If you offend the president, the director of neurology department can't do it. It's OK to be a director or not. It's good to concentrate on the study of medicine regardless of the administration. But the key is that the director has a post allowance of 1000 yuan per month, which is the couple's monthly meal money.

This is where Qu Bowen is depressed.

My heart was in a mess. The battery car was very crooked, and almost touched the car parked in the non motorized lane. The owner of the car lowered the window and scolded, "don't you have eyes? How can you afford to ride a bike when it rubs against you? "

It's a matter of fact that I don't think it's illegal to park my car in the non motorized lane.

Qu Bowen has no mind to think about the right of way.

I'm thinking about it in my heart. If I lose the 1000 yuan, I can still live a tight life. But I'm afraid that because of offending Zhao Rong, I'll take away the rank of chief physician. The chief physician is an expert, and his salary is 3000 yuan more than that of ordinary doctors.

After this calculation, we found 4000 yuan.

The monthly income dropped from 10000 yuan to 4000 yuan.

After paying the mortgage, there is basically nothing left.

Thinking of this blog, he felt like crying. He began to seriously consider whether he would go to the invitation of the medical representative to have a meal and talk about something.

After all, although the medicine of that pharmaceutical factory is a little more expensive, it still has some effects, which is not a delay for patients to earn money without conscience.

Home is near the hospital, thinking on to the hospital.

As soon as the battery car was parked, Zhao Rong came to him, shouting "Xiaoqu" as he walked. He thought to himself, "it's over. Retribution comes so fast that the Dean himself found it in the early morning!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he thought, no matter what, he should take some losses and get some bad luck. He must protect his younger martial brother.

At least he had a good night's sleep because he was drunk, but Zhao Rong had been tossing and turning all night. He arrived at the hospital at five o'clock today, and then slipped to the bicycle shed, waiting for Qu Bowen.

Yesterday left a bad impression on the leader, which made him very depressed.

He also wants to go a step further. If he is promoted from the position of hospital president, he will be a deputy director of the Health Bureau. Although the level is the same, the meaning of transferring from the public institution under the health bureau to the health bureau is different, which is equivalent to changing from a technical type of work to an administrative department.

After thinking about it, he felt that the key point was still Yang Xiaotian. Yang Xiaotian is so valued by director Jiang. In the future, as long as he speaks well in front of director Jiang, his position in the minds of leaders will be different.

However, he was not familiar with Yang Xiaotian, so he decided to start with Qu Bowen.

In fact, he has been determined to make this decision for quite a long time. After all, Qu Bowen is his doctor. Yesterday, he verbally removed Qu Bowen from the post of director of Neurology, but now he has to bow his head to please Qu Bowen so that other doctors and nurses can see where his authority is?

He also thought about "who cares, I'm a dean at least!"

But in the end, he was not accepted by his positive heart. If he wants to make progress, he must put down his face.

So he was waiting for qubowen here early.

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"Xiaoqu

"Zhao, president Zhao!" Qu Bowen stopped the battery car and braved it.

To his surprise, Zhao Rong's face was covered with a smile and looked amiable. He didn't look like he was going to be angry at all.

Zhao Rong said: "well, there is a national medical forum in the province next week, which also invited our hospital. I thought that you are the head of Neurology in our hospital, so I recommend you to go with the group. This is a very important forum. There are not only domestic experts but also foreign famous doctors. You must seize this opportunity!

By the way, because I will go next week, I have to stay in the province for two or three days. You have to arrange the work of your department! Otherwise, there will be a problem at that time, but I want to ask you“

He said this with a laugh and a sarcastic tone.

Qu Bowen felt that Zhao Rong had added special effects in front of him. Didn't he want to bring himself to justice? How come you let yourself go to the medical forum with a bang?

Who in the circle doesn't know that this kind of medical forum, in all probability, is to chat together, then eat and drink, brush qualifications, add contacts, and enhance prestige and so on.

He never thought it would be his turn.

He looked at Zhao Rong in surprise: "president Zhao, I've been removed from the post of director, and I'm still arranging the work of the Department“

"Ah?! What do you say? " Zhao Rong made an angry expression, "we all work for the sake of work. Conflicts are inevitable in our work. But after work, we are all good comrades and friends. How can we take the angry words in our work seriously? If you are not the director of Neurology, who will be

Zhao Rong a stay, asked: "that means... I or the director of the Department of neurology?"

"Yes, you are easy to do. There is a number of vice high places in the hospital in the second half of the year. I think you can work harder!" When Zhao Rong spoke, he patted you on the shoulder, laughing at the wind and the rising sun.

"Thank you for your trust!" Qu Bowen was very excited. He never dreamed that such a good thing would fall on him. He was very excited.

"Well, that's all!" Zhao Rong said and turned to leave, suddenly said, "by the way, your younger martial brother named Yang Xiaotian, if he comes, call me. I'll take him to see the doctors in the emergency department!"

Qu Bowen was not stupid to be able to skip the rank of director of Neurology in just a few years. When he heard this, he immediately understood why Zhao Rong would say those words to himself.

He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing bitterly. After a long time of emotional disturbance, he was still in the light of his younger martial brother.

It's a pity that I told my wife early in the morning that I can't suffer my younger martial brother even if I suffer.

With the arrangement of the president, Qu Bowen is not in a hurry to go to the office. Instead, he is waiting for Yang Xiaotian at the door. After a while, he is waiting for Yang Xiaotian, and he quickly greets him.

Yang Xiaotian surprised: "elder martial brother, so coincidentally, we go to the hospital together?"

Qu Bowen jokingly said, "what's the coincidence? I have a mission to wait for you! This time, elder martial brother, you've got your light! "

Yang Xiaotian's EQ is much higher than Qu Bowen's. He knows that Zhao Rong must have promised benefits to his elder martial brother. That kind of fans can't give up all the opportunities to climb up.

They chatted and walked to Zhao Rong's office.

Seeing Yang Xiaotian coming, Zhao Rong quickly stood up from the boss's chair and said with a smile: "Oh, Dr. Yang, you are here. I went back to think about it yesterday. Your case of treating director Jiang is really amazing. I think the whole hospital needs to learn your spirit of studying details. I welcome you to our first hospital Then he welcomed Yang Xiaotian to the sofa, took out a cup of tea from the cupboard, made the tea, and said, "let's have a cup of tea first. Later, let's find someone from the personnel department to see how to go about the personnel relationship. In fact, there's no trouble. It's just a process!"

Yang Xiaotian said with a smile: "personnel relations do not have to go!"

"How?" Zhao Rong said

"Yesterday, I talked with director Jiang for a while. I think we should put the relationship in the health care committee according to her meaning! However, according to my personal wishes, I will still work in the first hospital, but if there is anything wrong with the health care committee, I will help again! " Yang Xiaotian said.

Zhao Rong was surprised and happy. He couldn't say anything else. He just praised: "what a promising young man!"

Yang Xiaotian took a sip of tea and said, "it's getting late. Let's go to the emergency department first? I also want to get to know my colleagues and try to start my work as soon as possible! "

"OK, Dr. Yang, you really don't delay for a moment. The whole hospital has to learn from your working spirit." Zhao Rong flatters Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian smiles and refuses to comment.

The emergency department is located in the west gate, close to a secondary trunk road. It can enter directly without taking the heavy traffic hospital gate. The traffic is very convenient.

Under Zhao Rong's introduction, Yang Xiaotian kept in mind the names of every doctor in the emergency department.

The director of the emergency department is Luo Fei, an old man in his sixties. He came back from the reemployment. He looks like an old scholar. It's not polite to see Zhao Rong. After all, being a doctor is still about qualifications. Luo Fei's qualifications are much richer than Zhao Rong's.

"Mr. Luo usually does some guidance work!" Zhao Rong said, "Mr. Luo, this is Dr. Yang Xiaotian. Yesterday, director Jiang was the one who was ill."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Luo Fei looked at Yang Xiaotian in surprise, and then said, "young man, you have good skills! But next time you are not so lucky. You should remember that every decision of the doctor may affect the life of the patient. You bet right this time. What about next time? If you make a mistake once, it's irreparable! "

Yang Xiaotian is depressed. Luo Fei obviously thinks that he is lucky because he is young. He has made an irreparable mistake in gambling. It's ridiculous. If you have the ability, go and gamble for a try? If you don't have that ability, what can you say?

He didn't have a good impression on Luo Fei, who relied on the old to sell his old.

Zhao Rong is also well aware of Luo Fei's character. After the introduction, he took Yang Xiaotian out and said, "Dr. Yang, don't mind. Director Luo has such an attitude. Don't you see that? When you talk to me, you are indifferent!"

Hearing Zhao Rong speak for Luo Fei, Yang Xiaotian was quite surprised. He thought Zhao Rong was the kind of person who wanted to climb up. He didn't expect that he would still defend his subordinates. He said with a smile: "I'm not so stingy!"

This is a pun, but I don't know if Zhao Rong has understood it.

Just then, a loud noise came from the reception hall next to the diagnosis room. As soon as they walked over, they saw a woman in her thirties running and jumping madly, beating people from time to time, and making a mess of things at the reception desk.

While smashing, she also yelled: "devil, you are all sent by devil, I will kill you all!"

The little nurses were frightened and screamed. The patients and their families who were close to them quickly dodged, while the ones who were far away were laughing and watching.

A nurse in her mid-30s yelled, "where's the security guard? Come quickly and control this madman, Dr. Wang. Give her an injection of diazepam. She's crazy! "

Doctor Wang is tall and thin. He wears a pair of glasses and rushes up with a needle. As a result, he is slapped by a madwoman and his glasses are fanned away. The needle is still stuck in his leg and he faints.

Outside, two security guards came to see the madwoman waving a needle that they didn't know where to get. After all, who knows if the needle was infected? For the salary of 2000 yuan a month, there's no need to risk her life.

And normal people, who can control the wumadman?