"The village chief will come to the city the day after tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Duan Cheng looked at Zhang Fandao.
"Okay, contact me then."
Zhang Fan replied.
Duan Cheng and Zhang Fan chatted for a while, had a meal at noon, and then separated. They didn't go to the hospital to help for some time, so Zhang Fan went to the hospital in the afternoon.
Zhang Fan walked around the hospital, treated difficult and complicated diseases in the hospital, and then went to Ma Zhiyong's office.
Seeing Zhang Fan enter, Ma Zhiyong warmly invited Zhang Fan to sit down.
"Dean Ma, I heard you are retiring?"
Zhang Fan got straight to the point and said that he heard the medical staff talking about this matter several times during his rounds.
"Yeah..." Ma Zhiyong sighed softly, "Originally, we had to wait for a while, but the higher-ups have already sent people down, so we should hand over to them as soon as possible. I just have some time to spare."
"Isn't someone from our hospital taking your place?"
Zhang Fan said in confusion. Zhang Fan vaguely remembered that Ma Zhiyong told Zhang Fan before that someone from this hospital would take his place.
"The previous plan was to have someone from our hospital take over, but someone was sent from above, so we had to follow the instructions from above."
Ma Zhiyong said, "By the way, the new director will be here at four o'clock in the afternoon. In half an hour, there will be a welcome ceremony in the hospital. Will you attend?"
"I will not participate. I will sort out the information on the patients I just treated and then leave."
Zhang Fan said.
Ma Zhiyong nodded. After spending such a long time with Zhang Fan, Ma Zhiyong had some understanding of Zhang Fan's character. Zhang Fan didn't like excitement very much.
"I'm going back to my office to work first. I'll call Director Bai Ruixiang someday and let's have a meal together."
Zhang Fan said.
"well!"
Ma Zhiyong responded twice, and then said with a smile, "I have wanted to treat you to a meal for a long time, but I was always afraid that you would not have time."
After Zhang Fan returned to the office, he started to deal with work. Before he knew it, half an hour had passed and it was time to welcome the new dean.
Zhang Fan had almost finished his work. He stretched out, took off his white coat, packed his things and was about to leave when there were knocks on the door.
"Dong dong dong..."
"Come in..." Zhang Fan said.
The person who entered the door was a man who was a little stout and bald. Zhang Fan knew this man. He was the director of the Department of Surgery. He had asked Zhang Fan many questions. His surname was Zhao.
"Director Zhao, what's the matter?"
Zhang Fan asked.
"The new President Liu Demin, I learned that you are in the hospital. I hope you can also attend the ceremony to welcome him, and let me come to invite you."
Director Zhao said.
"How did he know I was in the hospital?"
Zhang Fan asked subconsciously.
"When you were doing your ward rounds, many medical workers saw you. Someone must have said something to you."
Director Zhao replied.
In fact, Zhang Fan is not the only one who has not been the deputy director or director, but there are many. After all, for the hospital to operate normally, someone must take up this position, and Zhang Fan was working just now.
Now someone sent someone to call him, and Zhang Fan didn't want to disgrace him, so he didn't refuse.
"Then let's go."
Zhang Fan put on his white coat again and pointed outside.
Soon, everyone arrived at the hospital's auditorium, which was decorated in a grand manner, decorated with lights and colorful flowers.
Seeing Zhang Fan entering the door, a man in his fifties, with a medium build, well-dressed, and an upright appearance smiled and said, "Dean Zhang is here. I have heard of your name for a long time. Hello!"
This person is none other than the new dean, Liu Demin.
"Hello...Dean Liu..." Zhang Fan also said hello with a smile, and at the same time, he looked at Liu Demin's face.
"Find a place to sit."
Liu Demin said, with a hint of bossiness in his tone.
According to Zhang Fan's rank, he should sit in the first row, but there are no seats in the first row, and only the third row has seats.
If Liu Demin sincerely called Zhang Fan over, he should have reserved a seat for Zhang Fan in the first row in advance. He did not reserve a seat for Zhang Fan, which was obviously a lack of sincerity. Zhang Fan could also see Liu Demin from Liu Demin's face.
Who he is, he probably knows what Liu Demin is thinking.
"Dean Zhang, please take my seat."
Director Zhao noticed the problem and pointed to his position. His position was next to Ma Zhiyong, which was consistent with Zhang Fan's identity.
"No, I won't attend this meeting."
Zhang Fan smiled and said that Liu Demin did not invite him sincerely and there was no need for him to stay here any longer.
Liu Demin didn't save face for Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan naturally wouldn't save face for Liu Demin either.
After saying that, Zhang Fan walked out of the auditorium. Seeing Zhang Fan's reaction, Liu Demin frowned and said rather displeased: "Dean Zhang, where are you making such a fuss?
I sincerely ask people to invite you, and you just leave as you say?
What do you think we are?"
Liu Demin took the initiative and put the shit basin on Zhang Fan's head.
Zhang Fan paused for a moment, then turned around and said: "You know best whether you are sincere or not. No one is a fool. Everyone present can see what is going on. Don't think that others don't know the little things in your heart."
Liu Demin was left speechless by Zhang Fan's rhetorical question. The muscles on his face trembled slightly. After licking his lips, he said sternly: "If you walk out like this today! Don't even think about continuing to work here!"
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Do you think you have the final say on this matter?"
"I'm the dean! I just have the final say!"
Liu Demin looked confident. After speaking, Liu Demin took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Now that Liu Demin's official appointment has not yet come down, he has no rights in the hospital. The rights still belong to Ma Zhiyong. Ma Zhiyong will definitely not listen to him. Therefore, if he wants to fire Zhang Fan, he has to find someone above him. The right person he is looking for is
He is the head of the city health department.
"Hello, Brother Qin..." Liu Demin said respectfully after the call was connected.
"What's wrong?
Demin?"
A rather magnetic voice came from the microphone.
"I'm here to work in the hospital today. Someone is making things difficult for me here. I want to ask Brother Qin to help me and ask Director Ma to get the person who makes things difficult for me out of the hospital so that I can start my work in the future."
Liu Demin said.
"Who is giving you a hard time?"
Brother Qin asked casually.
"Zhang Fan, the young honorary vice president of the hospital."
Liu Demin said.
"You...who are you talking about?
Can you say that again."
Brother Qin said.
"Honorary Vice President Zhang Fan!"
Liu Demin replied.
Brother Qin gave a wry smile, and then asked: "Do you know the three hands that were taken in two days ago?"
"I know, the two of us drank before."
Liu Demin replied.
"One of the reasons why this guy went in was because he had a conflict with the honorary vice president named Zhang Fan."
Brother Qin said, and hung up the phone directly after speaking.