It was the same as last time. After they left the door, the two of them stopped talking about what had just happened.

However, Du Heng took the opportunity to tell An Chunhui in detail about the upgrading and renovation of the health center.

Although this matter is completely left to Lu Zhongjiang, it would be a good thing if I could contribute a little and help.

Zhonghu Health Center has developed, which is also a matter of honor for An Chunhui, the leader.

Logically speaking, he should fully support Du Heng and the others.

But the problem still lies in staffing.

When Du Heng raised this question to him now, he must also want to solve the problem of personnel. Things such as usage area, infrastructure, etc. are all ready-made in the health center, so he does not need to worry about it at all.

An Chunhui laughed, and did not reply to Du Heng directly, but said, "The health center needs to be upgraded, which is a good thing. But you are just doing the upgrade now that it has started to improve. Isn't it a bit too hasty?"
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"Leader, the main reason is that there have been too many patients recently and we don't have enough beds."

"Let's do this. There is no rush in advance. Don't rush to submit the information. All the newly added beds will be arranged as temporary extra beds. Wait and see. If the situation becomes stable in the future, we will solve the upgrade problem."

This is not a problem of temporary extra beds, but a lack of manpower.

But judging from An Chunhui's attitude, Du Heng didn't insist on speaking, so as not to offend others.

If there is nothing to talk about, then everyone goes back to their homes and is busy with their own things.

Du Heng stopped hanging around outside and went directly back to the health center.

The matter of buying a house cannot be completed today. Although Wei Kaida sent him the money, it is still a lot short of his own money, and Dong Yuezhang's money has not been seen yet.

When I returned to the health center, I didn't see Wu Buwei in the clinic. I asked Xiao Li and he said that Wu Buwei had gone to the ward to treat patients.

That’s right.

The patients admitted are all people with bad legs and feet. People are hospitalized because they want acupuncture treatment to get better faster. Otherwise, everyone takes medicine and goes home to recover slowly at home.

Gone.

But now that Du Heng is not in the hospital, the only one who can do acupuncture treatment every day is Wu Buwei. If he doesn't act early, he won't be able to finish it by the time he gets off work.

As for Yu Haiting and Xiao Li, they are both Western medicine doctors. The most they can do is help Wu Buwei get tools, relieve the nurse's workload, and help with acupuncture, which is impossible.

After changing clothes, Du Heng was about to go to the ward to help Wu Buwei relieve his work pressure. However, before he could get upstairs, he was called to the deputy mayor's office by Song Jiaying.

"Mayor Song, if you have anything to do, you can just call me. Why did you have to call me over?" Du Heng, who entered the deputy mayor's office, was very dissatisfied with Song Jiaying's insistence on calling him over.
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And looking at the radiation protection suit she was wearing, Du Heng wanted to tell her that it was useless and ugly.

Song Jiaying walked around the office with her belly full, increasing her activity. She didn't care at all about Du Heng's dissatisfaction.

"Zhao Qiang in Zhaojiawa, are you in charge, right?"

"It's Zhao Qiang who has a missing skull, right? I'm responsible for that. What's wrong?"

"Did you find help for him?"

Du Heng nodded, "It won't work if you don't look for it. You haven't seen Zhao Qiang's appearance. Half of his head is collapsed, and it looks like a deformity. And because there is no protection from the skull, when the brain expands and contracts, the amplitude becomes larger and larger.

.When I went to see him last week, he already had facial swelling. If it is not resolved, other complications may occur.

I consulted and found out that for his situation, even the cheapest repair would cost hundreds of thousands. What if I don’t seek help? You can’t ask me to pay for his treatment, right?"

Song Jiaying's range of activities was a little wider, she walked to the door, and then slowly walked in, "Just now, the District Civil Affairs Bureau directly sent a rescue quota, saying that it was given by the city, and the name was Zhao Qiang. All his treatments

All costs will be borne by the municipal civil affairs department."

Song Jiaying said while looking at Du Heng with a little surprise, "I checked Zhao Qiang's information and found out that you are in charge. I just want to ask you, do you know about this situation?"

Du Heng was a little confused. Apart from asking Liu Shengnan about finding help for Zhao Qiang, he had not done anything else.

Then he thought of a possibility.

"Mayor Song, please wait a moment. I'll make a call and I'll be right back."

After saying that, I walked away from the office, found a nook, and made a call to An Chunhui.

After explaining the situation and speculation, An Chunhui just said lightly, "Yeah."

Du Heng was depressed after hanging up the phone.

Just as he guessed, it was really the handiwork of the old man who treated the doctor in the morning.

But if you repay me, what will you do for Zhao Qiang?

If you want to support my work, you can go to the health center to support me.

They may have gotten to know Du Heng, and felt that Zhao Qiang was the most difficult job for Du Heng, so they wanted to solve it.

It's fine now, the problem has been solved, but Du Heng will definitely not appreciate this kindness.

So depressing.

It’s very uncomfortable, but I don’t know why I feel uncomfortable, it’s just uncomfortable.

He returned to the office gloomily and said gloomily, "Mayor Song, what do you mean by calling me here?"

Song Jiaying was very curious as to why this person became like this just after going out.

But she didn't ask too much, so she just picked up a printed form from the table and said, "I asked you to come here to get the form, take it back and let Zhao Qiang fill it out, and then start the process."

Du Heng looked at the watch and felt a little aggrieved in his heart.

In his eyes, that's not a watch, it's hundreds of thousands.

"Forget it. Now that Zhao Qiang's problem has been solved, you can just handle it and save yourself the trouble."

Du Heng had a bit of a childish temper, but the problem was solved anyway and he let it go. Love whoever you want.

Song Jiaying was a little surprised. This was a credit that was delivered directly to her hands, so he just gave up?

"Is there anything else?"

"No more."

"Then I'm going back."

In Song Jiaying's puzzled eyes, Du Heng really turned around and left without the slightest hesitation.

But after leaving the courtyard of the township government, Du Heng suddenly laughed out loud while walking on the road.

I am also sick, so why should I feel bad about this?

When I treated the old man, I didn't think about getting anything. I just did it because of the leader's request.

Moreover, I am a doctor, and it is my duty to treat patients. There is no need to feel depressed and uncomfortable.

Besides, for my hard work, I got Zhao Qiang’s help, and I also solved a troublesome problem for myself. This is the best of both worlds.

So why do you feel uncomfortable?

Maybe you feel that you are giving something that should belong to you to others.

But does it really belong to you?

Du Heng figured it out and his mind became calm.
Chapter completed!