Chapter 501 What a profound meaning

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 The rain was heavy and dense all night.

Coupled with the heavy rain that has fallen upstream for a week, the Qingjiang River has surged.

Many people went to the river to watch the flood.

Liu Miqiao is still in the intensive care unit doing hematoma puncture.

Zhao Yilin, Zou Qingxiang, Lu Lu, Wen Xingyu, and Zhang Changgong were all gathered in the custody room. Wang Yi and Monroe also came over to work overtime.

Last night, it was like going crazy. From midnight to almost noon now, patients kept coming in.

Either cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction.

Xiang Lifang is almost collapsed.

“There’s really no room for an extra bed!”

Yes, the entire neurology department has several floors, corridors, and duty rooms packed with patients.

200 beds have been added to 350 patients.

"I don't care about you, what do you think, your head nurse thinks, I just admit the patients. Besides, the patients have come in, can you not admit them?"

Zhao Yilin said so, but privately, he was contacting the bed.

He has one last trick.

Borrow beds from other internal medicine departments.

There are 12 other departments in the internal medicine system. If one department borrows 10 beds, can’t it still borrow 120 beds?

Of course, borrowing a bed is not a simple matter. Now, many departments of Antai Hospital have become hard to find beds. Do you still want to borrow a bed from another person?

Difficult, it is indeed a difficult thing, but who has Zhao Yilin’s resilience?

No matter who is entangled by him, he can say good or bad things.

In other words, whether you borrow it or not, in the end, you have to borrow his bed.

However, he will not take advantage of you and borrow your bed in vain. Zhao Yilin will not take any of the income generated by this patient, and will give all of it to the department that borrowed the bed.

Bed space can be solved, and mild patients in the neurology department can be transferred to other departments.

The problem now is that there are not enough doctors!

Not enough, work overtime!

24-hour accountability!

He gave an order to move everyone's family to a hotel, a B&B, or to build a house near the hospital. Everyone will stay here for two more months. When the new building is put into use, you will all be nobles.

Every time they think of the new building being put into use, the doctors and nurses are excited.

Zhao Yilin said that now there is no shortage of doctors, nurses, and even hygienists in the Department of Neurology, and they are all members of the Neuropsychiatric Center.

The building has its own nutritious canteen, a single duty room, a swimming pool, a cinema, and a gym.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are advanced laboratories.

This is the core value of the Neuropsychiatric Center.

With it, this building is not just a hospital, but a research and development center.

Recently, the city is considering that this center must be given certain organizational treatment. The initial idea is to give it a department-level treatment.

Of course, after hearing the news, Zhao Yilin couldn't sit still.

At the senior level, there is no way he can get his turn.

However, he didn't know how to object, so he had to encourage Liu Miqiao to stop it.

Liu Muqiao shook his head and said: "Don't you think it's fun to be on the same level as the dean? In the future, if the center needs scientific research funding, wouldn't it be more convenient to ask for some kind of subsidies?"

Zhao Yilin shook his head fiercely: "You don't understand. You are still young. The director of this center is probably a layman, someone like He Junjie. When the time comes, Dean Pi will not be able to control him."

In fact, Liu Muqiao also has concerns.

He went to Dean Pi to report this matter.

Dean Pi also smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Logically speaking, if Liu Muqiao was the director, then no one would have much to say. But the problem is that according to organizational principles, it is impossible for a person who has not yet entered the system to be suddenly promoted from an ordinary member to a division-level cadre, no matter how exceptional the rule is.

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Seeing that the building is getting closer to completion day by day, everyone in the neurology department, including the neurosurgery department, is very excited. Only Zhao Yilin has some psychological concerns. He is worried that having a mother-in-law next to him will cause trouble.

However, he still visited the building twice a day. His own office was basically completed, but he hadn't bought any furniture yet. He just sat on the floor, thinking alone.

Today, I have been busy all night, and there is still one patient who has not finished the treatment.

Xiang Lifang is here again.

"You and I are in the last bed."

"It's okay. You want Liu Jianxin to arrange for 10 mild patients to be transferred to the second gastroenterology department."

"I just transferred 10 patients to the first gastroenterology department, and now I transfer 10 more to the second gastroenterology department? Do you know what people are calling you?"

"Nan Batian. I know."

"It's good that you know." Xiang Lifang said and left.

Lu Lu is now a master, and he is teaching Zhang Changgong how to pierce.

Liu Muqiao is examining the patient who just underwent puncture.

In one breath, they treated 23 patients, and also admitted 7 patients with cerebral infarction.

"What day is it today? Why are there so many patients?" Monroe said.

"Qingming Festival."

Monroe stopped talking.

He glanced at the patient a few times, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Wang Yize was not so literary and said with a smile: "We are the ones who are against the King of Hell."

Just as he was talking, Liu Maqiao's cell phone vibrated.

He picked up his cell phone and saw a message from Dean Pi.

"In the afternoon, several leaders from the city will come to the hospital for investigation. Please participate. Please keep it confidential and don't tell anyone."

Liu Muqiao glanced at Zhao Yilin.

He knew that it should be about the promotion of the Neuropsychiatric Center to director level.

"Why are you looking at me? Is your information related to me?" Zhao Yilin asked warily.

"No, I'm going to take a day off in the afternoon, and Dean Pi has asked me to see a patient." Liu Maqiao gently walked over the matter.

Zhao Yilin's doubtful eyes never changed.

In the afternoon, Liu Muqiao arrived at the hospital office building on time and sat in Dean Pi's office for a while. Soon, several leaders from the city arrived.

They chatted with Dean Pi alone for a while before looking for Liu Miqiao.

"Comrade Liu Muqiao, we would like to know a few questions. Can you please answer us truthfully? And your own thoughts. Okay?"

"Okay."

"Dean Pi is 57 years old this year. According to the rules of the organization, he must change to a non-leadership position at the age of 58. Calculating this, he can still work for one year at most. What do you think of Dean Pi?"
"My opinion of Dean Pi is pretty good. He does practical things, has a good character, is diligent, and has strong leadership ability." Liu Muqiao said.

"He led the team, and some people reported that there were some negative comments. What do you think?"

"You can't blame him. In this situation, I think you have a greater responsibility. Gao Jian and He Junjie should not have been sent here in the first place." Liu Maqiao lost his sense of proportion when he got excited.

"This...are you criticizing us?"

"Can't you criticize? Don't you mean criticism and self-criticism?" Liu Muqiao said loudly.

"You don't understand this. Since the leader has arranged it this way, it has profound meaning."

"Fart! What a profound meaning! Isn't it just..." Liu Maqiao's voice became louder.

"You...why do you talk like this?"


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