"I haven't been here for a while. Your community hospital has really changed a lot."
After chatting for a while, Yun Heng and Qi Yaping accompanied Wang Weiping to visit the community hospital.
Wang Weiping still remembers that when he came here last year, there were only two or three doctors in the community hospital, including Yun Heng and others from Xihua Hospital and Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, so there were only seven or eight doctors. Now there are nearly forty doctors, plus nurses, and the hospital has really grown in scale.
Although the provincial departments and bureaus provided funding and support last year, it is really quite good that the original community hospital was transformed into this state in just half a year.
"Director Qi has been busy since last year."
Yun Heng spoke for Qi Yaping.
Dean Qi is quite good at wielding the hoe, and he has recruited quite a few people in the past six months.
"Well, Xiao Qi is still very capable."
Wang Weiping nodded.
"Director Wang!"
When several people reached the first floor, Qin Dajiang had just returned from the bathroom. Seeing Wang Weiping, he hurriedly greeted him.
"Who are you?"
Wang Weiping looked at Qin Dajiang and felt that he looked familiar. After a moment's pause, he remembered: "He used to work at the district hospital?"
"Director Qin previously served as the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department at the district hospital, and now he has also come to the community hospital."
Qi Yaping introduced to Wang Weiping.
Wang Weiping opened his mouth.
A community hospital poached the department director from a district hospital?
Why does it sound like a fairy tale?
Although the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Beiyang District Hospital was criticized by Qu Tongwen last year, it is, after all, a district-level hospital, Grade IIA.
No wonder when he met Yang Kaibin last time, Yang Kaibin felt quite aggrieved and said that the West Asia Community Hospital had gone a bit too far. At that time, Wang Weiping didn't quite understand what was going on. The director of the district hospital and the director of the community hospital were not on the same level at all. How could Yang Kaibin be bullied by Qi Yaping?
Now it seems that I was really bullied.
After a walk around, Wang Weiping was ready to say goodbye.
Since Qu Tongwen and Yue Anyun did not meet, and Qiao Haicheng had already left, there was no need for Wang Weiping to stay here.
"Xiao Qi, please send me another application in the next few days. I will talk to the staffing office and approve some beds and staffing for you."
As they walked, Wang Weiping spoke to Qi Yaping.
"Thank you, Director Wang."
Qi Yaping hurriedly expressed her gratitude.
"Work hard. Now that you have the funds, try to spend them effectively. Ten million is a lot, but it's not something you can spend easily. After this budget is completed, you won't receive any more financial subsidies from above within a year at most."
Wang Weiping explained.
At present, the West Asia Community Hospital is still in a state of loss. The previous 2 million yuan was mainly used by Qi Yaping for the decoration of the second floor and the purchase of some equipment. As the number of doctors and nurses in the community hospital increases, the salaries of employees still need to be subsidized from above.
As community hospitals expand, it is definitely not acceptable if they continue to suffer long-term losses.
"Don't worry, Director Wang, everything has actually started to improve at our community hospital this month."
Qi Yaping nodded.
"Okay, no need to send me off."
Wang Weiping waved his hand, and the items had already been delivered to his car.
"Director Wang, my car is still at the bureau."
Qi Yaping said.
Not only was she sending him off, she also had to use Wang Weiping's car to go back and ride her own electric scooter back.
Wang Weiping was stunned. He had actually forgotten about this.
......
"The old man who was sent to the emergency department two days ago turned out to be Qiao Haicheng, the chairman of Lincheng Haihui Group?"
"Yes, I knew at the time that it must be a big shot, but I didn't expect it to be Qiao Haicheng."
"I heard that Qiao Haicheng plans to donate 10 million to our community hospital because of Dr. Yun?"
In a short period of time, the news that Qiao Haicheng of Haihui Group planned to donate 10 million to the community hospital spread throughout the community hospital. The doctors and nurses in the community hospital were talking about this while having lunch.
"Ten million! I can't make that much money in my lifetime."
"Not even two lifetimes, let alone a lifetime."
"Everyone says that with this 10 million yuan, our community hospital's rating will definitely be fine, right?"
"Of course, our community hospital will definitely pass the rating this time. It just depends on what level it gets, Class A or Class B."
Ten million is far away from everyone. No matter how much money it is, it will not reach everyone's pocket. But the upgrading of community hospitals is closely related to everyone.
The elderly people who were originally working in the community hospital were fine. They were already in the community hospital, and even if they didn't get upgraded, they would have spent their entire lives in the community hospital. They had no choice. But some of the newcomers, especially Sun Shuang and others who followed Qin Dajiang from the Beiyang District Hospital, couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.
When Qiao Haicheng came to the community hospital, Haihui Group planned to donate 20 million yuan, 10 million yuan to the Third Municipal Hospital and 10 million yuan to the West Asia Community Hospital. A dedicated person had already communicated and negotiated with the leaders of the relevant departments.
By the afternoon, the news had spread to some places.
The first to receive the news was the Third Hospital.
Originally, the Third Hospital thought that Qiao Haicheng had only donated to their hospital, but they didn't expect that he had also donated to the West Asia Community Hospital.
"We are lucky to have followed Doctor Yun this time."
While eating, Feng Xingping and Tao Chaoyun sat together and talked about this matter.
"yes."
Tao Chaoyun nodded. "There are so many hospitals and so many patients in the country. Which hospital doesn't treat a few wealthy people? But how many hospitals are so generous?"
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