"Dissent Smecta!"

Song Jong-hyuk, who was standing on the stage, shouted loudly, and his clear voice resounded throughout the audience. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

“mo？ What did you say? ”

The doctor sitting next to the dean didn't seem to hear Song Jong-hyuk's words clearly, plucked out his ears, turned his face sideways and asked.

"I said," Song Jong-hyuk looked at him squarely, and said clearly word by word, "I don't agree with the last sentence you said!" ”

"Huh?!" I didn't expect Song Jong-hyuk to have the courage to resist the choking, and the questioning doctor laughed out loud in disbelief, but his face was completely darkened.

The dean patted him on the shoulder soothingly, and turned to look at Song Jong-hyuk, his tone was very calm.

"Doctor Song, please tell me your own reasons."

Song Jong-hyuk nodded at the dean, ignoring the one who had been looking for fault, his chin raised slightly, and his gaze swept over the stands that were rising one by one.

"I did break the rules and regulations of the hospital!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he frankly admitted that such a bright and upright attitude made some doctors have a little appreciation in their eyes.

"But there's a reason for all this!"

Song Jong-hyuk's eyes were fixed on Choi Sung-ho, who was already sitting in the audience: "I want to ask Director Choi, where were you when the hospital called you?" ”

"Huh?" Although he had long expected that Song Jong-hyuk would operate on himself, but he didn't expect to bite this somewhat tricky question as soon as he opened his mouth, Choi Sung-ho subconsciously raised his hand and touched his sweaty forehead, and replied: "Because I had a very difficult operation the day before, I ...... at home that day."

"Whatever your reason, anyway, you weren't in the hospital that day, were you?"

Song Jong-hyuk hit the nail on the head and asked Choi Sung-ho sharply.

"This ...... As soon as the hospital called me, I rushed to the hospital......"

Choi Sung-ho defended himself unrelentingly.

"But it's late, isn't it?" Song Jong-hyuk chased and beat hard, without giving Choi Sung-ho a chance to fight back: "When you arrived at the hospital, more than forty minutes had passed, and our operation was basically at the end of the stage!" ”

No longer looking at Choi Sung-ho, who was already in a mess, Song Jong-hyuk looked at the delegates in the audience, and his tone was aggravated: "If I hadn't taken emergency measures with that doctor that day to operate on the patient, just imagine, the other doctors in the neurosurgery department had surgery and couldn't leave, and our Dr. Choi Sung-ho was lying on the bed at home forty minutes away by car, and it was too late for the patient to be temporarily transferred to the hospital," stopped talking, took a deep breath, Song Jong-hyuk's eyes scanned the audience for a week, and suddenly had a seizure, Slap the podium hard!

"What do you want that patient to do? Obviously he has arrived at the hospital, but because of the restrictions of rules and regulations, no one dares to operate, and he is desperately waiting for his condition to deteriorate? Or, let a few doctors who still have a little conscience rather risk violating the rules and regulations and being punished, but also do their best to save his life? ”

The sound of slapping the table had already startled the deputies, and Song Jong-hyuk's deafening justification and questioning made many people start to think deeply. Right under Song Jong-hyuk's eyes, the dean took off his eyes and wiped them slowly.

"Therefore, I completely disagree with what this doctor just said, that if we violate the rules, there is no medical ethics."

His tone slowed slightly, and Song Jong-hyuk took a step back slightly, waiting for the questioning to continue.

"Even so, it can't hide the fact that you are not qualified to be a doctor anymore!"

The doctor beside the dean was obviously angry, and scolded in spit and scolded.

"It's the person you said is not qualified to be a doctor again, and when the preoperative examination did not find it, the blood vessel suture surgery was performed on the spot to remove the aneurysm!"

Song Jong-hyuk didn't give in, and choked-for-tat.

"Then you mean to discuss whose medical skills are higher?" The doctor slapped the table and stood up, trembling with anger.

"Calm down!" The dean closed his eyes and said in a serious voice.

"Doctor Song, don't talk yet!" Pointing to Song Jong-hyuk, who was still standing on the stage, the dean reached out and pulled the sleeves of the people around him, and pulled him down and sat down unconvinced.

Clearing his throat, the dean leaned closer to the microphone: "The interrogation has been completed, now please prepare for the vote." ”

"Wait a minute!" A shout made the delegates stop their movements and look at the place where the sound came from.

As the voice fell, the door lock twisted, the door of the conference room slowly opened, and Zhao Zhenxiong's wife appeared at the door.

Cui Chenghao stood up suddenly: "Madame Nim, why are you here?" ”

The delegates in the audience were in an uproar and whispered: "Who is this?" Breaking into a conference room with such a swagger? ”

"I don't know, which lady is it?"

"Didn't you hear Choi Sung-ho shouting? Mrs. Zhao! ”

"I heard that the patient who underwent Song Jong-hyuk's surgery seems to be surnamed Zhao."

"Hey, I'm looking for it......"

Song Jong-hyuk on the stage, his hand hidden under the podium clenched violently, recalling yesterday's little misunderstanding with this lady - well, not Xiaoxiao - his face showed a little bitterness.

Mrs. Zhao ignored Choi Sung-ho's flattery, strolled onto the podium, first gave Song Jong-hyuk a calm look, and then looked apologetically at the dean sitting in the audience: "It's really rude to break in so rashly, but as a patient's family, I really have something to say in my heart." ”

"You are too modest, we are not considerate, this kind of questioning meeting, should have asked the opinions of the patient's family." The dean said with a light smile.

Mrs. Zhao nodded and looked at the audience.

"I am the wife of Cho Jin-woong, a patient who underwent surgery with Song Jong-hyuk yesterday."

Hearing what Mrs. said, the audience was a little uncontrollable, and people waited to see Song Jong-hyuk's fate like a good show.

"As a family member of a patient, first of all, I would like to thank Dr. Song Jong-hyuk and the other doctors who performed the surgery for saving my husband's life." Saying this, Mrs. Cho slowly bent down at Song Jong-hyuk.

Song Jonghyuk hurriedly turned sideways, let go of Mrs. Zhao's bow, put his hands in a false position, and persuaded helplessly: "Madam Nim, you don't have to be like this. ”

"However, when I knew that the doctor who operated on my husband was not a doctor of this specialty, or even a doctor from this hospital, but a complete stranger who didn't even know the details, I was scared out of a cold sweat again, and my original gratitude to Dr. Song turned into resentment!"

Straightening up, Madame looked at Song Jonghyuk squarely, without a little embarrassment, and said very calmly.

Song Jong-hyuk touched his nose uncomfortably, smiled wryly and continued to listen to his wife.

"I entrusted my husband to the hospital, but he didn't get the best treatment, and even had two doctors with no medical ethics to perform the surgery! This is a disregard for life! It's irresponsible to the patient! With this in mind, after I learned the truth at the end of the operation, I had a little misunderstanding with Dr. Song. ”

Madame smiled lightly: "Even, when I came here today, I just stood outside the door, and I also wanted to see Doctor Song look good." ”

As she spoke, she turned to Song Jong-hyuk and took his hand: "Don't blame me." ”

Song Jong-hyuk twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled wryly and did not reply.

"However, after listening to Dr. Song's arguments, I changed my position." Madame looked at the delegates who were listening to her quietly, and a serious look appeared on her face: "As Dr. Song said, he is a doctor. ”

"A doctor's job is to save a patient's life. Whatever the circumstances, that's the number one thing that really needs to be done. You can't put the blame on these interfaces because you are afraid of violating the rules and regulations, because it is not your profession, and then sit back and watch your life disappear with peace of mind! ”

This was said seriously, and Song Jong-hyuk saw at a glance that the doctor who had just embarrassed him was panting with an ugly face, and Choi Sung-ho was already sitting in place, his mouth slightly open stupidly.

"So, even though Dr. Song has done something wrong, I still have to thank him and even pay high tribute to him! Because of him, he really adhered to the ethics of a doctor, and let me see what real medical ethics are! ”

"Therefore, I also hope that the delegates will take into account what I said when voting and give Dr. Song a chance."

"Please." Holding Song Jong-hyuk's hand, which had not been released, Mrs. bowed deeply again. Song Jong-hyuk was pulled and unconsciously bent down.

Madame got up, stepped aside, and glanced at Song Jong-hyuk with a smile.

Song Jong-hyuk smiled at her gratefully, held his breath, and stood still, waiting for the results of the vote.

The dean stood up, holding the tablet bound to the voting machine in his hand: "So, now announce the results of the vote on the September 2 incident handling plan!" ”

"There should be 33 people, but there are 32 people, and five people abstain."

"Those who are in favor of not disposing of Song Jong-hyuk, 13 votes."

"Those in favor of disposing of Song Jong-hyuk, 14 votes."

Song Jong-hyuk's heart sank, and his hands clenched tightly.

"Then, announce the results of the disposition of Song Jong-hyuk!"

Without a pause, the dean continued: "Dr. Song Jong-hyuk, violating the rules and regulations of the hospital, the circumstances are serious, but the circumstances are extenuating, ordered, suspended for three months. ”

Trimester......? Song Jong-hyuk raised his head abruptly and looked at the dean in disbelief.

As if he didn't feel his hot gaze, the dean continued to read calmly: "Those who are in favor of not disposing of Cui Chenghao, 7 votes." ”

"What?" When Cui Chenghao heard his name, he came back to his senses and shouted in a panic: "Why did you deal with me?!" ”

"Those in favor of disposition, 20 votes."

"Dr. Choi Sung-ho, dereliction of duty, leaving work without permission, ordered, suspended for three weeks."

"Dean Nim!" Cui Chenghao shouted unwillingly, seeing that the dean ignored him, he looked at the dean beside him again: "Vice dean nim!" ”

The vice president snorted coldly, stood up, glared at Song Jong-hyuk fiercely, and walked straight out of the conference room.

"Alright, the interrogatory is over, and the delegates can go back to work." The dean didn't seem to see the conflict happening under his nose, and leisurely announced the adjournment of the meeting.

Song Jong-hyuk hurriedly walked to the lady who was about to step down: "Mrs. nim......"

Mrs. Zhao seemed to have known that Song Jonghyuk would come to find her, so she turned around and said with a smile: "There is no need to say superfluous words, if you hadn't saved us Zhenxiong, so many things would not have happened." ”

“…… Thank you. Song Jong-hyuk bowed deeply. Madame raised her hand to support him, patted him on the shoulder appreciatively, said nothing, turned to step off the stage and went out. Song Jong-hyuk watched her leave, and saw the little girl Zhao Shengmei secretly looking at her outside the door from a distance.

Smiling at her, Song Jong-hyuk turned around and was startled. At some point, the dean was already standing under the stage, looking at him with a smile.

"Dean Nim!" Song Jong-hyuk hurriedly stepped down and prepared to go around. I didn't want the dean to take a few steps, and the two bumped into each other at the door.

"Haha, it's finally over." The dean smiled and comforted.

"Dean Nim ......" Song Jong-hyuk knew very well that the so-called three months were exactly the time that the dean promised him to regain his memory.

In these three months, I was supposed to rest, and the so-called disposal result was not just painless or itchy?

"Haha, don't say it." The dean blinked and pulled Song Jong-hyuk out of the door: "It's good to come back early, the hospital can't do without you." ”

"I see!" Song Jong-hyuk sincerely lowered his head again.

"Dean." Footsteps and shouts were heard not far away, and Vice President Shen led people to the front.

"I've brought someone here."

Looking at the visitor, Song Jong-hyuk gasped.

"You two should know each other, right?" The dean didn't notice Song Jong-hyuk's subtle movements, and asked with a smile, "This is your alumnus?" ”

"I've met Song Jong-hyuk's predecessors, but I don't know if my predecessors still remember me." The visitor smiled and answered the dean's question, and Song Jong-hyuk also laughed awkwardly.

"Top students from Johns Hopkins University come to our hospital for half a year of neurosurgery internship. It just so happens that Director Cui Chenghao has been suspended, so you will be responsible for part of his work first and help Section Chief Liu. ”

"Okay Dean Nim." The person who came nodded in response, walked to Song Zhonghyuk's side, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Hello, senior, Liu Suying Yi Mida." ”

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