The Surgeon's Studio

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Beijing, 912 hospital, hospital office meeting room. Director Yan was sitting in the main seat of the meeting room. His eyes were closed, and he seemed to have fallen asleep. Deputy Director Yuan looked at the subordinates who were arguing opposite him. He picked up an old porcelain jar and took a sip of water. There were a lot of topics in today's meeting, but they didn't involve any practical matters. Most of them were superficial matters, and there were no disputes. However, in the end, director ye raised a "small" issue about the suggestion to make an exception for doctor Zheng Ren's promotion to Associate Chief physician. It was only a suggestion, but as soon as it was put forward, it was firmly opposed by director Mao of the Science and Education Department. The intense argument had just ended, and the entire conference room was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Director ye was angry and unwilling. After all, this was the work of the Science and Education Department. He could only give suggestions from the perspective of medical work. After director Mao denied the possibility of him making an exception for promotion without hesitation, director ye looked at director Mao coldly. He really couldn't understand how a junior doctor like Zheng Ren could offend director Mao when he just arrived at 912. He could feel the hidden meaning behind chief Mao's words, which were a bit difficult and harsh. This was definitely not an ordinary and ambiguous attitude. Director ye was cursing in his heart. Zheng Ren jumped into a well with your child? Why did he have to make things so difficult for a "young" doctor? It was just an Associate Chief position, but it was rejected by him and Department Director Kong. He stood up, tidied his clothes, and said,""Division Chief Mao, you might not know this, but the eastern Cancer Center has started to poach doctor Zheng Ren." Director Mao was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "I'm the director of the Science and Education Department, not the director of the Human Resources Department. I'm not in charge of human resources. " "Doctor Zheng Ren is a rare talent in Science and Technology. I think there's no need to make an exception and promote him to an Associate Chief physician!" Director ye's words also gradually became stiff. As he spoke, he glanced at Deputy Yuan. The Dean sat in his seat, his eyes a little unfocused, as if he didn't notice what director ye was saying. "I've said it many times, but this is the last time. " Director Mao was also getting impatient. He looked at the table and said expressionlessly,"These are the rules. The country has issued a document." "There are so many documents. I've seen many people break the rules over the years." Division Chief ye was furious. He slammed the table and shouted. "Who are you trying to scare by slamming the table?" "How many months have you been in 912?" director Mao sneered. Was he going to make an exception? There was no such logic in the world. You don't have to go to the Department to ask for a spot, do you?" "Doctor Zheng Ren is a special talent. They had not been in 912 for a long time, but they had all seen the few operations and diagnoses. A few days ago, the twins "surgery was decided by Dr. Zheng and director Yuan on the spot. That's how the two lives were saved!" "Without him, I might not have died." Director Mao wasn't agitated. She knew that director ye was agitated, but this sly old fox must be as calm as water. He was only agitated to put pressure on her. "Director ye, what you're saying is denying the collective power. In my opinion, it's a little dangerous. " Director ye snorted. He knew what director Mao was going to say. It was just that those four words had no connection to Zheng Ren at all, and this was adding to his crime. "Let me say a few words." Department Director Kong was surprisingly calm today. He smiled and smoothed things over."Doctor Zheng Ren's professional skills are up to standard. I've noticed this a long time ago. I reported it to the hospital director and received his support. That's how we managed to poach Dr. Zheng Ren from Haicheng. " "I thought it was just a Nobel Prize project to add to the glory of 912. Of course, it's just a project, and it's still a long way from winning the Nobel Prize. Director Mao, please don't object to it. " Department Director Kong continued,"but everyone knows what has happened recently. For a live broadcast of surgery, on a smaller scale, doctor Zheng Ren has solved a certain amount of financial burden for the patients who agreed to live broadcast. This is treating and saving lives." He paused and looked around at everyone. "On a larger scale, achieving a breakthrough in a certain surgical method without keeping it to yourself is the spirit of a great doctor!" Department Director Kong said calmly,"it's ridiculous that such a technical talent is an attending physician." "I don't believe that boss Zheng will still be an attending physician when he's promoted. Who would have the face to be an Associate Chief physician?" This was a joke. Back when the health department selected a third – Class A hospital, it was said that Peking Union Medical College Hospital was selected without even submitting any materials. At that time, the Department said that Peking Union Medical College Hospital was not even a third – Class A hospital, so which hospital had the face to call themselves a third – Class A hospital? If Peking Union Medical College Hospital was not up to standard, this measure would have no credibility. Even if they had to pinch their noses, they had to push Peking Union Medical College Hospital up. That was exactly what department Director Kong meant. He had a Nobel Prize project in his hands, and he had international first – Class SCI papers such as the lancets and new England behind him. Everyone was convinced that he had done a good job in surgery. This kind of person was also an attending physician. Who would have the face to advance? "You can't say that," Division Chief Mao smiled slightly and was not angry."Department Director Kong, this year, the promotion quota has been released. Your boss Zheng is still an attending physician. Who among those who meet the conditions doesn't want to be promoted? If there's one who doesn't advance, I'll go and make an exception for him, so what?" Uh ... Department Director Kong was speechless. What director Mao said was the truth. As long as he could be promoted, who cared what title boss Zheng had? He was only giving an example, but it was used by director Mao. Although it was a little shameless, it was the truth. Department Director Kong shook his head and did not say anything. Department Director Luo from the digestive Department wanted to say something, but Division Chief Mao took over the topic and ignored him. He said directly,"Regarding this matter, I admit that doctor Zheng Ren's standard is very high. After all, there's a Nobel Prize project here. "However, the Department just had a meeting. From this year onwards, we'll strictly enforce the laws and regulations. We'll firmly put an end to those who only want to curry favor and don't put their attention on clinical medicine ..." She talked non – stop, and Division Chief Mao was so familiar with these words that he could speak for three days and three nights with his eyes closed. However, it was meaningless. Most of the time, life was built up by meaningless things. Department Director Kong sighed when he heard Division Chief Mao's polite words. He stood up and was about to leave. Even though this was very impolite, Department Director Kong was making his stand clear. He was making his stand very clear. At this time, if he didn't stand on boss Zheng's side and didn't do his best, how could he expect others to offend chief Mao and help him? Vice Principal Yuan's eyes flew open when he saw zhang xuan stand up. He was just about to say something when director ye's phone rang. "I'm in a meeting, turn off your phone. " "Yes, yes," Director ye took out his phone and was about to mute it when he suddenly saw the message on the screen and stood up. His movements were so violent that the chair rubbed against the ground, making a harsh sound.