The patient was wheeled into the ward.
While walking on the road, Xie Wanying picked up the ringing cell phone. It was Senior He calling.
"Xie Wanying, you put the suggestions that Teacher Tao asked you to write in a zipper bag, right?" He Guangyou asked, obviously helping Tao Zhijie to get something.
"Yes." Xie Wanying nodded and asked, "Teacher, are you going to the meeting?"
It is said that the teachers will attend an important meeting in the administration building tonight.
"Yes. Teacher Tao may need your file tonight. But he didn't have time to read what you wrote today, so I'll deliver it to him first." He Guangyou said as he picked up the briefcase from Tao Zhijie's car. After checking that everything inside was correct, he went to the hospital's administrative building.
"Is there going to be a meeting in the hospital?" asked the night shift nurse who overheard.
Xie Wanying put down the phone: "Yes."
"So, we need to be extra careful tonight. Maybe hospital leaders will come to inspect us at night," thought the nurse.
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Xie Wanying had no idea which hospital leader held the meeting or what kind of meeting it was.
Inside the administrative building, the door of the largest conference room was opened.
The doctors who received the notice came in one after another according to the time agreed upon by the phone. There were about sixty or seventy people in total, filling almost all the seats.
Dean Wu had something to do in the afternoon and came late, causing the meeting to be delayed for more than an hour. After coming in, he said to all the doctors: "Sorry, sorry, I'm late. Have you had dinner?"
"I have eaten, Dean. Have you eaten?" Zhao Huaming expressed his concern for Dean Wu on behalf of his colleagues present.
"I ate it on the way." After answering, Director Wu said to the senior colleagues who had come with great effort, "Thank you for coming back to the hospital at night. You guys are too busy to attend the meeting during the day."
"We understand, Dean. We went through the same thing when we were young." Zhao Huaming and others said with a smile.
Section Chief Yang helped pull out a chair and Dean Wu sat down. This special meeting tonight was about to begin.
A few big words were displayed on the curtain of the conference room: Discussion of death cases.
The doctors present had already known the situation when they received the invitation, and they all looked a little heavy-hearted. Many people looked at Tao Zhijie, remembering that Tao Zhijie was the attending physician of the deceased patient. Time passed quickly, and the attending physician at that time is now an associate professor in charge of his own work.
Tao Zhijie borrowed the patient's archived medical records from the hospital's medical records room and handed them over to Director Wu after sorting them out.
Dean Wu gently placed his hand on Teacher Zhang's thick stack of medical records, and his mood was as solemn as everyone else's.
Section Chief Yang opened the lid of his cup and poured tea into it.
Dean Wu cleared his throat, glanced at the tea in his mouth and found he had no interest in drinking it. He looked at all the doctors present and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.
All the people who came tonight were the backbones and elites of various departments of the hospital. Four years ago, these elites were also the veterans in medical treatment. Everyone absolutely tried their best, and it can be said that they tried their best and used all the strength of the hospital.
There was also a discussion on the death case four years ago. At that time, everyone said everything they needed to say, and most people reached a consensus. Only then was the final record of the discussion on the death case placed in the patient's medical record, which was the final conclusion.
Now you suddenly bring up the medical records again? What can you say?
Everyone is very confused.
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