This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 52
Li Qingde leaned forward with both hands on the table, with a serious expression on his face, "Xiao Du, after the evaluation team arrives in the afternoon, you have to make a report. Get in touch and they will come to the hospital this afternoon."

Du Heng looked at Li Qingde in confusion, and asked in puzzlement, "What are they doing here? Are you going to follow up?"

"It also means a follow-up visit. The more reason is that they want to send you a pennant."

Du Heng hurriedly stood up, waved his hands again and again, "This won't work, this really won't work."

Li Qingde didn't want to anymore. The things he had vigorously handled, and the things he had done to give Du Heng a sense of presence and influence in front of the leaders, would not work if it came to the mouth of the person concerned.

"Why not?"

"The patient has not been cured, and I have not done a good job as a doctor. I am ashamed and dare not accept it."

Li Qingde glared at the counselor, and said angrily, "The patient's condition has improved, and some of them have been able to stand up and walk. How can it be said that it has not been cured? This is also a little bit of the patient's heart. I hope you can feel at ease. Can you continue to help them treat seriously, is there a problem?"

Du Heng was at a loss for words, but still felt wrong.

"Besides, the pennant has been delivered. If you don't accept it, what will the patient and his family think? Will it increase the burden on the patient and his family? Will this help the patient's recovery?"

Li Qingde persuaded Du Heng from the bottom of his heart, and seeing that Du Heng stopped talking, he made a final decision, "Okay, that's it, let's go back and get ready."

Du Heng still wanted to talk, but was invited out by Li Qingde.

When Li Qingde closed the door, he added, "By the way, Wu Buwei is not bad, you can bring him to the meeting this afternoon."

Is this good?
You are trying to seal Wu Buwei's mouth.

After all, the only ones who knew the truth were Du Heng and Wu Buwei.

Du Heng was in a difficult mood, and returned to the office in a wild way of thinking.

Wu Buwei saw Du Heng coming in with a happy face, and Ma Zichen next to him was also smiling, "Brother, we are ready, you can evaluate us now."

Du Heng didn't check their minds at the moment, and turned a blind eye to their eager eyes, "Zichen, you continue to lose cases, there are not many more cases, so finish it quickly. Don't be afraid, come out with me for a while."

Wu Buwei was puzzled, but followed Du Heng to the hall.

Du Heng pointed to the bulletin board and said softly, "Look."

Wu Buwei glanced at the bulletin board, and said suspiciously, "What's the matter, it's okay, I just put the photos of our work this month on it, eh~~~ Did the dean go too? Why didn't I remember it? "

Wu Buwei leaned forward again. He felt that his memory had gone wrong, but soon he understood, "Oh oh oh, teacher..."

"Quiet." Du Heng quickly suppressed Wu Buwei's voice about to howl, "See the problem?"

Wu Buweikuang nodded, "I see."

"If someone asks, do you know how to say it?"

"do not know."

Wu Buwei's quick answer almost made Du Heng wince.

Du Heng glared at Wu Buwei, pulled him to him, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you just think about it?"

"Shall I go to the dean to reason?"

"Get out, I want you to go. Think again!"

Wu Buwei wrinkled the bridge of his nose and thought hard, "Then I should say that the dean is very supportive of our work, accompanied us to the front line, and set an example for young people like us?"

"There is still room for improvement, you should think about it."

Du Heng told him the news that the evaluation team was coming in the afternoon, and told him not to miss it when the time came.

While the two were whispering in the hall, the logistics system of the hospital became busy.

In front of the gate, on both sides of the gate, and the furnishings in the hall, every place was watched by the hygienic aunt.

Lao Song also walked down the road with small steps. Seeing Du Heng in the lobby, he yelled directly, "Xiao Du, stop chatting, and quickly clean up the hygiene of your office."

After speaking, he went to the charging room next to him, as well as the internal medicine consultation room.

Wang Zhenzhen came out with a rag, saw Du Heng who was about to go back, grabbed him and asked in a low voice, "How is the situation?"

Du Heng smiled, and replied softly, "It's almost as you expected."

Wang Zhenzhen smiled, "Hurry up and go."

After finishing talking, I went to wash the rag by myself.

Lao Song is not tall, he is a good old man, and he is usually gentle and elegant.

But today, his feet seemed to be equipped with hot wheels, coming and going like the wind.

The whole person feels like floating!
"Why are you two still here? Hurry up and go, especially the practice room opposite your office. Things must be neatly arranged, and there should be no dead ends for hygiene."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Du Heng and the others to reply, he pushed open the door of the medicine collection room on the other side, "You two, stop playing with your mobile phones, and clean up the hygiene of your medicine collection room, the medicine shelves behind are all dusty , can't you see?"

Du Heng and the two of them lost their ink, so they hurried back to the office and called Ma Zichen to start cleaning.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it. Every morning, they themselves, as well as the cleaning staff, will clean it up, and it is very clean.

But this kind of hygienic practice is a kind of tradition, a kind of "emphasis" on superior leaders.

The time was spent in "busy", and no patient came to bother me.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, three cars drove into the backyard of the hospital.

A group of twelve or thirteen people are all middle-aged people over forty years old.There are also two silver-haired people who look about to be in their sixties or seventies.

Li Qingde and Lao Song greeted them, and invited everyone into the meeting room with a smile.

Du Heng and the others watched the excitement through the window, Wu Buwei watched the group disappear, and said with emotion, "So many experts are here."

Ma Zichen also clicked his tongue twice: "It's fine if it's too much. The evaluation of a health center actually invited Xu Pinglin, the deputy director of the Department of Gastroenterology and Department of the first province. This is too exaggerated."

Wu Buwei hurriedly leaned forward, aiming wildly, "Which one is that?"

"The one with all the white hair."

"So old, why is he still the deputy director? I thought it was the leader of the Health Bureau."

"He's not old, he's only 38 this year."

"Why is that hair all white?"

"Maybe it's worry."

"Shouldn't you be worrying about losing your hair?"

Hearing Wu Buwei and Ma Zichen's blah blah, I almost laughed out loud, "Okay, you two, hurry up and lose the case."

After talking about the two of them, Du Heng checked the report draft that came out at noon again, and quickly corrected the inappropriate and unsmooth ones.

After about half an hour, Li Qingde's voice sounded in the corridor.

Lao Song also opened the door and came in, "Xiao Du, hurry up and walk around with the leader."

(End of this chapter)