The ideas of the two leaders really shocked everyone.
Teacher Xiao Zhou’s value to the county lies in the nephrology department, and right now, kidney surgeries are not performed every day. As long as it does not affect the kidney surgery, it would not be a big deal for Teacher Xiao Zhou to go back.
Over time, as they worked together and got to know Director Che and Director Gao, Teacher Xiao Zhou's existence value gradually decreased.
It's not as ugly as killing the donkey.
Even after three to five years, Director Che and Director Gao may not be able to perform surgeries of the same level as Qin Guangming. In other words, difficult kidney surgeries can still be performed.
Similarly, the benefits to the central courtyard are also visible.
Naturally, the Central Hospital does not need the manpower assistance of Zhouxian Hospital, but it can reach a consensus on the 'source' of the disease.
If the county cannot do it, it can be sent to the central hospital, or people can be sent directly for treatment.
Where are the benefits?
Reputation and performance!
The nominal scope of the cooperation is also in the emergency center sub-stations. The urban area supports counties and districts, which naturally produces results at the administrative level and has a good reputation for the emergency center.
After everyone listened and thought about it, their reactions were all the same——
It’s doable, there’s a head start!
Ever since.
A win-win situation has been achieved, and what was originally a helpless matter has become a happy one. No one is in trouble. One-on-one cooperation and assistance can still preserve the 'secret' of Teacher Xiao Zhou, and make the Lancet's knowledge as clear as possible.
Things are limited to a certain range.
It also has a great improvement effect on Zhou Sheng...
To put it simply...
Mom no longer has to worry about my studies!
"Then it's decided like this? Teacher Xiao Zhou?" Dean Liang smiled, but in fact there was still a bit of reluctance in his eyes. If you really want to stay, why bother?
Of course Zhou Sheng had no objection, and he was completely happy. At this time, he did not forget to flatter him and said: "I will listen to the arrangements of the two leaders!"
Hahaha.
The whole audience burst into laughter.
"I didn't realize that Teacher Xiao Zhou is also a sultry type."
In the afternoon, Zhou Sheng did not continue the operation. He originally decided on an orthopedic surgery, but now it was handed back to Director Jia. Of course, Director Jia was wondering what the situation was now. After questioning, he also laughed: "This result is the best.
, no one is in trouble!”
Therefore, everyone was in a good mood at the farewell dinner.
Only the nurses in the Department of Surgery and Orthopedics were in a low mood after hearing the news, which made Director Che, Director Gao and Director Jia helpless: "That's it, little Yiyi left. All three departments are lifeless. I heard those
The little guy even said privately that he wanted to find a way to transfer him to the central hospital."
Dean Liang laughed and said: "Okay, whoever has the ability to transfer to the Central Academy can be regarded as recognition of his own strength. But if the strength is not good enough, do you think Dean Cheng and the others are willing to make progress? I won't
reject."
Actually this is all a joke.
night.
Everyone drank and talked happily. Cheng Huimin felt inexplicably happy as he watched Zhou Sheng and Director Gao, Director Che, continue to chat about Qin Guangming's condition across the opposite table.
He was obviously not his disciple yet, but he had already thought about it. He was determined to be his master!
After the dinner, they returned to the city and took Dean Cheng's car. Dean Liang asked the driver to help Zhou Sheng drive the Mercedes-Benz back.
In the car, we didn't chat much, everyone drank a lot.
After Zhou Sheng was sent to the place first, Cheng Huimin took a look at the facade of Zhou's clinic and said, "I was talking about when to visit your grandpa. Alas, let's forget about drinking today. Xiao Zhou, work hard and don't let it go.
Your grandpa is disappointed."
This is a gesture of elders encouraging younger ones, and it can bring people closer together.
Zhou Sheng nodded: "I know, thank you Cheng Yuan."
Bai Mingming, who was sitting in the passenger seat, could only feel envious and jealous.
Before getting off the car, she reminded him to report on time tomorrow morning, and then Cheng Huimin's car took Bai Mingming away. Dean Liang's driver stopped the Mercedes-Benz and turned off the engine, handed over the key, "Teacher Xiao Zhou, then I will also
Let’s go, the hospital has approved funds to stay in a hotel tonight, and I can also buy some stationery for my son in the city tomorrow morning, it’s a nice job.”
Look at people, most of them are good at talking.
It was obviously a troublesome matter, but when people talked about it, it turned into a bad thing, and it prevented Zhou Yisheng from expressing his gratitude.
Zhou Zhengsheng was not pretentious. We still had to get along with him in the future anyway. He stopped a taxi for him and waved goodbye.
At this time.
Zhou Congshu and little Jie Laer had been waiting at the door for a long time. They didn't say hello in advance, saying they would be back tonight, but when they heard the noise outside the door, they naturally ran down and waited for Zhou Sheng to see him off.
After leaving, he said: "Ersha, why did you come back suddenly?"
"Papa." Jieral's Chinese became more refined and her accent sounded milky. She suddenly ran into Zhou Yisheng's arms and asked him to hug her.
Zhou Sheng picked up Jie Laer and then said: "I won't go to the county tomorrow. From now on, I will come back with a flying knife."
"Yo." Zhou Congshu said in a weird voice, "We no longer communicate, but now we are full-time flying knives?"
Both dad and grandpa knew about the situation at Zhouxian Hospital. They had gotten all the lancets back, so there was no need to wonder about Zhou Yisheng’s technical issues. They were all the result of his experience in Africa, which saved Zhou Yisheng from the trouble of explaining.
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"Can you speak properly?" Zhou Zhou has always been annoyed by his father's generous attitude. He is still acting like a child at his age. Is it interesting to be a father who hates his own son?
"Your dad is jealous." Grandpa followed him downstairs and teased Zhou Congshu, "Your dad was still serving tea and water in the hospital at your age."
"Dad, if you don't want to cause trouble like this, at this age in your life, aren't you just following the founder and carrying the medicine box?"
"Begging for a beating!" The old man raised his foot and kicked him.
Zhou Congshu didn't dare to hide at all. It would be bad if he dodged the old man's waist. He screamed in pain and went upstairs first, mumbling that he would run away from home in a few days... Actually,
I couldn't help but go see Zhang Moli.
Zhou Sheng was a little envious. Dad could leave whenever he wanted, but he couldn't.
Especially when I returned to the Central Hospital, I guess I was very busy.
Playing special will only make people hate you. Even if you don’t know the specific situation of the emergency center, you can see how complicated the emergency center is now just by listening to the occasional messages from Zhan Yiyi. The main reason is that there are too many people, and they are divided into new and old groups.
Yes, it would be impossible without struggle.
Moreover, it is said that the emergency department has a new deputy director.
In the words of Zhan Yiyi...
The face of a dead man, the black-faced King of Hell, is so scary.
Isn't the Black-faced King of Hell the title of Director Jiang? When he asked, Zhan Yiyi said: "Compared with Director Fang, Director Jiang is simply synonymous with warm sunshine."
Anyway, I haven’t seen it yet. I’ll know when I see it tomorrow.
After returning home, I played with Jie Laer for a while, and then reported the new situation to Lao He. Lao He failed to reply immediately, and it is estimated that the reply would have to wait until after the early morning.
When I got up the next day, I received a message just after four o'clock. "I'm busy and tired. I want to go home. I miss you!"