The country romantic little doctor king

The Health Bureau is a unit directly under the jurisdiction of the hospital, and public hospitals are under the direct leadership of the Health Bureau. The appointment of the director must be approved by the Health Bureau and signed by the director.

Therefore, if you want to take advantage of Zhao Changchun, the Director of the Health Bureau must take action.

"What? Give your daughter's boyfriend an annual salary of one million? He works part-time as an external expert and is also the deputy director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. He only works two or three days a week? Isn't this nonsense? How can there be such a good thing in the world? According to reports As far as I know, the highest-paid doctor in the city hospital does not have an annual salary of one million. This Zhao Changchun is getting more and more outrageous. He is obviously practicing favoritism and lining his own pockets. Do you think that the city hospital is run by your own family? He is eating free money. Eaten to this extent? No, you wait for me, I will go over to find out the situation."

During the phone call, Zhou Bingkun, the director of the Health Bureau, was furious and decided to come to the city hospital now to find out the situation. If it was true, Zhao Changchun would definitely not be able to enjoy the good news.

"Okay, okay, then I'll take a trip to Bureau Zhou. I'll wait for you here." Cao Huaqing said into the phone.

Even if he was an old classmate whose status was now higher than his own, Cao Huaqing had to be polite and not dare to make any mistakes.

If Zhao Changchun can be taken down this time, and the old classmate exerts more force and favors him, maybe he will be the new dean. That's why he took such initiative, preferring to be used as a weapon by a brat like Sun Chao.

The office building of the Health Bureau is not far across the road from the Municipal Hospital. In less than ten minutes, Zhou Bingkun's Audi car drove downstairs to the outpatient building of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of the Municipal Hospital. Cao Huaqing, Wei Decai, Jiang Pengcheng, and Sun Chao were at the door in person. meet.

Although he is of the same age as the three old guys, Zhou Bingkun looks obviously younger, has good maintenance skills, and has a kind of official authority that is not angry and self-defeating, which makes people feel a sense of oppression and involuntarily keep them at a distance. .

In addition to the driver, there is also a female secretary accompanying him, which is full of style.

"Boss Zhou, you're here. It's been really hard work not letting you have a good rest at noon." Cao Huaqing chuckled and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

After all, it's lunch break now, so it's really inappropriate to let people go out for business, and I feel very sorry.

"We are old classmates, we are a family, we don't speak the same language. Besides, everything is to serve the people, no matter how hard and tired it is, it is worth it. What about Zhao Changchun? Take me to see him quickly, it is nonsense, it is simply useless That's ridiculous!" Zhou Bingkun said angrily, clasping his hands behind his back and breathing heavily.

I remember that when Zhao Changchun took office, he was still the deputy director. It was the old director who was optimistic about Zhao Changchun, otherwise the director would be someone else.

"It's upstairs, I'll take you there. The matter has spread in the hospital, causing a bad impact. Now many doctors are passive and slack in their work, but Director Zhao has not taken back his intention to accept his fate. What else can he say about his future? My son-in-law has superb medical skills, and his annual salary of one million is already the price of friendship. He is really worth five million or ten million per year. Tell me, what are these words? I don’t even draft a draft when I am bragging. I am a vice president. A doctor who has been a doctor for decades, still has the title of professor, and his annual salary is only a few hundred thousand. His future son-in-law is only in his mid-twenties, and he seemed to have been a village doctor in a small mountain village. He has superb medical skills and can Where is Gao Chao?" Cao Huaqing said with added jealousy.

At this time, Sun Chao quickly said: "Director Zhou, please allow me to add something. Dean Zhao's prospective son-in-law is giving acupuncture to a vegetative state. I have been acupuncture for that vegetative state for several years, and now there is a sudden reaction. Dean Zhao takes credit for it." It all belongs to his prospective son-in-law and has nothing to do with me, and it has been widely publicized among the hospital employees to prove that his prospective son-in-law has superb medical skills. I can't complain so blatantly when he takes credit from others."

"You are Sun Yaohua's eldest grandson, right? I remember you. Your Sun family's Yin-Yang Tai Chi acupuncture is very powerful, and it has unpredictable powers. I am a frequent visitor to your Sun family's Huichun Hall, and I go there every month Acupuncture once. My health is so good because of your Sun family's Yin Yang Tai Chi acupuncture." Zhou Bingkun looked at Sun Chao and said, his eyes full of admiration for this young junior.

"Hey, that's what it should be. Director Zhou serves the people, takes care of everything every day, and works tirelessly. It's an honor for my Huichun Hall to serve you." Sun Chao said flatteringly.

Zhou Bingkun nodded, his admiration for Sun Chao even stronger in his eyes.

"Zhao Changchun really doesn't want to do anything wrong. Although he has made no major mistakes in the past few years as the dean, he has not made any great contributions. The development of the hospital has been mediocre. In my opinion, without great contributions, It's a big mistake. Because if you don't develop, others are developing, and you are retreating under the background. If it doesn't work, you can only replace someone." Zhou Bingkun said coldly, actually thinking of replacing Zhao Changchun.

Cao Huaqing, Wei Decai and Jiang Pengcheng were all shocked when they heard this. As deputy deans, they would all have a chance if Zhao Changchun was taken down. But Cao Huaqing's chances are obviously greater.

At this moment, there were many people standing at the door of the director's office of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, which was Sun Chao's office. Everyone was silent and looking forward to it.

It was in this office and treatment room that Chen Yang gave acupuncture and treated the vegetative elderly man.

Zhao Changchun and Zhou Quanjie were standing outside because the door was locked and they couldn't get in.

In addition, there is a middle-aged man wearing a white shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes. He is very eye-catching among the group of people. He wears gold-rimmed glasses, has shiny hair, has a fair face, and exudes the aura of elegance and superiority. He seems to be aloof, not angry and powerful, and he looks extraordinary at first sight.

At this moment, this elegant man in a white shirt, who looked like a superior, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He kept spinning in circles, trying to push the door open, but withdrew his hand again and again.

"Mayor Zheng, don't be nervous. The old man will be fine and will definitely wake up. Doctor Chen's medical skills are unparalleled. He can even cure the terminal illness of Mr. Qiao." Zhao Changchun comforted the elegant man. road.

This man is none other than the mayor of Chuzhou City, Zheng Minghui.

The vegetative person lying in the room is his father, Zheng Zhizhong.

The old man was in a vegetative state due to a car accident before he was an official. His son was better than his predecessors, and now he is at the department level, with a full family of public servants, and he can be called a master of officials.

"Yes, yes, Mayor Zheng, the little miracle doctor's medical skills are amazing. If the little miracle doctor hadn't taken action last night, my son might have been in trouble."

A middle-aged man sitting in a wheelchair with a cast and bandages on his body said.

This middle-aged man is none other than Mayor Ding Youwei. His injuries were caused by Chen Yang, who beat him up because he favored his unreasonable girlfriend Jiang Xiaoqin.

But knowing that Chen Yang had a close relationship with the Qiao family and was the savior of the old man, he didn't dare to retaliate at all.

Now that Chen Yang has treated the mayor's father, which has produced very good results, he does not dare to make a mistake and file a lawsuit against Chen Yang.

As for his injuries, of course he refused to admit that they were caused by Chen Yang's beating, and lied to Zheng Minghui, saying that they were caused by being hit by a car in a traffic accident.

Not to mention, the bones and tendons all over his body were broken, as if he had been hit by a car.

"Can I really wake up? I've been in a coma for eight years." Zheng Minghui said nervously and excitedly. Although he couldn't believe it, he had the best hope in his heart.

"Humph! I'll see a ghost when I wake up. I even locked the door. I don't know what kind of tricks are being played in the house. I don't dare to let people see it." Geng Wei sneered in his heart. He wouldn't believe that Chen Yang could do it even if I beat him to death. Heal people.

At this moment, inside the house.

Boom boom boom!

As the Yin Soul Returning Yang Formation continues to operate, the vegetative old man's soul becomes more and more powerful. It was half virtual and half real before, as fragile as paper. Now it is condensed dozens of times and becomes more and more concrete.

Of course, not only the soul, but also the old man's physical body is being nourished. The vitality runs through the whole body. The range of movement of the hands and feet is getting wider and wider, and the heart beats stronger and stronger. It is like a person in a nightmare state, eager to catch What, wake yourself up.

At this time, Chen Yang looked exhausted. He had never been so tired before. Treating a patient was like fighting a battle on the battlefield. If I didn't brag about my awesomeness, I really want to give up and leave, and die.

The scene was very exciting, but it was so scary. Zhao Qingyun was so frightened and pale that she regretted staying in the house.

Curiosity killed the cat!

What she saw today made her original worldview collapse, and she gained a deeper understanding of the world.

"Break it for me!"

Seeing that the heat was almost done, Chen Yang suddenly shouted loudly.

Almost at the same time, the cage in the depths of the old man's consciousness burst open, and the imprisoned soul suddenly rushed out.

This ray of soul even rushed out of the body and truly manifested. It looked the same as the old man, but slightly illusory. It seemed that it had been suppressed for a long time. It wanted the sea to be wide and the fish to jump and the sky to be high and the birds to fly. , come out cool and unrestrained.

As soon as the ghost came out, there was even a gust of wind blowing in the ward, and the temperature suddenly dropped.

"what!"

Seeing the old man's ghost, Zhao Qingyun couldn't help but exclaim, her whole body shaking like chaff, and even held Chen Yang from behind, using this man as a support.

"Where are you going? Come back here and the ghost will return to its place!" Chen Yang shouted again.

With a pinch of magic with both hands, the soul that wanted to ride the wind was dragged back by a golden light, and finally returned to the old man's body.

When his soul returned to its original position, the old man's body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

The next second, his eyelids opened, a pair of big eyes were black and shiny, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets, and he was breathing heavily.

"Oh my God, wake up, people wake up."

Seeing the old man open his eyes, Zhao Qingyun let out another louder exclamation.

Chen Yang also smiled happily, finally fulfilling his mission.