As soon as Xu Zhiyi arrived at the hospital, he checked the wards and then went to the director's office.
Xu Zhiyi got permission from the dean to come in and see the political commissar in the office. Although Xu Zhiyi was a little confused, it saved her from running back and forth.
After Xu Zhiyi came in, she immediately told him that she wanted to help Old Man Zhang and donate money yesterday.
The dean thought for a moment and said, "Xiao Xu, your idea is great. But our hospital is short of money."
Now it doesn’t matter whether it’s a joke or not. Their military hospital is penniless anyway, and Xu Zhiyi can’t run away anyway, so why not just say it directly.
Xu Zhiyi had anticipated this outcome. He pulled an envelope from his pocket and handed it to the dean. "Dean, this is a small gift from me. Please give it to Old Man Zhang and the others on behalf of the hospital."
The dean was a little surprised. "Xiao Xu, what do you mean? Even if our hospital is broke, we can't let you donate it all by yourself. Besides, this good reputation has been given to us. If you don't like it, you can take it back."
Xu Zhiyi explained, "Director, since I am now a member of the hospital, I should make some contribution to the hospital. And if this matter is handed over to them in the name of the department, I am afraid that other departments will think too much, after all, other departments have not set this precedent.
If a few more patients come in who can't pay, will the other departments donate or not? If I take the lead, who knows what people outside will say.
So, Dean, it's best to speak on behalf of the hospital. Aortic dissection surgery is inherently dangerous, and this is our first successful case. We should take responsibility for the patient's recovery. This will attract more patients to our hospital, and our reputation will spread."
The dean looked at the envelope on the table. He really wanted to take it. After all, their hospital was really short of money. Moreover, this matter would only benefit their hospital, not harm it.
Donating money to patients in the name of the hospital can not only make patients grateful to the hospital, but also help Mr. Zhang recover better, which will allow their hospital to be among the top in terms of heart disease in the future.
Xu Zhiyi further explained, "Director, no matter where this money is used, the vast majority of it will go to our hospital. If you really feel embarrassed to accept it, then think of it as a bonus for our department and make the doctors under my command happy."
The dean looked at Xu Zhiyi and said, "Yes, Old Man Zhang and the others might use this money to pay for their hospitalization fees, so the money will eventually return to their hospital."
The dean nodded. "Okay, I'll accept it, but don't do this again next time. And when Mr. Zhang is discharged, I'll give each of you in the cardiothoracic surgery department a big red envelope to celebrate."
Xu Zhiyi smiled and said, "Okay, Dean."
The political commissar looked at Xu Zhiyi and thought to himself: Such a director is really good. Should I transfer Yufeng from general surgery to cardiothoracic surgery? It was another day when I wanted to transfer Yufeng from general surgery to cardiothoracic surgery.
A moment later, Xu Zhiyi returned to the cardiothoracic surgery department, and shortly after Xu Zhiyi returned, the dean and the political commissar also appeared in Old Man Zhang's ward.
The dean and the political commissar gave all the 100 yuan that Xu Zhiyi gave them to Old Man Zhang, and Qiangzi hurriedly refused.
The political commissar explained, "This is a small gift from our hospital. Please accept it for you and your father. It is also so that your father can concentrate on receiving the following treatment."
Qiangzi turned around and looked at Old Man Zhang, "No, I haven't thanked you for saving my father yet. You can take this money back. I don't want it."
The political commissar continued, "Please accept it. Your father's surgery is the first successful aortic dissection case in our hospital. We very much hope that your father can recover."
Old Man Zhang closed his eyes, nodded at Qiangzi, and said, "Qiangzi, please accept it. We must not let down the dean and the political commissar. We must take good care of our health to be worthy of them."
Qiangzi took the envelope and kept bowing to them in gratitude, saying, "Thank you, Dean. I really appreciate you so much."
This was his father's life-saving money, so how could he not be happy? He finally didn't have to borrow money from the villagers anymore.
The people in the brigade are all farmers and are not rich at all. He has been wanting to sell blood for the past few days... If it weren't for this money, he would have wanted to sell blood a long time ago.
Xu Zhiyi thought to himself: That’s great, I hope this 100 yuan can help them.
Of course, Xu Zhiyi was willing to donate money because she saw the scene that day. Qiangzi's love for his father was the reason she offered help. If it were anyone else, Xu Zhiyi wouldn't be so kind.
Soon after the director and the political commissar left the cardiothoracic surgery department, everyone in the hospital knew about it, and the hospital rewarded Mr. Zhang and his son with 100 yuan.
This is 100 yuan, the hospital is really lucky.
The hospital was worried that Old Man Zhang and Qiangzi would delay their future treatment and recovery, which would lead to the failure of the first aortic clamp surgery performed in their hospital.
In the blink of an eye, another week passed, and Old Man Zhang's condition became more and more stable. The cardiothoracic surgery department led by Xu Zhiyi became famous in the military hospital and even in the army. Even the aortic dissection operation made Xu Zhiyi and others famous in Shandong Province.
Now, whenever Xu Zhiyi is on her way to or from get off work or out shopping, people on the street will come up to her and say hello, saying things like: "Qin Zheng's wife is out, Director Xu is going to work..."
The same was true for Qin Zheng. People outside teased him, saying things like, "Chief of Staff Qin, your wife is amazing!" and "Qin Zheng, your wife is truly capable. She managed such a difficult surgery successfully. She's truly amazing." This made Qin Zheng increasingly fond of hanging out outside, and he became increasingly cocky.
This resulted in Xu Zhiyi being dragged by Qin Zheng to the beach for a walk every night after dinner, and only after listening to people outside praising her could Qin Zheng go back to rest.
Of course, in addition to the praise, there is also resentment, and this resentment comes from Xie Heng and Zhang Yumei.
After the aortic dissection surgery, Xie Heng felt a mixture of envy, resentment, and regret. He regretted listening to Zhang Yumei and letting her give up her job at the hospital. If she hadn't given up her job at the hospital, would she have been able to perform such a remarkable heart surgery? Now, he would be the one being praised.
What a joke, what a joke.
Perhaps in Xie Heng's mind, nurses could perform surgery. Perhaps in Xie Heng's mind, Zhang Yumei, the nurse who dispensed medication, was more capable than the doctor. Perhaps in Xie Heng's mind, even the instrument nurses in the operating room were inferior to Zhang Yumei.
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