Chen Lijuan's words of encouragement made Qin Songmu's gloomy mood suddenly glow, and the blood in his whole body boiled instantly, and he immediately nodded happily: "Thank you Lijuan." I know what to do www.biquge.info. ”

After Qin Songmu hung up the phone, he immediately cheered up, started the car and left the First People's Hospital of the city, which he was familiar with.

When he returned home, he chose to adjust his state, finally swept away the physical and mental pain caused by drunkenness, and decided to start back on the road from a new beginning.

The next morning, he appeared in the office of President Xing of the Central Cancer Hospital, dressed in bright clothes. However, he was much more energetic than when he showed up in his old boss's office the day before.

Dean Xing is a man over fifty years old, which is much more capable than the aging Dean Liao, and his eyes are also shining.

As soon as he saw Qin Songmu in the wind of the jade tree, he showed an enthusiastic face, and at the same time stretched out his fat hand: "Doctor Qin, I've been looking up for a long time." You are welcome to join our hospital. ”

Qin Songmu was facing an unfamiliar environment, and his mood was still a little complicated, so he quickly reached out and shook the other party, revealing a worried expression: "Thank you for your sincerity, I am a doctor who made mistakes, and I really dare not be a doctor." ”

After Dean Xing exchanged a few polite words with him, his expression immediately changed to embarrassment: "I know that you are the most authoritative surgical expert in our city, and it is also an honor for our hospital to be able to come to work in our hospital." However, our hospital has not yet accepted Dr. Qin in a very suitable position, so I am worried that I will wronged you. ”

Qin Songmu smiled indifferently: "I don't care about any position, as long as I can serve patients, even if it's dirty work, I don't care about it." ”

Dean Xing laughed and said, "You are the head of the department in the First Hospital, since you have come to me, how can you do dirty work and tiring work? If you don't dislike it, how about serving as the director of our rehabilitation ward?"

Qin Songmu was stunned: "Rehabilitation ward?"

Dean Xing nodded: "Yes." In our hospital, those patients who are not suitable for further treatment and cannot be discharged are grouped in one ward, and a ward is arranged for medical staff to manage systematically. You don't need to treat the patient, you just need to manage the whole ward. ”

Qin Songmu pondered, "So, I don't need to go out of the outpatient clinic either?"

"Yes. You just need to come forward to solve the conflict between the doctor and the patient, and serve the patients who are doing conservative treatment. ”

Qin Songmu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that you really let me serve patients, not treat patients." ”

"Haha, although you are Haihe's first knife, the patients you are facing are all advanced tumors, or other patients who are undergoing conservative treatment. So, you don't need to have any surgery at all. ”

Qin Songmu's heart moved: "Dean Xing, are the patients in this ward all people waiting to die?"

Dean Xing smiled awkwardly: "We all practice medicine, we can't say that." We treat any patient with a positive attitude. However, some patients can only be treated conservatively until the end of their lives. ”

"In this way, this so-called rehabilitation ward, in fact, can no patients recover and be discharged?"

Dean Xing seemed to implicitly avoid his doubts: "For us, it is to do our best to reduce the suffering of patients, prolong their life, and do our best to create the miracle of life." ”

Qin Songmu understood that the other party was saying beautiful things, so he couldn't help but be silent.

When Dean Xing saw his hesitation, he asked uneasily, "Don't you want to accept this position?"

Unexpectedly, Qin Songmu showed a resolute attitude: "No problem, I accept this challenge." ”

Dean Xing suddenly became excited: "That's great." I'll take you to the recovery ward immediately to hand over the work. ”

As soon as Qin Songmu saw the other party's attitude, he suddenly had a premonition that he seemed to be being taken into the ditch by others. Could it be that this Dean Xing and Liu He are also in the same group?

Qin Songmu's mood suddenly became nervous, but at this time, the arrow was on the string, and he couldn't help it.

After Dean Xing walked out of the dean's office with Qin Songmu, he walked out of the outpatient building along a corridor, and then marched in the direction of the depth of the backyard. Qin Songmu saw that he was walking on a small road, and the more he walked, the farther and farther away from the complex of the tumor center hospital, he couldn't help but beat a drum in his heart—this ward was far enough away from the other wards of the inpatient department.

At this moment, a small two-story building stood on the side of the path, and his eyes showed horror. It turned out that this seemingly ordinary two-story building actually hung a worrisome sign - morgue.

Dean Xing saw that Qin Song Mu Muran had stopped his steps, and then turned around and beckoned: "The recovery ward is in front." You're leaving. We're almost there. ”

Qin Songmu turned his eyes and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. It turned out that not far from this morgue, adjacent to a four-story building, dared to love it was the recovery ward.

A ward was actually located behind the scale, and it was so close, which made Qin Songmu sigh.

When he approached the four-story building, he found that it was an old building, with no decoration on the exterior wall, bare red brick walls, and severe corrosion. A sign for the 'rehabilitation center' was erected on the side of the entrance to the building.

Qin Songmu breathed a sigh in his heart, and was guessing what kind of patient he was facing, when he was shocked to hear a flute-like howl coming from inside the building.

Although Qin Songmu was a man over forty years old, he was also terrified by such a howl. He stopped outside the door with a look of horror, and after a long moment, he realized that it was a woman's cry. Maybe the woman's first cry was too high, and it turned out to be a little out of tune.

Immediately afterwards, the cries of several more people echoed the cries of women, and there was a kind of earth-shattering tragedy of ghosts and gods.

Dean Xing frowned, and then explained to Qin Songmu: "This may be another patient who died suddenly. ”

Qin Songmu naturally heard it, and just nodded nervously, but he didn't dare to step further inside.

Seeing this, Dean Xing didn't want to force Qin Songmu in, so he stayed outside the door with him, and comforted him: "You are a doctor, you should be able to adapt to such an atmosphere." The patient's body was quickly taken away by the workers who carried the body. In this way, the ward is calm again. ”

Qin Songmu could only nod and listen nervously to the crying in the building.

After a while, several middle-aged men in work clothes broke into the corridor from Qin Songmu's side with a pair of stretchers.

Qin Songmu understood that they were responsible for carrying the corpse, and quickly dodged a few steps to the side of the door.

In about a quarter of an hour, the men in their prime carried out a body tightly wrapped in sheets from the door of the building on a stretcher. And next to the stretcher were several family members who were already crying with red eyes and hoarse voices, they were both men, women and children, and it happened to be the structure of a family.

Qin Songmu swept his eyes and could guess what member of this family that corpse should be. He couldn't help but sigh secretly - a person's death will bring a family a long haze of grief.

Just as they wept and ran to the morgue on the stretcher, there was another person behind them. He was an old man with gray hair, a somewhat haggard complexion, and a white lab coat, indicating that he was an old doctor.

Dean Xing's eyes lit up, and he immediately greeted: "Director Ran!"

When the old doctor heard the shouting, he saw that it was the dean who had arrived, so he stopped following the patient's family.

"Director Ran, have you gone with another patient here?" Dean Xing muttered by the way.

The old doctor nodded with a heavy look in his eyes: "This is the first patient to leave today." The 04-bed patients in ward 324 are also dying, and it is estimated that they will not survive today. ”

Dean Xing obviously asked casually, and after listening to the old doctor's answer, his expression tightened, and then he changed the topic: "Director Ran, don't go, I have already brought Director Qin to replace you." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to Qin Songmu with a tense expression next to him.

The old doctor's eyes immediately focused on Qin Songmu's body, and when he saw his discolored expression, he couldn't help frowning.

Dean Xing saw that Qin Songmu seemed to be stunned by the scene just now, so he quickly woke him up: "Director Qin!"

"Oh?"

Qin Songmu finally came to his senses, and looked at Dean Xing and then at the old doctor.

Dean Xing pointed at the old doctor Qin Songmu: "He is your predecessor Director Ran." Now that you have arrived, you can retire him with honor. ”

Qin Songmu faced the 'old-timer' and quickly took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "Hello old director." ”

He wanted to smile, but the heart-wrenching scene just now was still vivid, and he really couldn't squeeze out a smile.

The old doctor took his hand, and also did not show a smile: "Welcome, Director Qin." ”

As soon as Dean Xing saw that the two of them had answered, he took the opportunity to speak: "Director Ran, hurry up and introduce the situation to Director Qin, and go through the transfer procedures." I still have a meeting, so I won't accompany him. ”

When the old doctor saw that Dean Xing had slipped away, he couldn't help but shout loudly: "It's rare for Dean Xing to visit our 'death ward', why don't you go in and guide our work?"

Dean Xing smiled awkwardly, then waved his hand and walked away. However, the old doctor's words thundered in Qin Songmu's ears.

He looked at the sign of the 'rehabilitation center' in disbelief and couldn't help muttering to himself: "Death ward?"