On the twenty-third day of the twelfth lunar month, after the Little New Year, it is the New Year. I respectfully send the Stove Lord to heaven to say good things and to keep the lower world safe.
On this day, the elderly in Zhang Fan's family were busy making delicious food to offer to the Stove Lord who was about to go to heaven to make a report.
In the past, this kind of thing was all done by Grandpa Zhang Fan, and the old man also had a rough life.
As a college student before liberation, I don’t know whether I joined the Three Purities Party or the Four People’s Party. Anyway, it was just such a party.
He probably doesn't know what he did specifically. He was strictly controlled for ten years. After he came out, he never talked about what major he studied back then, nor did he talk about politics.
I just brought a pack of silver needles with me. If anyone didn't have money to see a doctor, I would invite them to get a few needles. I didn't accept any money or gifts, and I just drank tea. I stayed in the countryside for most of my life.
At this time of year, the old man is the busiest. People from several villages come to him to write couplets and other things.
When Zhang Fan was a child, he felt that the old man was respected by others. It was a great feeling. He probably was also influenced by his grandfather when he applied for medical school.
In the past, I looked forward to the Chinese New Year every day, because during the Chinese New Year there would be delicious food, pocket money, and new clothes. What’s even better is that the adults are very tolerant these days.
Therefore, the Spring Festival when I was a child was the most beautiful.
When he grew up, especially during the Spring Festival after Zhang Fan became the dean, he felt a headache.
First, a group of pharmaceutical company representatives wanted to have a meal with Zhang Fan through various connections. Zhang Fan found a reason to refuse, and he was almost at the end of his search.
To be honest, Zhang Fan's skills are too good, otherwise, really, it would be difficult for him to move forward with his style.
Guanxi depends on guanxi, and people with various backgrounds as middlemen have their backgrounds. However, Zhang Fan still gritted his teeth and did not let go, and Shao Hua was quite supportive.
In this regard, Shao Hua and Zhang Fan are particularly similar.
Some people's invitations don't matter, but some people's invitations, Zhang Fan has to attend.
The surgical directors from various counties and townships have come to the city one after another recently. After finishing their work, they started calling Zhang Fan.
"Zhang Yuan, haha, I, Lao Wang, do you have time tonight? Come out for a meal and let the grassroots doctors in our lower hospitals also admire your style."
"Why are we so polite to each other? It's not necessary. I should be the one treating you."
Zhang Fan had to be polite to them.
"Hey, look at what you said, isn't this a slap in the face! You're right to criticize me, I'm late, but don't worry, there are no outsiders, it's just me and the director of our hospital!"
"Okay, have you found the place? No, I'll book it!"
"It's booked, it's booked, and I'm waiting for you to arrive, haha!"
Therefore, Zhang Fan has not had dinner at home recently.
Zhang Fan could ignore the presidents of prefectures and counties, medical representatives in urban areas and even regional managers.
Because Zhang Fan does not rely on them to make money, but Zhang Fan must protect these department directors in prefectures and counties.
After all, China's agricultural population still accounts for the majority. These department directors, these doctors, they are the front line facing patients.
If you don't maintain them well, want to throw a knife? If you think too much, you want people to call you sick and dream.
As transportation becomes more and more developed, highways are connected one by one.
Private cars are too common. Once they are not maintained well and the patient has some problem, they will directly point you to the bird market.
Don't ask, just ask and you'll find the capital.
Anyway, whether there are more or less patients is not very important to their income. The income of grassroots hospitals is all supported by the national finance, so they are not worried.
For example, in a rural hospital, if you see one patient a year, the doctor's income will be the same as if you see ten patients a day.
Moreover, with the current medical malpractice disputes, the government is also afraid, so many surgeries and treatments are not allowed to be carried out in grassroots hospitals.
Therefore, it is just a matter of opening one's mouth and going to the bird market to get some tea.
The current development of Chasu Hospital has actually entered a bottleneck state. It requires not only doctors but also a large number of disease sources. This is similar to Zhang Fan's system.
The directors mostly invited Zhang Fan to facilitate future work, or to gain face and brag, and most of the deans of these hospitals wanted to improve Zhang Fan's relationship.
Zhang Fan is not the director of a grassroots hospital, but he must give face to these department directors, so he is like queuing up every day, constantly receiving these department directors.
After entertaining the department director, the Chinese New Year is about to begin, and then there are close friends.
Zhang Fan also had to be called out to sit down. Throughout the year, people called him many times. He was either busy with surgeries or working overtime, so he was quite embarrassed.
"Lu Renjia, Zhu Bing and his wife must be summoned, as well as Tang Jingjing and Director Tang. Otherwise, there will be no complaints."
Zhang Fan and Shao Hua lay on the bed and finished their tenderness, but couldn't fall asleep, so they simply counted on their fingers.
"Will someone from your hospital invite you?"
"Forget it, I'll invite the people from the hospital alone tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Hey, I have a headache from eating out!"
Zhang Fan complained.
"I have really good eyesight!" Shao Hua boasted proudly.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan asked curiously.
"Yesterday, my former colleague complained to me, saying that her husband had social activities all year round, came home like a drunk cat every day, and had connections all over the world. As a result, no one useful could be called if something happened.
It's better for you, you won't even want to go if others invite you. "
"Do you want me to go or not?"
"What do you think?"
"How did I know that a woman's heart is like a needle in the sea?"
"Ah, I will let you go to the bottom of the sea, I will let you go to the bottom of the sea."
Saying that, he pounced over again!
Sometimes, Zhang Fan also wonders, does the system still have the effect of Viagra? It's good, but it's just too useless.
The atmosphere is relaxed when friends gather together. There is no need to flatter each other like when you are with the county director.
Friends are together, a group of women, a group of men, each talking about his own thing.
"My cousin has been borrowing money from everywhere lately, and I'm almost annoyed to death. Jiajia is about to give birth, and I don't want to worry her."
Zhu Bing sighed, the young man had joined Lu's family. Lu Renjia was good at everything, but he was a little dissatisfied with the relatives of Zhu Bing's family.
Also, after Zhu Bing's parents passed away, few of his relatives could contribute, so Lu Renjia didn't care much for them.
But Zhu Bing couldn't save face, so he could only help a bunch if he could help secretly.
"What's the matter? I have some money in my hand. When you need it, just ask."
Zhang Fan ate fried peanuts and kept saying, the more he ate the fried peanuts, the more delicious they became.
"Hey, the amount they borrowed is not a small amount. I'm worried about them."
"How much? Hundreds of thousands?"
"Where, millions!"
"Why, if you want to contract a project, you have to pay attention to whether you have the qualifications and so on."
"What, they are frying sheep now!"
"Fried sheep?" Zhang Fan was curious.
"Yes, Daolangyang!"
"Oh, singing is selling sheep. A singer makes an incredible amount of money a year, so why do you do this? Isn't this nonsense!"
"No! That's it."
Then Zhu Bing started to tell Zhang Fan.
Daolang sheep, actually called Duolang sheep, is a hybrid sheep. The body is extremely large. It is said that an adult ram can grow to more than 300 kilograms, which is almost three times the weight of ordinary sheep.
It's like a little donkey, and it's also weirdly long. The ears are as big as pig ears, like a big cattail leaf fan.
I don't know where the wind came from, and suddenly the price of the sheep suddenly shot up.
At the beginning, a sheep only cost 1,800 yuan, but later, it became more and more mysterious, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions, and even more mysterious, one head can be sold for tens of millions.
"How many millions? What kind of sheep? Even a golden sheep isn't that expensive. It has the function of Tang Monk, prolonging life?" Zhang Fan was shocked.
"Who says it's not true? But my cousin said that they can make a fortune. The family's house has been mortgaged and they all breed this kind of sheep."
"What Tang Monk?" Tang Jingjing asked when she heard the word "Tang" while chatting with the women about cosmetics.
"Let's talk about Daolangyang."
"I also know that many pastoral areas are crazy about speculation now. I think it's just a game of drumming and passing flowers." Tang Jingjing also participated.
Everyone chatted for a while, but because of the pregnant woman with a big belly, they left early.
After returning home, Zhang Fan's father whispered to Zhang Fan mysteriously, "Shitou, do you have time tomorrow? If you have time, you can drive me and your father-in-law out for a walk."
The relationship between Zhang Fan's father and his father-in-law is getting better and better, and they actually feel like buddies.
The two of them are about the same age, have similar experiences, have not finished junior high school education, and have straightforward personalities and tempers that can be seen through at a glance.
So the more the two of them chatted, the more they felt they had a right temper.
Zhang Fan felt something was wrong when he heard it, "Are my mother and my mother-in-law going?"
Zhang Fan knew his father and father-in-law very well, and they were extremely upright and straightforward. It could be said that they were the real people who were born under the red flag and grew up under the red flag.
"Tell your voice lower, it's the business of men, what are you doing with women!"
Seeing that he no longer had much authority in front of Zhang Fan, the old man started blowing his beard and staring.
"Haha, if you speak louder, my mother will come over!" Zhang Fan was happy, as the old man became more and more childish.
"Whether you want to go or not, I can't help you now, can I?"
"Go, tell me first what you are going to do. Otherwise, if Shao Hua asks tomorrow, I will have to tell the truth."
The old man quietly looked at Zhang Fan, his mother and Shao Hua, and then said quietly: "Your father-in-law's farm leader has obtained a batch of particularly valuable sheep from the southern border.
There are not many of them. I originally raised them privately, but I thought you had helped others, so I told my father-in-law that I would let you go tomorrow and sell one for you cheaply.
You don’t know which sheep are valuable. How much is your monthly income now? Is it five thousand? I can tell you that once you raise the sheep, you probably won’t be able to afford them after working for seven or eight years. "
"Haha, is it Daolangyang?"
"Hey, how do you know? Your father-in-law told you, didn't this old man agree to let me tell you?"
"Okay, let's go to bed. First of all, there are a few good things in the world that you all know when you retire.
Also, your son’s monthly income is more than 5,000 yuan. You should eat and drink, and we don’t need you to subsidize him.
Don't get angry. If you want to get angry, I will tell my mother that you are engaged in pyramid schemes! "
"You, you, you bastard..."
When the old man thought about it, he became a little angry and left.
This matter is over in Zhang Fan's family, but in the border areas, there are many families who dream of getting rich overnight.
There are countless people who mortgage their houses to raise sheep or borrow money to raise sheep. Just like the Tibetan Mastiff in a certain year, they have become a regional legend.
Especially the elderly, who have spent their life savings, and then, when faced with an avalanche, their blood pressure soared. In this warm and cold spring day, more patients with myocardial infarction and heart failure came to Chasu Cardiology Department.
They all have a characteristic, they are wearing respiratory masks and their hands are constantly dancing. If you listen carefully, they seem to be talking about sheep, sheep, sheep!
People who don’t know still think that advertising can make a fortune!
After inviting his friends, Zhang Fan then invited his colleagues from the hospital, who were also his direct relatives, to a table.
The one in my heart, the breathing Li Hui, the anorectal Zhao Zipeng who came back from Shanghai to celebrate the New Year, Ma Yichen from the general surgery department, Xue Xiaoqiao from the brain department, Lu Shuyan from the obstetrics and gynecology department, Xue Fei from the emergency center, Xu Xian from the orthopedics department, Wang Yanan, Zhou Chengfu...
Almost all of them are leaders from the youngest generation of Tea Su. Among them are those whom Zhang Fan brought out before he was famous, such as Wang Yanan, and others who had a good relationship when he transferred to another department, such as Lu Shuyan.
There are also several young men who are Zhang Fan's apprentices, such as Ma Yichen, Xu Xian, and Zhao Zipeng.
Although Xue Xiaoqiao didn't say it, he now regarded Zhang Fan as his role model.
They all have one characteristic, that is, hard work, and they all work hard to become the technical leaders in each department.
"Oh my god, how greedy you are. I heard Zhang Yuan's treat. Look, each one of them came earlier than the other!"
Xue Fei was originally on the second line shift today. Because Zhang Fan was having a treat, he changed shifts with the director of the emergency center and had to wait for a long time, so he came a little late.
Zhang Fan called for dinner and joked. He waited so long that he wanted to fly over, but after entering the door, he started making duplicitous jokes.
"Brother Xue!" Zhao Zipeng greeted with a smile.
He and Xue Fei studied together in Magic City for two months, and their relationship became closer.
"Come back for the New Year!" Xue Fei greeted with a smile. "Zhang Yuan is still considerate of you. When I went to study, Zhang Yuan didn't even ask me!"
Xue Fei was funny and pretended to be pitiful.
"Okay, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and we are almost starving to death." Wang Yanan was unwilling to listen to Xue Fei's explanation of going to the Magic City.
"Okay, everyone is here, waiter, please start the dishes!"
Zhang Fan said with a smile.
Sitting next to him were Wang Yanan and Xue Fei. Xue Fei was older, and he boasted that he and Zhang Fan were junior brothers, and now he is a director, so everyone asked him to sit next to Zhang Fan.
Originally, everyone asked Lu Shuyan from the Department of Surgery to take the seat of host and guest, but she just smiled but did not move.
As for Wang Yanan, everyone knows that although this girl looks careless, she is actually the first apprentice of Zhang Fan Zai City Hospital, and can be regarded as the pioneering senior sister, so everyone is very humble to her.
Xu Xian is flirting with that eyebrow now, and it's probably going to be over soon.
Lu Shuyan is becoming more and more deserted now, and is moving in the direction of the secretary of the hospital, taking a high and cold style.
Xue Xiaoqiao has a master's degree and is from the capital, and he is considered a latecomer, so he is not as familiar with it as others.
It was Zhao Zipeng, the youngest at the time, who served the tea and water.
Zhang Fan asked him to sit down, but he refused to do it. He insisted on serving everyone, so there was nothing he could do.
"Come on, one year is about to pass, let me say thank you for your hard work! Those who can drink, drink some, and those who can't drink, just drink tea. Let's meet one, come!"
…
"Yesterday, Zhang Yuan had a treat. Did you go?"
"Oh, I was on duty yesterday!"
"Yeah?"
"Um!"
The question is sad, and the answerer feels uncomfortable.
"Did Zhang Yuan treat us yesterday?" Ouyang asked the director of the medical department in the early morning.
"They're all a bunch of young people!"
"I didn't see it!" Ouyang smiled.
"What did you say, Dean?"
"I didn't say anything." Ouyang felt quite proud, "I know how to win over people. It's not in vain that I bothered him so much."
"When you go down, make a panel introduction of the people Zhang Fan invited, and highlight the following in the list of doctors in the department."
"Okay, but will it increase conflicts between doctors?"
The director of the medical department asked worriedly.
"The capable are at the top, the mediocre are at the bottom. I want to tell you one thing. Chasu Hospital does not support idle people, nor is it stingy to the capable."
"OK!"
Outside the window, heavy snow is falling, "Auspicious snow heralds a good year!"
Ouyang stood by the window and looked at the scenery outside with pride.
Zhang Fan had been practicing surgery for some time, and the old lady was particularly worried that Zhang Fan would follow the path of Lao Gao, who was technically proficient but interpersonally incompetent. Now, the old lady is happy.
