In a flash, it’s the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival performance.
The person said, is it too fast? To make a long story short, nothing major happened in the past ten days or so. It is just that the nurses in the second group were tortured by Director Tie. Today they are pruning flowers, tomorrow they are cleaning doors and windows, and tomorrow they are practicing etiquette.
The main thing is that nothing major happens around our male protagonist Zhu Jiujie, so just skip it.
To paraphrase Director Tie's words, "The artistic performance lasts only one day, but the hospital environment must be maintained well every day."
It seems that Director Tie is really Dean Fu's person, and Dean Zheng was right.
During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the hospital was really not busy. Because there were fewer patients during this season, not to mention some patients were rushing home to celebrate the festival, so those who could be discharged were discharged as much as possible.
The stage was set up in the hospital's large conference hall, which could accommodate eight hundred people. Except for a few empty rows at the back, the front was full of people.
Dean Zheng and Dean Jia sat in the front row with a seat between them.
The empty seat between the two is reserved for Dean Fu.
On the clock on the wall, the hour hand has climbed to nine, and Dean Fu has not yet appeared.
It's nine o'clock in the morning, not evening.
It's time for everyone to go home for the holidays in the evening. No one is staying in the hospital except the staff on duty.
As soon as the door behind the stage opened, the heads of Director Tie and Director Sun were revealed. They were the leaders of a second group and were arranging the program at the back.
At this time, you may want to ask: Where is our male protagonist? Where is he sitting?
Zhu Jiujie was a little unlucky.
Early in the morning, Director Tie said: "Today is a special situation. The ward and office cannot be empty. Dr. Zhu, I have to lead a performance, how about you stay?"
Zhu Jiujie was very unhappy, but what Director Tie said was true. We can't all go to the performance or watch the performance. The hospital should just resort to empty city tactics.
Every department needs to retain people.
Zhu Jiujie said: "Okay, I'll stay."
Director Tie said: "If you can't do it yourself, ask Nurse Bai to stay on duty with you. If you need anything, just call."
Bai Jing's eye circles suddenly turned red.
Zhu Jiujie said hurriedly: "Nurse Bai has prepared the show for more than ten days, shouldn't she be allowed to act?"
Director Tie said: "What should we do? Which nurse do you think has not prepared a program? Someone must stay. Nurse Bai is very experienced. I can rest assured that she will stay. As for the performance...let the substitute take over."
Zhu Jiujie smiled bitterly, and he understood: Director Tie, you are trying to drain the fire from under the cauldron.
There is no way, a leader is a leader, not to mention someone who has a good reputation.
Zhu Jiujie comforted Bai Jing with a few words: "Okay, don't be upset. If you like to watch the show, I will ask for a CD in the office after the show is over."
"What's the use? People want to perform." Bai Jing said loudly.
Zhu Jiujie was stunned: I didn't expect Bai Jing to have such a strong desire to express herself.
"Nurse Bai, I know that Director Tie's arrangement is unfair to you, but you should also think about it, there must be someone on duty in the office and ward, right? We are a hospital here, and patients may come at any time, and performing shows is secondary.
Protecting life is the big theme.”
After being enlightened by Zhu Jiujie, Bai Jing finally thought more openly. However, she was lying on the corridor window, looking at the office building in the distance, her ears seemed to be listening.
Zhu Jiujie sighed and walked towards the ward.
In Ward No. 3, Ms. Wang lies.
Ms. Wang was originally discharged from the hospital, but recently she discovered that the surgery was incomplete and a lump was discovered in her breast, so she was admitted again.
When Ms. Wang saw Zhu Jiujie, she was full of complaints and said, "Doctor Zhu, do you think I am hopeless?"
Zhu Jiujie said: "Sister Wang, please don't think like this. The disease is like a paper tiger. There is no need to be afraid of it."
Ms. Wang smiled bitterly and shook her head: "Why is it a paper tiger? It is a real tiger. I have realized it now. It is biting me, biting me one bite at a time. What do the doctors in the county hospital do? Why can't they even perform a thorough operation?"
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"Sister Wang, your mood is not conducive to medical treatment. You must be calm and calm. If you have anything to say, please speak slowly, okay?"
"Doctor Zhu, you are a miracle doctor and your medical skills are excellent. Can you show me what you are doing?"
Zhu Jiujie said: "Sister, I found that your mood this time is not as good as last time. I can help you, but you must adjust your mentality. I will teach you a way to relax your mentality. You can practice it first and then wait.
Can I treat you again in a few days?"
"Can relaxation cure the disease? Doctor Zhu, you can't coax me."
"Haha, how could it be? According to traditional Chinese medicine, physical illness is usually a problem of qi and blood. If you are emotionally nervous and the qi and blood of the body cannot flow smoothly, you will naturally become ill. Having an illness is not conducive to diagnosis and treatment. I will teach you to relax
This method can not only cure your current illness, but also put you in a good mood and relieve your emotions, which will be beneficial to your future life."
"Okay then, tell me how to relax."
"Lie down and relax your whole body, from head to toe, three times in sequence, and then imagine that a white cloud above your head slowly enters the tip of your nose as you breathe, and then spreads throughout your body. Everywhere you go, you will feel comfortable..."
Gradually, Ms. Wang's breathing became heavy and she fell asleep.
Zhu Jiujie came to the corridor, and Bai Jing was still lying on the window.
Zhu Jiujie looked at Bai Jing. Besides the look of yearning on Bai Jing's face, there was also a look of regret.
Zhu Jiujie suddenly saw two cars coming down from the office building. As soon as the car door opened, two people got out, one was Dean Fu and the other was Director Guan.
Dean Fu just came. It turned out that he went to Director Guan.
Dean Fu was in the front and Director Guan was in the back. They came to the conference room.
Dean Zheng was stunned when he saw the sudden arrival of Director Guan. However, he reacted very quickly and immediately stood up and applauded: "Welcome Director Guan to come and give guidance."
The applause was thunderous.
Director Guan waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down.
Dean Fu looked at the seat in the middle: "Director Guan, please."
Director Guan sat down between Dean Zheng and Dean Jia. Dean Fu sat on the chair next to him. There happened to be a microphone on the chair, which was originally the seat of the host, Director Qiu.
"Everyone, please pay attention." Dean Fu cleared his throat: "Our hospital is fortunate to have Director Guan attend today's event. Now, I would like to invite Director Guan to speak."
Director Guan waved his hand: "Dean Fu, don't make it so complicated. I'm here to watch the show and I have nothing to say."
"Just say a few words."
"Well, comrades, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival again in a flash. On this day when thousands of families are reunited, we medical staff are also gathered together for no other reason than to show off our talents and the style of our medical staff. I hope everyone
Come and show your skills. If you perform well, the dean will buy you a drink."
Everyone laughs.
The show begins.
The first person to appear was Xie Feiyu from the Department of Internal Medicine. Nurse Xie sang a song "Sweet Honey" solo, and her little voice really touched everyone's mouth like honey. When the song ended, the audience below cheered and started to raise flags.
Since it is a PK competition-style event, there is a way to compete. There is a sign at the entrance of the venue, please raise the flag for your favorite program.
Before entering, each person has a small red flag.
Director Qiu in the office counted them and said, "There are 207 flags in total."
207, which is quite a lot.
Next, there is the second group's program, featuring a children's doctor and a nurse, in the form of a duet.
I sang solo and I sang duet. Anyway, I had the advantage in terms of numbers.
The song "Dimple" brought the performance to a climax in advance.
"Little Dimple" is a classic duet song between JJ Lin and Charlene Choi. Because the form of the duet is entertaining, "Little Dimple" received more votes than "Sweet Honey".
In the first round, the second group won.
In the second round, the second group will show off first.
The second group also wanted to win with more people, so they sent out a "three and a half sentence" program.
"Three and a Half Sentences" requires four people to perform. The first person has a drum hanging around his neck and beats it while walking, the second person holds a gong in his hand and beats it while walking, and the third person holds a rasper in his hand. The most important thing is
The fourth one is the fourth one. The first three all have one sentence per person, and the last one only has half a sentence, or even two or three words, but he wants to make everyone laugh. Therefore, the fourth one tried his best to dress himself up.
He looked like a clown, wearing oil makeup, and deliberately imitating the appearance of a giant panda when walking. After the three people finished speaking, he slowly walked up, made a weird look, and then said the last sentence according to the meaning of the lines.
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The program was very effective and even the leaders in the front row were amused.
Dean Zheng was really happy. He was making endless noises.
Dean Fu was really happy at first. He was so happy that he suddenly realized: No, this program is not a group.
Therefore, when he smiled again, it had a perfunctory meaning.
Hey hey, hey hey. That's it.
The second group's "Three and a Half Sentences" scored 256 votes.
Dean Fu began to sweat on his face. He knew that a total of 300 small flags and 256 votes had been prepared today, which meant that only more than 40 people did not raise the flag.
What a high number of votes.
Dean Zheng was beaming with joy, tapping his fingers on the table and humming softly.
A group of PK programs came out, and it was Director Sun's face change.
Face-changing is an art form of Sichuan Opera, and Director Sun is not from Sichuan.
More than ten years ago, by chance, Director Sun met a tourist from Sichuan while on a business trip. The tourist suddenly fell ill, and the experienced Director Sun immediately provided on-site treatment. The tourist was out of danger, in order to thank him
, passed him this face-changing art. However, that tourist did not come from a famous family, but was just an enthusiast. After years of self-study, he could change dozens of different facial makeups. Director Sun's expertise is in medicine.
I didn't take the time to study the art of face-changing, I just showed it to everyone during the hospital activities.
Although it was only a few times, due to the mysterious nature of the face-changing art, it had a shocking effect. In addition, the old director came on stage in person, and there was constant applause.
After taking it, "Changing Face" exceeded "Three and a Half Sentences" by two votes and won.
After two rounds, one group and two groups were tied.
Next, the third program prepared by a group came on stage. As soon as this program came on, the atmosphere in the audience reached the extreme.