Back in the cardiac surgery department, I walked between several patients who were about to undergo surgery in the morning, calmed their emotions, told them the safe name of the operation, and let these patients who seemed to be on the battlefield relax. These are heart patients, don't get nervous before you get on the operating table. Ga, myocardial infarction, no need to do surgery, just hung up.

It is not uncommon for people to die suddenly due to stress, so a good doctor must also understand psychology, so as to effectively relieve the patient's emotions.

At noon, after eating in the cafeteria, Wang Wen went to the special care department. The first is to prevent Su Han from being disturbed, and the second is to see if Zhu Shichang's current situation is much more honest than in the morning. According to Wang Wen's calculations, the strength of the laxatives he ordered should have passed.

When Wang Wen got out of the elevator, he did not immediately go to the special care office, but came to the outside of Zhu Shichang's hospital room and looked inside through the window on the door. Zhu Shichang was lying on the bed, and there were two people standing next to the bed, one was the male driver he saw last night, and the other was the woman who fed him this morning. The faces of the two people didn't look very good, it seemed that Zhu Shichang's body was soft, but his tongue was not soft, and he didn't say anything good.

Because the door was closed, Wang Wen didn't hear what Zhu Shichang was saying, he could only see the other party's eyes staring, and the upper and lower lips couldn't open and close.

There is still the strength to stare and talk, it seems that there are fewer laxatives!

"Hey~!"

When Wang Wen pretended to pass by and looked into the ward, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Wang Wen was startled, and when he looked back, he saw Liu Yuan standing behind him with a smile. Wang Wen breathed a sigh of relief lightly, and kept patting his chest with his hand.

"You want to scare me to death?" Wang Wen was indeed frightened just now. Sneaky people, don't be scared!

"When did you become so daring?" Liu Yuan said with a smile, then looked inside the ward, and whispered to Wang Wen, "The surname Zhu has pushed the diarrhea on that woman." The woman was his secretary, the intimate kind. ”

"You know all this?" Wang Wen looked at Liu Yuan in surprise and asked, it is worthy of being a 'PHS', and the gossip is a well-informed. So quickly, I knew the identity of that woman, much more powerful than the people in the census.

"I found it when I went in just now." Liu Yuan said with some pride, these women are proud to be able to grasp the first-hand information, "By the way, the strength of the laxative has passed, and I let him swallow three chocolate beans!" He also said that this medicine is so good, it works so quickly! ”

"The effect of laxatives is there, and on the other hand, it is also psychological. Not to mention chocolate chips, even if he was given sheep dung balls, he would say that it was a panacea. I've seen a lot of this kind of nouveau riche! Wang Wen said, "How is it, has he pestered Su Han again?" ”

"At noon, he also asked me about Su Han's news, and when I said that Su Han was still next door, I didn't have anything to say! You're really good at that! If Mrs. Yang had been moved out yesterday, Su Han would not have been entangled by this surnamed Zhu! Liu Yuan said.

"Still not thinking about it?" Wang Wen's brows furrowed, "It seems that this pig's head really wants me to cut off his pig's head, and then sacrifice to the sky!" ”

"Don't worry! I have already mastered the trick of dealing with an upstart like him who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard, so leave it to me in the future! Liu Yuan said confidently.

Trick of the trade? It's nothing more than scaring people, and it's just a fox and a fake tiger. But it's really good to have a heavyweight like Mrs. Yang in the hospital, scaring those nouveau riche is the same as scaring grandchildren.

However, Wang Wen felt that this surnamed Zhu would definitely not be so peaceful all the time, and he was also considering whether to make the next plan!

When Wang Wen was about to go to the special care office to sit down, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and he looked at the caller ID, which was the office phone of Director Ma of the Department of Cardiac Surgery. After listening to it, it was Director Ma who called, asking him to go to the office immediately.

Wang Wen thought it was something urgent, so he immediately returned to the Department of Cardiac Surgery and came to Director Ma's office. When he entered, he saw Ma Kueirong drinking tea leisurely, where was there a little nervousness?

"Director Ma, are you looking for me?" Wang Wen asked after entering, and the door behind him was not closed. Before he came, he guessed the reason why Ma Kuirong came to him during the lunch break, and at first he thought that there was an important operation, but now looking at Ma Kuirong's appearance, he directly ruled out the operation. It's not a business, it's a private matter. This made Wang Wen think of the messages circulating in the cardiac surgery about Ma Kuirong and the female manager of the public relations department.

Damn, it can't reach the ears of the old horse, right? Who owes so much?

"Well, sit~!" Director Ma Kuirong pointed to the chair opposite.

After Wang Wen heard this, he walked over and sat down opposite Ma Kuirong. At the same time, he carefully looked at the expression on Ma Kuirong's face, except that his face was sallow and sallow because his body was not very good, and there seemed to be no sign of anger.

Could it be that I'm biased?

"Wang Wen, things are a little urgent." Ma Kuirong took a sip of tea and said, although he said that he was in a hurry, but looking at his appearance, he didn't mean to be in a hurry. Is this the so-called general's demeanor? Mount Tai presses the top and the face does not change color?

"Director, what's the matter?" Wang Wen asked.

"At two o'clock in the afternoon next Monday, the hospital will conduct the selection of young pacesetters in the large conference room. When the time comes, all the candidates for each subject will have to go. In the end, the dean and several vice presidents vote for the election. It's Saturday and time is running out. So, you need to start preparing a speech that you can use at the meeting. Ma Kuillon said.

"Huh? Still write? Wang Wen was not interested in selecting this young pacesetter, and the most annoying thing was to write these manuscripts that were not nutritious and bragging to himself. I've written one before, but I didn't expect to write it again now, is there any more to it? What's even more infuriating is that it's not okay not to choose. If you don't choose an old horse, you'll be in a hurry, isn't this a fucking bully? The old women and friends have been molested, how can they have the leisure to take care of that thing, isn't this nonsense?

"Yes. I'm to blame for this. I have been resting at home for the past two days and have not received any news. It's only two days until Monday, so that's why it's urgent. Hurry back and get ready. Remember, when writing, we should highlight the individual, but also the collective, and of course, we must also thank the leaders of the hospital, as well as the cultivation of the country. In this way, you can get the appreciation of the leaders above. When reciting, it is also necessary to be vocal and emotional, so that it can be more infectious......! ”

Director Ma Kuirong was still talking about the requirements for the speech, but Wang Wen didn't listen to a word. No, it's the left ear that goes in and the right ear goes out. In short, there is not a single sentence left. He regretted dying, regretting that he didn't refuse when Director Ma asked him to be a pacesetter at the beginning. I didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that it would be okay to send the name in. Who would have thought that there would be so many broken things. It's a resume again, and it's a speech again.

Formalism kills people!

This is still the selection of the hospital, if you become a young pacesetter in the hospital and are pushed to the bureau, don't you have to write a copy? Then push it to the city, the province, and the whole country...... How many resumes and speeches do you have to write? Moreover, after winning the title and honor, don't you have to have an acceptance speech? Finally, ...... to the lecture on each system!

No way!

No need to work, no need to do professional research, just write all day, time is enough.

No way! It must not be written well, and it is best to be brushed down in the courtyard, so that a lot of trouble will be saved later.

Thinking of this, Wang Wen already had an idea in his heart, what kind of bullshit pacesetter, this kind of formalistic thing, Lao Tzu is not uncommon.

It's not that Wang Wen doesn't have a sense of honor, but the selection of this pacesetter is too vain, he doesn't want this kind of thing!

Seeing that Director Ma was still imparting his experience, Wang Wen listened carefully on the surface, and he had already started to play chess with himself in his mind!

He didn't want to be corrupted by this formalistic bureaucratic thinking, otherwise it would make Wang Wen disgust himself!

Ma Kueirong chattered for more than ten minutes, during which he answered two phone calls and asked eight times, 'Do you understand?' After drinking tea twelve times, he finally finished speaking, and Wang Wen could finally come out of Director Ma's office. Thinking that if he listened to Ma Kuirong's words, he would be as disgusting as Lao Ma in the future, Wang Wen was even more determined not to evaluate the young pacesetters of the House of Lords. Because once it is evaluated, you have to write a speech, listen to the nonsense of the old horse, and endure the foaming star of the old horse.

When he came out of Ma Kueirong's office, it was already time to go to work. Originally, I was going to go back to the office, copy a speech on the Internet, and deal with it casually, after all, if I didn't write a word, Director Ma wouldn't be able to get by.

But not long after he sat down, Liu Heqiang called and asked him to help. In fact, Ma Kuirong is Wang Wen's senior doctor, as long as Ma Kuirong does not arrange a job for him, he does not have to work. However, they are all in the same department, Wang Wen and Liu Heqiang have a good relationship, and when people ask him to help, they can also afford him, and Wang Wen is not easy to refuse. After all, it may be possible to use whom in the future, and sometimes it is not good to divide the work so clearly. Besides, Wang Wen didn't want to stay in the office, in fact, as long as he didn't delay his work, he was still willing to stand by the operating table. Because for a doctor, the most important thing is experience. This is especially true for surgeons. Where does the experience come from? Coming from surgery, and going to surgery constantly. While perfecting our own technology, we must also innovate technology. Especially for Wang Wen, although he has been working for almost two years, it is still a stage of learning. And I'm about to take the main exam, so going to surgery is also a good learning opportunity.

So when Liu Heqiang called, Wang Wen did not hesitate, and directly agreed, put down the pen, and left the office.

As for the speech?

To hell with it!

(To be continued)