In the chief's office of the Department of Science and Education, a person in white was reporting the situation to Chief Mao.
"Monitoring the clinical operation of the medical records, we found that the patient used a spring coil without the manufacturer's logo, violating clinical laws and regulations," the person said seriously as he held a copy of the operating case in his hand.
"Okay, got it." Chief Mao suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said lightly, "You may go."
The person bowed and turned to leave.
The Department of Science and Education was a good place. It was not busy, and there were all kinds of cash flow in hand. As for the medical record room, it was a particularly bad place.
Especially the 912's medical record room, it had to deal with hundreds of thousands of people copying medical records every day. It was a busy mess. Many patients did not bring all their documents, so they could not copy the medical records. In addition, they were patients from other places. Every day, they would always meet one or two people sitting on the ground crying and pointing at the staff of the medical record room and scolding them.
To be transferred from the medical record room to the Department of Science and Education, even if it was just a small staff member, was the dream of many people.
Chief Mao looked at the information in her hand and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
She was not stupid. She did not want to use this information to bring down a person who was in the limelight … F * ck, Zheng Ren was not a chief or a professor. He was nothing!
When Chief Mao realized this, he couldn't help but sigh.
He was just a clinical doctor. She could not kill him and had to carefully curry favor with him. This matter was strange no matter how she looked at it.
But there was nothing she could do.
In her hand was evidence that Zheng Ren did not know the depth and had violated the rules. If it was anyone else, they could directly revoke his doctor's license!
But now, she still had to use this document to sell him off. It was not enough to just sell him off. She also had to think about how the other party would accept this kindness.
What the f * ck was going on! Chief Mao cursed in her heart.
The country stipulated that the medical supplies used during the surgery had to have the manufacturer and various labels attached to the anesthesia nursing record during the surgery.
Zheng Ren was really bold. He used an unknown spring coil and did not have any documents. What was he thinking?
Chief Mao looked at the printed surgical records and various documents and gradually fell into a daze.
It was just a patient with a foreign body in the rectum. Using a spring coil? He was simply bewitched by the devil.
If it was anyone else, Chief Mao would definitely think that they were crazy about making money. As long as the medical supplies were expensive and the rebates were high, they would use it in one go, regardless of whether it was right or wrong.
However, Zheng Ren … was not short of money.
After interacting with Dr. Mehar for the past few days, Chief Mao had always had a sense of unreality.
More than twenty of the people who accompanied Dr. Mehar had paid the tuition fees to learn TIPS surgery.
Three hundred thousand USD per person. How dare they ask for it.
With just a change of hands, tens of millions of yuan would be in his hands. How was this making money? It was simply a money printing machine.
It would be difficult for him to earn this amount in his entire life even if he performed surgeries in the clinic day and night.
Moreover, there were no more than 500 people in the country who could earn this amount.
If it wasn't to earn money, was it to save lives?
Thinking of these words, the corners of Director Mao's mouth revealed a trace of a contemptuous smile. Medical treatment has been pushed into the market and has become a commodity.
In the business model, if the product did not seek to make money and only talked about ideals, they would have long gone bankrupt.
Cure a patient and save a patient? Impossible. There must be some kind of behavior pattern that he did not know about. Zheng Ren had discovered it and was secretly doing it.
Chief Mao once again confirmed that what he wanted to do was not to take down Zheng Ren but to find his weakness so that he would have scruples about himself.
There was no need to put on an awe-inspiring appearance. Everyone sat down and had a good talk. It would all be beneficial.
After thinking for a long time, Chief Mao picked up his phone and called one of his trusted subordinates.
"Little Cao, come to my office."
After a simple sentence, Chief Mao put down his phone.
Ten seconds later, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Chief Mao said.
A woman in her thirties walked in. She had big wavy curls. She was obviously very reserved and careful. After entering, she did not look around, as if she was afraid of seeing something that she should not see. She went straight to Chief Mao's desk, her waist slightly bent, and her face was respectful.
"Take a look at this information and then quietly go to the ward to find the patient's family to understand the situation," Chief Mao said.
Chief Cao carefully picked up the information and read it bit by bit.
"This is to protect Boss Zheng, not to target him." Director Mao wanted to make his smile more gentle and contagious.
Chief Cao nodded. The big wavy curls swayed like waves, making people dizzy.
"Just remember this," Chief Mao said. "Hurry up. Go find the information tonight and get it done tomorrow. I'll be at the office at seven o 'clock the day after tomorrow. I want a complete report."
Chief Cao groaned in his heart.
This kind of mission with only one intention was the most difficult. The leader did not even have a f * cking clue and just randomly ordered his subordinates to do it.
Basically, no matter what he did, it would not be good.
There was no goal, just a strict time limit … Forget it, he would be scolded the day after tomorrow, he thought dejectedly.
Chief Cao accepted the order and left. The more he thought about it, the more worried he became.
What identity should he use to go? An officer from the government? To understand the situation through clinical observation? He was afraid that he would only get the official explanation.
If he used a private identity and went in secret, it would be difficult to gain the trust of the patient's family.
What the f * ck!
Chief Cao cursed in his heart.
Forget it. The patient was from the gastrointestinal surgery department and was still in the ICU. He would pretend to be the patient's family to understand the situation.
The patient's family? No way! Chief Cao was the first to spit.
The leader was sick. He was dying. She had to go and take a look. Or did he have AIDS, syphilis, heart failure, liver failure, kidney failure …
She thought to herself.
However, she could not go now. The doctor was still working. If she really wandered outside the ICU, she might bump into someone.
Once she was exposed, the rest would be difficult.
Chief Cao weighed the pros and cons. In the end, he had to sacrifice his rest time and get ready to find out the situation.
An incompetent general would tire out a thousand soldiers.
All that talk about protecting Boss Zheng was bullsh * t. Chief Cao had heard about the confrontation at the hospital director's office that day.
Boss Zheng had made a fool out of him and he wanted revenge. What kind of person was he?
Although he cursed in his heart, Chief Cao knew very well who he was working for and who he relied on.
No matter how difficult it was, he had to do it.
She called home and asked her husband to pick up the child after work. Then, she sat in front of her desk and carefully thought about the main point of the matter and what kind of information the leader needed.
It must be blackmail. Protecting Boss Zheng? Why would he want to catch him? This was a routine. As a leader, he didn't want to appear too black-bellied and ruthless.
He had to do all the dirty work himself. This must not be wrong.
Chief Cao thought to herself.
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