"Okay." He said, and then came to look at me, "Dr. Feng, it seems that you are a really good person. I decided to give you a big gift."
I shook my head and said, "I don't want any gifts from you. You are a scholar, oh, no, you are a scientist." At this point, I almost laughed and tried my best to hold back, "So I am willing to help you. Because.
We are all people engaged in natural science."
He did not notice my condition, and said to me very seriously and solemnly: "I have to give you this gift. You will definitely accept it when the time comes."
"It's really not necessary." I couldn't joke with him now, because he was sincere after all.
He looked at me and smiled, "If you want to accept it, you will accept it. You may not come to me for more things."
I couldn't laugh or cry, "Will it happen? Is it possible?"
He said solemnly: "Yes. I'm sure." After he finished speaking, he turned and left, "Goodbye, Dr. Feng. I hope we can meet again."
He opened the door and went out. I wondered secretly. But I seemed to understand what he just said: if I contacted the doctor and the effect of his operation was good, he would give me that gift. What kind of gift is that?
A gift? Not only did I accept it, but I also took the initiative to ask him for more things?
I couldn't help shaking my head and laughing: This is really a weirdo.
I did not expect at the time that this person turned out to be an extremely important person who laid the foundation for my career. According to tradition, he was the noble man in my destiny. The world is so wonderful, and there is often some kind of inevitability among many accidents.
.Perhaps that’s why people call such things destiny?
I went to inspect the wards again. The inspection at this time was not about visiting one by one, that is, I looked outside the ward to see what was going on inside. If I found anything abnormal, I went in to ask about the situation. It was already ten o'clock in the evening.
After that, the lights in the ward began to dim. In the hospital, many patients have the habit of going to bed early. In fact, what can they do if they don't sleep at night in a place like this?
I saw Ding Xiang doing Lajin exercises, looking very serious.
Tang Xiaomu was reading a magazine, and his man had already left.
Everything was normal, and I returned to the office immediately. I wanted to read a book for a while and then take a rest.
However, when I returned to the office, I saw someone standing there from a distance. When I got closer, I saw that it was Yu Min.
"Why didn't I see you when I did my first ward round?" I asked her, and then asked: "Is something wrong?"
"You're quite busy. I've come here several times and found that there are people in your office." She said in a low voice.
Seeing her pitiful look, I couldn't help but feel soft in my heart, "Come in."
After opening the door and entering the office, I made her a cup of tea and then refilled my own cup with water. "Please sit down. Are you okay? How is your wound recovering?"
She sat in front of me, holding a teacup in her hand, bowing her head and saying nothing.
I felt that she probably had something to tell me, "Tell me, what exactly is it?"
"Dr. Feng, I heard that you are divorced?" she asked, then raised her head and looked at me with burning eyes.
I was startled, "Who did you listen to?"
"Is that so?" she asked, without answering the question I just asked.
In my heart, I really wanted to know how she knew about this, "Who did you listen to?"
"I heard the nurses discussing this matter privately," she said in a low voice.
"What else have you heard?" I asked, feeling a little irritable.
"I just vaguely heard what they were saying, but I don't know the rest. Dr. Feng, is this true?" she asked.
I sigh.
An excited look suddenly bloomed on her face, "Dr. Feng, did you like me very much before?"
Her words immediately brought back my memories of the first time she was hospitalized here. At that time, she was so cute and beautiful in my eyes. I did have that kind of thought for her in my heart. But now I
I didn’t want to admit it, because all that had passed long ago, she was no longer the person I originally imagined, and I was no longer the same person I had been. So, I shook my head and said, "You are my patient, how is that possible?
Didn't you say you wanted to introduce me to a girlfriend?"
"No, you are lying to me. I could tell at that time that you liked me. Hey! It's a pity that I was blinded by lard at that time and turned you away... Feng... I want to ask
Do you, do I still have a chance now?" She lowered her head and asked me softly. What I saw in my eyes was her neck as white as snow.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and suddenly felt the funnyness and ridiculousness of this world. I thought back then, when I needed love and marriage the most, she liked a married man, or maybe she didn't like him, but something else. But now, when I need love and marriage the most, she likes a married man.
When I was already devastated, she came to ask me if she still had a chance! What’s even more ridiculous is that she only started to think of me after being teased and abandoned several times. Thinking of this, I felt very angry and began to feel unhappy.
Live in the heart and sneer.
She raised her head, and she was looking at me, her eyes full of expectation. My heart suddenly softened, and the anger that I almost blurted out just now was swallowed back by me, "Yu Min, I'm sorry, I'm already married. My children are all here."
Got it."
She looked at me in surprise, her eyes suddenly dimmed, and then she slowly stood up, sighed softly, and turned around.
I looked at her and sighed in my heart.
However, she did not walk out immediately. She turned towards me again and said, "Dr. Feng, you are the director of the department now. Can you help me?"
"What can I help you with?" I asked in confusion.
"I'm working as a medical representative now. I want to introduce a product to your hospital. Can you help me?" she said.
I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I may not be able to help you. Matters regarding medicines have to be decided by the pharmacy department, and in the end you have to go to the hospital's pharmaceutical committee."
"I know you can find a way," she said.
I shook my head, "Really not. And I'm just the deputy director of the department now. I don't have much say."
"Let's do this. I have a breed, can you give me a report?" she said.
There is a procedure for purchasing drugs in the hospital. First, the head of the department must agree that a certain drug can be used in the department. This is the report she just mentioned. The department must write down the reasons for needing it based on the efficacy or other characteristics of the drug.
It is then reported to the Pharmacy Department and the Pharmaceutical Affairs Committee, and the final decision whether to enter or not depends entirely on the discussion opinions of the Pharmaceutical Affairs Committee.
"What's your breed? Which type?" I asked, because I couldn't refuse her directly now because I did have the right to file this report.
"Antibiotics," she said.
I immediately shook my head, "No. The varieties of antibiotics used in the department are already saturated. The curative effects are about the same. It is impossible for the hospital to let us add new varieties. In fact, as you know, the ingredients of today's antibiotics are almost the same. Many of them have the same ingredients.
The so-called new varieties are actually just a different name. It is okay to deceive patients with such things, but those on the Pharmaceutical Affairs Committee know very well. I know that antibiotics are very profitable, but this cake has long been divided.
It is impossible to allow new varieties to come in now."
I have said so much, but there is actually only one purpose, and that is to refuse.
However, she still did not leave, "Then what breed do you think is good? What breed is likely to come in?"
"The medications for obstetrics and gynecology are posted on the wall. You can go and see it yourself. If you think there is anything else that can be done, you should be able to analyze it yourself." I said, feeling very impatient.
"I understand. Doctor Feng, thank you. Do you think I'm annoying? But there's nothing I can do about it? I have no other job now, nothing. Now I just want to make some money and let my
As long as my parents can live out their old age peacefully. Dr. Feng, you may think that I am not a good woman, right? Yes, I am not a good woman. I can sell everything about myself for money. Apart from my body, I am pretty pretty.
What else can I sell? The only thing I can sell is my body. If, if you want me, I can give it to you." She said, starting to cry, "You are a superior doctor, and I am living in society.
Lower-class woman, I knew you liked me but pretended not to know, because I needed money, but you couldn't give me what I needed. It's just that simple. Dr. Feng, I'm sorry to bother you."
After she finished speaking, she walked towards the door of my office. I felt very uncomfortable and opened my mouth to stop her, but... I restrained myself.
I looked at the time and suddenly felt depressed: I didn't read a book today. I sighed and left the office. I was going to wash up and go to bed.
When I got to the bathroom, I saw Yu Min. She was kneeling under a faucet and crying. I stood behind her and suddenly felt a pain in my heart. I sighed, "Go find an obstetrics and gynecology consumable."
.I’ll give you a report.”
After saying that, I turned around and left.
Medical consumables include two parts, one is equipment consumables, and the other is conventional consumables for daily use, such as gauze, tape, etc. There are as many consumables in obstetrics and gynecology as there are in surgery, and the quantity is huge, as long as she can choose
If the breed is good, it is possible to earn more than 100,000 yuan a month, and at least tens of thousands of yuan can be guaranteed. Of course, if the breed is not selected well, the benefits will be hard to say. Take our obstetrics department, which does newborns.
The profits of the fetal hair pen company in a year are also considerable.
Just now, I felt soft-hearted and pointed her in a direction. I felt that I had done my best, and the next thing was up to her. (To be continued)