The next day, Saturday.

Weekends are the best time for white-collar workers who have worked for a week to make a living, to sleep, go shopping, and do SPA, but doctors are different.

The hospital is a very special place. Some say it's a paradise where new life is born every day. Others say that this is hell and that people leave here every day.

But as a doctor, there are no holidays, and when there is a need for a patient, they have to show up, which is the most basic criterion of being a doctor. Instead of refusing to accept patients on the pretext that I am off today.

When Yan Murong and his party arrived at Renhe Hospital, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, the doctors and nurses had also started to work, and the hall on the first floor was full of anxious patients or their family members shuttling from the elevator and stairwell.

Although Dai Lide is no longer the director, he still came to the hospital early. Seeing Yan Murong and his party get out of the car, they greeted them from afar.

Seeing Dai Lide, Yan Murong also hurriedly took two quick steps, looked at Dai Lide and said. "Dean Dai, why are you waiting here, isn't this embarrassing for us?"

"Haha, you have to change your name." Perhaps because the burden on his shoulders was lighter, Dai Lide's spirit was exceptionally good, and he looked at Yan Murong and smiled, and said. "I'm the consultant you hired now, and you're not familiar with this place, no, I'm going to show you around first."

"You're welcome." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Then I'm sorry for you." ――

The main building of Renhe Hospital has a total of 12 floors, except for the lobby and pharmacy on the first floor and the office of the president and vice president on the top floor, the remaining 10 floors are the office of various departments.

The second, third and fourth floors are the otolaryngology department, the fifth and sixth floors are the internal and external departments, the sixth floor is the gynecology department, the seventh floor is the pediatric department, the eighth floor is the medical record department and the operating room, and the Chinese medicine department is also on the eighth floor, but it occupies only a quarter of the position. As for the remaining two floors, they belong to the technical department, which is a place to do some physiotherapy and the like.

"How's it going, are you satisfied?" Dalide asked with a smile.

"It's not bad, but the Chinese medicine department is a little smaller, and now the computer is used to record medical records, why is the medical record department so big, it is better to expand the Chinese medicine department and make it cost-effective." Yan Murong smiled, suddenly looked at Dai Lide with some confusion, and asked. "Dai Lao, it's past nine o'clock now, and I walked all the way just now, how did I see that the door of the expert's office is still locked?"

"It's their prerogative." Dai Lide explained with a wry smile. "These are talents, and naturally they have their privileges. Basically, there are two specialists in a department, both in shifts, one for a day, and basically after ten o'clock every day, and sometimes they don't come - of course, if there is something that they need to deal with, they will come quickly. ”

Yan Murong nodded, agreeing with Dai Lide's explanation.

These people are like this, they have great ability and many privileges, but Yan Murong is very disgusted by this kind of behavior.

When he followed the old man around to practice medicine, the old man educated him. "If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and you will be responsible for helping the world. But as a doctor, whether you are rich or poor, and no matter how capable you are, you must be responsible for your patients. ”

Yes, no matter how capable you are, always remember your duties, like these doctors who have a little ability and pretend to be big, that is not a doctor, but a killer.

Think about it, if something happens suddenly, there is an emergency operation that needs to be done by them, but these so-called specialists are not in the hospital. What to do? It's easy to do, someone will call them to inform them, and they will get up from their wife's bed or someone else's wife's bed and rush to the hospital for surgery.

However, rescue is a race against time, and every second of delay reduces the hope of a patient's life.

By the time they receive the call and come back, perhaps the patient has lost the best chance of resuscitation and died.

Then, knowing that they could not be rescued, they pretended to work hard to save them, and finally put on a sad expression of their dead mother and said to the patient's family, "We have done our best." ”

"Dai Lao, do you want such a person?" Yan Murong asked.

"What if you don't?" Dai Lide smiled wryly. "There are so many private hospitals and nursing homes in Hong Kong, and these people are capable, I don't want them, they will rush to get them."

"Isn't there a rule in the hospital that you can't be late or leave early?"

"Yes, yes." Dalide said. "But that's just a requirement for ordinary health care workers, and it's not binding on them as specialists, who aren't afraid of being fired – or rather, they want to be fired – in exchange for liquidated damages and a better paying job."

"Understood." Yan Murong nodded, completely understanding in his heart.

This group of so-called experts, all of them are stubborn donkeys, leading them to go backwards, and they will be in a hurry and they will be with you.

"What do you think?" Yan Murong turned his head to look at Duan Zixuan and Dong Wuyan and asked.

"Do what you have to do." Duan Zixuan said with a smile. "Now you are the biggest, you are in charge of everything, as long as you don't let me lose money, I don't care even if you demolish the hospital."

"What about you?" Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan again.

"All tied up, and if you don't obey, you will kill his whole family." Dong Wuyan said expressionlessly.

Yan Murong was shocked.

This woman seems to be angry that she refused to help her yesterday, she didn't talk much at dinner last night, and what she said today revealed a murderous atmosphere.

All tied up, and you still want to kill the whole family? Damn, do you dare to be a little darker?

Yan Murong knew that it would be in vain to ask her now, so he dispelled the idea of discussing with her again.

When he arrived at the top floor, after the door of Dai Lide's office, Yan Murong saw a woman in her twenties wearing a professional suit sitting on a desk next to the door, writing something, Yan Murong glanced at the woman strangely, and then looked at Dai Lide.

"This is my secretary, Liu Yu, but now it's your secretary." Dalide explained with a smile, beckoned to the woman again, and said. "Liu Yu, I have already sold the hospital, and the current director is this Mr. Yan Murong Yan, in the future, you can follow him to do things."

"Yan--Hello Dean Yan, I'll open the door right away." Liu Yu hurriedly greeted Yan Murong, then opened the door of the office in a panic, let Yan Murong and the others in, and then prepared to turn around and go back to work.

"Wait." Yan Murong stopped Liu Yu, who was about to close the door, and said with a smile. "Liu Yu, right?"

"Yes, Dean Yan, what's the matter with you?" Liu Yu glanced at Yan Murong, lowered his head, and asked a little nervously.

"Do you have the phone numbers of those experts in each department?" Yan Murong asked.

"Yes."

"Okay, go call them."

took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, Yan Murong said. "It's 9:28, you tell them to go to the conference room for a meeting before 10 o'clock, and if they don't come or are late, they will do it themselves."