At 7:30 in the morning, while other working people were driving or squeezing into the bus desperately, the pair of Fuguiniao brand leather shoes worn by Dean Liu Zifei had already entered the Housing Department. Before officially going to work at 8 o'clock every morning, various departments
Including the housing department, he has to inspect it. This habit has never stopped for more than ten years since he took up the position of dean, except during off-duty periods.
In fact, the Housing Department has nurses who specialize in ward rounds every morning to do this work, but this does not affect the enthusiasm of Dean Liu Zifei as if he is a general inspecting his position. He likes his current job, and even more enjoys carrying the burden of
He accepted the obviously fawning looks from his subordinates with both hands, which made him find the joy of life. Although his shoulders were not broad and his stature was not tall, what did it matter? There are more than 500 employees in the hospital.
, which one doesn’t always greet him politely and greet him as the dean?
The focus of Dean Liu Zifei's inspection is not on hygiene, because he can guarantee that every piece of glass in the entire building, including every blind corner, will be cleaned spotlessly according to his instructions. The focus of his inspection is people. Three types of people
, one is the hospital staff under his command, one is the patients, and the other is the patients’ family members.
During his inspection, if he saw a sleepy little nurse, Dean Liu Zifei's eyes would be like an ice skate in the twelfth lunar month, making the little nurse wearing lipstick and rouge pale and her heart pounding.
After saying hello in a low voice, she picked up the mop and mopped the floor. Although these jobs were done by temporary workers, and although the dean would not deduct her bonus even if she didn't show off, she had to make a show of it.
I was wrong...
If you meet the latter two people in the corridor, the skates in the dean's eyes will turn into a ray of sunshine in the blink of an eye, and his whole face will shine with a kind smile. What's wrong with the dean? When the dean meets the patients and
His family members have to face him with a smile, which is what Liu Zifei personally promised at the bureau party committee meeting. Now is the economic society, even those girls who sell smiles know how to measure the amount of smiles based on the amount of money, let alone the name.
What about hospitals that claim to be 'saving lives and helping the wounded', but actually use other methods to empty patients' pockets?
In terms of nature alone, the laughing lady and the hospital doctor who save lives and heal the wounded are not on the same level at all. One of them is a soul seller who has received the glare of the world, and the other is an angel in white who is respected by the world. However, they have one thing in common,
That means when she smiles at you, her eyes must be staring at your wallet. No matter she is a lady or the dean.
After smiling and making way for a pair of patients and their family members who looked like a mother and daughter, Liu Zifei followed the stairs to the third floor of the Housing Department.
This building was specially built for patients to be hospitalized. The decoration style inside is also completely modeled after the central hospital in the provincial capital. The black marble corridor floor, the warm white walls, and the warm-colored light sticks above the head.
At the entrance of each ward in the long corridor, there are chairs specially designed for patients and their families to rest. Everywhere is humanized, giving people a feeling of home, which invisibly alleviates the pessimism of patients and their families.
This morning, I don’t know what happened. Except for one person lying on the chair at the door of ward 302, the rest were all empty. I don’t know if the number of patients suddenly decreased, or if everyone paid money and entered the ward.
I rested on an empty bunk. Anyway, there was only one person in the corridor of Nuoda. He was lying alone on a chair, pressing his eyes with his hands. He seemed to be sleeping soundly. Maybe Liu Zifei's footsteps woke up that person.
The young man yawned and sat up. After rubbing his eyes, he showed his white teeth.
Dean Liu smiled kindly and nodded: "You should go to sleep in the room. There are empty bunks for family members to accompany you." But you have to pay, Dean Liu added in his mind. Look at this young man's whole body.
He looked dirty, and there was a large black red oil stain on his white shirt. Through preliminary observation, Dean Liu confirmed that he might be a migrant worker. In order to save the 60 yuan for the bed that night, he walked in the corridor.
We spent the night on a chair.
In modern society, every doctor has compassion for the world, but this must be based on the bottom line of people paying for medical treatment.
"Hehe." The young man smiled, raised his index finger and rubbed it under his nose, and said vaguely: "You look like a leader, right?"
Although this young man is dressed in dirty clothes, his narrow eyes are quite bright, especially the way he smiles, which gives people the feeling that the spring breeze has passed through the jade gate. For the patient's family members, they can see him at a glance.
It was a leader. Liu Zifei couldn't help but puff up his chest. After secretly boasting about his good vision, he saw all the advantages of the other party. He nodded humbly: "Haha, young man, you need my help.
What are you busy with?"
This sentence is tantamount to admitting that he is a leader. Although Liu Zifei did not want to deliberately reveal his identity as the dean to scare a migrant worker, the sentence "Do you need my help" still hinted at the other party. You guessed it, but I won't say it.
.You have to be low-key as a person.
"Can you give me some advice?" The young man seemed to have fully woken up at this time, with a hint of helplessness on his face with dark circles under his eyes.
Opinions? OK, Liu Zifei is most willing to give opinions from patients and their families.
It’s not that Dean Liu is a bitch and likes people to point out his shortcomings. It’s because his position as president is based on the numerous opinions put forward by patients more than ten years ago. He then reflects them to the leaders above and makes corrections to achieve success.
It was only the praise that attracted the attention of the leaders and they gradually promoted him. Later, after becoming the dean, he never gave up on this way of 'making a fortune'. If he felt that the opinions put forward by patients and family members were valuable, he would get them from the party committee
A meeting will be held to study. If it does not work or pass, it will be treated as if the dean did not say it. If everyone raises their hands to vote and agree with the good opinion and bring certain benefits to the hospital, this will be the credit of his far-sightedness as the dean. Therefore,
He always takes the opinions put forward by patients' families seriously.
"Tell me where our hospital has shortcomings. We try our best to correct them as soon as possible." In order to show that he pays attention to the opinions of 'customers', Director Liu took out the pen and paper he carried with him from his white coat pocket and used encouraging words.
He looked at the young man with his eyes, hoping that he would speak freely and provide valuable opinions.
"Yawn..." The young man yawned again. After looking back at the closed room 302, he whispered: "Can the hospital clearly stipulate that female patients are prohibited from resisting male bed companions?"
Liu Zifei was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and put away the pen and paper. He wanted to reach out and touch the young man's forehead to see if he had a fever. He was mentally retarded, a typical retarded behavior. Alas... this young man looked like
He was a tall man of five and six, but he didn't expect that he was an intellectually retarded person. Liu Zifei shook his head and continued to stride forward. His time was precious and he had to go to the special care ward on the fourth floor. He really couldn't waste it.
In this mentally retarded person.
The special care ward of the Armed Police Hospital is different from other hospitals. The special care ward here does not allow any family members to accompany the bed. All this is done by dedicated special care personnel. The reason for doing this is to earn more money for the care.
On the other hand, by arranging positions for nurses who work in the hospital through connections, we can kill two birds with one stone.
After Dean Liu completed his rounds and found nothing new, it was already time for him to host a meeting with the hospital's top executives. Only then did he walk into the president's office with square steps. In the office, several vice-presidents
The dean and the chief department heads were waiting for him. The respectful expressions on their faces made him, the dean, feel that life was really beautiful.
Liu Zifei had just finished talking about some trivial matters that should be paid attention to, and when he was about to ask any of his subordinates if they had anything to report, the phone on his desk rang. He first scanned his subordinates majestically and found that no one had anything strange on their face.
Finally, he picked up the phone: "Hello, I'm Liu Zifei, the director of the Armed Police Hospital." Being able to dial the director's number directly means it's for business. If he's an acquaintance, just call his cell phone.
"I am Sun Xiangyu from the Qilu Armed Police Hospital. Haha, Old Liu, you are very active at work." Sun Xiangyu is the dean of the Qilu Armed Police Hospital. Indirectly speaking, he is also his boss, so Liu Zifei immediately laughed.
He said politely: "Haha, Dean Sun, isn't it quite early for you? Everyone is doing their job..."
After the two people exchanged polite greetings on the phone, just when Liu Zifei was about to ask Dean Sun what instructions he had, Dean Sun took the initiative and said: "President Liu, has any big shot been admitted to your hospital recently?"
Already?"
Big shot? Liu Zifei glanced at his subordinates, especially Dean Li, who was in charge of the inpatient department, but after seeing him shaking his head blankly, he could only say with a smile: "Dean Sun, we are completely following the instructions of the leaders here.
, officials and common people are treated equally... so we don’t know any big shots are living here. Besides, you don’t know that it’s not like we can attract big dragons in a small river ditch like ours.”
"Yes." Dean Sun didn't seem to understand what was going on. He hesitated and then said: "Dean Liu, did you know that this morning the leader of the Chinese People's Liberation Army General Academy told me that there was going to be a ten-member team?
An expert team composed of several first-class neurologists is going to your Qingdao Armed Police Hospital. The leader asked me to inform you in advance and arrange a place for them as soon as possible. I heard that there are also people worth more than ten million accompanying this trip.
Medical equipment...Old Liu, it seems that you are going to get rich suddenly. With the PLA General Hospital's wealth, would you care about such a small piece of equipment? Will it not be cheaper for you after using it? I'm envious, I'm envious..."
The General Hospital of the Chinese People's Liberation Army has an expert team composed of more than a dozen first-class neurologists come to our hospital? And they are accompanied by medical equipment worth more than ten million? What is going on? After hearing the news,
Liu Zifei was so shocked that his mouth opened so wide that he could fit a big duck egg into it. He didn't even know how Dean Sun said goodbye to him politely.
After putting down the phone, Liu Zifei slowly sat on the chair and recounted the information provided by Dean Sun to his subordinates in a daze. It was not until he saw that everyone looked dazed in surprise that he suddenly remembered
Dean Sun asked him to clean up the matter of a foothold. As if there were needles pricking on the chair, Liu Zifei suddenly stood up and issued the task in an excited voice: "Dean Li, you immediately lead the people to try to clean up the matter in the shortest possible time.
Bring out the ten cleanest rooms. Director Qiu, tell everyone in each department that there will definitely be big leaders among the people coming this time. Let everyone be more energetic. Minister Wang, tell all the cleaners to immediately re-clean the rooms.
Clean up, make sure it’s clean and tidy...”
After a series of orders were issued, and no one was left in the office, Liu Zifei recovered from the excitement, touched his forehead with his hand and thought hard: What kind of big shot have we admitted here? The first-class neurology department of the General Hospital.
Experts came to take charge? After thinking about the neurology department, he remembered that a middle-aged and elderly woman with spinal cord injury was indeed admitted to the special care unit yesterday evening. He heard from Dean Li that this woman was the future mother-in-law of Vice Mayor Zhan. The injury and condition
This news is very appropriate, but just by virtue of Deputy Mayor Zhan, can he have the ability to bring high-minded experts from the Huaxia General Hospital to Qingdao? And there are more than a dozen of them at once, and they bring a lot of medical supplies.
Equipment... thinking about it made Dean Liu's head hurt, and he didn't think of who the big shot would be. Regardless, let's make preparations first, so as not to neglect those big shots later.
Just as Liu Zifei was making preparations carefully and on thin ice, Zhan Sansi walked into the hospital with a dark face.
Ordinarily, his daughter was injured and hospitalized, and his wife should come to take care of her. However, since she was still abroad on business, she did not tell her so as not to worry about her child outside. Therefore, the task of delivering meals to Zhan Zhao every day fell to him.
Now he has a dark face. It’s not because he doesn’t want to serve his daughter. It’s because after he brought his daughter food last night, he discovered that his future son-in-law was actually with the one he rescued.
There is an extremely ambiguous relationship between Mr. Ye and Mr. Ye. When he told his daughter about his doubts, her daughter just said calmly and went to bed without eating. No matter that he, as a father, asked this question again,
Speak.
Only then did Zhan Sansi realize that his daughter might have known these things for a long time, but she had never told him about her father. He wanted to ask Qin Yuguan, but because his mother had just been shot, he
I was too embarrassed to mess with this kind of thing at this time. No matter what happened, it had to be clarified before it could be handled, especially since this guy also had the right to mobilize troops, which was why Zhan Sansi had to calm down.
Could it be that this guy has two different things?
This was the conclusion that Zhan Sansi came to after a night of hard thinking. Thinking that the man who finally liked him and his daughter might be the kind of guy who could be stabbed a thousand times, he had the urge to pull out his gun and kill Qin Yuguan. He had a dark face.
What's the point? Even the chicken soup in my hand is only enough for my daughter. As for the imaginary mother-in-law... who knows which family's mother-in-law is not sure, there is no need to waste the chicken soup from Lao Zhan's family.
Without looking at Qin Yuguan, who stood up from the chair to say hello, Zhan Sansi gave him a cold snort, then pushed open the door of 303 and entered the ward, deliberately leaving the door open and holding the thermos cup filled with chicken soup.
Putting it on the table, he said softly to Zhan Zhao, who had obviously not slept well all night and had dark circles under his eyes: "Xiao Zhao, drink this chicken soup while it's hot. Dad has been busy all morning."
Zhan Zhao glanced awkwardly at Qin Yuguan, who was also standing outside the door. He lowered his head and said, "Dad, I don't want to eat it yet. You can put it here first."
well……
When Zhan Sansi saw his daughter's appearance, he immediately confirmed that his idea was right. His daughter had fallen in love with a man who had two things to do. After sighing heavily in his heart, he looked at his daughter's embarrassment.
It seemed that he felt that he could not continue like this, otherwise that guy would destroy his daughter.
"Xiao Zhao," Zhan Sansi turned around and closed the door, shutting out someone's guilt at the same time. He sat on the hospital bed next to his daughter, put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Tell dad two things. First, Qin
What does Yuguan do? How can he use the troops? Secondly, can he marry you?"
"Dad." Zhan Zhao leaned in Zhan Sansi's arms and said after a moment of silence: "As for what he does and how he has the right to use troops, I can't tell you. Because it will be harmful to you if you know.
profit."
"Okay, dad won't ask anymore. You answer the second question." As if Zhan Sansi had expected it, he did not force his daughter and directly started the second question: "Then will he?"
Will I marry you?"
"I don't know, I think... it shouldn't be possible, right?" Zhan Zhao was silent for a longer time this time, as if he spoke this sentence after making some painful choice.
Damn it! After Zhan Sansi heard what his daughter said, he cursed in a low voice and harshly. His face, which was originally dark, turned livid: "You dare to play with my daughter Zhan Sansi? Look.