bantayden 91. Olive Branch
91. Olive Branch
In less than an hour, all the vegetative patients in Nanling City People's Hospital were awakened.
No one could believe that it was a young man from a township health center who accomplished this heaven-defying feat!
In the building of the inpatient department, there was already a lot of noise at this time.
The family members of the vegetative patients who came to hear the news were all crying and incoherent with excitement.
They surrounded the three of Chen Youcai and thanked them all the time.
On the contrary, Dean Wu and others, who are the owners of the hospital, were pushed aside and could only watch this scene helplessly.
"Doctor, my old man is living in the Affiliated Hospital of Southern Medical University, we will be transferred here immediately, please don't leave!"
Someone rushed forward in a hurry, looking at Chen Youcai with a look of urgency on his face.
"Hello, sir, we are from Nanling TV Station, do you have time to do an exclusive interview with us?"
An urban beauty with a press card hanging on her chest raised the microphone, approached Chen Youcai, and asked with a smile.
"Thank you, thank you, you are the benefactors who saved our family!"
More words came from the family members of those patients, and the three people surrounding Chen Youcai were unwilling to leave.
After arguing for a while, Chen Youcai, Sister Tao and Lao Song were all politely invited into the office by Dean Wu.
Accompanying them were the old doctors from the provincial hospital.
As for Dean Jiang and Director Jiang, they entered Dean Jiang's office back and forth while everyone was not paying attention.
"Uncle, you didn't see that old Song. Now that the villain has achieved his ambitions, he might have to hold his breath and deal with us!"
Director Jiang looked eagerly at Dean Jiang, who was smoking a suffocating cigarette, and spoke vigorously.
"...Jiang Ming, after you go back tonight, write a voluntary resignation letter."
Dean Jiang took two deep sips of the cigarette butt, then pressed it hard into the ashtray, and said without raising his head.
What, tell me to resign voluntarily? ? !
Director Jiang's eyes widened, his face turned pale, and he became anxious immediately: "Uncle, still, there is no need to do this, right?"
"Hmph, I'm going down the steps for you to maintain your last face."
Dean Jiang took a deep breath, squinted at his own nephew, and couldn't bear to say anything serious after all.
"Have you ever thought about what Song Ren will get after today's incident is spread?"
He stood up, walked over and patted Director Jiang's slightly trembling shoulder, and said earnestly, "Jiang Ming, you can't beat Song Ren, accept your fate."
"I don't accept it! He has been transferred to the Chenjia Village Health Center, why can he come back and make a comeback!"
Director Jiang grimaced and roared in a low voice, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"If you don't accept it, you have to accept it. Who told him to make that refreshing essence..."
"Don't say it's you, I'm afraid that old Dean Wu will have to confess Song Ren as his ancestor."
Dean Jiang's face was gloomy, and after he finished speaking, he didn't look at Director Jiang again, and pushed the door open to leave.
Only director Jiang with a livid face was left frozen in place, staring at his feet, motionless, like a clay sculpture.
At the same time, in the dean's office.
"Dean Wu, there are some things that should not be said by us people."
"But if you don't say it, it's really hard to calm down."
The female doctor was sitting on the sofa opposite Dean Wu, her face was full of distress
"Of course it's not our turn to intervene in the personnel management of your hospital."
She pointed to Lao Song who was sitting on the sofa diagonally opposite, and couldn't help but raise her voice a little: "But such a talent."
"Unexpectedly, you were suppressed to work in a township hospital!"
"The pearl is covered with dust, it's just the pearl covered with dust!"
Sweat dripped from Dean Wu's forehead, and he nodded in agreement with a wry smile.
"That's right, your hospital doesn't want him, so you can send him to our hospital!"
Another old male doctor snorted and muttered rather dissatisfied.
"..."
Dean Wu smiled bitterly again, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
"Doctor Song Ren, would you like to work in the Provincial People's Hospital?"
"Don't worry, as long as you agree, we can jointly apply to the dean to make an exception and transfer you there."
After a male doctor wearing reading glasses solemnly finished speaking, everyone else in the office immediately looked at Lao Song eagerly.
This is... an olive branch extended by the Provincial People's Hospital!
"Thank you, thank you for your kindness, I appreciate it."
Even though his skin is thick enough, Lao Song is still blushing like a monkey's butt at this moment, secretly complaining in his heart.
Chen Youcai, Chen Youcai, you have brought me into the pit...
That refreshing dew has nothing to do with his old Song at all, let alone research and development.
Now these old doctors in the People's Hospital of the provincial capital are exuding goodwill towards themselves.
It's just the bottle of refreshing dew that he's fancy.
If he really had the cheek to agree, and take advantage of this, he would definitely show his feet in the future.
Therefore, Lao Song took a look at Chen Youcai, then smiled coquettishly, and politely declined the kindness of those old doctors.
"Everyone, Dr. Song Ren and I are old colleagues. He used to be the first surgeon in the neurology department of our hospital."
Dean Wu smiled and said cheerfully: "The reason why Lao Song was transferred away was actually because of some mistakes in his work."
"It's not that our hospital doesn't cherish talents."
"But now Lao Song has developed the medicine himself, and awakened Xu Xiaojian, which can be regarded as making up for the previous mistakes."
"I believe he will be very happy to return to his original unit to work."
After finishing speaking, Dean Wu looked eagerly at Lao Song, and asked with a smile, "Old Song, do you think so?"
"I……"
Lao Song's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help feeling a little moved.
He was naturally unwilling to be sent to the township hospital for so many years.
Who wouldn't be happy to be invited back by Dean Wu now?
However, Lao Song hesitated for a while, still gritted his teeth and shook his head.
"Thank you, Dean Wu, for your kindness. I'm used to the working environment in the hospital, and I don't want to leave again."
"Old Song, don't rush to refuse!"
"Yeah, what a chance, are you stupid?"
Both Chen Youcai and Sister Tao were a little dumbfounded, and they immediately spoke in low voices to persuade them.
"Doctor Song Ren, are you really unwilling to come back and continue working?"
Dean Wu was also stunned, thinking that Lao Song had resentment in his heart and hadn't vented it, so he was venting his anger on himself.
He pondered for a while, and immediately said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, the hospital will definitely investigate the matter of your transfer back then and give you justice."
The implication is, of course, to help Lao Song vent his anger.
"No, Dean Wu, you misunderstood."
"I just think that in the relatively leisurely working environment of the hospital, it may be... er, it may be more conducive to my research and development of Moisturizing Lotion."
Lao Song bit the bullet, and said with an embarrassed smile: "You also know that a drug will eventually come out, and it needs a lot of perfect links."
There is nothing wrong with this reason, Dean Wu sighed, seeing that Lao Song's attitude was surprisingly firm, naturally he couldn't say anything more.
After sending the group out of the office, Dean Wu took a deep look at Lao Song and said, "If you figure it out, you must contact me as soon as possible."
Lao Song smiled, nodded, and immediately bid farewell to the group of old doctors who were sighing.
Downstairs, out of the gate of the People's Hospital, there are people who pay attention or admiration or amazement along the way.
This made old Song Rumang feel very guilty.
"Don't go back tonight, stay at my house, and drive back to the hospital tomorrow morning."
After the commotion, it was already around [-]:[-] pm, and the shuttle buses in the city had been suspended.
Lao Song walked Chen Youcai and Sister Tao along the side of the street, feeling a little dizzy.
I always feel that everything that happened today is unrealistic like a dream.
After stopping a taxi, Lao Song reported the address of a community, and the three of them got into the car and headed all the way to Lao Song's home in Nanling City.
The community is located in the west of the city. It probably used to be a dormitory for employees. It looks a little old.
He took the two of them upstairs and took out the key to open the door. The house was empty and there was no one there.
"My daughter-in-law is on a business trip, and my child is going to college in other places, so don't be restrained."
After changing his slippers, Lao Song slumped down on the old sofa in the living room and let out a long sigh.
"Chen Youcai, tell me, boy, where did you get that bottle of refreshing dew?"
The tense heartstrings were finally relaxed, and Lao Song felt weak all over, wishing he could just lie down like this.
Lazily taking out the cigarette case, he lit a cigarette and held it in the corner of his mouth.
Then he narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Chen Youcai who was sitting across from him.