Yu Mancang had heard a sentence in his previous life.

The difference between a doctor and a killer is just a thought.

Of course, it's not that doctors don't want their patients to recover, but they can only buy more time for their patients from death.

But after all, he was defeated by the Grim Reaper.

If a hospital is mainly for profit, then it is conceivable how much impact the difference in policy will have on the group of patients.

Now, Yu Mancang finally understood.

Su Lao asked him to work in the hospital canteen, which was just a part of the game.

It's not just a matter of the cafeteria, it's a battle for power between the old and the new!

Su Lao adheres to the concept of people-oriented, and under his governance, the hospital's practices inevitably have a hole in losses.

But this is the largest hospital in the province, and the state will definitely give some financial support.

However, if the hospital does not need support, it can even generate income and give back to the country, which is also something that many people are happy to see.

Yu Mancang could imagine that a group of old-fashioned factions led by Su Lao had sunset and could only resist stubbornly, while the new-looking faction led by Vice President Hou tried their best to encroach on the management model of the entire provincial hospital little by little.

The first to be eaten away was the cafeteria.

Yu Mancang thought that Su Lao must have opposed Vice President Hou's proposal to take over the management of the canteen, but it was rejected.

Even the top will definitely think.

Old man Su, you are too greedy, the entire hospital is in your hands, why don't you even give your disciples the canteen?

You're seventy years old, and you still don't in the pit...... Anyway, when you retire, won't all this still have to be taken care of by your disciples?

As long as Vice President Hou runs the canteen well and makes some people taste the sweetness, then Vice President Hou's idea of eating the entire hospital will soon come true.

But......

"Su Lao, you are idealistic." Yu Mancang shook his head.

Don't say that he doesn't like to work for people, he wants to be his own boss.

Even if he really helped Dean Su for the sake of national feelings, but in this battlefield without gunpowder, would Dean Su really win?

No, it won't!

He is 70 years old, and in addition to the students who love him, the patients who have received his kindness will want him to stay, but in fact, they may not want him to continue to work on the front line.

He's been bouncing for a year at most!

It's also possible that you won't be able to jump up for even a year, and something will happen, and then the people will be gone......

When the time comes, won't he become Zhu Bajie in Mancang, and he is not a human being inside and out?

Even if he gets an organized job, in the eyes of Vice President Hou, he is also Su Lao's person, a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, is he allowed to hold an iron rice bowl and live a life of grievance?

Thinking about it like this, Yu Mancang said calmly: "Old Su, actually, your current thinking can't be entangled in the canteen, it's better to cultivate a successor who can succeed you as soon as possible, and someone who can confront Vice President Hou." ”

Hearing this, Su Lao sat back in his chair in a gloomy manner.

"It's gone."

Yu Mancang was stunned: "What's wrong?" ”

I heard Su Lao say: "It's not that I don't understand what you mean, but there is actually only Xiaohou who can succeed me, because he is a serious person who has received training in traditional Chinese medicine, and he is a talent cultivated by my heart!" ”

At this time, Yu Mancang was speechless.

The reality is so cruel!

Because the university has been closed for ten years, Chinese medicine has actually been suppressed for a longer time, and almost all of the new forces are from Western medicine, and most of the people who have heads and faces in the hospital are Western doctors!

They are a faction of traditional Chinese medicine, except for a few old men, there is no one else.

There is no successor!

Gone!

It's gone!

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