has treated 87 patients with valvular disease and emergency myocardial infarction."

"Well." Dean Chen was obviously not interested in what Director Han said, he said with a smile, "Just received a call from Shanghai, Academician Chu finally agreed to build an academician workstation in our hospital."

"what!"

Director Han was taken aback.

This project was proposed early in the morning, and Chen Yuan even used his personal relationship to find Academician Chu to visit the Second Hospital of Medical University.

That was last year.

But how could the Second Hospital of Medical University get into Academician Chu's eyes? He just came to take a casual look, and he had already given Dean Chen great face.

The overall level of this area is countless times worse than that of the Devil's City...It's countless times, the key is that flying back and forth from the Devil's City is too time-consuming, and Academician Chu can't come here often.

Dean Chen's idea of ​​suppressing the first hospital of the Medical University was ultimately unsuccessful, but it was a surprise that Mr. Huang established an academician workstation last year.

Why... Dean Chen really has the ability to implement this matter!

Although Director Han had some doubts about what Dean Chen asked Zhou Congwen before, he knew what to do at this time.