"Why are you here if you don't spend the New Year at home?" Zhang Fan was in the office and wanted to check into the system. The breast gland was still not going very fast. He wanted to simulate it to see if the general direction was wrong.
As a result, before she could sit down, Wang Hong knocked on the door and greeted Zhang Fan with a smile.
"The seven aunts and eight aunts in my family are either right or wrong, but they want to go to the hospital through connections. I was a little annoyed, so I came to the hospital to have a look. I haven't summarized the spirit of many meetings a year ago."
In fact, Wang Hong was urged to come to work by her mother-in-law and her husband. Wan Hong's family is a civil servant. When her father-in-law was about to retire, she was given deputy-department treatment. Her mother-in-law received department-level treatment throughout her life. Her husband is also a department-level person now. Officer.
Now Wang Hong has the highest position, and her position is very critical. This kind of family attaches great importance to this, and they are deeply afraid that Wang Hong will be courted by relatives who come to visit her during the New Year, so after eating dumplings on the first day of the New Year, Wang Hong will be excused to go to work to avoid these unnecessary relationships.
Zhang Fan nodded and saw that Wang Hong had already made tea, so he said, "Don't do it. I'll do it myself. You hurry up and get the documents. When you're done, go back early. It's hard to rest for a few days throughout the year."
"Look at what you said, making tea can tire anyone." Wang Hong didn't dare to play tricks on Zhang Fan. Back then, Wang Hong could wave a group of young guys around, but there was nothing she could do against Zhang Fan. Now I don't dare to do it even more.
She knew very well that this black-faced guy, who looked harmless to humans and animals with a smile on his face, was actually really evil. Although now Wang Hong occasionally scolds and mutters silently in her heart, she still admires Zhang Fan.
Look at the same group of people who went to the hospital together back then, look at my husband who was very arrogant back then, and look at Zhang Fan now, there is really no comparison between people.
After taking two sips of tea, I heard the whine of sirens in the hospital yard. Not to mention the soundproofing of the administrative building, if the wind is strong, the light tubes in the room can do a disco for you.
When Zhang Fan heard this, several 120s went out, and he was not in the mood to drink tea and enter the system.
Many hospital directors often gradually become different after entering the leadership, and some even withdraw from clinical practice.
In fact, this is putting the cart before the horse. Hospitals are different from governments. For example, hospital directors and Bailihou at the same level. Relatively speaking, Bailihou manages more things, from industry to agriculture, from education to medical care, and you have to look up. Road, there is nothing wrong with having more meetings.
But hospitals are different. The essence of a hospital is to save lives and heal the wounded. A hospital director cannot think that he is the director, and then spend all his time in the government, trying to fawn over others and just want to buy a CT scan.
In fact, China's technical system often has this kind of problem. Once you become a big leader, you suddenly become like a craftsman who has left the company and started working in the field with a tie. It won't take long for this kind of person to be completely out of touch with the top ranks. This is not to favor one over another. In this regard, Golden Retriever's medical treatment is relatively good. It has a dean appointment system, and the main responsibility is clinical, not a semi-official dean like Hua Guo.
Zhang Fan is different. Clinical practice is his main profession. He can push other things as he can, such as the spirit of superiors. Zhang Fan usually leaves this aspect to Wang Hong, and then asks Wang Hong to read it out at the weekly administrative meeting. , let’s learn from it.
Finance was given to Yan Xiaoyu, personnel was given to Ren Li, and Ouyang Lao Chen was responsible for coordinating and dealing with the government.
On the one hand, decentralization, on the other hand, Zhang Fan has always been a leader in technology, and the hospital's leadership team is exceptionally united. Sometimes the unity makes the city leaders worry!
As soon as Zhang Fan entered the emergency center, he saw Xue Fei running out in a hurry. When he looked inside the emergency center, he saw a graduate student with a panicked face leading several intern undergraduates.
There is no way to pull the plug, and all the graduate students who have not graduated are stuck here.
"What's going on? Who can see if you go here?" Zhang Fan shouted.
"There's something going on in the folk street. Everyone else has paid 120. I'm afraid he won't be able to let the graduate student go over, so I can only go over. I'll probably be back soon." Xue Fei turned around and said, but he still didn't stop walking.
"Okay, you stay at home, I'll go!" Zhang Fan frowned.
"Okay!"
handed it to the little nurse.
In the past, when Chasu had no money, the leader had to apply to the Bird City leader for anything he wanted to do. But it is different now. With some money, he would always be a good man like a man when he had no money. He would go home on time and not drink. Not flirtatious.
But once you have a little money, everything changes immediately. Everyone seems to be destined to you. Those with more money may even think that they can steal other people's wives.
That's what happened to Chasu. Because of the dividends from Chasu Hospital, it has been recovering in the past two years. After having money, it started to make various troubles.
The first thing I went to was the folk street, which was antique, with small bridges and flowing water. I wanted it to be as glorious and majestic as the Tang Dynasty with roujiamo, and I wanted it to be like Zhouzhuang in the south of the Yangtze River. The woman standing at the end of the bridge holding a paper umbrella looked back and smiled. infinite style.
Although Zhang Fan has never been there, Shao Hua has gone there with the elderly in his family. In Shao Hua's words, it has nothing special. There is barbecue on one street, stinky tofu on the other, and mutton and beef soup on the other.
In normal times, there are few people in this place. This year, people from other places don’t go there at all. What kind of humanity do you think you have? People come here to see the grasslands, forests and snow-capped mountains.
On the contrary, during the Chinese New Year, this place is so crowded with people, so close to each other that the thinner ones are so crowded that they can move forward without their feet touching the ground. The merchants who were fooled also threw their arms away and shouted vigorously.
As a result, a girl standing by the bridge accidentally fell down from the three or four-meter-high bridge. The water dripped into ice in the winter, and the water on the small bridge started to flow early. It becomes ice-cold.
It was so good that when the woman fell, she happened to fall on a sharp point standing on the ice. I don’t know if it was originally a stone or something else. Anyway, it was just an ice lump that could be said to be sharp or blunt. Anyone who was on the bridge at the time could probably hear the clicking sound.
After the woman fell, she didn't even have a chance to shout. There was a click, like a bag of noodles falling on the cement floor, and there was only a dull impact.
Then the woman's boyfriend took a look and jumped down without hesitation. As a result, the ice surface was too slippery. As soon as he landed, his feet slipped and there was a crisp click, like the sound of bamboo being broken. The man covered his head like a pig. Ankle, with a ferocious face, began to howl.
The women were crawling on the ice like maggots and huddled together, twitching every now and then, while the men on the side covered their ankles and howled loudly.
I don’t know who yelled: Oh no, the bridge is going to collapse. They ran away like a pot exploding on the bridge. Then the adults shouted, the children cried, and within minutes there were shoes all over the bridge. Cleared.
The child wearing brand-new clothes was trampled by the crowd, as if he was covered in sticky bean bun filling. The mother was so frightened that the child kept asking the trembling child where it hurt.
The energy that people burst out under extreme conditions is really scary.
Some young and able people jumped directly from the bridge. Some hugged their feet and cried, and some were lucky enough to stand by the bridge and look at the bridge from a distance.
The two sides of the bridge are almost the same as Shura Field. Some call me mother, some call me children, it’s heartbreaking.
The small street was so crowded that even the security guards didn't know what was going on, but there were still people who escaped. Qingxin picked up the phone and started calling the police.
As the Chinese old saying goes, extreme joy brings sorrow.
Often the more happy you are, the more vigilant you need to be. Who is the person most responsible for this tragedy? The one who added to the chaos and shouted that the bridge collapsed? Or should we blame the people who go out to play during the New Year, or blame the government for not making the facilities foolproof?
Therefore, you really need to be vigilant and cautious. The more relaxed you are, the easier it is for something to happen.
Zhang Fan sat in the co-pilot of 120 and drove towards the scene.
Before I got there, I saw a group of people on the folk street, like dogs chasing away, fleeing in all directions. Some people were talking on the phone while running.
Some people ran and shouted, and some even had tears on their faces.
All of them were panicked. Zhang Fan took a look and said, "It's bad."
Quick, take a shortcut in. "
"Zhang Yuan, stone blocks have been placed on the shortcut."
The folk street was originally a place to make money. Stone blocks were placed in rows at the entrance of the street, and then turned into a parking lot. The exit was narrow, as if people were afraid of evading tolls.
There were a bunch of cars blocking the exit, and I was afraid that I would be running slowly. 120 can't get in at all.
Although the security guard's phone call said that someone was injured and needed treatment, Zhang Fan's years of experience had already understood that it was definitely not a simple injury. Either there was a sudden injury or something like a fire, otherwise the Chinese people who love to watch the excitement would not be able to run as fast as a rabbit.
"Crash into it, quickly, knock the stone pillar away."
The driver hesitated for a moment, and Zhang Fan immediately got angry: "Quick, hit us, life is at stake, why are you so stupid!"
Wuwuwu, the 120 roared and rushed over. With a bang, the car rushed forward as if it had stumbled. However, the quality of the 120 from Chasu Hospital was the best, and the two stone pillars were knocked open.
However, the front face of the 120 was also disfigured, and the bumper stuck out like a car's tongue, resting on the ground.
The car cut in quickly.
Zhang Fan looked at it from a distance and saw that there were a lot of people in colorful clothes lying and sitting on the ice like dumplings.
And those on the bridge were crying and roaring. Panic! It is so jarring in a festival that is supposed to be peaceful and joyful.
"Xue Fei, Xue Fei immediately notified Wang Hong and asked staff from all departments of Chasu Hospital to gather at the hospital immediately. Doctors and nurses at home were ordered to gather at Folk Street immediately, and those close to the hospital were ordered to gather at the hospital immediately."
