297 Show your face

Style: Romance Author: Zang FushengWords: 3548Update Time: 24/01/18 18:16:30
When God brings rain, man brings misfortune.

As for the editor and Dr. Yang, they may not even be considered officials, regardless of their low official status. But the eyes are on the top of his forehead. If you ask him who is so and so in the capital, he can really tell you how he got rich, what his resume is, what industry his wife is in, and whether his brother-in-law has white gloves.

I can tell you strictly, as if he promoted me personally. As for the truth and falsehood, it is a matter of benevolence and wisdom.

They regard this kind of chat as a way to support their status or connections. In fact, if they really care about it, they are no different from the old ladies on the streets. Whose wife bought new clothes and exposed her shoulders and flesh? Whose man doesn't zip up his zipper when going out, and his dark skin will leak out!

It's all just talk and bragging.

But if you ask him to put his eyes down to take a look, I'm sorry, my eyesight is not good!

Even in Bird City, people are looking upward. If you ask who has the largest company and who has the most power, he knows it clearly. As for the prefectures and counties below, don't even think about it.

Therefore, firstly, he doesn't know much about the profession, and secondly, he is not down to earth. He is a person who consciously has the class to escape from low-level tastes. And they are different from ordinary businessmen.

Businessmen talk about harmony, they talk about dignity.

Therefore, I don’t know Zhang Fan or Cha Su. Even if someone talks to them, they are not interested. A doctor or a regional hospital has nothing to talk about!

Originally, they were invisible and ignored to lower-level hospitals. As a result, lower-level hospitals are now so bold that they are starting to think about competing for the director's spot.

Without giving him some clues, he wouldn't even know how many eyes Lord Ma has.

When the times abandon an industry, they really don’t even say hello.

Who would have thought that in the future newspapers and magazines would be reduced to the point where no one wants them even if they are given away?

But 10 years ago, they were still brilliant, and it was probably the last fireworks.

Deputy Editor Chen's life at Frontier Daily was just like everyone else's, and he was still very happy. Although he couldn't get a job, the benefits at the newspaper were good, and he had various cards for holidays and festivals. He was also a leader, and his income was even better. It’s not bad to be taken advantage of by hundreds or even thousands.

It’s just that the rouge tiger at home is too fierce.

After listening to Dr. Yang's words and taking Dr. Yang's things, he returned home, lit a cigarette and made tea. He closed the door and told his wife that he was going to write a manuscript, and then reminisced about the memories of playing with young people.

He is most willing to do this kind of thing since he can be in the limelight and flaunt himself as the defender of the people. He wouldn't dare to scold the government to gain courage, and he wouldn't dare to scold his superiors even to gain courage.

He can definitely deal with the units at the lower level counties, not counting the units within the government system. If the lower-level hospital is taken advantage of and is anxious about public relations, maybe he will have another income.

Not only did he sell Lao Yang's favor, he became famous and gained a reputation, and he also received benefits, which was great. Before the manuscript was written, he began to think about how much it would cost to prepare the hospital.

A new female reporter had a sliver of money on her plate, which probably cost a little more.

"Is there anyone in this world who gets rich overnight?" 》

Deputy Editor-in-Chief Chen has a strong foundation and knows how to attract the attention of ordinary people.

The writing is sharp, the language is sharp, and the data is informative. He extracted the number of papers published by the First Affiliated Hospital, the Second Affiliated Hospital, the Central Hospital, the Provincial Hospital, the Nationalities Hospital, and even the Provincial Maternity and Children's Hospital over the years.

Then, the number of papers produced by Chasu Hospital in the past ten years and the number of papers this year were also listed.

It seems that the report adheres to the reporter's neutrality, but the article is secretly misleading the public, making the public think that Chasu Hospital is committing fraud.

At the end of the article, there is a sentence: when doctors start to seek quick success and instant benefits, and the color of their white coats changes, can the common people still count on their benevolence? I would like to advise the leaders of the hospital: The king of Chu has such a slim waist that many people in the palace will starve to death. The eyes of the common people are sharp!

He could not publish the daytime edition of Frontier Daily. But Frontier Evening News, which is semi-commercial and more popular with ordinary people, is still okay.

After finishing writing, Lao Chen fell asleep beautifully. In the dream, he was with... again.

Tea Su, in the city hospital, Ouyang, who had not been seen for many days, appeared. The hospital has published so many papers, and it would be strange if she didn't show up for such an appearance.

Although the hospital's papers have gained a lot this year, we can't hold a high-profile meeting to commend them. This is a bit too much. But, you can lead the ward rounds!

Ouyang is over 1.5 meters tall. Although she said she was 1.6 meters tall, Zhang Fan's visual inspection showed that she was not even 1.6 meters tall. However, if people say one meter, it is just one meter, or two meters is fine.

Old Mrs. Ouyang was in the middle, and Zhang Fan was slightly tilted back, just like Baby Annie with her bear doll.

Behind him are Lao Gao, then Lao Ju, Lao Chen, and some middle-level cadres.

"Let's start with the Department of Gastroenterology. The Department of Gastroenterology has given us a face, so we can't ignore them."

Ouyang tilted his head slightly and looked at Zhang Fan.

"Okay." After agreeing, Zhang Fan asked Lao Chen to call the gastroenterology department.

In the past, Ouyang gave the order directly, but now she began to respect Zhang Fan subtly in front of others, but when she was alone in the office, she still scolded him when she should.

There is no one else. Speaking of which, Master Zhang Fan is not so strict. It is just his personal style!

A huge crowd of people walked in the aisles of the hospital departments. Like a tiger on a quiet street, all family members were invited out of the department ward and waited at the stairs.

"This is the director of the city hospital! Hey, he's so majestic. I heard he's an expert!"

"Their vice president is the young black-faced doctor. I heard he is very powerful. He has the aura of an expert at a young age, but his face is a bit dark. It would be better if he was fairer!"

This is a family member whose condition is stable and will be discharged from the hospital in a few days. After seeing the leader doing rounds, they gossiped.

The family members who are seriously ill are looking at each other more anxiously, hoping that the experts will stay in their wards for a while and do more checks. Maybe a miracle will happen?

And doctors are different, too. The doctor who published the paper tensed up his face, but the smiley wrinkles between his eyebrows and feet could not be removed.

The doctor who had not published a paper gritted his teeth with regret.

The most urgent thing is the doctors who come to intern. They are about to graduate from university. In the past, undergraduates were not willing to come here, but now it is almost impossible for undergraduates to get in. Those who can get in are either exceptionally good and want to be treated differently by the leaders. Isn't it his father who can make leaders treat him differently?

However, most of them don’t have such fathers. Therefore, those who have a good foundation, have been practicing solidly recently, and are able to think of ways to get to the front, hope to be called on by the leaders to ask questions. So as to leave some impression on the leaders.

And some students are not very good at studying. They are afraid of being embarrassed and want to hide themselves in any way, and they are afraid of being asked by the leader to ask questions.

Those who are neither in the middle nor in the middle hope to finish the ward rounds quickly so that they can get off work early.

"The 9-bed patient is a patient with liver cirrhosis who underwent esophageal variceal ligation. The patient's vital signs are currently stable. After many discussions between our department and the hepatobiliary department, the patient is absolutely scheduled to undergo modified vein surgery."

"Yeah!" Ouyang nodded, and Zhang Fan took the medical record to look at it. At this moment, there is no need for him to speak and encourage people! No, encourage people! Ouyang can pull Zhang Fan N blocks.

"Yes, you are careful." Then he turned to the patient and said: "You may not know, but this doctor has just published a treatment method for your disease in the country's top magazine.

His skills are unparalleled across the country, and he is one of the most outstanding young doctors in our hospital. Therefore, you should treat the disease with peace of mind and actively cooperate. If you can meet such a doctor, your recovery will not be far away. "

In these two sentences, both the patient and the attending doctor were trembling! In fact, Ouyang exaggerated. Top magazines are also divided into three, six, and nine grades. In fact, it can be done, but the difficulty is different.

"Once you have learned it, you have to teach it. How many students are you teaching?" Ouyang asked next.

Then several internship students were eager to try, and Ouyang asked a girl who looked like a good student to answer the questions.

The question was not difficult and the girl answered it very well.

Ouyang nodded and patted the attending doctor on the shoulder, "I recruited you back then, and there was some problem in the department. I was worried that you would just go with the flow, and in the end you just let it go. But you didn't let me down, that's good. Keep up the good work. I will continue to wait for your next good news, and never rest on your previous achievements and be complacent."

The short Ouyang patted someone on the shoulder. The attending doctor's eyes were red and he was slightly bent over. No matter how you looked at it, it seemed ridiculous, but no one laughed, and each one was more serious than the other.

Gastroenterology, cardiology, and endocrinology one by one. Patients should do whatever they need to do, that is, wait in the ward when they arrive.

But the doctors couldn't do it. They were on standby in the department. It was almost noon, and their stomachs were growling, but the rounds were not over yet, so no one dared to leave.

Respiratory department, the chassis of Laoju. This department has the most problems, but also has the best results.

Several other departments have built their reputations through several directors.

As for the respiratory department, either or after Lao Ju became the director, in a few years, the respiratory departments of several other hospitals were knocked to the ground. Every morning at the morning meeting, English has become a scene in the hospital. The use of various advanced treatments, not to mention tea, some have not even been launched in the bird market, and they have already slipped away.

But there are many problems. Just like a small kingdom, they do everything from drug rebates, large prescriptions, and robbing patients.

The competition for patients in the surgical department all occurs within the same department. For example, the patients from the first and second hospitals compete for each other.

The respiratory department is so shameless in recruiting patients. No matter you have heart disease or diabetes, as long as you have a cough, they will admit you.

It’s also strange that the endocrinology doctors are all petty bourgeois female doctors, the cardiology doctors are more anxious than the others, and the respiratory doctors are more money-loving than the other.

For example, Zhang Fan, a former respiratory teacher, was famous for his love of money. For example, Li Hui, after becoming a nanny, took care of patients even more risklessly.

Ouyang also knew this situation. It was difficult to tell before, but now, she has jumped out of the three realms. When she entered the department, she said to Zhang Fan: "The respiratory department is different. Look at the fruit basket that has entered the doctor's office. Are you on duty?" The room is full of milk and fruits!”

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Director Ju is busy, and the department's anti-corruption construction is a little behind. This is all my fault. I have arranged too many things for Director Ju. I admit my mistake and I am willing to review it at the faculty meeting. "

Lao Ju blushed so hard that he was speechless. The two of them sang and held Lao Ju in the air. His face was so hot that he could make pancakes. In the past, Ouyang was so stubborn that he would grit his teeth and insist on fighting. But now, now that he has met Zhang Fan, he can't even say that he is so good at being a leader!

The internal medicine ward rounds ended in the afternoon. It is said that Lao Ju banged the table in the department.

The surgical ward rounds can only be postponed to the next day, because the surgeon cannot wait. Everyone has gone to the operating room and there is no way to do the ward rounds.

Just when Ouyang was showing off his power, the Frontier Evening News published a newspaper about Chasu Hospital.

Ouyang usually doesn't read the evening news. Others also read Renren Daily and Frontier Daily. As for the evening news, she doesn't have the time.

As for Zhang Fan, someone who doesn’t even watch the broadcast, expect him to read the newspaper?

But there are always people watching.