Ma Fengjuan looked at the transfer application in her hand and tapped her fingers rhythmically on the table.
Jiang Mengxue sat across the table with a relaxed expression, not a bit nervous.
It is impossible for the hospital not to support the decision made by the higher-ups, so someone must fill these two positions.
As she is a newcomer to the hospital and has taken the initiative to apply, the hospital is very likely to agree.
The director is reluctant to demote an experienced old doctor.
Ma Fengjuan found it difficult to understand Jiang Mengxue. As a medical student who just graduated this year, shouldn't she want to make a difference in the hospital and achieve her career goals?
Moreover, the health promotion plan she proposed this time was adopted by the higher authorities. If the results are good, the hospital may arrange training for rural doctors every year and promote health knowledge. As the proposer of the plan, Jiang Mengxue's future career will be extremely smooth.
Getting a promotion and a raise are easy. As long as you have an appointment with your superiors, do you still need to worry about your future?
"What are you thinking? We only have two young doctors in our department, you and Xie Sheng. Xie Sheng asked for a transfer to another hospital, and now you're applying for a downgrade. What's going on? Is our department really short of room?"
Ma Fengjuan was a little annoyed. Why couldn't one or two people stay in her department? Could it be that her management skills were really poor?
Jiang Mengxue's expression didn't change much, and she spoke in a calm voice.
"Director Ma, this is the result of careful consideration. You have seen my condition today. Due to my physical condition, I may not be able to do high-intensity work.
And you know my husband's job, and my parents-in-law are not in their hometown, so I may have to take care of the child by myself in the future.
I also don’t want him to be without his father’s company, and even his mother to be busy with work.
I thought I could spend more time with my child until he was at least three years old. My husband and I will be living apart for a long time, so we are destined not to have many children."
As he spoke, his expression became lonely.
But I was wondering if Director Ma believed it. What she just said was already pitiful enough.
Besides, there should be nothing wrong with what she said. The two of them have been separated for many years, and she is the only one who can take care of the child as the mother.
Director Ma shouldn’t be so unkind, right?
Ma Fengjuan didn't know what to say. As a soldier's family member, Jiang Mengxue should indeed be treated preferentially. Besides, the request she made was not preferential treatment at all.
The father is a soldier defending the country and cannot accompany his child all year round, and she also wants to tie the child's mother to work in the hospital. She is a vicious character no matter how you look at it.
"Alas! I can only leave this application to the dean to decide. I can't make the final decision on this matter yet."
There are so many departments and doctors in the hospital, and it’s important to consider who to choose and how long they’ll stay.
Jiang Mengxue was not disappointed. She had thought of this result before coming here, and the hospital would definitely need time to make a decision.
"Okay, thank you, Director Ma. Please talk to the dean. I'm hoping someone can help me back home at the Feiyue Brigade. My parents can't help much, and I really can't handle it on my own."
Jiang Mengxue tried her best to describe her situation as difficult as possible, hoping that Director Ma would have some compassion and say something good for her so that her application could be approved sooner.
After Jiang Mengxue finished talking, she left. Director Ma was busy with work all day long, and she didn't want to stay and disturb him any further.
Jiang Mengxue just happened to walk to the door of the bookstore and suddenly remembered that she had not seen the manual since it was published. She wondered how it was selling.
When I walked into the bookstore, I found it was not a big shop and the bookshelves were placed together, making it look very crowded. There were even books in boxes on the floor.
The person guarding the counter was a middle-aged man wearing glasses, who was looking down at something on the table.
Jiang Mengxue didn't bother to look around. There were all kinds of books neatly arranged on the bookshelf, and there were even many travelogues and paintings of little figures.
There is a long table by the window with several chairs in front of it. Someone is sitting there reading and taking notes.
Jiang Mengxue walked around for a long time but didn't see any medical books. She was not familiar with the place and didn't know where they were.
"Hello comrade, I don't know which shelf the medical books are on."
The middle-aged man pushed his glasses without looking up.
"The last row of bookshelves on the left is on the lower right side."
Jiang Mengxue was just about to turn around to look for it when she noticed several books placed under the glass counter, one of which was her hygiene brochure.
"Hello comrade, how much is this hygiene brochure over there?"
The middle-aged man looked up hesitantly when he heard the question, and took out a red booklet from under the counter.
"Eighteen cents a copy."
Jiang Mengxue opened it and saw that it was exactly the same as the one the publishing house gave her before.
Without reading any other books, I took out my money and bought one.
"Is anyone interested in buying this booklet?"
The staff were not impatient.
"We've sold more than a dozen copies in the few days since it was published."
Jiang Mengxue nodded and was not disappointed. Now no one knew about the existence of this thing. It was estimated that the dozen or so copies sold were bought by people who liked reading.
Jiang Mengxue walked while looking down at the booklet.
It looks completely different now than when I wrote it. It feels a bit strange and doesn’t seem like my own work.
"Comrade Jiang Mengxue?"
Jiang Mengxue looked up towards the source of the sound and saw a postman riding a bicycle on the opposite road.
Jiang Mengxue was puzzled. How could this person know her?
"Do you know me? What's going on?"
"Are you Comrade Jiang Mengxue? Here's a telegram and a letter for you. I was just about to send them home, and I didn't expect to meet you on the road by chance."
As he said this, he took out an envelope from his bag.
Qi Zhiqiang was deeply impressed by Jiang Mengxue, especially when she and Gu Qingbei went to the post office to pick up four large packages.
In the past few months, someone has been sending her money, showing that it is sent from the military region.
Those months were all Gu Qingbei's allowance. Although he was on a mission, he asked his comrades to send his allowance back home every month.
Jiang Mengxue took the two envelopes, wondering who would send her the telegram.
It couldn't be Gu Qingbei. They often met in the space and did write letters to cover up their tracks, but there was no need to send telegrams.
There was indeed a letter from Gu Qingbei. Jiang Mengxue opened the envelope while standing on the side of the road where no one was around.
It contained some information about his recent situation and some things that had happened recently. It also said that he had received the sweater and canned food he had sent him. It was a very ordinary letter from home.
Jiang Mengxue looked at another telegram, but unexpectedly it was sent by Gu Zhenhai.
Usually they would contact each other by letters, but Jiang Mengxue was afraid that something might have happened when they suddenly received a telegram, so she quickly opened it to check.
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