After dinner, Grandma Lan was enjoying the cool air in the yard, shaking her cattail leaf fan and listening to the radio, looking particularly leisurely.

The only sound in the room was the sound of the Great Wall electric fan made in Suzhou. A gust of wind blew through and messed up the papers on the table. Chen Qi quickly used something to suppress it.

This year is particularly sad when the autumn tiger shows its power. The nights are still hot and stuffy, and those who have enjoyed the air conditioning feel like they are going to die at this moment.

Chen Qi smacked his mouth. At this moment, he wanted to have a drink of iced Coke.

Unfortunately, the Chen family does not have a refrigerator or a TV.

She had no money before, so Lan Lijuan believed that she should live frugally and objected to buying home appliances when she got married.

Later, with Chen Qi’s highest salary in the health system, it was trivial to buy a TV and refrigerator, but Lan Lijuan refused to let him buy it.

The reason is also very good. As a leading cadre, you must set an example and not be greedy for enjoyment. You should focus on your career, work, and serving the people!

Propaganda work in this era is really killing people. Who said that serving the people means eating chaffy vegetables?

In "In the Name of the People", Zhao Dehan didn't even dare to eat shredded pork when eating noodles, and he was still a big corrupt manager.

To truly serve the people, you should do things with your heart in mind, rather than just looking at the appearance, otherwise it will easily become "formalism".

Thinking of this, Chen Qi sighed helplessly and turned the head of the electric fan towards his wife. Lan Lijuan was reading at another table.

Yes, the Chen family only has two electric fans, which are not enough.

Originally there was only one, but my grandma came to take care of Lan Lijuan, a pregnant lady, so she bought an extra one.

Some people would say that at least the conditions are much better than those of Huang Tanshi, right?

Damn it, Huang Tanshi and Chen Qi eat and drink every day. They fly in the sky, run on the ground, and swim in the water. They braise, steam, fry, and stir-fry every day. When have you ever wronged yourself?

But when I go to the Fourth Hospital and see my wife, what do I eat every day? It’s either pickles or tofu. Occasionally, I have some stir-fried shredded pork and the whole family treats it as the Chinese New Year. Please strengthen nutrition for pregnant women.

Is this how people live?

This is 1984, six years after the reform and opening up, not 1964.

Chen Qi glanced at his pregnant wife with a resentful look:

"Hey, Lijuan, you are due to give birth next month, can you not go to work? Your feet are swollen, you don't have to work so hard."

Lan Lijuan took a sip of water,

"It will be even more boring at home if you don't go to work. It's okay. Our unit is a hospital anyway. It's safer to go to the unit to work than at home. When the time comes, we will send you directly to the delivery room. How convenient. Haha."

"Haha, you are good. By the way, Director Zhang sent it to you. How are the reactions of various countries around the world regarding Helicobacter pylori?"

"It's still the same as before. The mainstream medical circles are still mainly critical, and there are still a majority of skeptics in China, but I don't care anymore. Anyway, "The Lancet" has published it, and we have become the first in Haidong Health System. With you,

In other words, I have earned enough."

While the young couple was talking, they heard a knock on the courtyard door.

As soon as the door opened, a large group of people stood outside the courtyard. Chen Qi took a closer look and saw, oh, they are all colleagues from the Department of Surgery.

"Old Bian, Head Nurse Zhao, why are you here? I didn't call the hospital's emergency number. Are you planning to provide door-to-door medical services? But my family only needs obstetrics and gynecology, not surgery."

Hahaha, several people laughed.

Director Bian carried some fruit in his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't this just flattering the leader?"

Chen Qi glanced at it pretending to be disgusted: "Just two watermelons? Why don't you use the vice president as a cadre? At least a few hundred pounds."

In the Central Vietnam region, every summer, farmers in the sea trough sell boatloads of watermelons for a few cents per pound. People often buy 100 pounds of watermelons and pile them in a cool corner of their homes to eat slowly.

Families who can afford it will throw the watermelon into the well and wait until the whole family sits together after dinner to cut it and eat it.

In the courtyard, more than ten people from the surgical department were all sitting together. Except for the doctor on duty, everyone was here.

Director Bian said flatteringly while eating watermelon:

"Deputy Chen, you are now in charge of clinical practice. The first department of surgery and the second department of surgery are both your children. You must treat them equally."

"That's right, the second department of surgery likes to drink spicy food, and the first department of surgery eats bran-pharyngeal vegetables, and our lives are really like Guning."

"Otherwise, the first department of surgery and the second department of surgery can be merged. Unified accounting would be more convenient, hehe."

Chen Qi also chuckled:

"You have a beautiful idea. If the first department of surgery and the second department of surgery are merged, and you do more and less, how can the second department of surgery have the motivation to continue working overtime to perform cleft lip surgery?"

Director Bian quickly explained: "We are talking about the merger, mainly because we want to ask you to help find a source of money. No one in the health system knows that you have the Midas touch to turn stone into gold."

Chen Qi was also gnawing on the watermelon, spitting out a long string of watermelon seeds, and then said with satisfaction:

"Don't worry, surgery is the department I will focus on building next. I told Huang Shuji that the technology of hand surgery will be in the first department of surgery. The rest will come later. Let's build this special department first and make it a

Vietnam-China Watch Center.

You want to get a high subsidy, and you can come to my house to inquire today. This shows that you are still ambitious and want to do a good job in surgery, unlike some departments that are completely ruined and just muddle along. But I also want to give you a few words of advice.

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First, in the future, you must have a good service attitude and be polite to patients. I am not asking you to please patients, but I ask you not to quarrel with patients; second, in the future, all surgical patients must not be transferred. If they are slightly difficult, you cannot say that they cannot be treated and transfer them to another hospital.

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If you don't look at this, that won't work either. Over time, patients will lose trust in our fourth hospital. So Director Bian will immediately formulate a third-line system for departments when he returns. Director Bian and you senior directors will be the second-line, and I will be the third-line.

Others are on the front line.

The first line may be called the second line, and the second line may be called the third line. We must do everything possible to retain patients and cure them. Comrades, only when there are patients can we have business, and only when we have business can we have high subsidies. You say you

Can it be done?"

Director Bian stood up first and said excitedly:

"Don't worry, Dean Chen. I pat my chest and promise that I can do it."

After speaking, Director Bian glanced at his subordinates again, and said in a sinister tone:

"If anyone can't do it, get out of here as soon as possible. Anyway, there is a large shortage of surgeons in the health center. I promise to let you go and let you go to the health center to make a fortune."

As soon as these words came out, the surgeons looked at me and I looked at you, and they all shrank.

No one wants to be the first chicken to be killed.

"Don't worry, Deputy Chen, Director Bian, we will definitely do a good job."

"I also want to get a few hundred yuan in subsidies. If anyone doesn't roll up his sleeves and work harder, I won't be able to spare him."

"I promise not to quarrel with the patient anymore. If the patient wants to scold me, he can just scold me. I will bear it!"

Hehehe~~~~~

Chen Qi saw that everyone was getting excited and was very satisfied. He nodded and said:

"I am also planning to divide everyone into two groups to take turns to go to the First Affiliated Hospital of the Province for further training, and select a few doctors to focus on hand surgery. Everyone, do your best. The proportion of surgical medicine will be low and the profit will be high. Your good days are yet to come."

"Hahaha, good, good~~~"

"That's right, if you want to make money, you have to see our surgery~~~"

Lan Lijuan curled her lips when she saw her husband talking and laughing in the yard. She felt that Chen Qi was still a bit biased and didn't pay attention to internal medicine at all. Otherwise, why would he never go to the internal medicine department for inspection?

But what she didn't know was that Yu Chuandong, the director of the internal medicine department, also disliked Chen Qi because of her, and did not like the vice president at all.

At this time, Keqiao Fine Knitting Factory, not far from the Fourth Courtyard.

Night shift, it’s already past 9pm.

The female textile worker Zhao Qiaoer squatted on the ground again, her face looking a little pale. When the worker next to her saw it, she quickly came over, turned off the machine, and helped her aside.

"Qiao'er, you don't look right. What's wrong? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"I, I'm fine. I just have a stomachache. I probably ate something bad. I just need to rest."

"Then why don't I go to the workshop director to ask for leave?"

"No, I will deduct 3 yuan for each class. I can do it. I, I want to go to the toilet."

Zhao Qiaoer held her stomach and walked slowly to the toilet while holding on to the wall. As a result, she didn't turn around for a long time.

A few of my close colleagues were worried and went to the toilet, only to find that Zhao Qiaoer was already lying on the ground, moaning loudly.

"Oh, it's not good, Qiao'er is seriously ill. Hurry and report to the factory leaders and call her family. She has to be sent to the hospital."

Fortunately, the Fourth Hospital was not far away. When everyone was rushed to the Fourth Hospital, Yang Tihao, the junior doctor on duty, felt a little numb. In this era, acute abdomen was definitely not something that he, a junior doctor, could handle.

If you can't figure it out yourself, you can only go to the West to ask the Tathagata Buddha.

Director Bian was just about to leave with the surgeons when there was a knock on the door of Chen Qi's house again.

Chen Qi looked at his watch. It's already 9 o'clock in the evening. Why is there still someone coming to the door? It can't be that the surgery department is here. The physicians are here, right?

When I opened the door, I saw a little nurse wearing work clothes, running and panting:

"Deputy Chen, we have an acute abdomen in the surgery department. Yang Tihao can't bear it alone. I can't find Director Bian and the others, so I have to call you. Hey, Director Bian, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time.

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Anyone who is a doctor knows the seriousness of acute abdomen. Director Bian didn't say anything and hurriedly led others to the hospital.

Chen Qi didn't have much to do that night. Hearing that he had an acute abdomen and that if there was any emergency surgery, he could get over it, he quickly changed his clothes and went out.

By the time Chen Qi arrived at the surgery, a group of doctors surrounding him were already talking about it.

"There is tenderness in the lower abdomen. Is this a pelvic problem?"

"I seem to feel a small lump. Could it be intestinal obstruction?"
Chapter completed!