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Chapter 1125 Help Principal Cong!
Ouyang Yi was reading documents in the office, when instructor Lin Gang opened the door and walked in.

"Come here, Lao Lin, drink the tea and pour it yourself!"

"Old Ou, this was just sent by the superior. Political Commissar Wang specifically asked us to find a suitable position. What do you think of the arrangement here?"

After saying that, Lin Gang put the folder in his hand directly on the desk, and then sat on the sofa to drink tea.

Ouyang Yi put down the document in his hand and opened it to see that it was a transfer order. He knew something about it. The man who was to be transferred had a husband who was a pilot of a Hainan Airlines unit and died in the line of duty in a certain operation.

Because his hometown is on Songshan Island, he handled the transfer according to the hospital. Naturally, he attached great importance to the garrison area for the families of the martyrs. After looking around, he found that the hospital was suitable, so he arranged the people here.

Ouyang Yi pursed his lips, raised his head and said, "Old Lin, how about arranging logistics for the agency?"

Lin Gang, who was drinking tea here, shook his head when he heard this.

"No, Lao Ou, this Comrade Peng has clearly stated his attitude. He doesn't want to hold back our hospital, and he said he wants to work in a front-line position!"

"Then we can't just let her become an ordinary nurse. Besides, nurses are all soldiers, and they don't meet the rank for transfer~"

Lin Gang and Zhao Renjie naturally had no objections.

"Thank you, Dean and Instructor. I will definitely work hard and live up to the trust of all leaders~"

After all, he had the status of a martyred kinsman, and Ouyang Yi personally led people downstairs to welcome him personally.

"Mr. Peng, welcome to work in the hospital!"

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, and even Zhao Renjie, the vice president of business affairs who came to deliver the documents, also participated. The three cobblers may not be as good as Zhuge Liang. In the end, they didn't have any good ideas.

"Director of the First Institute Lu..."

The director of a hospital could still be troubled by such a trivial matter. Ouyang Yi looked down at the tea cup in front of him and thought about it seriously.

Afterwards, the suggestions of the three people were directly reported to the superior. After all, it also involved a new establishment, and the hospital could not make the decision privately.

Finally, he simply said: "Old Lin, Old Zhao, how about this!"

I sat down and picked up the tea cup to drink water. Before I lifted it up, I heard the phone ringing, so I could only put down the cup and pick up the phone.

Ouyang Yi was also troubled for a moment. He came over and sat on the sofa. He first put some tea leaves in the cup, then picked up the kettle and poured hot water.

"What do you think?"

The reply from the garrison area was also very pleasant. The chiefs were also suffering from a headache and quickly agreed to the matter. Peng Xiuqin came to work within a few days.

Luoluo raised his hands and saluted generously.

After introducing each other, Ouyang Yi arranged for someone to take her to familiarize herself with the environment, while she went upstairs and returned directly to the office.

"Well, let me introduce to you. This is Vice Dean Zhao Renjie!"

Peng Xiuqin was wearing a military uniform. She looked about 25 or 26 years old. She had short hair and black-rimmed glasses on her face. She looked very dignified.

"Set up a deputy head nurse position in a hospital so that Comrade Peng can learn more from Head Nurse Sun. This can be considered as the best of both worlds. Even if you work on the front line, you can still make reasonable arrangements!"

"Okay, this is a good idea, I agree!"

"Hey, I'm Ouyang Yi!"

"Ouyang, I am Yang Renhua~"

Hearing this familiar voice in his ear, Ouyang Yi quickly greeted: "Hello, Secretary Yang!" "Oh, it's good if you still remember me, just call me Sister Yang from now on~"

Yang Renhua is no longer the resolute and resolute Secretary Yang of the past. Due to the involvement of her husband, Principal Cong, she is now just an ordinary employee of the hospital, or worse than an ordinary employee. She is just a mop and dumpster and do odd jobs.

Ouyang Yi was sitting on a chair. The two had a brief chat, and then they heard something was wrong on the phone.

He had also heard something before. The old leader, Principal Cong, had come down now and was thinking in his heart while speaking.

If she can make this call, she must be asking for something. Do you want to agree?
This matter is risky. Who knows if he will be implicated. The peaceful life now is hard-won!

Finally, after some deliberation, Ouyang Yi gritted his teeth and spoke into the phone: "Sister, if you have anything to do, just speak. I will do my best!"

"Ou...Ouyang, I won't hide it from you. Our old Cong is not in good health right now. Can you help me find a solution?"

Naturally, some things cannot be said directly on the phone, otherwise it will cause trouble for others.

Yang Renhua was forced to do nothing. Her husband's physical condition was getting worse day by day. No matter how hard he tried, he probably wouldn't be able to survive.

She came out behind her husband's back and had already made many phone calls secretly, but all her old comrades and subordinates avoided her and found Ouyang Yi, who was acting like a dead horse.

"Okay, let me see if I can think of a way!"

Although Ouyang Yi agreed, he still had a headache after hanging up the phone and didn't know how to arrange this matter.

After thinking about it for more than half an hour, I picked up the phone on the table again and called my old comrade Zhao Jie directly. He is no longer working in the garrison area and was transferred to the logistics base of Daocheng a year ago.

After the call was connected, he didn't say any nonsense and said straightforwardly: "Old Zhao, do me a favor. I have an old leader who is not in good health right now. Can you see if you can arrange for him to be treated at our base hospital~"

"Old Ou, this matter is not easy now. Everyone is avoiding it now. Why are you taking the initiative to get involved?"

Zhao Jie was very puzzled on the phone. Is this difficult to say? It is not easy to say it is easy.

But Ouyang Yi also had an unspeakable secret. If he couldn't pass the test in his heart, these people would have helped him a lot when he came back from Peiping to work at the artillery school health center, and later when he was transferred to the island garrison, including his wife's work problems.

"Brother Zhao, see if you can think of a way~"

"Okay, this is you. If it were another person, I wouldn't even agree, but I can't guarantee whether it will happen or not. Just wait for my call first!"

"Dudududu!" Ouyang Yi put the phone back after hearing the busy tone and continued to pick up the documents to study.

It is very simple to help Principal Cong. Since he is not in good health, then find him a hospital. As long as he is in the army, there will be plenty of ways to stay there.

Zhao Jie, the second-in-command in logistics, happened to be in charge of the base hospital, so things went smoothly. Principal Cong was taken to the ward the next day.

After careful and rigorous examination, the doctor found that he had various degrees of diseases in his liver, kidneys, heart, etc. As for the true or false, it is up to the beholder to judge. In short, he settled down naturally. He saw the sentry with live ammunition and the group of people at the door. He can only return in anger.

In a single ward on the third floor, Yang Renhua finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her husband lying on the bed. Both of them had been exhausted during this period.

I came to the duty room and made a phone call.

"Ouyang, thank you~"

"Sister Yang, what are you talking about? If you need anything in the future, just call me!"

Ouyang Yi returned the favor, but you know it's not that easy to do...

(End of this chapter)