Compared with big cities, bajingzi township has a slow and lazy rhythm.

    Section chief Duan leisurely finished his breakfast and recalled the spirit of the hospital weekly meeting yesterday.

    Traditional Chinese medicine hospital is a small hospital with a second-class name. The hospital weekly meeting is for everyone to sit together and chat and quarrel.

    The meeting was not long. The president was also the director of urology. He received an emergency call halfway and hurried to have an operation.

    There are some small differences with the structure of hospitals in the city. The president of bajingzi township is not a simple administrative leader, but also does clinical business part-time.

    There are not many people like section chief Duan who live in peace and contentment, mainly because he can''t see a doctor.

    The hospital is small, the income is small, and you can''t live without a part-time job. It looks very beautiful. In fact, there is nothing in face and inside.

    Before leaving, director Zhou said the topic of the meeting - strengthening clinical safety operation and what safety and quality month activities are there.

    In fact, section chief Duan doesn''t recognize these activities at all. They are all kinds of moths made by the idle and uncomfortable group of people. Safety quality month? Just pay attention to safety this month?

    Section chief Duan has no special requirements for authority. The only thing he wants to do is retire smoothly. Wait for your son to find a daughter-in-law and have a good grandson. As for what shit safety quality month, director Zhou doesn''t take it to heart, and section chief Duan naturally won''t take it to heart.

    Go to the clinic and take care of the doctors? When you meet some old directors with bad temper, you can''t be scolded. Section chief Duan doesn''t want to be boring.

    Make do with it, section chief Duan thought. Send out the documents, and then go around occasionally. At the end of the summary, we should mention President Zhou''s first Department of foreign studies. Huahua sedan chair people carry people. If you don''t offend people, you''d better make your immediate boss happier. That''s perfect.

    As for safety... It''s like what serious diseases can be seen in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals.

    Although the section chief knows what to do, it''s a little annoying to think of doing so many things for no reason. At work, it''s so comfortable to touch fish, drink tea and brush the news.

    Fishing is much better now than twenty years ago. At that time, almost all a newspaper could be memorized. Now countless information is exploding into my mind.

    Section chief Duan came to the corridor of the medical section with his back to his hands and glanced at the large office of the medical section before going to his office.

    The cold figure in dark glasses sat obliquely in the chair. It''s a little flattering to say that he''s sitting. To be exact, he should be paralyzed in a chair.

    When he was young, how could he have salted fish more than himself? Section chief Duan nagged in his heart. Then he remembered something and walked in with a smile on his face.

    "Xiao Wu, you''re here early." section chief greeted with a smile.

    Wu Mian''s head seemed to nod, but he didn''t seem to move.

    "Section chief Duan, good morning," said the girl sitting on the sofa with a sunny smile and stood up politely.

    Section chief Duan found it interesting that Wu Mian''s airs were so big that he didn''t bother to say anything and brought a spokesman.

    Tut tut.

    "Dr. Chu, good morning." section chief Duan was not angry. He looked away from Wu Mian''s sunglasses, looked at Chu Zhixi with a kind smile and said, "what about reading professional books?"

    "No, look at the trisomy."

    "What?"

    "Oh, it''s a science fiction novel. It''s very well written." Chu Zhixi smiled.

    What the hell''s the name of the novel? Section chief Duan turned the topic aside and said, "yesterday, the hospital held a weekly meeting. President Zhou said it was a safety and quality month. Xiao Wu, do you have time?"

    Wu Mian is still languidly paralyzed in his chair. He looks out of the window and doesn''t seem to hear the words of section chief Duan.

    "Section chief Duan, do you want to issue documents? Let me do it. I got this when I was in Xiehe. All the documents are in the mailbox and can be downloaded." Chu Zhixi said.

    Xiehe... Section chief Duan sighed in his heart.

    That''s the existence of high mountains in the domestic medical industry, but the Xiehe set is used in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Bajing township. I''m afraid President Zhou can''t stand it.

    Can it be the same with a professional background and a wild way.

    "Dr. Chu..."

    Section chief Duan began to think about how to make things clear, but Wu Mian couldn''t think he looked down on him, but Wu Mian interrupted him after only three words.

    "Xiao Xi, don''t go down. It''s meaningless."

    "Huh?"

    "Traditional Chinese medicine hospital, or bajingzi Township traditional Chinese medicine hospital, everyone is used to it. No one can do that set of rules and regulations." Wu Mian said gently, "section chief Duan, the documents are troublesome to you. How to make them look good? You can do it. I''ll go to the clinic with Xiaoxi later and report what I have to do."

    This is really clean! Section chief Duan nodded slightly, turned around with his hands on his back and went opposite. Before I came to my office, I smelled the smell of the toilet.

    "Brother, do you mean that grass-roots hospitals are not standardized?"

    "Just walk around and see." Wu Mian said, "these are all villagers. They are too formal to get along."

    "How possible!"

    "Ha ha." Wu Mian''s expression was cold, ha ha, with endless ridicule. This is a habit. Then he seemed to feel something wrong, so he said, "there are rules in one place. It''s human to see a doctor here. The emperor and the devil are different."

    Then he stood up from his chair, "go, I''ll show you."

    Chu Zhixi combed her horse''s tail today. The horse''s tail was light. She put her bookmark in the book and followed Wu Mian with curiosity on her face.

    Wu Mian did not wear white clothes, but still wore Khaki windbreaker, sunglasses and black sheepskin gloves. Chu Zhixi, who was not an employee of the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, was wearing a white suit and followed Wu Mian with a pair of horsetails.

    All the way to the emergency department, it was very quiet. It didn''t look like the emergency department in Chu Zhixi''s memory.

    The nurse at the guidance desk is lowering her head. It seems that she should be brushing her mobile phone.

    Wu Mian didn''t care. He walked in and came to the emergency department.

    The visiting doctors in the emergency department of traditional Chinese medicine hospital are only internal medicine. If there are trauma patients, the doctor on duty will call the surgical ward and someone from above will deal with them.

    After all, we can only deal with some simple trauma here. If it is too serious, it will be sent directly to the provincial capital. Villagers know the level of traditional Chinese medicine hospital. If there is no money and the injury is still serious, take it to the county hospital. Anyway, it won''t be treated here.

    "Doctor, let''s go back." several men came out of the emergency observation room and said politely to the doctor on duty.

    "Well, I''m sorry for the change. It''s probably just these days," said the doctor on duty. "Go back and make good preparations for the future, so that the old man can go away."