This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 102 Shared Responsibility
In case of failure, the family members went crazy and refused to accept the consent letter at that time, and in case the leader refused to accept the account for his own reputation and pretended that he had nothing to do with him, Du Heng would suffer.

"Why do you do it? If you don't promise, no one will say you are wrong."

Du Heng paused, "Conscience."

"How much is a conscience worth, just in case..."

"Brother Gong, I understand. Don't worry, I won't make a move without guarantee. I'm not a saint."

After finishing speaking, Du Heng put the consent form in front of Gong Daoyang, "Brother Gong, don't be left behind, just sign your name. With your signature as the director of the police station, no matter who has bad intentions, he has to weigh it."

"Good boy, you actually counted me in."

This time, Gong Daoyang laughed and signed the letter readily.

"Don't worry, Brother Gong will cover you."

"Thank you, Brother Gong."

Du Heng walked back with the consent form, and the two brothers signed their names very simply.

Now there is only one leader left to sign.

There were many leaders present, and there were probably only two people who signed this letter, Lao Song and An Chunhui.It is useless even if the big leader comes to sign it.

Among the two people who can sign, the first choice must be Lao Song.

Lao Song has the heart to be a leader, but he does not have the awareness and courage of a leader.

It is understandable to be overjoyed and to take credit for it.

But he is also a person who likes to shirk and has no responsibility and responsibility.

They only want rights and positions, but not obligations and responsibilities.

In the short period of six days since he became the acting dean, he has fully exposed his character in his bones.

Grabbing credit for Li Qingde's recommendation, exchanging his favor for his credit, and wanting to owe him a favor.Today's meeting also has other purposes, tossing myself and Du Fei back and forth.

Li Qingde has worked in Zhonghu Town for five years, and he can't do as much as he has been on stage for 6 days.

Just such a timid person who is afraid of taking responsibility, now wants to sign for 200 grams of aconite, or even a larger amount of aconite, is he willing?Does he dare?

Whether he is willing or not, whether he dares or not, Du Heng will get the place back now.

For six days, I suffocated a lot of fire.

Therefore, Du Heng took the pen and paper and put them in front of Lao Song with a serious and serious expression.

Seeing the paper and pen stretched out, as expected by Du Heng, Lao Song panicked.

The big leader doesn't understand the hazards and usage regulations of aconite, he understands it.

If aconite is used in small doses, if it is not used properly, patients will experience hot mouth and numbness of the whole body, and some patients will feel nausea, vomiting, and breathing will be restricted.In severe cases, the pupils dilate, the pulse slows, and the skin becomes cold and pale, which can lead to death.

Now we need to use 200 grams. If something goes wrong, the patient will undoubtedly die.

He didn't dare to hand over his wealth and future to Du Heng.Although Du Heng's medical skills have advanced by leaps and bounds recently, he has never used such a large dose of aconite.

Du Heng is too young to trust him with any qualifications.

Although he is engaged in administration, he has been in the hospital for more than 20 years, and he still understands the basics.

If it is cured, he will be praised at most, and the protagonist is not him.If the patient dies and the family members start a quarrel, his future will be over.

He dare not shoulder this responsibility.

"Xiao Du...I..."

Lao Song began to speak incoherently, with a sad face, looked at Du Heng, and then at the leader, but he just refused to pick up the paper and pen.

And what do leaders want?
He is a person who can do things, knows how to do things, and is a person who can save himself face.

It doesn't matter if you make a mistake, the important thing is to do it.

With so many people watching at the scene, Lao Song's actions made the leader feel ashamed, very humiliated, and his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip.

"Director An, is this the dean you elected?"

An Chunhui's face was very hot, and now he wished he could kill Lao Song on the spot.

"Director An, bring it here for me. I signed this word."

As soon as the leader said this, An Chunhui said inwardly that it was bad, he just thought about scolding Lao Song, and didn't think about the signing.

Cold sweat dripped down An Chunhui's forehead, he took two quick steps to Lao Song, and gave Lao Song a hard look.

He took the pen and paper in Du Heng's hand, and immediately signed his name, "Dr. Du, now you can go to the doctor with confidence and don't have any burdens. You must remember that the lives of the masses are above all else, and the leaders and I will Support yours."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the leader quietly out of the corner of his eye, and he was relieved when he saw that the leader's face softened a little.

If he really gave the letter of consent to the leader just now, the leader would definitely sign his own name, but I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable to be the chief of the bureau.

It's a good thing that he wasn't made stupid by Lao Song, otherwise he would be finished.

Du Heng also saw An Chunhui's eyes.

He understood that at this moment, Lao Song's acting dean had come to an end, and he would never have the chance to remove the word "on behalf of".

Du Heng won the "gold medal for avoiding death", and he also had confidence in his heart.

Thinking back on the treatment plan I envisioned again, after feeling that there was no problem, I asked Du Fei next to me, "Brother Fei, do you have aconite, dried ginger, roasted licorice, musk... these things?"

Du Fei thought for a while, then shook his head slightly, "My medicines are all plant-based, not insect-based or mineral-based medicines. Especially musk, that stuff is too expensive, we can't afford it."

"Forget it, go directly to the hospital."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the two men who were anxiously waiting beside him, "Put your mother in the car and send it to the hospital as soon as possible. Your mother is in a very bad condition now, and the tone will be gone at some point. Hurry up."

The two men quickly turned around and carried the mother who had just been put down to the back of the van.

Du Heng didn't bother to say hello to the leader, so he picked up the phone and called the people in the pharmacy of the hospital, as well as the nurse Wang Lili, and the assistant Wu Buwei.

It was the May Day holiday, and there was no one in the hospital.Going to the health center now can only be summoned temporarily.

I hope none of them have gone out, otherwise it will be really difficult.

After a phone call, I realized that everyone was at home or in the city because of the landslide in Shangling Village, and hadn't traveled far.

So when they received the call and heard that it was the leader's order, they all hurried back to the hospital.

Du Heng hung up the phone and walked directly to his car.

He would never have thought that the car he was unwilling to buy yesterday would be used today.

Watching the horns sounding all the way, several cars roaring away.Looking at the messy tent in front of him again, the leader finally felt a little relieved. He glanced at Lao Song who was standing beside him, and said to An Chunhui, "This little doctor is good. The most important thing is that he is responsible. it is good."

Responsible?
Who is this talking about?
This is a beating with no expression on your face. If you beating An Chun, you will lose your eyes. Look at who you choose.

An Chunhui knew Du Heng well, one time was during the evaluation, and the other time was when Lao Song sent documents before the holiday.

So at this time, he can only follow the leader's words and talk about Du Heng.

Otherwise, the leader will always beat him like this, and with so many colleagues around, he can't hold his face.

(End of this chapter)