What if it fails and the family goes crazy and refuses to acknowledge the consent form? What if the leader refuses to admit it and pretends that it has nothing to do with him for the sake of his reputation? It will still be Du Heng who suffers.

"Why do you do it? If you don't agree, no one will say you are wrong."

Du Heng paused and said, "Conscience."

"How much is conscience worth, just in case..."

"Brother Gong, I understand. Don't worry, I won't take action without guarantee. I'm not a saint."

After saying that, Du Heng put the consent form in front of Gong Daoyang, "Brother Gong, don't be left behind. Sign your name. With your signature as the police station director, no matter who has bad intentions, he will have to weigh it."

"What a boy, you actually took me into account."

This time, Gong Daoyang laughed and signed happily.

"Don't worry, go ahead and do it, Brother Gong will protect you."

"Thank you, Brother Gong."

Du Heng walked back with the consent form, and the two brothers signed their names very simply.

Now only one leader is left to sign.

There were many leaders present, but maybe only two people signed this, Lao Song and An Chunhui. Even if the big leader came to sign, it would be of no use.

Among the two people who can sign, the first choice must be Lao Song.

Lao Song had the heart to be a leader, but he did not have the consciousness and courage to lead.

It’s understandable to be happy with a great achievement and take credit for it.

But he is also a person who likes to push the envelope and has no responsibility or responsibility.

I only want rights and status, but not obligations and responsibilities.

In the short six days since he became acting dean, he has exposed his innermost character.

He wanted to steal Li Qingde's recommendation credit, exchange his favors for his credit, and also wanted to owe him favors. Today's meeting also had other purposes, tossing himself and Du Fei back and forth.

Li Qingde has been working in Zhonghu Town for five years, but he can't even deal with it for six days after he came to power.

Such a timid person who is afraid of taking responsibility is now asked to sign for the use of 200 grams of monkshood or even a larger amount of monkshood. Is he willing? Does he dare?

Regardless of whether he wants it or not, regardless of whether he dares or not, Du Heng must get his place back now.

For six days, I have been holding back a lot of fire.

So, Du Heng put the pen and paper in front of Lao Song, his expression serious and serious.

When he saw the paper and pen stretched out, as Du Heng expected, Lao Song panicked.

The big boss doesn’t understand the dangers and usage regulations of Fuzi, but he understands.

When aconite is used in small doses, if used improperly, patients will experience fever in the mouth, numbness all over the body, and some patients will feel nauseated, vomiting, and their breathing will be restricted. In patients with more severe symptoms, the pupils will dilate and the pulse will slow down.

The skin will also become cold and pale, which may lead to death.

Now we need to use 200 grams. If something goes wrong, the patient will definitely die.

He did not dare to leave his fortune and future to Du Heng. Although Du Heng's medical skills have made rapid progress in recent times, he has never used such a large dose of aconite.

Du Heng is too young and does not have any qualifications to trust him.

Although he works in administration, he still understands the basics after working in the health center for more than 20 years.

If he is cured, he will be praised at most, and he is not the protagonist. If the patient dies and the family members start a fight, his future will be over.

He dare not bear this responsibility.

"Xiao Du...I..."

Lao Song began to speak incoherently and looked sad. He looked at Du Heng and then at the leader, but he refused to take the paper and pen.

And what does the leader want?

He is a person who can do things well, and he is a person who can give himself face.

It doesn’t matter if you make a mistake, the important thing is to do it.

With so many people watching at the scene, Lao Song's actions made the leader feel embarrassed and humiliated, and his face was so gloomy that he was about to drip.

"Director An, is this the dean you elected?"

An Chunhui's face was very hot. He wanted to kill Lao Song on the spot.

"Director An, bring it here for me. I've signed this."

As soon as the leader said this, An Chunhui secretly thought that he was bad. He only thought about scolding Lao Song, but did not think about signing.

Cold sweat broke out on An Chunhui's forehead. He walked two steps in front of Old Song and gave him a fierce look.

Taking the pen and paper in Du Heng's hand, he immediately signed his name, "Doctor Du, now you can treat it with confidence and boldness, without any burden. You must remember that the lives of the people are above all else, and the leaders and I will

Support you."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the leader quietly from the corner of his eye, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the leader's expression softened a little.

If he had really given the consent form to the leader just now, the leader would have signed his name, but I am afraid he would have felt uncomfortable as the director.

Fortunately, I didn't get mad at the coward Lao Song, otherwise I would have been doomed.

Du Heng also saw An Chunhui's eyes.

He understood that at this moment, Lao Song's role as acting dean was over, and he would never have the chance to get rid of the word "generation".

Du Heng got the "gold medal for immunity from death" and felt confident.

After thinking about the treatment plan that I had envisioned, I felt that there was no problem, so I asked Du Fei next to me, "Brother Fei, do you have aconite, dried ginger, licorice, musk... these things?"
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Du Fei thought for a moment and shook his head slightly, "My medicines are all plant-based, not insect-based or mineral-based medicines. Especially musk, that stuff is too expensive and we can't afford it."

"Forget it, let's go directly to the health center."

After saying that, he looked at the two men waiting anxiously beside him and said, "Put your mother in the car and take her to the health center quickly. Your mother's condition is very bad right now. There's no telling when her tone will disappear. Hurry up."
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The two men quickly turned around and carried the mother who had just put her down to the back of the van.

Du Heng didn't bother to say hello to the leader. He picked up the phone and called the people in the pharmacy of the health center, as well as the nurse Wang Lili and the assistant Wu Buwei.

During the May Day holiday, there was no one in the health center. Now when you go to the health center, you can only call in at short notice.

I hope they haven't gone out, otherwise it will be really difficult.

After a phone call, I found out that because of the landslide in Shangling Village, everyone was at home or in the city and had not traveled far.

So after receiving the call and hearing the instructions from the leader, we all rushed back to the health center.

Du Heng hung up the phone and walked directly to his car.

He would never have thought that the car he was reluctant to buy yesterday would be used today.

Looking at the cars roaring away with their horns honking and looking at the messy tents in front of them, the leader finally felt a little more relaxed. He glanced at Lao Song standing beside him and said to An Chunhui.

, "This little doctor is good. The most important thing is that he is responsible and very good."

Responsible?

Who is this talking about?

This is a beating with no expression on your face. It will hit you An Chunhui blindly. Look who you choose.

An Chunhui knew about Du Heng, once during the assessment and once before the holidays when Lao Song sent the documents.

So at this time, he could only follow the leader's words and talk about Du Heng.
Chapter completed!