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The day after Song Xi came back, the hospital held a meeting. The directors and deputy directors of all departments and departments were all present. The directors outside the heart were not there. Representative Ding Huiqin attended, and she brought Song Xi with him.

Song Xi just didn't know it was the whole hospital meeting, but when he arrived in the conference room, he saw all the faces of the old seniors and couldn't help but whispered to Ding Huiqin, "Director Ding, what's the situation?"

Ding Huiqin whispered: "I'll know in a while."

Song Xi sat next to Ding Huiqin and looked around, counting her youngest.

Not long after the dean and the deputy dean opened the door, the meeting was officially started when the two were seated.

The dean took the lead and said: "Everyone is very busy, and surgery is scheduled later. I won't delay everyone too much time. To make a long story short."

"I believe everyone here has heard that the hospital has just received medical donations from Haiwei Group to subsidize patients with family difficulties. This charitable donation is 30 million, plus Haiwei did not want to disclose before. Ten million donations, a total of 40 million. For our hospital, it is not only timely rain, but more importantly, it benefits the people. Therefore, after discussing with Haiwei’s representatives, the hospital will deduct the introduction of new equipment and drugs. It was decided to allocate 25 million of the funds to the departments and departments below, so as to truly spend every penny on the blade, so that those who really need this money can enjoy our hospital and the sea. The help provided by Wei."

The people on both sides of the long table nod frequently. Some of them are indeed for the sake of the patients, but there are also ‘businessmen’ in the robe of a doctor. They are quickly calculating how much they can get in the department.

Anyone who stays in the hospital for a long time knows that the money distributed to the following in the hospital is like the royal food sent to the local by the ancient country. If you think, you can keep a little.

The number of stays depends on how many were dispatched, so after the dean said these words, everyone had their ears erected and their nerves stretched, as if they were in a state of preparation.

The deputy dean held a piece of paper in his hand and moved the microphone to his mouth. He followed the dean's words and said, "Next, I will announce the funds allocated by each department."

"Hepatobiliary surgery, one million; Urology, one million; Cardiovascular medicine, one million; Neurology, surgery, totaling 1.5 million; Gastroenterology..."

With the words of the deputy dean, the faces of the directors and deputy directors of most departments are fairly normal. After all, they are fair and everyone is divided equally. And for major subjects such as nerves, a total of 1.5 million yuan was given internally and externally. If you say it is too much, it is not too much. The persons in charge of the two departments are waiting to hear the allocation of other major disciplines. Both are 1.5 million, so there is nothing to refute.

Xiehe is a top public hospital in China, with dozens of departments in the hospital. Just as everyone was thinking that it would be impartial, the vice president said with the same tone: "Cardiothoracic surgery, five million."

When the voice fell, there was a quick response to look directly at the deputy dean. Some people responded slowly. When the deputy dean read the next department, he made a questioning voice: "How much?"

The deputy dean raised his eyes slightly and repeated, "Cardiothoracic surgery, five million."

This time, it was clear that everyone heard it sincerely, except for Ding Huiqin and Song Xi, who were all agitated.

Someone immediately asked: "Why is there so much outside of my heart?"

The dean raised his hand and made a motion to keep quiet, "Let the deputy dean finish the payment of each department first."

Everyone endured the strong dissatisfaction in their hearts. Although they didn't speak any more, they all looked stinky as if the operation had failed.

There is a huge difference between one million and five million. Even some old professors who are not trying to fish for oil and water, but are only responsible for the patients, are not happy in their hearts.

And this emotion was completely pushed to the peak by the last sentence of the deputy dean.

The deputy dean said: "Besides, the departments that I haven't read have shared the remaining one million."

There are still seven or eight departments that have not been read. The person in charge of these departments was immediately unhappy when he heard the words, and one or two repeatedly raised questions and expressed dissatisfaction.

The scene was a bit chaotic for a while, and the heads of other major departments were also questioning the unfairness of the distribution.

Song Xiduan sat in place, seemingly motionless like a bell, but his heart was turbulent.

She is a confidant, but she is young, and there are directors and deputy directors at heart and chest, usually this kind of meeting is not available for her to attend, so she is the first time she encounters this kind of scene, obviously all are a group of highly educated intellectuals , But in the face of money, one by one looks like a grandfather and aunt arguing for three melons and two dates in a vegetable market.

Silently lowering his gaze, Song Xi couldn't be more clear in her heart, why she had five million in her heart.

Everyone turned into a pot of porridge, and in the end it was the director who spoke out before temporarily suppressing it.

"Let me explain why the 25 million charity fund has 5 million in the heart, while many other departments have to split 1 million."

"At first, Haiwei funded our hospital with 10 million yuan, and did not specify which department the money should be used for. At that time, there was a congenital patient who was only six years old and his family was very poor. He died of illness, only his father took it alone."

"He met all the funding conditions of the Haiwei Fund, so Dr. Song, who was out of mind, used the charity money donated by Haiwei to perform an operation on this young patient. The postoperative condition was very good. This attracted the Haiwei Group to want Increase donations and specify that the bulk of the money will be used for extracardiac surgery."

"As for the other departments to divide one million equally, the directors and deputy directors of each department should not be dissatisfied. They feel that the hospital is unfair. Everyone is a sensible person, such as the pharmacy, preventive health care, and rehabilitation physiotherapy departments. I will give you one million for each subject individually. What do you think of Haiwei Group?"

The heads of the departments who were named, each looked away, and couldn't say anything.

As for the heads of other major departments, they all looked like they were all dumb eating Coptis, because the dean’s words were beautiful. If translated, Haiwei gave the money, Haiwei had the final say, and refused to accept the people who asked Haiwei to go. .

He blamed Haiwei, and Dean Jin Chan escaped his shell, and no one could fault it.

The deputy dean looked at everyone’s faces without a trace, and said at the right time: “Don’t have negative emotions. Think about it. It’s a great thing. It’s better to have funds than no funds. The dean, me and everyone are in the same mood. In the same way, all of us are for the sake of patients, and every penny is spent on patients."

"Let me talk about the charity fund managers in each department. After all, the money goes to each department, how to use it in the future, where to use it, the manager must make a detailed plan, and the hospital will discuss it with everyone. This is a laborious job, so I hope that the heads of the departments I named below can manage them with due diligence."