Who stabbed me in the back?

After all, he hadn't come for two days, and the original arrangements had changed a lot, so it would be beneficial for him to arrange his time reasonably if he had a second look.

But after watching for half an hour, I found that they were still sitting there spitting, so I couldn't help but pulled Aunt Chen and asked, "There is no meeting today?"

"Yes, but it's a memorial service!" The one who spoke was Zhao Xiuyun, the most beautiful of the four women in their department, but her mouth was always open and her upper and lower lips came out without thinking about it. It is to find Zhang Yujia happy, so Zhang Yujia is not too happy to talk to her.

But today, hearing what she said, he remembered the bad-mouthed head nurse Zhou when he went to find Yang Yun earlier, so he said displeasedly: "Sister Zhao, don't keep talking nonsense early in the morning."

Zhang Jie said suddenly, "She's not talking nonsense. Deputy Director Xu died in the bathroom on the third floor the night before yesterday. He was only discovered yesterday morning. It was said to be a sudden myocardial infarction."

The name of this deputy director is Xu Qingming. He is an ashes veteran of this hospital. He is already 67 years old. He has been here since the day the hospital was established. Yes, he organized and arranged all the ups and downs of the hospital, large and small conferences and activities.He Zuo and their juniors never rely on the old to sell the old, and they can be called a role model for their young people.

Hearing what Zhang Jie said now, Zhang Yujia couldn't help feeling emotional, "Deputy Director Xu is a good person, what a pity."

"That's right. I didn't believe it when my mom called me yesterday to tell me about it. It made me sad all night. I wanted to go to his house to pay homage to him, but his body is still in the funeral home."

The little mother continued: "Do you still feel sorry for me? Let me say that I have worked with him for seven or eight years, and the old man still has my birthday together. We have spent several years together. This year was originally planned." He also called the people from the two departments out for a meal, but he died just like that, could it be that there is such a difference of a few days?"

The little mother complained, but there was reluctance between the lines, which made Zhang Yujia even more sentimental.

At this time, Zhang Xiuyun said again: "You say it's strange, the third floor is the obstetrics and gynecology department, and there are the most people in the whole building. Why did you die at night and didn't find out until morning?"

The little mother said: "I also find it strange. They all said that he didn't die of myocardial infarction at all, but died of fright. Now his family is going to sue the hospital, probably because of this."

"Who said you were scared to death?"

"It is said that a young intern saw it, saying that his mouth was wide open, his eyeballs were about to come out, and his hands were still pinching his neck..."

"If you have an acute myocardial infarction, you will open your mouth if you can't breathe!"

"Then why is he pinching his own neck?"

"Maybe it's..."

"..."

Zhang Yujia couldn't listen to the speculations of these women, so Qiu Shuang from the Department of Orthopedics called Director Liu's office. Director Liu said that the advertisement on TV had been broadcast, and at the same time, the expert team and the team reception room were also ready. The agenda was basically in place, and after a few encouraging words, they were led to a large conference hall next to the emergency room.

When Zhang Yujia followed a group of people to the conference hall, he found that the conference hall had been carefully decorated and divided into four spaces, which were separated by things made of wood or glass, and hung in the middle. There are reception room, waiting room, expert room and foreign chief physician room.

Zhang Yujia and five other people are in the expert room. Because it is convenient for patients to consult and consult, their office desks are a circle, and they have their own desks. As if knowing that Zhang Yujia's level is limited, he was squeezed in. In the innermost place, which is near the corner of the wall, Liu Qi and the others asked him to do small things from time to time, such as delivering tea and water, picking up paper and pens, and he basically didn't even have a chance to communicate with a patient.

That's fine, but the most irritating thing is that there is a foreign chief physician's office behind the glass, so Zhang Yujia has to think that a single Ren Fengli occupies a quarter of the meeting room, but a meeting room has a thousand people. Flat, and he personally occupies 250 square meters, such a big place is enough to eat, drink, sleep, and only VIP-level figures can make him move his mouth, he is simply extremely jealous.

Because it was the first day of waiting for the doctor, although he was busy, the time passed quickly. Before it was time to eat, that little girl Yang Yun ran over, and then the expert long expert poked his sore spot Finally, seeing that everyone in the office had almost left, he returned to the topic and said, "I asked Wen Qiu to watch the mortuary for me. Guess what she saw?"

"What?" Zhang Yujia was a little absent-minded, after all, he didn't want to meddle in these nosy matters.

Yang Yun said seriously: "Liu Qi went in again."

"What's so strange about this? You girl, mind your own business, and be careful not to suffer. He is small-minded. It's not good for you to follow others all the time."

"But there is no corpse at all in the morgue. Why does he go to the morgue all the time?! I guess there are organs inside."

Zhang Yujia said helplessly, "Have you read too many detective novels?"

"No, my brother came here yesterday and said that the mortuary in our hospital is very cloudy."

"You don't believe in these things!"

"I don't believe in ghosts, but I believe there must be someone behind this. You must know that people are much scarier than ghosts."

These words made Zhang Yujia's heart drop to freezing point, and he murmured for a long time: "You are wrong, ghosts are more terrifying than humans, at least humans are still bound by moral laws and conscience, but ghosts are not."

After finishing a sentence, Zhang Yujia accidentally met a pair of blue eyes through the glass. Zhang Yujia shuddered and couldn't tell what it was like. She was about to take Yang Yun to dinner. It can be seen that the table was already piled up with bento boxes and KFC, so he finally knew, the name of this taste is envy, jealousy and hatred.

After eating lunch with Yang Yun, Zhang Yujia went back to her department and sat for a while. After all, the experts except Liu Qi were not from her department, so she was somewhat restrained. It was still comfortable to stay with Aunt Chen and the others. They talk nonsense.

But before he could get to his place, the phone rang, and it was Yao Tianshi's, but when he pressed the answer button, he heard a panting voice: "You come here tonight, I have something to ask you."

"Ah? Excuse me..." Zhang Yujia hung up the phone before he asked a question. Is this a request?Why is there such no room for rejection? !

In the afternoon, Zhang Yujia was handed a list of surgical personnel, and he clearly saw that Zhuang Mingchen's major surgeons included his name in the list, which made him quite excited. , even jumping to the toilet, and while squatting on the toilet, in order to make himself happy and get more people's understanding, he planned to write a poem lyrically by using the scene, so he took out a marker and wrote it on the front of the toilet. The inscription on the door reads, "Three cannons sounded and the city gate opened, and a golden dragon flew out. After the golden dragon, it rained heavily. After the rain, the imperial decree came."

After finishing writing, he pulled up his pants, and then ran towards the sink, unexpectedly, he ran into Zhuang Mingchen again here.

Of course, Zhuang Mingchen couldn't understand why a normal person would be so happy to poop, so he looked at him with interest.

Zhang Yujia immediately stopped smiling when he saw it like this, and felt his pair of blue eyes passed over him like a scan, so his whole body trembled like an electric shock, and he was very contemptuous He scolded himself, 'Bitch, don't be crazy when you see blue eyes', and then added, 'Damn, what a joke' to the person in the mirror.

Although he didn't make a sound, his lip shape was enough for the other party to restrain himself.

But it's a pity that Zhuang Mingchen didn't seem to pay attention to his virtues of claws and claws, and directly reminded him friendly: "Doctor Zhang, it seems that you didn't use paper when you came out..."

Hastily hastily! ! ! ! !

Zhang Yujia went crazy, oh my god, he suddenly remembered that he forgot to wipe his ass just now to write a poem...

19 baby spirit

Ever since the incident of not wiping his butt after pooping happened, Zhang Yujia avoided Zhuang Mingchen in everything. He always felt that this person was his nemesis, and he was so unlucky every time he saw him. He hasn't forgotten it yet.

But the good thing is that this person is not a person with a big mouth, otherwise he would be laughed to death by the whole building.

After getting off work at night, Zhang Yujia followed Yao Mengda's instructions and took a taxi to the dilapidated office building. When he got off the bus, the master shifted gears and ran away without giving him two dollars. Frightened like a cemetery.

Zhang Yujia didn't react much. Although the sky above the office building was still shrouded in a thick layer of black fog, no matter how there was a master like Yao Mengda around, he didn't feel any worries.

Zhang Yujia still saw the old man Yao in the compartment at the corner of the stairs, and Yang Yunze was with him. Yang Yunze seemed to be in a bad mood. When he saw him, he only raised the corner of his mouth and went to play with those Taoist talismans again. However, Yao Mengda was extremely excited to see him, not only asked his health, but also poured him a cup of tea, which made Zhang Yujia feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that it was getting dark after a while, and old man Yao was still asking innocuously, he was a little anxious, so he directly got to the point and said: "Master wants the junior to come today, why exactly?!"

Seeing him asking this question, Yao Mengda felt that what he had to face was to