When he returned to the hospital, Ding Qiunan still hadn't come back.
"Hey, once you go out for a stroll, you forget about coming back!"
He shook his head, muttered something under his breath, and walked upstairs.
Dean Li
As he was walking upstairs with his head down, he suddenly sensed someone above him. Before he could even look, the person called out to him.
"Young man, Political Commissar Du, hello, hello! I really wanted to say you're a rare guest."
Li Chu took two steps forward and shook hands with the person standing there.
"Dean Li is criticizing me for not coming here enough, and I have to accept that. I will make a self-criticism at the democratic life meeting next month."
"That's a bit of an exaggeration, not worth it."
"Dean Li, do you have some time now?"
"Commissar Du, would you do me the honor of coming to my office for a chat?"
"That's perfect, I just happen to have something I'd like to ask Dean Li."
"please"
"Please go first, Dean Li!"
"Zhijun, pour Political Commissar Du a glass of water." Li Chu called out as he passed Zhao Zhijun's office.
"As far as I remember, the political commissar only drank plain water, right?"
"Dean Li's memory is indeed excellent!"
This was the first time Political Commissar Du had been to Li Chu's office. As soon as he entered, he frowned almost imperceptibly.
"Dean Li, isn't this office a bit too small for your current rank?"
It is indeed a bit small. According to his rank, Li Chu's current office should be a suite with a private small reception room.
However, his office was so small that only a desk could fit in the front half, with a curtain hanging in the middle, a single bed behind it, and a bookcase opposite the bed.
It's only about ten square meters in total. By normal standards, his current office could be arranged to be forty to fifty square meters.
Because of this, Director Qin from the logistics department has approached him countless times, and each time he has offered to change his office, he has been refused.
"Political Commissar, please sit down first."
After the two sat down, Li Chu finally spoke up, saying, "I'm basically not here all day, why would I need such a big one? Lao Qin offered to replace it for me, but I refused. I don't need it."
"Dean Li, this is the matter I wanted to discuss with you today."
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Is this some kind of exaggeration? It's just an office; do you really need to come all the way here to tell me this?
"What do you mean, Political Commissar? I can't refuse to move?"
"Not this one," Political Commissar Du said with a smile, waving his hand.
"Our new outpatient building, inpatient department, and administration building next door have all been completed."
"Yes, I know."
"What I mean is, you can't keep doing this after we move to the new administration building, otherwise it'll be difficult for the comrades below!"
"Hey, I thought you were talking about something else. When I move there, you'll just give me whatever you give me, and I'll use it. I'm not going to deliberately look for a small office; I'm just too lazy to move here."
"That's good, that's good!"
"Political Commissar, when are we moving over there?"
"After National Day this year, this whole area will be given to the medical school, because their space is really too small now."
"Oh right, I forgot to congratulate you, Political Commissar."
"What's there to congratulate me on? My current feelings can be described in eight words: extremely cautious and walking on thin ice. My superiors have entrusted me with such a huge task, and I feel a lot of pressure on my shoulders."
It was clear that Political Commissar Du was not faking his words; his expression was very solemn.
Being a leader, especially a good leader who wants to accomplish something, is never easy.
"Dean Li, I'll need your help a lot in the future!"
"Political Commissar, you're wrong. I'm just on secondment. I won't interfere in anything at our General Hospital. Things will remain the same as before."
Commissar Du was assigned to succeed Dean Shan, and the two things that gave him the biggest headache were the same two things.
One thing was how to achieve something, and the other was how to get along with Li Chu.
After all, Li Chu is too special. If he only enjoyed the treatment of a full-time position, it would be easier to say, but he is clearly a full-time position, which makes the top leader uncomfortable.
Most importantly, he frequently interacts with higher-ups, even having direct conversations with them. This would be awkward for any leader.
Dean Shan is too old to care about that.
Political Commissar Du has changed since taking office, which is why he came to see Li Chu today specifically to sound him out and get his future stance.
The Great Luo of All Worlds
So far, things seem to be going well. When the leaders at headquarters talked to him before, they also told him that Li Chu didn't care about that position at all.
"Dean Li, what you said is not right either. After all, you are still a member of the leadership team. You still need to be involved in the affairs of our hospital, and we need your advice and help!"
“Political Commissar, I’m telling you the truth. It’s the same as when Dean Shan was here. Now that you’re here, it will be exactly the same.”
"Phew..." Political Commissar Du secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He'd be grateful if things could stay the same as before.
Li Chu secretly smiled bitterly to himself; he was genuinely not interested in this position.
If he were to become the dean, he would probably have no time for himself and would be extremely busy.
This is something that the higher-ups have also considered.
Therefore, as compensation, he was given a full-time position.
Having achieved their purpose for the day, the two began chatting about all sorts of things.
Only then did Li Chu realize that before this Political Commissar Du came up, he had actually served as the director of a hospital in a field army unit.
Only then did Political Commissar Du realize that the emergency department model, which was the first of its kind in the country in the 1960s, was actually proposed by the person in front of him.
When the topic of emergency medicine came up, Li Chu couldn't help but think of ambulances again.
Although hospitals now have emergency departments, 99% of hospitals nationwide do not have ambulances, or more specifically, vehicles that can transport patients.
Even if one or two hospitals occasionally have vehicles, like their main hospital, what kind of vehicles are they? Big trucks.
Those things are alright in the summer, but in the winter, being in the truck bed in Beijing's temperature, even a patient who wasn't seriously ill would probably freeze pretty badly after being transported all the way here.
Moreover, the vehicle is too high, making it very troublesome to lift the patient up, and there's a risk of them falling and getting seriously injured.
Thinking of this, Li Chu ignored Political Commissar Du and picked up a pen, grabbed a sheet of white paper, and started drawing on it.
Seeing that he had been silent for a long time and was thinking about something, Political Commissar Du, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly picked up a pen and paper and started drawing. He leaned over to watch with great interest.
With a few quick strokes, a car that looked very strange in Commissar Du's eyes appeared on the paper.
I won't go into the style, but it is indeed drawn very realistically.
"Dean Li, is this a car you've drawn?"
"right"
"But why does this car look so strange?"
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