Zhang Shoucheng, an expert from the Yizhou Provincial People's Hospital, has regarded Gu Lei as a confidant since he met him at an economic conference and learned about his medical skills and personality.

When he chatted with Gu Lei, he heard Gu Lei say that he was ashamed of his old father all these years and didn't let him live too well, and he wanted to handle the old man's 66th birthday well this year.

He was originally going to attend the birthday banquet, but the day before he received an invitation to go to the capital to attend the meeting, the time just happened to coincide with Old Man Gu's birthday, so he had to prepare a gift in advance, ready to meet Gu Lei after work and give him the gift.

At this time, his assistant physician came to call him and said, "Dean Fu is looking for you and asking you to go to his office as soon as possible." ”

What could it be? Zhang Shoucheng pondered and took the time to go to Dean Fu's office. He doesn't usually communicate much with Dean Fu.

"Lao Zhang is here, sit down. "Dean Fu is very welcoming.

"Dean, is there anything you want me to do?" asked Zhang Shoucheng. There must be something, of course it can't be that you came to chat with him.

"Well, Lao Zhang, you are a technical authority in our hospital, which is obvious to everyone. I've heard that you have recently been invited to another important meeting......"

The reason why Zhang Shoucheng doesn't like to associate with him and doesn't like to listen to these clichés is definitely a reason, and he always takes a long time to get to the point, which is a delay for him.

"Dean Fu, if you have anything, just say it. Zhang Shoucheng listened to it for a while, didn't want to listen to it anymore, and said directly.

Dean Fu didn't say anything on his face, and finally talked about what he wanted to say.

"Lao Zhang, I heard that last week, a patient with intestinal obstruction after diabetes surgery was sent to our hospital, right?"

"Yes, now that I have been discharged from the hospital, what do you want to know, dean?" Zhang Shoucheng felt that Dean Fu's intentions were only afraid of being good.

Sure enough, Dean Fu continued: "I heard that after the patient was brought in, only some tests were done, and then neither you nor the deputy director of the endocrinology department did any treatment for the patient. It stands to reason that acute intestinal obstruction can be operated on, but why wasn't it done at the time? Yes, I know, the patient's family is against it, and there is a risk of infection. But ......"

When Zhang Shoucheng heard this, he wanted to refute, but he was pressed down by Dean Fu's hand, only to hear him continue: "However, with the skills and experience of you and the deputy director of the endocrinology department, you can completely reduce the risk as much as possible, and any operation is risky." As for the opposition of the family members, you can use your own expertise to convince them. How can we just ask a Chinese medicine doctor to take over without doing anything? So what do we medical workers do?"

Zhang Shoucheng couldn't listen anymore and said, "Dean Fu, you are from an administrative background, and you may not know much about this." I can tell you that the patient's condition at that time, if the surgery is done, the risk of infection is relatively high. Besides, the family's wishes are very strong, can we induce them to sign a consent form for surgery that does not turn out well?"

Zhang Shoucheng didn't understand much, which made Dean Fu speechless for a while, he is indeed not very proficient in technology, and if he continues to argue in this regard, there is no chance of winning.

After thinking for a while, he changed his tone and said, "Lao Zhang, I know that you are a doctor with a benevolent heart and everything is patient-oriented, but you don't know my troubles as a manager. ”

Zhang Shoucheng didn't know what he wanted to say, and it shouldn't be a good thing.

"The last time you did that, it would affect the reputation of our hospital, and people would say that the diseases that our hospital couldn't cure were cured by a pair of Chinese medicine. This has a very bad effect. It directly affects the economic benefits of our hospital......"

"Dean Fu, between Chinese and Western medicine, each has its own strengths, which Dr. Gu also admitted. If you really operated on the patient last time, what if something happens? If there is any trouble in the future, will you come forward to solve it?"

Zhang Shoucheng will not offend people without anything, but he is not afraid of things, and the hospital that wants to hire him is that he is just too lazy to move his nest.

If you change to another doctor, Dean Fu will not be talked back against. Hearing this, although he didn't show any annoyance on his face, he hated it in his heart.

"I think these technical matters should not be entrusted to the dean, you are not responsible, it is better to delegate these powers, so as to avoid the phenomenon of laymen leading insiders. I have something to do, so I'll go first. ”

With that, Zhang Shoucheng left the office. Leaving Dean Fu with a gloomy face. Dean Fu slowly calmed down for a while before suppressing the breath in his heart.

At this time, he remembered one thing, he heard that the wife of Director Lei of the Provincial Health Department had a cold, so he called the Lei family. It was Director Lei's son who answered the phone on the other end, and he said, "It's Dean Fu, yes, my mother has a cold, and she is not well, and she is planning to send her to the hospital to have a look...... Well, okay, okay. I know. ”

Dean Fu put down the phone and instructed his assistant, "In half an hour, the wife of Director Lei of the Department of Health will come over, and you can arrange it, and you may use the ward on the top floor." ”

The assistant agreed, "Okay, I'll do it right away." He knew that Dean Fu was in management, and his professional aspect was not very strong, and he was able to sit firmly in this position, and Director Lei's support was indispensable.

The next morning, Zhang Shoucheng went to find Gu Lei, and at this time, Yu Cailan was not in Gu Lei's office.

"Why isn't it here?" Zhang Shoucheng gave a gift after he came. After chatting a few more words about the hospital, he found that Yu Cailan had not come back, so he asked.

"She, she went to the third floor, and the girls took leave and were going to the suburbs in the afternoon. The girl in the gastroenterology department on the third floor couldn't get out of her body for the time being, and she had to wait for a colleague to come and replace her, and several of them were now in the gastroenterology department on the third floor. ”

"Oh, I see, these children, remind me of when I was young, I was also fun-loving at that time, and I got old in a blink of an eye, why is it so fast?" Zhang Shoucheng leaned back in his chair, squinting and smoking a cigarette while nostalgic for Gu Lei. He felt that he didn't have to think about talking to Gu Lei here, and he was very relaxed to stay.

"Are you still emotional?" Gu Lei said with a smile.

"Hehe, I'm getting old. When people are young, they like to look forward to the future, and when they are old, they tend to recall the past. ”

"Haha, that's amazing, it's quite literary. Gu Lei laughed.

Yu Cailan was indeed in the gastroenterology department on the third floor of the outpatient building of the hospital at this time, and she went with Chen Lu. They came to wait for Ma Xiaoqiao to finish their work and then left together.

The one who took Ma Xiaoqiao to intern was a female doctor about forty years old, surnamed Gu, very talkative, and often chatted with Yu Cailan and them during the interval between seeing a doctor.