Tang Aiyun gradually stopped crying. He didn't know why he didn't hold back all of a sudden. Perhaps he heard the definite answer from Cheng Huimin, "Personnel transfer", to serve as the deputy director of surgery in a cooperative unit of a lower-level hospital in Zhou County.
Deputy Director?
Wow, that sounds good.
But in fact this is exile.
That hospital is not a county hospital in Zhou County, but a township hospital on the outskirts of the county. The central hospital has always provided medical support. Tang Aiyun also went to that place for a month to provide support a few years ago.
Of course, the support work is very leisurely. I see twenty or thirty patients all day long. Since there is no operating room, there is no need for surgery. I encountered two patients who needed surgery in a whole month. I contacted the superior hospital with one phone call and sent them directly.
Diagnosed.
More time is spent drinking tea with the colleagues who came with me, chatting about interesting things about the hospital, and looking through information. On Saturdays and Sundays, which are always rest days, I follow the local doctors to the farmhouse by the reservoir to have fun and eat free-range chickens.
, the big black fish in the reservoir...
Tsk tsk, Tang Aiyun still remembers the wonderful taste.
But support work and outbound work are completely different things.
If you really go to that place, you will be useless. How old is Tang Aiyun? He is in his early thirties, which is a period of struggle. He accumulates surgical volume, liver papers, and prepares for the competition for deputy senior professional titles.
Once you get there, it's just a matter of retirement.
In addition, of course, the expatriate salary will not change, because the relationship between the unit and the central hospital is still there, but relative performance, the operation fee will be all zero. It is nonsense to support a family with only basic salary.
Tang Aiyun is still carrying a mortgage of 4,000 a month. The children's schooling may be compulsory education, but there are also afternoon care, tutoring classes, and art training, which is more than 2,000 a month. The family of four is still alive. Tang Aiyun's father used to be a factory employee.
, receiving a meager retirement salary, my mother was laid off in the early years to buy out her seniority, and now she only receives subsistence allowance.
At my wife's house, the two old men are farmers. When they bought a house and paid a down payment, all the farmland in the family was sold, and now they have to rely on them for support.
A basic salary of 4,000 is enough to pay off the mortgage, but what about the pressure of life?
Is it all up to the wife alone?
Not realistic at all.
So far, Tang Aiyun has not told his family what happened in the hospital. It's not that he doesn't dare to say it, but he can't. If his family members know about it, the whole family will be in chaos. The four old people will have to worry.
I can't afford the medical expenses.
As a result, after so many days, Tang Aiyun still went to work on time. He worked the night shift, where could he go? He would sit all night long at the Internet cafe, holding four or five bottles of beer, and after drinking, he would lie down on the table and fall asleep.
It's bitter, it's really bitter.
He did have a glimmer of hope in his heart, maybe this matter was not that serious and he would be able to return to work in a few days, but he never expected that this was the answer he was waiting for.
Today, Dean Cheng personally called to make an appointment for dinner, and he felt something was wrong. If the problem was not serious, Director Jiang would have called him directly, but the person who called was Dean Cheng.
In front of the table.
Tang Aiyun took out the tissue paper, wiped his tears, took another sip of beer, and threw the bottle on the table. He seemed to have lost his soul.
This is obviously disgusting.
It was not only Tang Aiyun who was disgusted, but also Cheng Huimin.
It was not even a medical accident, but the result was exile. A dignified deputy director was unable to do anything to save the day.
Do you really want to say that there is nothing he can do?
Of course there is, but if you want to do it, you will pull out your muscles and bones and tear your face.
As long as the person who was in trouble was Jiang Jiancheng, Tang Aiyun would fight to the end, but if it were Tang Aiyun... there was a difference between closeness and distance after all. The opponent obviously took advantage of this and deliberately made Cheng Huimin sick.
Cheng Huimin couldn't swallow this bad breath.
When Jiang Jiancheng saw his master and Tang Aiyun, they stopped talking and didn't know what to do.
He knew the master's difficulties, and he knew more about Tang Aiyun's family situation. Mortgage, financial pressure, and being exiled to a mountain village could bring down a family.
"Master, don't we have any other solution?" Jiang Jiancheng asked.
But Cheng Huimin still lowered his head and remained silent, his expression empty.
Tang Aiyun looked at Cheng Yuan's expression and probably figured out that today was the end of the day, and Cheng Huimin was really desperate, so he called himself out, but how could the dean have the shame to apologize? What's more, this matter is
What I committed has nothing to do with the dean.
Director Jiang was in the middle and was in a dilemma.
"Brother Jiang, you are one year older than me, I'd better call you brother!"
"I would like to toast you with this glass of wine. Thank you for your care and guidance over the past few years... I won't say much more, it's all in the wine."
Gurgling.
Tang Aiyun blew a bottle, and when he put it down, he had already made a decision: "I'll resign. I'm also an attending physician after all. I'll apply for a job in another hospital. At worst, I'll work as a contract worker first, and then join the staff when I get the chance."
A bottle of wine was given to Jiang Jiancheng, who was obviously angry with Dean Cheng.
In such a situation, Tang Aiyun could not be so open-minded, not to mention that he had drunk too much now.
Cheng Huimin is the leader of the hospital. In his eyes, these leaders are all evil.
Jiang Jiancheng was astonished: "Resign? That would mean losing the establishment. You, have you thought about it?"
Tang Aiyun smiled bitterly: "What can I do? Being so wasted by the central hospital? I really can't afford it. Let's not talk about future issues, let's talk about reality... I went to a rural hospital with no performance and operation fees. I can't survive at all. My family
I have four old people to support, a mortgage, and a child."
"My wife, haha..."
"In the Qinbei Oil Plant, I sound like a junior leader, but in fact I am still a member of the grassroots working group. I come back once a week. We have been married for so many years and the time we spend together is probably not as long as Brother Jiang and I.
Long."
"For what? It's not just for money!"
"Brother Jiang, don't worry about me. I can do it. After all, I am also an attending physician. With so many years of experience, I can make a living anywhere!"
indeed.
If you have the ability, you will never go hungry anywhere. You just lose your establishment, future security, and welfare will be lacking, but it does not mean that you will not have the opportunity to get the establishment again, and once you have the professional title, you will be in demand everywhere.
Jiang Jiancheng wanted to say something else, but was blocked by Tang Aiyun: "Drink, have a good drink with me today, tomorrow will be a new beginning, I will go find a job, hahaha..."
I waited and cried.
Decadent, sad?
it's useless.
When frustration knocks people down, can they really lie still and pretend to be dead?
No! Real life will forcefully straighten your legs and force you to stand up even if you don’t want to. This is living.
Cheng Huimin, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly flashed a strange light in his eyes. Because he had not spoken for a long time, his voice was a little sticky, but it was penetrating: "Xiao Tang."
A small tang sound made Jiang Jiancheng and Tang Aiyun turn their eyes.
Without waiting for them to ask, Cheng Huimin said: "Actually, there is another way you can choose..."
As Cheng Huimin continued to elaborate, the expressions of Jiang Jiancheng and Tang Aiyun changed again and again. The former looked unbelievable, while the latter changed from confused to struggling to a look of hope.
The words fell.
Jiang Jiancheng said: "Isn't this inappropriate? The Xiao Tang family is all here, and it's too chaotic over there..."
"Dean." Tang Aiyun interrupted Jiang Jiancheng's words, "Is this considered a public sect?"
Cheng Huimin did not beat around the bush, and simply said: "Public service is an honor, and you only have money... But if you are willing to agree, I can give you a guarantee to offset the merit. Four years later, when you come back, I will give you a
Deputy senior professional title.”
Tang Aiyun did not pause, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay! I agree!"