The abbot held a short meeting and explained the methods and precautions of voting. After the rules were explained, the staff distributed the ballots.

The votes were sent to everyone and then lined up to be cast into the election box.

700 votes must be sung on the spot.

Divide into two groups.

There are two blackboards on the east side, and there are two blackboards on the west side.

The two nurses were sing for the vote, and their voices were crisp and loud.

There were two people in charge of monitoring the tickets, and one of them was typing the blackboard.

"Li Qiang."

"Li Qiang."

"Li Qiang."

...

Something is wrong.

Zhang Xi's ears tried hard to listen to the singing votes on both sides.

Why did Li Qiang have so many names that he heard the word Zhang Xi by chance?

No, yesterday's polls were all one-sided toward me, why did the wind suddenly turn today?

It is impossible to turn so fast, and the other party has no special moves today.

What's going on?

Could it be that everyone was lying during the polls?

Vice President Wang was uneasy, "It's famous!"

He raised an objection.

The host turned his head and gave Vice President Wang a stern wink. The warning means a strong sense.

Among the crowd, Vice President Wang finally found a few people, they were not from the Second Hospital.

Sun Tao!

"What is he here to do?"

"He has the right to come." The host reminded, "He belongs to Li Qiang."

"Uh..." Vice President Wang swallowed his anger.

He knew that he still had to protect himself. Regardless of winning or losing, he had a status. Of course, it would be better if he lost. If he lost, his job was still in the hands of others, so he could not be too exposed.

Zhang Xi's face became very serious.

Not only did he listen, Li Qiang obviously had an advantage, and Li Qiang's word "六" on the blackboard was obviously a long team, but he was not even complete with two regular characters.

There is no need to wait any longer, failure is destined.

The votes continue.

Old Dean Zhang Xi stood up and was about to leave, but as soon as he stood up, he found a serious problem: his feet were weak, especially his hands and feet on his left, and he obviously had no strength.

"I have a stroke, hurry up and send it to Antai Hospital." Zhang Xi was speechless, but he understood very well that the only one who could save him now was Antai Hospital.

"Notify Liu Muqiao and ask him to help the old director Zhang Xi personally treat it." Sun Tao rushed over and called in front of Zhang Xi, "Old Dean, don't worry, with Liu Muqiao taking action, your illness will be cured soon."

"Okay, thank you."

At this time, although Zhang Xi's defeat was decided, he was unwilling to die. Now he understood one truth: fame and fortune are passing by, only his body belongs to him.

Why die?

The Second Hospital collectively betrayed him. Is it necessary for him to die for the Second Hospital?

He had bleeding in his brain and had a headache, but his brain was still clear. He knew the so-called poll. In fact, the employees of the Second Hospital collectively chose to merge with Antai Hospital, which was just hindering the old director's face and told lies.

There was no collective intentional fraud in this. It was everyone's own decision and it was all a thought. I didn't care about others. I would vote for the merger with Antai Hospital anyway.

Not only one person thinks this way, but the vast majority.

Why don’t we choose to merge with Antai Hospital? Are we really having intellectual problems?

The people in the Second Hospital actually think so, but in front of the old director Zhang Xi, they can only have one thing behind the scenes.

They respect and even admire the old dean Zhang Xi. They love the old dean Zhang Xi very much, but at the same time, most people are still rational.

Follow you, Zhang Xi, maybe you can really save the Second Hospital, but you will be there later.

You are already in your 70s this year, working for 3 years, 5 years, what will happen?

History can be repeated. They have tasted too many ups and downs. The dean sent by the superior organization is not good, and the dean they choose later is not good either.

So, this time I had the opportunity to merge with Antai Hospital, the fool opposed it.

Besides, who can guarantee that the old Dean Zhang Xi will be reborn after coming out?

Zhang Xi was taken to Antai Hospital by ambulance.

At the scene, the vote counting work was still underway. In the end, 745 votes chose Li Qiang, agreeing to be entrusted by Antai Hospital, and 37 votes were in favor of following the old director Zhang Xi.

The poor 37 votes also include one vote of the old dean himself.

In fact, even the few vice presidents who followed him, except for those named Wang, voted by Li Qiang and agreed to merge.

There are also most department directors, and they also chose Li Qiang.

This is a general trend, not a matter of personal will, but a responsibility for the job you have in your hands.

Seeing that people eat big fish and meat with great food, even cabbage and radish is a problem. Now that I have the chance, I can also eat big fish and meat. Only fools will discard this opportunity.

This is consistent with Liu Muqiao's expectations.

Although Liu Muqiao once suspected that he had won and lost, he convened 10 people to hold a meeting. In fact, this meeting was not very meaningful. In fact, giving people from the second hospital a choice, most of them would choose to merge with Antai Hospital without hesitation.

Not to mention the broken stall of the Second Hospital, even the first affiliated hospital will be the same choice.

This is undoubtedly.

The ambulance of the old director Zhang Xi drove into the hospital. Zhang Changgong and his team were already waiting at the door. They changed into the cart in the hospital and could get on the CT machine directly. The result was that.

Right basal ganglia bleeding.

The bleeding volume is not very large, 30 ml.

For an elderly patient, this amount is not enough to cause coma and is not enough to cause severe headaches.

But when he was pushed into the puncture operating room, Dr. Liu Muqiao greeted him with a sterile clothing.

"Don't worry, I've seen the CT scan. Your bleeding is not very large, the basal ganglia, about 30 ml. In other hospitals, it is generally conservatively treated. However, we advocate puncture and rehabilitation. This way, I'm going to help you puncture."

Zhang Xiren was still very clear and said, "Thank you." He didn't say much.

He didn't dare to say more, let alone mention PK. His feelings for Liu Muqiao were very complicated. Last time, on the roof, if Liu Muqiao hadn't come to provoke him, he might have really jumped down. Now he was scared when he thought about it. If he jumped down, it would not only disappear, but also hurt his family. Who would want someone to commit suicide? His reputation was not good!

He hated Liu Muqiao again, because they annexed the Second Hospital, causing the Second Hospital to lose its inheritance. What a tragic thing.

Zhang Xi's own incense also encountered this problem. He only had one daughter, and his inheritance was a big problem. Fortunately, his daughter noticed that she gave birth to twins and two sons, one of whom was surnamed Zhang, so that Zhang Xi would be considered a successor.

It is certain that the Second Hospital has lost its inheritance. It is the person in front of him who has made the Second Hospital lose his descendants.

However, Zhang Xi also understood that the employees of the Second Hospital also had their own difficulties in choosing to merge with Antai Hospital. They couldn’t even pay their wages and couldn’t eat enough. Who cares whether you passed on it or not?
Chapter completed!