Five Hundred and Twenty First, Lead the Team to Dinner

The latest website: Zhang Fan personally led the team to deliver things to the retired doctors and nurses. In the early years, the number of nurses and doctors was not as large as it is now. At that time, almost all doctors and nurses had a number of employees. Later, the number of nurses was gradually tilted to doctors, and the number of nurses became rarer.

Because in the early years, doctors were all graduated from primary and secondary schools, and their education was similar to that of nurses. With the improvement of doctor's education, the nurse's education is developing slowly.

"Thank you, thank you Zhang Yuan for remembering us old fellows!" At the house of old Cui, a respiratory doctor, Zhang Fan led a large group of people to the door immediately.

"Director Cui, are the New Year's goods ready? I have brought a lot of people." Zhang Fan entered the door with a smile.

"Enough to eat, enough to eat, there are a lot of new year's goods." Old Cui's face was flushed, and his face was full of joy.

To be honest, once a person retires, he often yearns for the unit he was not very satisfied with when he was young. Maybe it is not the unit that he yearns for, but the youth.

Old Cuitou's sons and daughters brought tea and water to Zhang Fan and the others quickly, and Old Cuitou's wife had already started cooking.

In the past, old comrades like the chairman of the trade union went to the hospital to get something, just some vermicelli, and no one even entered the hospital outpatient clinic. Although Ouyang is very kind to Zhang Fan, in fact, this old lady is very cold-blooded. For these retired people, as long as they don't agree to re-employment, the old lady will definitely not recognize anyone when they go out.

But Zhang Fan is different.

So this time, the condolences to the old comrades were not formalized. Zhang Fan personally led the team, and the hospital leaders at home collectively came to the door. Cha Su is too f-ckingly lacking in background, and now Zhang Fan is starting to attract the attention of these old guys.

Old Cui held Zhang Fan's hand and sat down on the sofa, not letting go of Zhang Fan's hand. "The hospital is getting bigger and bigger now, and there are more and more patients. I really didn't expect you to come and see me in person, a bad old man."

"In the past, hospitals were difficult. As you know, if we don't develop, we will be beaten. The hospitals in Bird City are eyeing us and want to annex us. The European Academy is also a strong person. Even if a tooth is knocked out, it will be swallowed in the stomach. Not caring enough, this is a mistake in our work, no matter how difficult we are and how busy we are, can’t we find time to spare?

This is still not enough attention, the hospital has been upgraded now, are you happy? I am happy, but this is not the effort of our generation, but the achievement of your older generation. Without you laying such a good foundation for us, we would not be able to be promoted to a provincial hospital no matter how capable we are.

I didn't dare to come before,

I'm afraid you will ask me, what is the hospital like now, what can I say, is it still the same? No, I dare to come now, because I dare to tell you that we have maintained and expanded the land you conquered.

Director Cui, the relationship between tuberculosis and diabetes that you published back then, the hospital was unable to do so and had to hand over the topic to others. "

This is the unwillingness of old Cuitou all his life. People are very strange things. Some people pursue eating, drinking and having fun for a lifetime, while others pursue being famous and famous. This is what old Cuitou is like. Some doctors went to private hospitals in the south after retirement, but he refused to go, and even lost his temper with the private boss who came to invite him.

The family didn't understand him, and they didn't understand him. They could only say that he was a stubborn old man.

But Zhang Fan understood.

"Hey, I'm getting old, why mention this!" Old Cui's eyes were red. He didn't expect that the leaders of such a large-scale hospital would still think about the achievements he was most proud of and made him sad the most.

"We can't forget our roots. The people you brought out in the Respiratory Department are now pillars. Even Ye Jingjing, who loves money the most, is now a big boss in the department. They are all your disciples and grandchildren."

"Good! Good!" Old Cui was ten years younger by Zhang Fan's words.

Zhang Fan and the others didn't say hello in advance when they came, but it was almost Chinese New Year, and there were a lot of cooked food at home. After a while, the children of the family and the boss of old Cuitou set up a table with seven dishes and eight bowls.

"I have to eat at home today, otherwise my old Cui will be angry."

"Eat, I didn't think about going out on an empty stomach. Director Cui serves the wine, and Lao Chen and others will toast to Director Cui."

"Okay." As he said, Lao Chen took out Feitian Moutai.

"Drink at home, how can I let you drink." As he spoke, Old Cui took out two bottles of Moutai, the labels were yellowed, and it looked like it had been smoked.

"It was given to me by the district secretary back then. He had lung disease at the time, and I took good care of it. I didn't take it out when I married a girl and a wife. I'm happy today. The leader is here. Let's drink these two bottles of wine."

Old Cui was excited. How many years have you retired, and you are still being valued so much by the hospital leaders, can you not be excited?

The wife looked at her old man like a child, and secretly wiped away tears. It has been many years, and this stubborn old man has never been so happy today.

"Drink, don't leave until you finish drinking!"

Zhang Fan gave the order, and after a group of people sat down at the table, Old Cui said to the children: "You don't have any space today, you are serving tea and water today."

"Auntie has to take the seat. There was no auntie back then, and Director Cui probably didn't have such great achievements." Zhang Fan couldn't help but pull the old lady onto the stool.

The children in the family are also happy. Although they have no sons to follow their father's business, they understand Zhang Fan of Chasu Hospital, and this person is too powerful.

While eating, Zhang Fan asked, "Director Cui, how is your health these past few years?"

"Okay, exercise every day and read journals every day."

"Get angry with me every day!" His wife added.

"Haha, that's good, that's good! Physical health is the most important thing. Director Cui, I don't want to drink alcohol. Let Director Chen toast you. I heard that when he entered the hospital, you were already the director. ?”

"Oh, time flies, when I introduced him to someone, he refused to die."

"Ha ha!"

Everyone happily looked at Lao Chen with embarrassment.

Zhao Jingjin and the others looked at Zhang Fan and felt very special.

It was as if Zhang Fan in this city was like a star.

After finishing the three glasses of wine, Zhang Fan said to Old Cuitou's wife, "Auntie, I want to borrow someone from you!"

When Old Cui heard this, he sat up straight and looked at his wife. To be honest, he didn't take care of his family very much during the few years he was working. Although he has retired now, he is still in Cao Ying and his heart is in Han.

However, looking at his wife's gray hair, he couldn't speak.

"Borrow, borrow, borrow, take him away quickly, or you will quarrel with me every day. If there is too much salt and less vinegar, you will get angry three times after eating. How many times does the private boss come? He won't even let him in. Others come in. Hey, I was born to belong to you!"

"Haha, Auntie is really a hero. Give Auntie a toast!"

Old Cui was so excited that he wanted to clink glasses with the boss.

He didn't even ask about rehiring salary.

However, Zhang Fan had to say it.

"The private boss doesn't know how much he paid Director Cui. Although our hospital is not rich, we can't treat Director Cui badly. The monthly salary is 20,000 yuan. Other subsidies are the same as other comrades. Director Cui, what do you think?"

"It's too much. I never took so much money when I was working." Old Cui was not calm.

"Director Cui, you don't know, the hospital is rich now!" Juma Bek said with a smile on the side.

Lao Ju was thorny when he was young, that is, after SARS, he gradually became calm.

"Director Cui, will you be able to join the job after the next year?"

Zhang Fan asked a question.

"Hey, I'm an old doctor. I know that you are in need of people. The colder the weather, the busier the respiratory department. I will be able to join the job tomorrow. Let's schedule a shift!"

"Okay! This is the old comrade, this is our senior." Zhang Fan immediately asked Lao Chen to take out the contract.

Old Cuitou's wife saw it, yo, this is the door-to-door beggar, this dean is not simple!

After eating and drinking enough, Zhang Fan and the others put down their New Year's goods and went out. At Old Cuitou's house, Old Cuitou took out the stethoscope he had used for many years, wiped it with alcohol, and said to the stethoscope while wiping: "Old man, we are going to start busy again!"

"Next!"

"Hey, Dean Zhang!" Dr. Wang opened the door to take a look at Dr. Wang's house, hey, the hospital leader is here. Old Wang is wearing a tiger hat to play with his grandson.

Family by family.

Zhang Fan ran all the pillars of the year, as long as they were in good health, he was the same as Ouyang!

"Hurry up and bring the old with the new. We must not let go of this opportunity. They are all elderly people. Time is running out, and our time is running out."

This is the wealth of Cha Su Hospital, the wealth of decades.

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"This bastard is quicker than anyone else in learning crooked ways." When he heard that Zhang Fan led a team to invite people, Ouyang thought a little bit uncomfortable.

Because she also served as the dean, and during her tenure, she did not go there. So regarding Zhang Fan's growth, she was both gratified and angry at the same time, as if she had learned all her skills.

"My mother won't go to work this year. I will have my prickly pear brought home tomorrow!" Ouyang said to his wife.

My wife didn't seem to hear it. He knows Ouyang, and he can't sit still.

Why did the private hospitals spring up like mushrooms? Money is one aspect, and another aspect is that after a large number of grassroots hospitals became unsustainable, all the mature doctors of the year went to private hospitals.

It can be said that they were developed by absorbing the blood of public hospitals. In particular, a well-run private hospital, not one from the field, was set up by a group of doctors from public hospitals back then. Relying on newly graduated students, there are no doors, not more than one year, if two are killed a year, you will close the door.

Zhang Fan is not a person who waits and relies. When he heard that there were only two doctors on duty in the respiratory department, he began to think of a way.

How can this problem be solved quickly. The methods of the three assistants are not good methods, so we can only dig deeper into the background of Chasu Hospital.

In a day, Zhang Fan ate seven or eight meals, and he couldn't do without it. The old doctors were not happy if they didn't eat.

But the effect is good. There are many mature doctors in internal medicine now. With these old men, although they are not worth the night shift, as long as they are there, it is Dinghaishenzhen.