Chapter 19 Handover

As soon as the beautiful female doctor saw that the new boss had left her admiring gaze on her, her beautiful face couldn't help but have a fever, and the clapping jade hands stopped shyly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoActually, as soon as Qin Songmu walked in, that chic face made her heart pound, and she had a hunch that this young and powerful male director would replace the old director, and he would bring a new atmosphere to the entire lifeless ward.

The old doctor was a little embarrassed by this applause, and felt that these subordinates seemed to be bidding farewell to him, and made him feel a little cold in the world.

He hurriedly spread his hands: "The applause of the comrades is early. Wait until I'm done introducing the new director, and then applaud, okay?"

It may be that they were too curious about the new director, so the applause stopped instantly, and the whole venue fell silent.

The old doctor pointed at Qin Songmu with his hand: "This is the new Director Qin Songmu, who used to be an excellent surgeon and was known as the 'first knife in Haihe'." ”

"Wow, awesome. ”

"He is the famous Qin Yidao, how could he come to work in our rehabilitation ward?"

"Isn't that too condescending?"

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Qin Songmu had already taken his eyes off the beautiful female doctor, and he also vaguely heard the exchange of words between these new colleagues, and his eyebrows couldn't help but show a hint of gloom.

"Everyone, please be quiet, and now welcome the new director with warm applause. ”

The subordinates stopped talking to each other, but the applause was sparse. This is not a snub, but a suspicion.

Qin Songmu quickly calmed himself down, coughed lightly, and then faced those new subordinates in a solemn tone: "Comrades, I am a surgeon and am not familiar with the situation in the internal medicine ward. Therefore, having me, as a surgeon, lead the various internal medicine peers, is a bit of a duck on the shelf. However, if you don't dislike it, please give me more advice on my work in the future. Since I was not familiar with the situation in this ward, when I first came here, I encountered the scene of a patient who died. This made me deeply appreciate the special nature of this ward. However, since I am facing this arduous work, I will be with all the soldiers in white here and dedicate my blood to this special battlefield! Thank you. ”

Bang Bang Bang!

Qin Songmu didn't want to say too much because he didn't know much about the specific situation, and these sonorous words were like his own oath.

When the old doctor saw that he had no stage fright, he couldn't help but applaud, and said: "Director Qin is a young and strong leader, who has served as a section director for many years and has accumulated rich experience. The fact that his superiors asked him to take over my job shows the importance he attaches to our special ward. Please unite closely with Director Qin in the future, and under his leadership, create extraordinary achievements in this special position. ”

As soon as Qin Songmu saw him talk about some scenes, he took the lead in applauding.

Next, the old doctor began to introduce some of the important backbone members of the participants to Qin Songmu one by one.

He said aloud: "Comrades in the first ward, please stand up. ”

As soon as his voice fell, he immediately stood up with six or seven medical staff of different genders, ages and heights.

The middle-aged fat man led by the old doctor introduced Qin Songmu with a finger of his hand: "This is Comrade Li Shaocheng, the doctor in charge of the first ward. ”

Qin Songmu immediately nodded amicably to the other party: "Doctor Li is good." Thank you for your kind attention. ”

Li Shaocheng solemnly bowed to Qin Songmu: "Director Qin is good." Please advise. ”

The old doctor then introduced: "The first ward accepts all brain-dead patients, and there are currently 66 beds, and the number of patients admitted is 45. Mainly patients from other hospitals. ”

When Qin Songmu heard this, he couldn't help but move in his heart. There was a brain-dead patient in his original brain ward, who was taken away by his family because there was no treatment value, would he live in a ward here?

The old doctor introduced other medical staff other than Li Shaocheng to Qin Songmu as if he were looking at them, Qin Songmu naturally couldn't remember their names, but he also smiled and entertained everyone. Anyway, he will have time to familiarize himself with each subordinate in the future, so he can't help but remember them.

After the old doctor introduced the first ward, he began to introduce the second ward...

The attending doctor there was a male doctor who was about to enter the age of sixtieth year, and his name was Yang Kang.

When Qin Songmu heard that the second ward mainly accepted patients with advanced cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, he couldn't help but think that this ward should be the ward where death is most likely to occur. Because such patients may go more quickly than cancer patients, even without warning. This old doctor's name is Yang Kang, and he is somewhat 'worthy of his name', because he has to bravely face the death of patients that can happen every day.

Just when the old doctor finished introducing the situation in the second ward, and then called to the third ward, what moved Qin Songmu was that the beautiful doctor who made him feel excited also stood up. His heart rose quietly.

The old doctor first pointed to the beautiful female doctor: "She is the person in charge of the third ward, her name is Fang Xiaowan." ”

Qin Songmu nodded hurriedly: "Hello Doctor Fang, please take care of me." ”

Fang Xiaowan's face was a little dizzy, and she bowed her head to Qin Songmu: "Hello Director Qin, please give me more advice." ”

When the old doctor introduced that the third ward was responsible for accepting all kinds of patients with advanced lung cancer, Qin Songmu's heart trembled, you can imagine what kind of mental torment this delicate beauty should have when she faced those dying patients?

Next, the old doctor introduced the situation of the fourth, fifth and sixth wards...

Qin Songmu only remembered that the person in charge of the fourth ward was called Zhang Shaochong, the person in charge of the fifth ward was called Zhao Tong, who was also a female doctor with a lot of temperament, and the person in charge of the sixth ward was called Han Qingyuan. As for the rest, it's basically all about it.

He knew that he would slowly remember the names of the medical staff through their rosters and photos in the future.

However, among those aunt-level nurses, there are also a few young girls, and there is no shortage of beautiful ones. He was very impressed by a girl named Zhao Shuang. Maybe that's the beauty effect.

Because of the tight time, sudden situations may occur in each ward, so after introducing the main medical staff of the entire ward to Qin Songmu, the old doctor signaled to Qin Songmu: "Now it's time for you to take over this meeting." ”

Qin Songmu was stunned for a moment, and then asked the old doctor, "What should I do?"

"You should say a few words of encouragement and adjourn the meeting immediately. Because none of the wards can 'sing the empty city plan'. ”

"Oh," Qin Songmu nodded, knowing in his heart that the patients in each ward were in a high-risk situation, and relying only on a few nurses on duty could not stabilize the situation, so he said loudly: "Comrades, after listening to the introduction of the old director just now, I basically have a basic understanding of you. I hope we will work in the future..."

Ding Ding Ding...

At this time, a bell suddenly rang on the beautiful doctor Fang Xiaowan, which also interrupted Qin Songmu's speech.

Fang Xiaowan didn't show embarrassment, but nervously took out her mobile phone from the pocket of her white coat and looked at it, and then pressed the button to answer: "Hey, Xiao Liu, what's the situation?"

Everyone focused on Fang Xiaowan.

After listening to Fang Xiaowan's mobile phone, her pretty face immediately changed color: "Oh no." Shao Kaiwei in our ward 'left'. I have to go back. ”

After she finished speaking, she waved to the other medical staff in the third ward, and then ran towards the door of the conference room.

The other medical staff in the third ward also followed, but no one ran faster than her.

Qin Songmu was stunned for a moment, and then urged his subordinates in the other wards: "Let's all go to the third ward together, shall we?"

Unexpectedly, the old doctor patted him on the shoulder, signaled him to be calm, and then waved his hand to the medical staff in other sub-wards: "The meeting is here." Let's all go back to the ward we are responsible for and stick to our posts. ”

The medical staff immediately got up and left the room with each other.

Qin Songmu didn't wait for them to finish up, and then asked in surprise, "Since there are dead people in the third ward, why don't we go over together to help Doctor Fang?"

"Dr. Xiao Fang, with the assistance of those medical staff under her, is enough to deal with the aftermath. How can other colleagues be distracted from taking care of patients outside their respective wards who are critically ill? ”

Qin Songmu immediately recalled the scene when he first came with Dean Xing, and the old director followed the family of the deceased patient to see him off, and immediately said: "Then let's go to the third ward immediately to have a look, and then delay the handover work a little later." ”

Unexpectedly, the old doctor shook his head: "Our handover has been completed." Now you're officially the director of the recovery ward. So, you can go alone. ”

Qin Songmu was stunned: "But there are still many things you haven't explained to me clearly?"

The old doctor said solemnly: "When we were outside the building, we had already finished what we should have said." The next thing is to familiarize you with the situation. Today, the medical staff in all wards know you. If you want to know more about the situation in each sub-ward, go directly to them to find out. Now that I'm out of office, it's time to go home and retire. ”

Qin Songmu heard a kind of desolation from his voice, and couldn't help but be curious: "You seem to be full of feelings for this place?"

The old doctor said gloomily: "I am actually an old Chinese medicine doctor, and since I took over the work here, I have been looking forward to leaving this place full of ghosts as soon as possible. However, now that I am finally liberated, I can't let go of my heart. ”

Qin Songmu's heart was sour, and he couldn't help but reach out and pat the other party's shoulder: "Don't feel lost." I can understand your feelings. If you're bored at home, come and see it often. The doors of the recovery ward are always open to you. ”

The old doctor's presbyopia glanced at Qin Songmu: "When you say that, it is very unlucky for me." ”

Qin Songmu suddenly realized that this was known as the 'Death Ward' after all, and his words were a little taboo, so he quickly explained: "I mean you can come over often to see these old subordinates of yours. Don't get me wrong. ”

The old doctor couldn't help laughing: "I was just kidding you." I'm all half-buried in the earth, what else is there to taboo?"

Qin Songmu was not in a hurry to go to the third ward first, but first had to personally send the old director away.

Perhaps the medical staff in the other wards had not yet realized that their old director would be leaving, so no one came to see him off. The old doctor was sent to the door of the building by Qin Songmu alone.

"Director Ran, please take care!"

Qin Songmu respectfully handed over a sentence when the old doctor was about to leave.

The old doctor said to Qin Songmu with a smile: "I saw your determination just now, and I believe that you will definitely do a good job in the rehabilitation ward." Come on, lad!"

Qin Songmu, who was already over the age of confusion, was called 'young man' by him, and couldn't help but smile.

When he saw the rickety back of the old doctor leaving, he couldn't help but be in awe. But he never dreamed that the old director would die a few days after returning home.