This doctor has a system

Chapter 321 302. Punishment Decision
  "Tell Jianran that we can't let employees work overtime like this." Gao Feng told Li Youliang when he went to the clinic in the afternoon.

Doesn't this ruin my reputation? he thought.

"Jiaran probably also wanted to catch up with the progress of the experiment." Li Youliang explained, "The employees were not treated badly, and their efforts were rewarded."

"That won't work either. People's bodies will become very poor if they work for a long time. You can't trade your health for other things."

"Okay, let me talk to Jiaran." Li Youliang said quickly.

The clinic got off work at [-]:[-]. It was almost dark by this time, and Li Youliang, who was a little thinly dressed, felt a chill.

"You go back, there's no need to see me off." Gao Feng said casually.

After Gao Feng walked away, Li Youliang immediately called Hu Jiaran.

"The boss is very angry today." He said to Hu Jiaran. "The employees work overtime too hard. They work until one in the morning. Their bodies will not be able to bear it for a long time."

"Isn't it almost the Chinese New Year? I just wanted to finish what I can finish before the end of the year." Hu Jiaran felt a little aggrieved. He had been taking the lead recently and was quite tired.

"Forget about working overtime, why don't you let them have a good rest after overtime?" Li Youliang complained, "Why are you going to play basketball? Aren't you afraid of sudden death?"

"It needs to be rectified quickly. I think the boss will ask about this matter in two days."

After hanging up the phone, Hu Jiaran was a little hesitant. Correction? How to rectify this?

The plan has been prepared and everyone is working hard. This is not the right time to change course, right?
  Looking at the newly hung slogan on the laboratory wall: Work hard for thirty days and overcome difficulties, Hu Jiaran fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he sighed and said, forget it, since the boss thinks it's not good to work excessive overtime, let's stop for now.

"Penghui!"

"Here you are." Yue Penghui trotted over, "Mr. Hu, did you call me?"

"Two things."

"Isn't Dong Zhixun hospitalized because of pneumothorax? Send someone to comfort him tomorrow."

"Then there are work matters." Hu Jiaran said, "Dong Zhixun's illness this time is mainly related to overtime work. He didn't pay attention to rest after work, which led to pneumothorax while playing basketball."

"The boss is a little angry and wants us to make some rectifications."

"You should adjust your working hours according to the situation to prevent others from getting sick again."

After Hu Jiaran finished speaking, he left. He was a little depressed and decided to go to eat first. Recently, Z cafeteria introduced a new delicacy: wild vegetables and egg noodles, and he likes it very much.

In the past, there was a lack of food and clothing, and many people could barely taste the smell of oil, let alone the three delicacies of seafood.

However, with the improvement of economic conditions, many people are tired of eating Sanzhen seafood and have returned to their previous tastes.

This is the same as when men make mistakes outside. Some people have very good wives, but they are still very carefree outside. The main reason is that after eating too much abalone, I wanted to eat some bran bran vegetables to change my taste.

Yue Penghui was thinking about how to make corrections while eating, but he couldn't find a clue.

With fewer people and more work, what can we do if we don’t work overtime?

"Eat, why are you so dazed?" Wang Liang on the side took the chicken feet from his rice plate.

"What do you mean, Mr. Hu?" He asked Wang Liangfa, "Some time ago, I was told to work overtime for thirty days, and today I was told to adjust the overtime hours."

"How to adjust? Will everyone not be allowed to work overtime from tomorrow?"

"No more overtime?" Wang Liang looked puzzled, "Why? What happened?"

"You do not know?"

"What do you know?" Wang Liang asked while chewing chicken feet, "What happened?"

He really didn't know that he was currently helping out in Team 2, Dong Zhixun was in Team 4, and the operating desk was far away from them.

"Dong Zhixun of Group 4 was hospitalized due to pneumothorax." Yue Penghui said, "It seems that I met the big boss in the hospital. The boss was afraid that everyone would have health problems, so he said he would not allow us to work overtime for so long."

"Pneumothorax? How could a good person have pneumothorax?" Wang Liang picked up his phone and searched Baidu, "What did he do?"

"You must be playing basketball too hard." Yue Penghui guessed.

"Damn, this kid is really stupid." Wang Liang was speechless. "The people in Group 2 are just mentally ill. I'm going to be exhausted after working overtime."

"I finally have some free time. If I don't take a good rest, why don't I play some bullshit basketball?"

"Can't people have some hobbies?" Yue Penghui interrupted his complaint, "Can you give me an idea, how should this be rectified?"

"How about we just let everyone work overtime until 10 o'clock from now on?"

"Can the progress be kept up?" Wang Liang asked.

"I do not know."

"I think it should be rectified elsewhere." Wang Liang said.

"You said."

"Look, why is Dong Zhixun hospitalized?" Wang Liang asked.

"Pneumothorax." Yue Penghui.

"Then why did he have a pneumothorax?"

"My physical fitness has become very poor because of overtime work." Yue Penghui.

"Wrong, because he went out to play basketball during his break." Wang Liang said.

"Hey, it seems so." Yue Penghui's eyes lit up, and he seemed to know how to make corrections.

In addition to the team leader of Group 4, Qi Nannan also came to express condolences to Dong Zhixun. The latter was very interested after hearing that Dong Zhixun suffered from pneumothorax.

"I'm not bragging, I'm telling you, I'm more skilled at doing closed chest drainage than killing mice." She showed off to the team leader of Group 4 on the way, "I don't know if Dong Zhixun has done chest piercing. If he hasn't done it, I’ll do it myself!”

"Are you okay?" The leader of Group 4 was not very familiar with this little fat girl.

"It's definitely possible. My boss personally taught me how to do breast piercing, and it's better than the doctors in their hospital." Qi Nannan was very proud, "I'll show you my skills when I get the chance."

Dong Zhixun is lying on the bed inhaling oxygen at this time, and closed chest drainage will not be performed until noon today. There is no way. Yesterday, the department admitted several troublesome patients at once. He is incomparable to others.

It's good to be young. Even though one lung was almost crushed, Dong Zhixun didn't feel uncomfortable at all while breathing oxygen.

"Zhixun." After the team leader walked into the ward carrying fruit, "are you OK?"

"That's OK." He sat up, "Team leader, I didn't expect you to be so picky on a regular basis, but you even bought fruit this time."

"I didn't expect that it was the money given by Mr. Yue, and it belongs to public funds." The team leader opened the fruit basket, tore off a banana, and then peeled it off quickly.

Dong Zhixun was already ready to take it, and then he saw the other party taking it and eating it.

"Do you want to eat too?" the team leader asked, then handed him one and said, "Peel it yourself."

"What are you here for?" Dong Zhixun asked.

"My condolences to you." The team leader felt confused, "Can't you see?"

"I didn't see it." Dong Zhixun said, "You just came to make me angry."

While the two were talking, several doctors walked in pushing trolleys. "Dong Zhixun, let me do a closed chest drainage for you now."

"Didn't you say it's noon?" Dong Zhixun asked.

"It's ahead of schedule. We have some free time now," the leading doctor said.

The leader of Group 4 felt that this voice was quite familiar. He took a closer look and saw that this was Qi Nannan who came with him.
  Cross-dressing so quickly? Are you really going to show off your skills to him today? It seems that it is not blown in the car.

"How should I cooperate?" Dong Zhixun was still a little nervous, "Is my situation serious? Why are so many people coming all at once?"

"It's not serious. This is a small operation." Qi Nannan asked him to lie down in a semi-recumbent position. "They are all here to learn."

Come to study? It seems that this doctor is of very high standard! Dong Zhixun immediately felt full of security.

"Doctor, I feel that your voice is very familiar." He said, "Just like a chubby girl from our company's warehouse."

Qi Nannan, who was disinfecting his skin, paused for a moment.

"Apart from being fat, she has pretty good conditions, right?"

"It's just average, a bit short, and not too white." Dong Zhixun said.

The leader of Group 4 was originally standing on one side. When he heard Dong Zhixun's words, the corner of his mouth twitched and he chose to leave.

Qi Nannan's face immediately darkened. Blind bitch, no wonder you have pneumothorax.

I'll kill you in no time!

"Everyone, please pay attention. When giving local anesthesia, we must first choose a good position. Patients with pneumothorax usually choose the second intercostal space at the mid-clavicular line."

"But if there are adhesions between the lungs and the chest wall, you need to use the CT images to identify where the adhesions are. This place is not suitable for puncture, because the puncture will penetrate the lungs."

"The cavity will appear below the adhesion, and the tube or puncture needle must be placed inside the cavity to effectively drain the gas."

Qi Nannan became a teacher for the first time and taught students in a decent manner.

"Insert the needle diagonally, then inject a cortical area, and then infiltrate the anesthesia layer by layer. During this period, pay attention to withdrawing the anesthetic to prevent the anesthetic from entering the blood vessels."

This bra piercing was a piece of cake for her. Although she hadn't done it for a while, the operation was still so smooth today.

It's just flowing! It's really a great loss for the people that I gave up medicine and became a warehouse keeper, Qi Nannan thought to herself.

"It hurts" Dong Zhixun said softly.

"Bear it! It only hurts for a moment." Qi Nannan said loudly, "Young people can't bear this pain? Are you still not a man anymore?"

Dong Zhixun had no choice but to close his mouth, but it was exactly as the doctor said. After half a minute, he no longer felt pain.

"Now, let's insert the guide wire first, and then..." Qi Nannan quickly completed the preliminary steps.

"It's best to put a stitch in this area to prevent the drainage tube from coming out."

Qi Nannan said, then she held a thin needle in her hand and prepared to sew.

"Do you need another stitch?" Dong Zhixun asked, "Does it hurt?"

It didn't hurt at first, but since you asked, Qi Nannan took a deep look at him, and then deliberately inserted it into a place far away from the anesthesia.

"Ah! It hurts!" Dong Zhixun said fiercely.

"Bear for a while, the pain will subside in a while." Qi Nannan comforted her.

"Okay." Qi Nannan motioned to Gui Peisheng behind to pack his belongings.

"Thank you, doctor." Dong Zhixun thanked him.

"You're welcome." Qi Nannan took off her mask in front of him.

"Hey! Hey!" Dong Zhixun shouted, "Who are you not? That..."

"Little Fatty? Short? Dark skin? Yes! It's me." Qi Nannan was no longer angry now.

Back in the office, Gao Feng smiled when he saw her coming in, "Nannan, are you done with the bra piercing?"

"Well, it went pretty well." Qi Nannan smiled so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes.

"Have you made any corrections? Did Jiaran say you won't be allowed to work overtime?" Gao Feng asked.

"I don't know." Qi Nannan replied. She really didn't know. After all, she slept until 9 a.m. every day and had never experienced overtime or anything like that.

"The team leader of Team 4 is here to see Dong Zhixun. I'll call him over to you."

The team leader of Group 4 is an old man, so he naturally recognizes the big boss.

"It has been rectified," he reported. "As soon as Dong Zhixun's incident came out yesterday, the laboratory issued rules and regulations."

"Oh?" Gao Feng was very happy. It seemed that Hu Jiaran was very efficient. "How did you rectify it?"

"It is to prohibit employees from engaging in strenuous exercise after get off work, such as playing basketball, running, etc." said the team leader of Group 4. "Dong Zhixun is a typical example. If he goes back to lie down and sleep after working overtime, he will not develop pneumothorax." .”

"anything else?"

"What else is there?" The team leader of Group 4 was stunned for a moment, "No more, I don't know about the others."

"What are you doing?" Li Youliang scolded Hu Jiaran, "Are you out of your mind?"

"What's wrong?" Hu Jiaran was confused. What did I do?

"Didn't you ask me to rectify the overtime work?" Li Youliang said speechlessly, "How did you rectify it?"

"I left it to Yue Penghui. I haven't asked for details yet," Hu Jiaran said, "What's wrong?"

"You'd better ask quickly." Li Gaofeng took the phone and said, "This is totally off the mark! What a nonsense!"

Hu Jiaran hurried to the laboratory, where the employees were doing experiments and looked peaceful and orderly.

"Penghui, didn't I ask you to make a rectification plan yesterday?"

"It's done." Yue Penghui handed over the documents confidently. In the past, there was no need to be so formal, but now that the company is getting bigger and bigger, everything must be done in a formal way. This is called leaving a mark.

Looking at the content on the document, Hu Jiaran was dumbfounded.

"Fuck!"

"Yue Penghui, your uncle, what are you doing!"

"It was Wang Liang's idea." Yue Penghui felt aggrieved after being scolded, "I originally wanted to shorten overtime hours, but Wang Liang said"

"Don't talk nonsense." Wang Liang said he would not take the blame, "I didn't say anything."

“After verification, it was found that employees were not allowed to engage in strenuous exercise after working overtime, which was completely false.

Liu Yuanqing, the leader of Group 4, spread false information privately without confirming the accuracy of the information, which caused serious adverse effects on the company.

After research, it was decided to give Liu Yuanqing a notice of criticism and deduct this week's salary. "

"Wang Liang, an employee in Group 2, played with his mobile phone during working hours. After the company's research and decision, he was fined 1000 yuan."

(End of this chapter)