Dean Fu came to the hospital and had just put his bicycle in the carport. In a blink of an eye, he saw Zhu Jiujie's shadow entering the office building. Dean Fu's heart moved and he followed quietly and found Zhu Jiujie entering Zheng Hospital.
long office.
Damn it, why did Zheng call Zhu Jiujie?
Dean Fu looked up at the office building with a gloomy look on his face.
Zhu Jiujie came to Dean Zheng's office.
Dean Zheng laughed loudly, stood up and came over to greet him. He held Zhu Jiujie's hand and said, "Doctor Zhu, please, please."
Zhu Jiujie sat down on the sofa and found a pair of building blocks on Dean Zheng's desk.
When Dean Zheng saw Zhu Jiujie's eyes falling on the building blocks, he smiled: "I have no choice but to pass the time."
As he said that, Dean Zheng stacked the blocks casually and said, "Dr. Zhu, are you busy with the day shift recently?"
Zhu Jiujie said: "It's quite leisurely. Maybe the patients who come to the gynecology department are not used to seeing male doctors. Many patients go to see Director Wei."
"Well, Director Wei is a veteran gynecologist, very experienced."
"What's the matter with Dean Zheng calling me?"
"It's okay. Am I not your supervisor? I understand the situation of the department."
"Well, you are right, I should come and report to you often."
"Doctor Zhu, I heard that the person who fought with Taoist Master Maoshan yesterday was your friend?"
"That's right."
"Who are they?"
"this……"
"Is it inconvenient for Dr. Zhu to say...I heard rumors from outside that your two friends came from the underworld."
"No, no, how could that happen?"
Zhu Jiujie would naturally not admit it.
"Haha, I don't believe it either. I have lived for decades and have seen many strange things, but I have never seen a ghost. However, it is hard to say whether there are ghosts in the world. Especially in our hospital, it is different.
It's an ordinary unit, but the place in the morgue is full of yin energy. It's not impossible to say that there is a ghost."
"Dean Zheng is joking, how can there be ghosts in the world?"
"Actually, what does it matter if there are ghosts? As the saying goes, if you don't do anything bad, you won't be afraid of ghosts calling the door. As long as we have a clear conscience, we won't bump into ghosts when we walk at night, right?"
"That's what Dean Zheng said."
"You didn't see the new morgue last night. Alas, it turned into ruins overnight. If it is put into use after it is completed... I don't dare to think about it."
"Yes, I heard a discussion at the gate just now. It was said that Taoist Master Maoshan was fighting with my friend, and the partition wall was opened, and the lake water rushed in."
"If the new morgue is put into use and it catches up with the rainy season and is continuously soaked by water, will it collapse?"
"Is this... available?"
"There must be this."
"how so?"
"At that time, I looked carefully at the brick dust and found that none of them were numbered."
"Why?"
"I guess there is something wrong with the lime. Boss Yu's supply is not good, which caused the morgue to collapse as soon as it was flushed."
Zhu Jiujie didn't say anything. He discovered that Dean Zheng had intentionally or unintentionally made a house out of building blocks. Then he suddenly blew a breath and the house fell down.
"Look, what a rubbish house made of building blocks."
"Well, that's what Dean Zheng said."
"Doctor Zhu, you are a smart man. You should know that everything you do must have a foundation. If the foundation is unstable, the house will collapse if a gust of wind blows."
Zhu Jiu said warily: Why is Dean Zheng telling him this? What on earth does he want to do?
"Okay, Doctor Zhu, I won't waste your time anymore, go back quickly."
Zhu Jiujie stood up and walked outside.
Dean Zheng sent Zhu Jiujie to the door, then came back, turned on the computer, entered the health system network, and then clicked on the director's suggestion box below...
Zhu Jiujie returned to the gynecology department and sat in a chair all morning in trance. He was thinking about what Dean Zheng said.
Nurse Lin opened her mouth several times, always wanting to say something to him, but when she saw him bowing his head in deep thought, she did not dare to disturb him.
When I was about to get off work, the phone rang. It was Dean Fu calling and asking Zhu Jiujie to go there.
Zhu Jiujie came to Dean Fu's office. As soon as he entered the door, he found that Dean Fu's face was gloomy and he was worried. He didn't know if it was because of being fat and thin.
"Doctor Zhu, were you on duty last night?"
"No, I work the day shift."
"Really? Have you heard about what happened in the new morgue?"
"I heard this early in the morning."
"What do you think about this?"
Dean Fu stared at Zhu Jiujie's face. Zhu Jiujie secretly thought: It is indeed because of this incident.
"I was not present at this incident, and I don't know many things, so I dare not say more."
Dean Fu banged the table: "One thing on the surface, another thing behind the scenes, don't you understand? You don't understand why you wrote to the bureau?"
"What did I write?"
"You still don't admit it. Director Guan called me and asked about the morgue. He said that you wrote a letter of complaint to the bureau, blaming the building materials for the collapse of the morgue."
"No." Zhu Jiujie felt strange. He was dissatisfied with this matter, but he did not write such a letter.
At this moment, Sha San came in with a piece of material. He looked at Zhu Jiujie and handed the material to Dean Fu. Dean Fu looked at it carefully, after reading it, he circled a few places with a pen and said: "
The attitude in these parts is not clear. I need to write the fight scene between Maoshan Taoist Priest and Fat Big and Slender Er to have a greater impact, as well as the lake, and the impact should be greater. Okay, that's it. After the situation report is written, I
Let’s take another look, hurry up, the bureau is pressing hard, and call Director Qiu here.”
After Sha San left, Dean Fu looked at Zhu Jiujie and said, "Doctor Zhu, you cannot escape responsibility for this matter in the morgue."
"Dean, what does this matter have to do with me?"
"Pang Da and Shou Er are your friends, right?"
"Although they are my friends, they have their freedom, and I am not their guardian. If something happens to them, how can they find me?"
"You have always been at odds with Boss Yu. Due to your influence, your two friends are always against Boss Yu. If not for this, can Taoist Brother Maoshan fight with them? If they can't fight, the morgue will not collapse.
, this matter will not be brought to the Bureau."
"I think it would be better to have this matter done than to have it done at all."
"What do you mean?"
"Dean, think about it, if what happened last night had not happened and the morgue was built and put into use, once the rainy season was heavy and the morgue was soaked in water and collapsed, would the impact be greater?"
"You...you are just talking nonsense. The construction quality of the morgue is completely up to standard, so how can you collapse it? What happened yesterday was related to the fight between Taoist Master Maoshan and your friend, not the quality of the house. Do you understand?"
"I don't understand, Dean, do you still want to protect your boss?"
"You...Zhu Jiujie, are you dizzy, or did Dean Zheng say something to you?"
"Dean, I am responsible for the hospital. Please wake up and stop supporting the boss. That is not a good thing."
"Dr. Zhu, I can tell you very clearly that the hospital will never have a cooperative relationship with Boss Yu, and you will be responsible for this matter."
"What's my responsibility?"
"Do you think I don't know the origins of your two friends? They are evil ghosts from the underworld, right?"
Zhu Jiujie was shocked: "Dean, do you think there are ghosts in the world?"
"Originally I didn't believe it, but this matter doesn't allow me to disbelieve it. Boss Yu said it, and the two Taoist priests also said that Fatty and Slender are the evil spirits of the underworld. Dr. Zhu, you are dealing with evil spirits, you know
Don’t you know the consequences of doing this?”
"Even if Fatty and Slender are ghosts, why do you say they are evil ghosts?"
"Is there a difference between a ghost and an evil spirit?"
"So is there any difference between a human being and a villain?"
"It's nonsense. People are humans and ghosts are ghosts. How can ghosts be compared to humans?"
Dean Fu's face turned green. He groaned, stood up, and walked back and forth in the office with his hands behind his back.
At this time, Director Qiu walked in with a big belly. As soon as he entered the door, the room smelled of alcohol.
Dean Fu reached out and fanned his nose, frowning and said, "Director Qiu, did you drink again tonight?"
"A few friends played mahjong together until midnight... Went to the Peony Hotel for a meal in the middle of the night and drank... not much."
"It's not much. I'm still drunk. I'm afraid it won't weigh more than a pound, right?"
"The four of us drank three kilograms...three and a half kilograms of white wine, and the other person also got two bottles of beer."
"Do you know why I came to you?"
"It must be something about the morgue."
"It's good that you know. Something happened in the morgue. The house collapsed last night. The bureau knew about it and said they wanted to come over and have a look. I'm worried that Boss Yu is not ready. You go and supervise it. Remember, the ruins must be cleaned up.
, and you go take a look at the lime in the warehouse." With that, Dean Fu glanced at Zhu Jiujie and continued: "Director Qiu, do you understand what I mean?"
Director Qiu said: "I understand, Dean, don't worry, I'll go right away."