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Dr. Xu took the note to the office of the director of the gastroenterology department, told him what had just happened, and then handed him the note. ＠

Director Du read the note with a gloomy face, slapped it on the table, looked at Dr. Xu and said, "What do you think should be done?" ”

Dr. Xu immediately saw Director Du's unhappiness and was a little panicked: "Actually, I think it's ridiculous, when she was admitted to the hospital, the old nun's blood routine was very normal, and there were no signs of anemia, her long-term diarrhea should still be enteritis, and I suspect it is related to thyroid disease." Because of hyperthyroidism, too much thyroid hormone acting on the gastrointestinal tract can cause diarrhea, and I was trying to check the thyroid gland with the director. ”

Director Du's face softened slightly, and said, "I thought that you gave me this article because you agreed with his point of view." These fortune tellers are really not like words, they dare to talk nonsense for a few dollars of fortune-telling fees, and they also extend their tentacles to the hospital, which is really getting more and more excessive. ”

Dr. Xu lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Director Qiu of the Nephrology Department believes in this very much, and a fortune teller handed him a note, and he really did it according to the fortune teller, which is really incredible." ”

Dr. Du raised his voice and said, "I'm talking about the tentacles reaching out to the hospital. These people are studying materialism, but they are engaged in theism and idealism, and they still have many years of education. If you still pretend to be a ghost in the hospital, then you won't be a witch doctor? If you get it back, you might have to dance in the hospital! ”

"Yes, yes!" Dr. Xu looked back to see that there was no one outside the door, lowered his voice and said, "I heard that Director Qiu is behind Dean Zheng supporting him, maybe, this Dean Zheng also believes in fortune telling." ”

Dr. Du nodded hatefully, and also lowered his voice and said, "Yes." Our hospital is really smoky, and everyone has it. There is a good saying: the temple is small and the demon is windy, and the pond is shallow and the king is eight. That's right! ”

Dr. Xu smiled dryly, glanced behind him again, his voice was lowered, and he almost leaned into Dr. Du's ear and said, "The director is no longer right." Sometimes the people below us can't look past it, and we wonder, how did these feudal-minded people get into such a high position as the dean? Could it be that the leaders above are blind? ”

Director Du's eyes widened and he said, "You can't talk nonsense!" ――Leader, you are busy, how can you take care of so much? Some people are especially good at deceiving their superiors and subordinates, doing one thing in front of them and one thing behind their backs, and if they disobey the yang and the yin, the leaders will naturally be deceived. ”

"Yes, yes. It's not that we're incompetent, it's that **** is too cunning. Dr. Xu hunched his waist and paraphrased a classic dialogue from the movie "Southern Expedition and Northern War".

Director Du waved him out, picked up the note and read it again, rolled his eyes a few times, put the note in the pocket of his white coat, stood up, and dusted off the dust on the white coat. He coughed twice and walked out of the office.

He came to the office of Vice Dean Chen Zhiyuan. There was a knock on the door.

Chen Zhiyuan was talking on the phone with a smile on his face, and when he heard someone knocking on the door, he said on the microphone: "Baby, I have something to do, I won't talk to you." You hang up the phone first! ”

A woman's very sweet voice came from the other side of the phone, and she had to ask him to kiss it first. So Chen Zhiyuan had no choice but to put his mouth on the phone receiver and kiss it, and then hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Chen Zhiyuan then straightened his clothes, and said majestically: "Come in!" ”

Director Du pushed the door in, walked quickly to the desk, and said with a hunched waist, "Dean Chen." ”

Director Du has a good relationship with Chen Zhiyuan. So when Chen Zhiyuan saw that it was him, he was a little strange that he interrupted his private phone call, and asked angrily: "It's you, what are you doing?" ”

"Dean Chen, the fortune teller appeared again last time, and this time he actually extended his tentacles to our department, so I'm here to report to you, do you want to reflect this matter to Dean Zheng!"

Sure enough, Chen Zhiyuan's eyes immediately lit up, staring at him and slowly nodding and saying, "Well, what's going on?" ”

Director Du hurriedly took out the note and handed it to Chen Zhiyuan and said: "Dean Chen, in our department, there is an old nun who suffers from chronic enteritis, called ****, her enteritis is relatively slow, she is more anxious, so she ran to find a fortune teller to count, the fortune teller wrote this note, I was very angry at first glance, these fortune tellers are lawless, it is just a matter of cheating money, and they actually deceived the hospital patients, isn't this a stone?" So, let me report to you, do you want to report this matter to Dean Zheng as well! ”

Speaking of the back, he looked at Chen Zhiyuan meaningfully.

Chen Zhiyuan is the oldest qualified vice president of the hospital, before the old president retired and the current President Zheng was transferred to the Second Provincial Hospital as the president, he had always taken over the old president as the president of the Second Provincial Hospital. But it was painless to start several times in a row, and it was difficult to shake Dean Zheng's position, and now he saw a new opportunity.

And Director Du has always followed Chen Zhiyuan, and if he wants to help him ascend to the throne of the dean, then he can enjoy the shade under the big tree.

In the early 90s, the political ******** was relatively conservative, and the use of feudal superstition as a means of attack was definitely a bombshell, especially in the field of hospital health, which focused on science.

Therefore, he has always wanted to collect materials in this regard, and Director Du is now handing over a pillow when he wants to sleep, which won his heart, and he couldn't help nodding and smiling, thought about it and said: "Very good, of course, such an important matter must be reported to the dean as soon as possible, and handled according to the dean's instructions." However, it is not good for you to report directly, since the patient believes in fortune tellers, let the patient's escort go! ”

When Director Du heard this, he couldn't help but give forsythia a thumbs up, Chen Zhiyuan is a clever plan, let the patient's family go, no matter what happens in the back, it has nothing to do with them, just need to add fuel to the fire in the back to collect materials, and when the time comes, the goal will be achieved.

Director Du nodded again and again and said, "Okay, then I'll go and talk to the patient's escort." ”

"Very, what instructions does Dean Zheng have, you must resolutely implement them, and at the same time, you must pay attention to putting away the instructions of the dean, and the instructions of the leaders must be properly kept."

Director Du immediately understood what Chen Zhiyuan meant, and quickly nodded and said, "I understand, don't worry, dean, I will definitely do it properly." ”

Director Du came out of Chen Zhiyuan's office, returned to the director's office, called Dr. Xu to the office, handed him the note, and said: "The doctors in our department all use medicine based on the diagnosis results, but if the patient's family has any different opinions, they can report to the hospital leaders, and they can directly go to Dean Zheng." If the Dean has any instructions, of course we will do so. You sue the old nun's escort. Moreover, it must be clearly told to them, not verbally, and we must have the handwritten instructions of Dean Zheng before we can do so. Otherwise, it won't work. ”

As soon as he heard this, he immediately heard that there was something in the words, and after pondering for a while, he understood, and quickly nodded and said, "Okay director, I will go to the patients to accompany them, and ask them to go to Dean Zheng and ask for President Zheng's instructions." ”

Director Du nodded approvingly and waved his hand: "The son can be taught, go!" ”

Dr. Xu called Miao Xiang to the doctor's office, handed her the note, and said, "I asked our director, and the director said that there is some truth in what this note says, but our director is not good to change the treatment plan directly, after all, he is a fortune teller, so we recommend that you go to our dean, if Dean Zheng signs and agrees with it, and instructs us to act according to the above opinions, we will change the treatment plan for your master according to the instructions of this fortune teller, what do you think?" ”

Miaoxiang nodded, took the note, hesitated, and said, "Then, does what this note says make sense?" According to the above, can you cure my master's illness? ”

"It's not easy to say, but I personally and our director think that what the fortune teller said is very reasonable, and I heard that this fortune teller has instructed many patients with difficult diseases, and they have all cured the disease, and your master's illness cannot be cured for a long time, so it is also very good to look at it in a different way." You can try. ”

Miaoxiang nodded gratefully, took the note and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Dr. Xu again, and said, "You must get the handwritten instructions of our dean, remember, otherwise we can't help it, the hospital is very well-behaved." ”

Miaoxiang nodded vigorously and explained. Dr. Xu pointed him to Dean Cheng's office.

Miao Xiang took the note to Dean Zheng's office, knocked on the door and entered, Dean Zheng was wearing reading glasses and was looking at the materials, and when she saw a little nun coming in, she was a little surprised, and quickly got up to give up her seat.

Miaoka was very nervous, her face was already swollen and red, and she didn't know what to say, so she just put the note on the table.

Dean Zheng is a little, strange that a beautiful nun handed herself a note, what is the matter? He was very curious, picked up the note and read it carefully, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The first thing he was surprised was that the handwriting on this note was the same as the three notes he had shown him in the nephrology department earlier, which were obviously from the same person.

The misdiagnosis of aplastic anemia by Huang Lili's husband touched Dean Zheng a lot. This time, the fortune teller opened a note again, and there was already a hint of the previous successful case, so Dean Zheng read it very carefully, read the words on the note, thought about it, and asked Miaoxiang: "Is this note given to you by a fortune teller?" ”

As soon as she heard this, Miao Xiang hurriedly nodded and said: "Yes, he opened a company on the fortune-telling street in the railway station square, he is very young, but the fortune-telling is very accurate, just now Dr. Xu said that he and the director of the department also agree with the opinion on the note, dean, please let them treat my master according to the note." (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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