Divorce, ex-wife, doting

Bai Yanze returned to the ward, thinking that he would be discharged tomorrow. Nothing would happen today. He took a good nap and dreamed about the woman again. This time, he still couldn't see her face, only a vague sense of familiarity.

At the meeting of the hospital's board of directors, the director and the medical dispute group were discussing the medical dispute.

"From the data we've investigated, doctor Zhang's judgment is correct. This patient is indeed getting better and can choose to move to a general ward."

A seemingly large official said solemnly with a pile of data files in his hand.

"It's not my fault. My medical judgment is fine. It's that woman who's been fooling around!"

When doctor Zhang heard someone say something in his favor, he quickly picked it up and defended himself.

In fact, doctor Zhang had graduated from an ordinary medical school and then worked here as an intern. He had been working here for five years, so it seemed to everyone that doctor Zhang was not a greedy person, not a person who would be bribed.

Many of the doctors and nurses in the hospital were on doctor Zhang's side and were willing to speak for doctor Zhang.

"But the patient had an accident only after we transferred him to another ward, so our hospital's responsibility is very great, there is no doubt about that."

The dean had a straight face, and he did think that doctor Zhang was not that kind of person, but the fact was right in front of him, and he had to admit that the patient did appear in their hospital.

Patients in the hospital, after transferred to the general ward, due to the lack of equipment, resulting in death, which their hospital can not shirk the responsibility, so the hospital is also under great pressure.

Now the problem is very difficult. The family members of patients insist that it is our hospital's responsibility, but the patient's situation will suddenly deteriorate, which their doctors did not expect, so from a moral point of view, this is not entirely the responsibility of the doctor.

After all, doctors are not omnipotent, and there are always some special situations that they can not predict. Moreover, before the patient is transferred to the general ward, all the indicators have shown that they have become normal, so taking good care of him should not be life-threatening.

The board of directors was at loggerheads over the matter, and the meeting was not able to solve the problem in the end, so it dragged on.

Bai yanze had just woken up and was about to go to the bathroom when the door of the ward was pushed open.

He looked up and said, "Doctor Zhang, why are you here?"

Bai Yanze's tone was not too surprised, very calm, without a ripple.

"Tell you about that patient."

With that, doctor Zhang came in directly and sat in the chair. Bai Yanze had no choice but to go back to the hospital bed and sit down.

"Go ahead."

Bai Yanze didn't seem to like doctor Zhang very much. He didn't look down on him in his heart. Although what he did was not much different from what he did, Bai Yanze still didn't like him.

"You don't seem to welcome me with that attitude. Forget it, I'll just say it. It's best not to let a third person know about our relationship. You should know."

Of course, he knew that if others knew that he had received his own tip, he probably wouldn't be able to become a doctor, and he might have to find another job.

"If there's nothing else, doctor Zhang, please go ahead. I have something else to do."

Bai Yanze was very cold.

However, their conversation was overheard by the head nurse who was passing by outside. She originally wanted to see how Bai Yanze was recovering and prepare to discharge him in advance. After all, the ward was a little nervous, and he was not occupied like this. In the end, she saw that doctor Zhang seemed to say something to bai yanze inside, so she leaned on her ear to listen.

What happened between them? Was there really something going on between them?

She thought about it. It seemed that doctor Zhang was in a hurry when he transferred the patient to another ward. There were no excessive formalities, so she asked someone to do it directly. At that time, because the patient's situation was not urgent, the hospital did not interfere too much.

Now it seems that there really is something wrong between them.

Usually, the head nurse had more contact with doctor Zhang, and the relationship was normal. She only talked too much when necessary and didn't communicate too much, so she didn't have any special feelings for doctor Zhang. She just looked at this matter with the relationship of ordinary people.

She thought about it and felt that it was necessary to tell the dean about it, or else it might not be handled well.

Then, doctor Zhang was called to the dean's office.

"What's your relationship with Mr. Bai?"

The dean was very direct. He asked doctor Zhang to sit down and started the topic.

"How am I related to him?"

Then he smiled, indicating the ridiculousness of the dean's words.

"Doctor Zhang, I know what's going on with you. If you don't tell me the truth, then this matter can't be handled well. This patient has always had a reason to make a scene in the hospital. It's not good for the hospital, you, or Mr. Bai's reputation."

"I really have nothing to do with him, dean. You should trust me!"

Doctor Zhang seemed to be very sincere and emotional, because he was afraid that the dean had already known the truth, but he still did not dare to say it.

"As a person? What does this have to do with who you are? I thought you were related and went through the back door. It seems like I was wrong. There's really nothing between you."

"But now it matters. You, took his bribe?"

The dean asked directly. Doctor Zhang was getting the point. He was nervous, his heart was racing, and his face was flushed. It was unnatural for him to tell a lie.

Seeing him like this, the dean also knew a thing or two.

"Doctor Zhang, I don't know if you have any difficulties or other situations. You're not usually this kind of person. If you have any difficulties, you can ask the hospital. We can help you as much as we can."

Doctor Zhang had already taken bribes from patients more than once, but he had no choice.

"Dean, I have no choice but to."

Doctor Zhang had always known that his behavior was immoral, but he really had no choice. He needed money because his daughter needed to see a doctor. Although he was working in a hospital, he knew that domestic hospitals could not cure his daughter's illness and had to go to the united states for treatment. He was only a doctor, and his salary was not very high, so he had no choice.

"Dean, it's my fault. You can discuss with the sensible how to deal with my situation. I have nothing to say. I admit my mistake, but I beg you not to fire me as a doctor."

Doctor Zhang told the dean about his family. "I'll try my best to help you."