[Chapter Word Count:3156 Last Updated:2015-03-2410:28:52.0]

Soon Yang Xiaotian found a restaurant called "Marriott Hotel", which was nearby, and it was only a few minutes' walk away.

Walking leisurely, I first looked at the environment at the door, although the environment of a good place is not necessarily good, but the place with a good environment will at least be pleasing to the eye, right?

When he learned that there was only one, the greeter was obviously slightly surprised, but soon asked if it was in the hall or a private room?

Isn't it neurotic to go to a private room alone?

Glancing at the welcome with inexplicable eyes, Yang Xiaotian chose the hall, and since it was the first time to come here, he asked the waiter to help recommend some dishes.

Shrimp dumplings, salmon, small abalone, puffer fish and wild Yangtze River white strips, because he drank too much wine last night, Yang Xiaotian chose the list of fish and shrimp for lunch, and the staple food was Yangzhou fried rice.

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When Yang Xiaotian was eating, Zhao Rong, the president of the first hospital of the city, was in a very bad mood, and the four dishes and one soup that the secretary helped him call from the small stove did not move a single chopstick, and he was thinking about what to do in the afternoon.

It all started two days ago, when a patient came in the special channel, and the patient himself was a member of the Standing Committee and deputy director of the Municipal Health Bureau, and her lover was the secretary of the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection.

At first, he was happy, and those who opened the hospital were not afraid of the high status of the patients! There are so many hospitals in Nanhu City, and the leaders do not go to the Second Hospital, the Bayi Hospital of the Military Region, the Affiliated Hospital of Jiangnan University, or the Guangji Hospital, but they come to the First Hospital of the city, which is a trust in the First Hospital of the City, and this is an affirmation of Zhao Rong!

Moreover, after being cured, the leaders will definitely be impressed by the first court of the city, and there will be more support from the policy in the future. Even if he takes 10,000 steps back, the building near the water gets the moon first, and he is hospitalized for a few days, he asks for instructions early and greets in the evening, and serves the leader well, the leader will be deeply impressed by him, right?

But now, Zhao Rong can't wait for Director Jiang to go to another hospital, at least it won't be so embarrassing, right?

The reason why I think so is very simple, the operation was done, and after Director Jiang was disemboweled, a ** fibroid was removed, and his waist was not painful, but now the low-grade fever is not stopped, the headache is unbearable, and the expert consultation has not been able to find the result after several consultations, after all, the mind is a very complicated thing.

This afternoon, Secretary Wu, Director Jiang's lover, was going to listen to the hospital's report and treatment plan, but the result of the expert consultation in the morning turned out to be a craniotomy, and it was suspected that there was a glioma or parasite, but it could not be diagnosed.

I've already disemboweled the secretary's wife once, and now I'm going to have my head open?

If it is an ordinary patient, then naturally the hospital will do what it says! But the other party is a leader! Zhao Rong can imagine what Secretary Wu would say when he reported to Secretary Wu in the afternoon.

It's okay if it can be diagnosed, but the key is that it can't be diagnosed......

Thinking of this, and looking at the food in front of him, Zhao Rong couldn't eat it anymore.

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At 1:50 in the afternoon, Yang Xiaotian came to the first courtyard of the city, although the agreed time was two o'clock, it was always good to come early.

Before he arrived at the outpatient registration hall, he saw Qu Bowen in a white coat standing outside the hall and looking around anxiously.

It stands to reason that Qu Bowen was blowing the air conditioner in the hall, but he was standing outside waiting, obviously afraid that Yang Xiaotian would not find him.

This made Yang Xiaotian's heart slightly moved, and he waved his hand: "Senior brother, I'm here!"

Qu Bowen looked over when he heard the sound, and immediately showed a warm smile on his face, walked over quickly, gave Yang Xiaotian a hug fiercely, and said, "It's here, we brothers haven't seen each other for ten years, you have grown a lot!"

Yang Xiaotian laughed a few times "haha": "Okay, senior brother, let go quickly, there are so many people, don't treat us as the foundation!"

Qu Bowen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily: "They can think whatever they want! What are we afraid of?"

However, he still let go of his hand and said to Yang Xiaotian: "Let's go, I'll take you to go through the formalities first!hmm...... I'll arrange you to intern in the TCM department first, and you can take a look at it during the internship period, and if you are interested in anything else, I will transfer you there!"

Yang Xiaotian was not hypocritical, and said: "Okay, with senior brother, you can do anything!"

"Haha, go to my brother's house at night, I knew you were in Nanhu yesterday, so I asked your sister-in-law to go grocery shopping early in the morning!"

"Okay, I'm looking forward to my sister-in-law's craft!"

While speaking, Qu Bowen took Yang Xiaotian to the personnel department and said to a female clerk: "Sister Yang, this is my junior brother, I have agreed with Lao Cao and them, take him for an internship!"

Sister Yang looked at the computer with a smile and said, "Oh, I was negligent, the number of interns in the Chinese medicine department is full, Director Qu, look at ......?"

Qu Bowen smiled and said, "It's okay, then let's do an internship under my name first, I remember that the interns under my name are not full yet, right?"

"yes, okay!"

These things are often in the hospital, after all, every doctor has relatives and friends, and it is inevitable that they will use the internship quota, although at this time it is an internship under the name of Qu Bowen, but Yang Xiaotian can still go to the Chinese medicine department for an internship.

Just after completing the formalities, Qu Bowen received a phone call, it was Zhao Rong who called, asking him, the director of the neurology department, to come to the consultation.

After he hung up the phone, he thought about it, this is a rare big scene, basically the leaders who can be ranked in the hospital will come, so he said to Yang Xiaotian: "Xiaotian, go, there is a big scene to see, I will take you to see and see!"

Yang Xiaotian responded with a smile and walked out quickly with Qu Bowen.

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Director Jiang lives in the high-level ward on the top floor, which is different from the ordinary ward, the doctor's duty room here is very close and well-equipped, and some small examinations can be completed on the floor, and there is no need to go downstairs.

When Yang Xiaotian and the others arrived, the duty room was already crowded with doctors, and standing in the middle was Dean Zhao Rong.

On the projection screen behind him is a CT image of Director Jiang's brain.

Dai Ming, the expert director of the Department of Neurology, pointed to the CT chart and said to Zhao Rong: "Dean Zhao, look here, there is a small lesion in this place, which is difficult to find without careful observation...... After the judgment of the expert group and me, it was either a glioma or a parasite!

Zhao Rong thought for a while before asking, "Can it be diagnosed?"

Deming was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head with a wry smile: "Dean Zhao, do you also know that this medical matter is 100% certain?"

"Then how sure are you?" Zhao Rong continued to ask.

"Five...... No, sixty percent!"

"Sixty percent!" Zhao Rong touched his chin and thought carefully, he had already disemboweled Director Jiang before, which caused a headache and a low-grade fever, and now there was only sixty percent chance to have another craniotomy?

Deming smiled bitterly: "No one dares to guarantee 100% craniotomy, after all, the risk is there!"

Zhao Rongwei was puzzled: "I understand the truth, but the problem is that she is Director Jiang!"

Yang Xiaotian, who was standing behind Qu Bowen, also heard something, this is a senior official who is sick and hospitalized here, and the hospital leaders are worried about the treatment plan.

He asked Qu Bowen: "Senior brother, what is the situation?"

As the director of the Department of Neurology, Qu Bowen is also a member of the expert group, and he told the matter again.

Yang Xiaotian pondered for a while after hearing this, and said: "You mean, at the beginning, it was just ** fibroids!Now it is a headache and fever, and the headache is very strange, it doesn't hurt when you lie down, but it hurts when you stand up?"

"Yes, that's where everyone wonders!"

At this time, a black slightly old, but very clean Passat stopped at the entrance of the hospital, the hospital at this point is overcrowded, and the entrance is hung with a sign of "full, no parking space for the time being", and the driver of the Passat honked his horn, trying to rely on his government license plate number to let the doorman let him go.

Wu Deshu, who was sitting in the back row, said: "Forget it, it's not a few steps, I'll get out of the car and walk over, you find a place to park nearby, and I'll call you when I leave!"

Qiu Junyou, the co-pilot's secretary, hurriedly said, "Secretary Wu, I'll go with you!"

"Forget it, you can rest and rest, family affairs!" Wu Deshu said.

Qiu Junyou hurriedly said: "What we are secretaries is to take care of the leader! When the leader's family is at ease, we can work better! It just so happens that some of my classmates are also in the hospital!"

Wu Deshu thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you for a trip, let's go together!"

Hearing this, Qiu Junyou hurriedly got out of the car, rushed to the co-pilot, helped Wu Deshu open the door, took the initiative to take Wu Deshu's bag, and let Wu Deshu go first, slightly behind Wu Deshu.

Wu Deshu's former secretary Shao Zi was put into a township in the county below to be the mayor, and Qiu Junyou also crossed the single-plank bridge from thousands of troops to become the secretary of the leader, but before he enjoyed the imaginary scenery, he already felt a lot of pressure, because the leader has always been lukewarm to him.

Looking at Wu Deshu's slightly emaciated back, Qiu Junyou was anxious, a secretary who is not trusted by the leader is not a good secretary!

Zhao Rong soon got the news and brought a group of expert doctors downstairs to greet Wu Deshu.

Seeing Wu Deshu, Zhao Rong immediately greeted him with a warm smile, stretched out his hands and said, "Welcome Secretary Wu to guide the work of our hospital!"

"Hehe, I can't talk about guidance, my identity today is the patient's family!" Wu Deshu gently shook Zhao Rong's hand, and then asked, "How is the situation now?"

The elevator has been prepared for a long time, and the elevator that has been specially set aside has turned sideways to invite Wu Deshu to get on the elevator, Zhao Rong organized the vocabulary in his mind before saying: "At present...... The situation is quite stable......"

The word stable dìng is used at a very high level, as long as you don't die, isn't it still stable?

Wu Deshu first went to visit his wife in the ward, and when he saw his wife, who was usually a strong woman, lying on the hospital bed with a tired face at this time, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Can you not feel distressed? My wife, who has been with each other for more than 20 years, is now lying on the hospital bed, and I still don't know what the disease is.

"Xiaomin, I'll go out first and listen to what the doctor has to say, if it doesn't work, let's go to the hospital in the province!"

Wu Deshu walked out of the ward after speaking, and the moment he pushed open the door of the ward, the tenderness on his face immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a expressionless face.