Chapter 771： May the river water take away sorrow

Chapter 771: The River Can Take Sorrow

The outside of the hospital was busy. The hospitals in the surrounding counties kept making appointments for Zhang Fan, and the inside of the hospital couldn't be idle.

Ouyang now puts himself completely in the position of a mascot. Although it doesn't matter, the people in the city, whoever speaks of Chasu Hospital, first talk about Ouyang, not Zhang Fan and Ren Li or Lao Gao.

However, the reputable old lady, Ao Jiao now does not even host the hospital affairs meeting. When you want to come, listen to it. If you don't want to come, let the director of the medical office directly.

If you do n’t work, do n’t say anything, and if you ’re fine now, ask for it. "Zhang Yuan, looking at several departments now seems to be up.

But it still doesn't work. The training of young doctors cannot be relaxed. At the crucial moment, when you should be black-faced, you still have to be black-faced. You can't see everyone with a smile and a kind face all day! "

Zhang Fan was not vain at first. The old lady had to point Zhang Fan on this, just to let him focus more on this one.

Ouyang decentralized power, and Ren Li's side is also fueling development. The internal medicine exams once every few days and the exams once every few days. The doctors getting tired are exhausted, but the effect is significant.

In the past, the wrong prescription, random medication, and overdue medication, in these several rounds of training, let everyone see Ren Li's means.

You can make mistakes, but if you do not change, then I'm sorry, go to the study class and go straight to study.

This kind of off-study study is not a good thing. The first period is not closed, the salary is stopped, and the second period is not closed. You still have to pay the hospital for the third period, but the hospital will dismiss you directly.

Just like the Chinese government, you jump back and forth, don't let me take it seriously, as soon as I take it seriously, you have to be thin.

Previously, hospital leaders defined the hospital as a small regional general hospital.

In Ouyang's hands, she set the hospital on fire, and now the definition of a hospital has become a regional key hospital.

The definition has improved, and of course the requirements for doctors have also been raised. The doctors who used to spend a lot of time in the past are also distressed, and the business is not going to be abandoned sooner or later. Without hard work, the rice bowl is a problem.

Ren Li is also a high-minded person. At the beginning, she was pushed out of the bird market by people in the department to theatrical factors. She didn't say anything, but she also took a breath.

For the development of the hospital, she is more interested than Zhang Fan.

On Monday, after a dean-free conference, Zhang Fan shook his head and came to his office with a smile.

"This old lady is completely self-relieving." Zhang Fan held a stack of documents that needed to be signed. At this point, Zhang Fan also forcibly gave part of it to Ren Li.

Now in Chasu Hospital, it's so strange, the signing right that symbolizes rights, the three main leaders all want to push outward.

And Lao Gao, cluttered objects, where can you take care of!

"Zhang Yuan, busy or not, I have something to talk to you about." Ren Li stood at the open office door and knocked on the door.

"Yo, secretary, fast forward, fast forward. I'm probably sitting here this morning for one morning, what's your matter, you say."

Zhang Fan smiled and invited Ren Li in. Then, turn around and prepare tea for Ren Li.

Ren Li didn't quit, sitting on the sofa of the visitor and looking at Zhang Fan's back, she was very emotional.

At the beginning, when Zhang Fan was transferred to the Department of Cardiology, she felt that the young man could endure hardship, but at the time, she also thought that the young man could endure hardship.

Other medical aspects are just as average. Originally thinking about watching his hard work and training in the Department of Cardiology, it turned out that people's surgical cattle were almost shocking.

Think about it when you wanted to put a little on the shelf to make him suffer a bit, then take advantage of the situation to enter the internal medicine, now looking back at this, Ren Li also felt that she had underestimated each other.

"Just don't be busy, just give me some boiled water. I don't drink tea! Don't even think about drinking it. Absolute insomnia at night."

The secretary in his early forties is no worse than Ouyang. Ouyang is angry. She can burst out, not only whose fault, but others can send out anyway.

Ren Li is different. She always keeps herself in her heart, so it seems that Ren Li always has a touch of anxiety.

"Okay, drink warm water wherever you want. Secretary, what's the matter." Zhang Fan smiled and sat opposite Ren Li.

For Ren Li, Zhang Fan is still very respected. To be honest, when there was a system in the beginning, Zhang Fan thought about the amount of surgery, as far as internal medicine was concerned.

As a result, in the Department of Cardiology, Zhang Fan followed Ren Li not only to learn the charm of internal medicine, but also to see the cruelty of internal medicine. One night, several of them died in one breath, the doctors could not rescue them.

At that time, it also made him really understand for the first time that the medical stuff was too **** and lacked a little knowledge. Usually it didn't look like a big problem.

However, it is always like a bomb or a mine. I don't know where the cat is waiting for you, and then wait for you to step on the mine to explode.

This also allows Zhang Fan, who has a system, to have more awe for life and the industry.

This thing, to be honest, is like a child or a sapling. Without a good teacher from the beginning, it will be difficult to become an atmosphere in the future.

And in this line, there is no awe, really, the greater the ability, the greater the harm, because this is a matter of human life!

Ren Li smiled and looked at Zhang Fan. Her smile will always be like seeing your secrets. How to say it, coupled with her habit of listening and listening all the year round, sitting there will make you feel uncomfortable. .

However, Zhang Fan had already passed the hurdle of rotating doctors, and didn't feel any smile on Ren Li's smile.

"Hehe, Zhang Yuan, general practitioners are up now, orthopedics, and even burns are getting more and more powerful. Even outside the brain, there are now Xue Xiaoqiao, but when will you prepare for cardiothoracic surgery?

Cardiothoracic surgery can not develop, we have a lot of business in cardiology and dared not develop, no one gave us support! "

Ren Li stared at Zhang Fan.

This said, Zhang Fan is really embarrassed. He also wants to develop cardiothoracic surgery, but now the amount of surgery outside the system has not been brushed up, and he is not happy with the chest.

"Um, as soon as I can, as soon as I can, and when I'm busy, I'm going to catch cardiothoracic surgery.

Does Secretary Ren have any specific ideas? "

Zhang Fan quickly opened the stubble.

"I just want to form a joint group between the heart and cardiothoracic surgery, but now cardiothoracic surgery is a thoracic surgery, the heart, hey!"

Ren Li shook her head.

There are many, many organs of the human body that have not been thoroughly studied, but one brain and one heart are still the two most difficult organs.

Especially the heart, this thing is a calf full of meat, not only strong, but also bad temper.

The brain, if there is an accident, even if it is dead, it is not fast, it is often delayed, it is a vegetative, or it is paralyzed. How much, it will give people some hope.

The heart is different. Not to mention the trauma. Even if you feel a little wronged, it can do it for you in minutes.

Therefore, in the early years, the vascular intervention in internal medicine, the Chinese state has a rule, that is, the hospital must have experience in cardiac surgery to carry out.

But I don't know what happened. Perhaps it was the money that drove the man's vascular and cardiac intervention. Regardless of whether he had a cardiac surgery support, he would dare to go to cardiology anyway. Even county-level hospitals have become routine operations.

In fact, cardiothoracic surgery failed to develop, nor was it because Zhang Fan's system did not open for a reason.

Earlier, Zhang Fan felt that this department, new doctors, and excellent referral doctors should scramble to enter such a department.

In fact, Zhang Fan wanted to get rid of it. He has had a good time in this industry. Others are not like this.

For example, a large department is that the larger the department is, the more the hospital resources are inclined.

On the other hand, the larger the department, the greater the pressure and competition for doctors.

To put it simply, for example, a hand cardiothoracic surgery operation, an ordinary cardiothoracic operation, at least four doctors.

These doctors are competitors in the future. Residents are promoted to attend, and there are only a few places a year. Whoever comes first is not only a question of reputation, but also a question of real interests.

After attending the vice-high school and attending the deputy high-school director, the competition became fiercer the further behind.

In other small departments, a simple operation can be done by a doctor with a nurse, which is a little more complicated, and only two doctors are needed.

Fewer people means less competition. Competition in this industry is not one stage, one stage.

If you enter a department, you can almost say that these are all competitors for a lifetime.

If Zhang Fan had no system and money, he might not choose a big department, and find a small department. Isn't it fragrant?

When entering the department, not everyone is Ouyang, not everyone is thinking about what to do, most of them are ordinary people, and the requirements are not high, they just want to spend their little days.

Therefore, now that with the development of the various small sections of the Chasu also getting better and better, the large sections, especially the ones that are difficult but not easy to get out of, and also prone to medical accidents, have become unpopular.

This is also a headache for Zhang Fan. Forcing the bull to drink water, Zhang Fan can't do it. He can force people to come to the department. He can't force others to work hard, so the biggest problem is talent.

Just as Zhang Fan was discussing the development of the hospital, a group of children of about half a size far away by the Chasu River had an accident.

In winter, the cold wind blows on the edge of the Tianshan Mountain. The children seem to be not afraid of the cold. Although the head is hot, the hands are still cold and inflexible.

Older children know that calcium carbide must be put into the bottle quickly.

Therefore, when they did not turn to themselves, they put their hands in the crotch.

It's like the doctor puts his hands under his armpit to keep warm before making a round in the winter.

The younger one didn't understand. They hurriedly drew beside the elder brothers, scrambling to put this characteristic bomb.

The little hands are frozen in purple and red, and then the nose is stuck, just like the masks that women apply before going to bed at night, with a white and yellow layer, and sometimes a black-brown snot is frozen on the hands.

Famu ’s little hand that has been frozen originally has to play this kind of thing that depends on speed to survive, really, there is no way to say.

A pile of calcium carbide trembling was put into the ink bottle. Instantly, the calcium carbide met water, and a large amount of acetylene gas came out. It was like a kettle with a pot in it, and the water splashed.

"Quick, fasten the lid!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The children shouted loudly, urging loudly.

Looking at the water bottle with the pot open in my hand, I kept urging loudly in my ears, so that the child who was originally young and had a bit of a heart in her heart was more hairy.

Frozen little hands, anxious urgency, if the child is described in web words, he is now panicked.

Finally, the lid was screwed up and down, and then the children urged louder, "Hurry up, throw it away, throw it away!"

The older children also saw the danger, and now they are not required to throw it into the cave, just to ask him to throw the bomb in the hurry as soon as possible.

The more urgency and chaos, the more urgency and panic, the purple hand that had been frozen, at this time, something went wrong, he wanted to raise his head and throw it a bit further.

However, he hadn't thrown it out yet. When he just raised the bottle above his head, he heard only a bang! The bottle exploded.

The instant explosion energy was released, and I saw a small, black hand that was blown up, thrown into the air like a glove, and the child's head was immediately blown into a broken watermelon.

White brain plasma, red blood, and black scalp, just like a bowl of tofu brain with chili oil and black fungus scattered on the ground.

The eyes were all blasted out, dropped on the icy ice, and instantly frozen, like a black and white glass ball grunting and rolling into the distance.

The youngest child didn't yell out even a pain, his face was a little nervous, a little scared, a little excited, and he was killed like this.

Because the homemade fried (a) bomb exploded in the back of the head, the latter half of the head directly opened like a flower. The Qiqiao can't be seen directly, it's all black holes.

None of the surrounding children ran away. They had been around, and even had their hands covered in the crotch to keep them warm.

The glass dumplings, the energy of the explosion, and the poisonous gas brought by the acetylene gas erupted directly in the middle of the child. This is the heavenly girl scattered flowers.

The closest children of the same age were to explode in front of their faces.

In an instant, the eyes were too late to react, and the glass, sharp glass went straight into their faces.

The ensuing explosion energy was just like a hurricane-knife, throwing up the faces of several children.

It was really lifted up, even with the tender meat on the face, like a big hand holding a child by a thug, tearing it straight down the nostril.

Flesh and blood, just like a red watermelon tucked by a hand in the middle, had no time to react, and was closed by high energy.

And the children who are a little farther and a little older, the glass that flew over, oh! Huh! Huh! Directly on the face, like a blade on the neck, plow open countless openings.

This kind of wound, with the energy coming immediately behind it, was just like, directly like a balloon, and slammed into their wounds.

In an instant, the wound was like a confinement baby, alas, the upper lip spit bubbles against the lower lip.

Energy brought air into the wound, and the upper and lower edges of the wound were shaking with blood and water, shaking constantly, and the blood was flying like foaming ideas.

Although wearing a thick cotton coat in winter, in front of this energy, it is like a piece of paper, which can be ripped apart.

The nearest older child who was posted had his stomach cut open instantly, and the fresh and tender intestine was like a pig hanging in the water, and it fell into the ground.

The glass dumplings hidden in the stomach, the intestines flowed through, like a paper knife, cut the intestines open.

Yellow stools, white fat, cool body fluids, and red blood mixed together.

The white ice was spread like a urchin smashed countless paints.

It seems to be a long time, but in fact, it takes only a second or two. This group of children who were cheerful and happy, all the time went down without even a moan.

After falling, about three or four minutes later, the blood seemed to understand, slowly flowing out of the wounds.

On the icy river, the blood is like a cold beer taken out of the refrigerator in summer, with ice pops, and it seems to click when it flows.

A black smoke rose into the sky. At this time, the workers who worked the night shift also knew that something had happened.

These adults have been slightly fried with calcium carbide, but they haven't taken it seriously, but they have seen too many acetylene explosions in this industry.

They didn't expect that today, because of one of their negligence, it exploded into a group of children that should have been carefree.

Then, a few workers on the night shift ran towards the river.

When standing by the river, the scene in front of them scared everyone into shouting.

Furiously, a young woman shouted aloud.

"Junzi, my army!" Because she saw an arm tossed by the river, wearing a yellow woolen shirt embroidered with a panda group on her arm.

This is a few days ago, she bought for her child in the city!

Terrible, terrible.

The wind blew, accompanied by the snowflake particles hanging slightly on the ice, like the mother's whimper, hovering over the ice river, unwilling to leave.

There was a trace of pain in the wind.

A group of workers flew to the river. Tears while running.

They were expecting their child to be absent in their hearts, and praying in their hearts, on the slippery river, they crawled up and down.

Alas, the bones that fell and the ice crashed against each other. They seemed to have no pain at all. They only wanted to see if there were any children in them.

On the white ice, like a funeral, the child was present, and the parents hugged in their arms, crying out of breath.

When the child was absent, the parents searched like crazy, did they fall into the river, did they blow up?

Really, parents' hearts are on their children.

Not long after, the owner of the chemical plant also rushed over. Looking at the scene in front of him, he felt that a dizziness was coming.

"Shit your mother, what are you doing, hurry up, take the children to the hospital. Hurry up!"

In the past, the prestigious boss, at this time, was almost anxious to urinate his pants, his nose was Harrah's, and even his crickets let his secretary quickly find the car.

Eight or nine children killed four on the spot. It was tragic and unspeakable.

Especially the mother of the youngest child, sitting idly on the ice, holding her incomplete child in her arms, and not crying or making trouble, just sitting quietly on the ice.

Demented, the demented stared at the ice cave where the children were smashed.

then

Lao Zang has seen

Such a child was killed

Tragic

(End of this chapter)