312. Wicked people complain

With the development of the work, the increase in the number of outpatient clinics, the beds in the Chinese medicine department are gradually no longer vacant, this situation makes the old director a little unhappy, Gu Haiping just came, the hospital seems to fully support him to carry out various work. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He thought that his requirements and plans would be in vain, but he didn't want the courtyard to be quickly equipped with all the facilities that Gu Haiping requested, where did he put this old face?

Originally, everyone always thought that the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine was a dead and alive department, a rotten place that the gods couldn't save when they came, Gu Haiping changed as soon as he came, isn't this a disguised explanation of his incompetence?

The young man was also a little too happy, as if he was going to be his leader. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and went straight to the dean's office.

"Dean Wei, can you tell me what this means? I used to have a good degree in Chinese medicine, but now I have a master's degree, and I can't stay at all. "He put on his old credentials as soon as he walked in the door.

"What's wrong? The dean motioned for him to sit down first.

"I didn't want to be so idle, but I really deceived people too much! This new doctor doesn't take people seriously at all, and does whatever he wants.

"The new graduate student? Oh, that's the person recruited by Political Commissar Zhou, and I can't say anything, why don't you talk to the Political Department and see what they say? Young people are a little reckless, we are all old-timers, take care of them more, but young people also need to be managed, you wait, I'll call Director Meng for you." The dean made a phone call to the political office, and Director Meng trotted to the dean's office.

"Report!" shouted Director Meng.

"Come, Director Meng, you see that our old director is on fire and has nowhere to go, can you come and see what to do?" said the dean deliberately in a loud voice to Director Meng.

"Who upset our old director? This is worth it? Which of our soldiers is disobedient? Let's talk to him. Come on, director, come to my office, let's not bother the dean, I'll coordinate and handle your affairs for you. Saying that, Director Meng pulled the old director to his office next door.

Director Meng guessed that it might be Gu Haiping's matter, Gu Haiping's special recruitment was presided over by Political Commissar Zhou, and the dean did not approve of it. The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has several related households with the dean's family, and once the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine enters the professional mode, it is bound to clean up these non-professionals, which will not be beneficial to him. But since the powerful political commissar has the intention to rectify the Chinese medicine department, he is not easy to say. The Political Department is clear about the mystery, so today Director Meng saw the old director of the dean's office and understood the old director's intentions.

"What's wrong? Don't you hurry to tell me slowly, if something goes wrong, we will deal with it properly. Director Meng pretended to be confused.

"You say, why? A stinky boy came to my Chinese medicine department to criticize and be lawless. Does this still mean that we old revolutionaries have a place to stand? Director Meng, who gave him the right to act arbitrarily, and does he still have me as the section director in his eyes?"

"Tell me, who is the arbitrary, and how does he act arbitrarily?"

"What kind of graduate student did you recruit, just a few days after I came, I made the Chinese medicine department into a miasma, I used to be a quiet Chinese medicine department, but now it is like a vegetable market, some uncles and aunts come to him all day long, you say, what kind of system?" said the old director angrily spread his hands.

"What are you looking for him for?" Director Meng continued to pretend to be confused.

He himself blew himself like a living immortal, Hua Tuo was alive, and Bian Que was reborn, coaxing a group of old men and old ladies to circle around him, and everyone was dizzy. Are you annoying?" the old director continued to complain.

"Oh, then we specially recruited him, that is, we want him to be a doctor and see a doctor, it is not a violation of discipline for him to see a doctor, if he does not see a doctor, it is not right. If he makes any mistakes when he sees a doctor, you can give guidance and criticism, after all, no matter how high his education is, he is also your subordinate and your soldier. You have to train him to be a successor, you have a long way to go. Director Meng patted the old director on the shoulder and said "earnestly".

"I can control him? The person from the place is Xintianyou, who is used to being free and loose, who can control it? I just admit that I am incompetent and can't control it. If he does this in this department, I will apply for a job change, be discharged from the army, and leave the stage to young people. "The old director gave an ultimatum.

"Don't! You are talking angrily, looking at the fact that you are going to retire in the army and enjoy state allowances and benefits, it is not appropriate to ask you to change jobs. We'll talk to him, so you can take your breath away. "Director Meng didn't want to say anything more.

Sending off the angry old director, Director Meng walked into the office of Political Commissar Zhou next door and briefly reported the matter to the political commissar.

The political commissar sighed: "This kind of bureaucratic style is unacceptable for the idea of being self-respecting. It's just a matter of pulling a hair and moving the whole body. Did he go to Dean Wei?"

"It looks like the dean is a little upset as well. Director Meng nodded and said.

"This young man has ideas, drive, and execution, and is a talent who does business, and he is afraid that he will be ruined in this group...... on people. Political Commissar Zhou thought about the wording, but omitted the past.

"What do you think, should I talk to him?" asked Director Meng cautiously.

"Well, talk to him, be tactful, tell him to give these old fellows, and don't mess with them. Political Commissar Zhou waved his hand a little irritably.

Political Commissar Zhou is not very old, only in his forties and less than 50, he has just been transferred to the political commissar of the hospital, he is in the prime of life, ambitious, and also a person who wants to do business, so after coming to the hospital, he started to carry out several reforms, and he also deeply felt a lot of resistance. Although the dean may not seem so strong, the large interest groups he represents are also difficult to deal with.

Just wanted to put this pampered and half-dead Chinese medicine department in order, and finally recruited the right talents, these old guys jumped up.

Since ancient times, the work is the most difficult to do, and it is even more difficult to do it well, often it is not easy to balance the relationship between all aspects.

He lit a cigarette, sat down, and fell into deep thought.

At that time, Gu Haiping was very busy in the outpatient clinic, and when he received a call from Director Meng of the Political Department, Gu Haiping didn't have time to hear what was going on, so he had to say that he couldn't leave now, and he would go to Director Meng in the afternoon.

Director Meng heard the noisy voice in the microphone and wanted to go to the scene to find out. Traditional Chinese medicine has always been a silent situation, but now it is so lively?

He put down the phone, went downstairs to the outpatient building, and saw from a distance that the traditional Chinese medicine department that had been crowded with people had already lined up in a long line.

He quietly walked outside Gu Haiping's clinic, and saw Gu Haiping bowing his head to write medical records, asking about the symptoms of an old lady sitting opposite while writing, and he was so busy that he didn't bother to look left and right, and he didn't notice that Director Meng was next to him.

Director Meng is a Shandong man, upright, and upright, and he admires the style of the new political commissar Zhou, and is also very cooperative with the work of political commissar Zhou. Seeing Gu Haiping working so devotedly, he quietly withdrew without a squeak and left. (To be continued.) )