Zhang Huayao curled his lips lazily: "They don't have machines."
It is not easy to get that stingy dean Wu to come up with money.
To be honest tonight, if it weren't for the big benefactor who paid for the medical expenses, I'm afraid this machine would have to continue to sit idle in the laboratory.
Shin Youhwan recalled a detail in the office.
Junior sister Xie is not only doing data analysis, but also keeping accounts.
Doctors should cherish every benevolent person who is willing to make a donation. This is Xie Wanying's idea. After all, those who are willing to spend huge sums of money to fund medical undertakings are in the minority. Medical undertakings are notoriously difficult to produce economic benefits, and charity is pure charity.
Although she didn't know who the donor was, she remembered every medical expense of the patient and made medical notes beside it.
She had a feeling in her heart that the philanthropist who was willing to donate money at this moment might understand medicine and like medicine. In this case, the other person would want to know more about the specific medical application of each expenditure in detail than ordinary people.
Xie Wanying plans to hand over these accounts to the charity donors for review, so that they can understand that their money is actually spent and not a penny is wasted. Only in this way, the other party will feel that her donation is a waste of effort.
It’s not in vain, I will be more willing to donate money to medicine next time.
When doing charity, you are most afraid of being deceived.
Whether the money you donate is used for those in need is a pain point for every donor.
Looking at the medical circle, few doctors are willing to do such detailed accounting work, and would rather stay out of it for fear of stepping into muddy waters. It is always difficult to tell clearly who gets the money.
A doctor who dares to take on the responsibility must first of all have strong technical skills and not be afraid of any doubts.
Hearing this, Mr. Zhang's eyes shone brightly, and he somewhat understood why the big benefactor was willing to pay unconditionally tonight.
Shen Youhuan nodded. If he were the rich man, he would definitely feel at ease by donating money to a doctor like Junior Sister and would not be taken advantage of.
Director Wang felt the same way and praised: "In the future, more and more people will donate to Teacher Xie."
I don’t know if it was more or less. Anyway, someone had donated money to her experimental project before. Suddenly remembering this, Zhang Huayao turned to Shen Youhuan and asked: "Did you say where they went today?"
"It was yesterday." Shen Youhuan reminded the leader that it was past midnight, "I went to the Heart and Lung Institute."
You said thank you classmate, why haven't you come to see him, Brother Zhang, and insist on looking for that so-and-so? Is it because of the boyfriend effect? Zhang Huayao touched the stubble on his chin: This is a difficult problem.
There was movement at the gate.
"Ouch." Director Wang stood up and was surprised to see the figure appearing, "Section Chief Bi."
"I am now the vice president." Zhang Huayao corrected.
"Vice President Bi." Director Wang quickly changed his words.
Dr. Liu and other old employees of Guozhi lined the streets to warmly welcome the former leader who returned: "Vice President Bi, we were still thinking about when you would come back to our family home in Guozhi to visit us."
It can be seen that Bi Yongqing was very popular when he was in Guozhi, which is in line with what Zhang Huayao said before.
Knowing that he is very popular, Bi Yongqing is afraid of returning to Guozhi mainly because he has a difficult threshold in his heart. Moreover, tonight he is bringing people from the National Association to Guozhi, not simply returning to Guozhi to catch up with old friends.
After shaking hands with Dr. Liu and the others, Bi Yongqing asked quickly: "Here is Director Zhang."