Seeing Su Yun's proud face, Zheng Ren smiled.
"Don't think about it. Every time the population surges, you will face a war. The dividends of the industrial revolution have been almost eaten. If there is no starry sea, people like you will work hard in clinical work and exhaust yourself to death. It would lead to a war to reduce the population."
"When an avalanche occurs, no snowflake is innocent." Su Yun continued.
"It's too far, and what you said is wrong." Zheng Ren said.
Su Yun obviously didn't want to go that far, and then said, "Don't think so much, just think about Xiao Shitou's illness quickly."
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Zheng Ren felt a headache when he thought of the little stone.
"From the doctor's point of view, every mistake is a matter of probability. From the patient's point of view, it is not a probability at all. Whether 20,000 people die or one person dies has happened 20,000 times... In short, this kind of thing If you think too much, you can easily go crazy." Su Yun did not joke this time, but said seriously.
Zheng Ren knew that after this guy experienced that incident, he must have thought about it a lot, and in the end he could only come to the conclusion not to think about it.
When the water is extremely clear, there are no fish; when people observe it, there are no disciples.
The truth was written in the book early on, and everyone knows it, but it is not easy to achieve the unity of knowledge and action.
Speaking of Xiao Shitou's situation, Zheng Ren gradually became more excited.
Zheng Ren was immersed in the accumulation of more professional data and all kinds of fantastic ideas.
After a full 4 hours, Ringer came back.
"Boss Zheng, that matter has been resolved overnight. The hospital and the patient's family reached a settlement 90 minutes ago. The first advance payment of 300,000 has arrived in the account, and the remaining money will arrive gradually within 3 months." Ringer returned. Report immediately afterwards.
"Yeah." This is in Zheng Ren's vision. As long as he calms down and thinks about it, with the efficiency of capital, smoothing out such a "little" matter is nothing at all.
As long as there are no large-scale realistic magic incidents like those in Europe and Asia where people lie on the operating table and ask for money after anesthesia, clinical medical accidents are not a problem and can be solved.
Heaving a long sigh, Zheng Ren knew that what Ye Qingqiu said was right. The wheel of history was rolling forward, and he couldn't stop it at all. He was just trying to use his arms as a cartwheel.
"Boss Zheng, let's go back." Lin Ge said with a smile.
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded.
After hearing his answer, Lin Ge's expression relaxed and he finally felt relieved. I'm really afraid that Boss Zheng will become inflated. If that happens, he won't be able to have fun.
There is a dark hole ahead, and there are countless ways of capital coveting this large piece of cake. Boss Zheng throws it in, and the rest is gone without even taking away the scum.
As they chatted all the way, Zheng Ren's mood quickly calmed down. He reflected on himself and found that it was indeed as Su Yun said that he had inflated.
For others, it may be a happy situation. But for the deceased, it is undoubtedly unfair.
But the family members all approved of the solution, and Zheng Ren had no reason to object. This was a matter of legal significance.
If you force yourself to do it, in Ye Qingqiu's words, it's not impossible, but in the end it's the inevitable outcome.
I really can't think about this kind of thing. I won't grow up if I think about it too much~~
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After returning home, Zheng Ren washed up and went to bed. Lying on the bed, entering the system space, I habitually sat by the small pond and looked at the little white fox on the other side.
I don’t know when it started, it has become a habit.
Just like that, the night passed, and Zheng Ren woke up with full energy, forgetting all the things he couldn't figure out. The beginning of a new day means new surgeries and new patients. Just do what you can. Who hasn’t been carried forward unconsciously by the tide of the times
When it comes time to rise to the top of the tide, you will find that you are even more helpless.
Going through ward rounds in the community hospital, handing over early in the morning, and doing surgeries. When he got busy, he forgot about those things, and Zheng Ren also became depressed.
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Director Zhou from Jinhai has been living a happy life recently, and his life after retirement is still very comfortable. But there are many people coming to him. After all, the old director of a well-known tertiary hospital has full experience and is a great figure wherever he is placed.
Unable to resist the persuasion, Director Zhou came to work in a private first-class hospital in Jinhai. Two days of outpatient service a week, a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan. For Director Zhou, he wanted to have fun during a two-day outpatient clinic, get a lot of money, and still have a job. It's not that I feel itchy all over because I don't work, it's mainly because I've gotten used to it over the years. I can't smell the disinfectant water or the disinfection smell of the ultraviolet lamp, and I feel uncomfortable, as if something is missing.
People have to be busy all the time, otherwise they will feel empty, lonely and cold.
It was originally an old community hospital. It was renamed Kanghua Hospital after being acquired by capital a few years ago.
The name was very ordinary, so Director Zhou didn't think much about it at the time, but he still signed a short-term contract out of caution. He planned to check the situation first. If he was too busy and tired, it wouldn't be worth it.
The pension is quite large, and Director Zhou is not short of money. Selling registered tickets, which seemed like gold to Dahuangya, was not worth mentioning to Director Zhou. What he had to pay attention to was not to be as tired as before when he went to work.
However, it is not busy here, and there are not many patients every day. After all, it is a newly opened hospital with little reputation. Even in the name of a retired expert, there will not be many patients coming for treatment.
Director Zhou knows all this.
In the middle of the night, Director Zhou was already asleep, but he was woken up by his cell phone. He glanced at it and saw that it was the phone number of the head nurse of the outpatient clinic, and was a little unhappy.
I should go to the rescue myself. What kind of surgery can Kanghua Hospital do? Is the circumcision damaged? The unhappy thoughts disappeared in an instant. It had been a long time since Director Zhou had been called up in the middle of the night to rescue the station, and he felt a familiar kindness towards this.
"Head nurse, what's wrong?" Director Zhou asked.
"Director Zhou, someone from the headquarters is here to supervise the work. You know about the obstetrics department..." the head nurse said with a sad face, "The matter has been solved, but the supervisor wants to talk about work matters, and our performance is not up to standard."
"Performance?" Director Zhou is very familiar with this word. He often mentioned it when he worked in a tertiary hospital, but the director would only yell at it, and the following directors would hum and agree.
Director Zhou is quite disgusted with this word and Smile Medical. It is not a company or a restaurant, so what is the performance
This is a private hospital, and it must make money. Director Zhou also understood it very well. He did not make irresponsible remarks based on his seniority, but nodded silently.
"There is still one hour left for the meeting. The director and head nurse will all go to the conference room." The head nurse said, "I'm sorry, Director Zhou, for having to trouble you so late."
The head nurse said it very politely.