"Is the monitor useful?" Han Guangyun continued, "vital signs are stable. Just measure blood pressure manually..."


    The more he said, the more angry he became, but there was something wrong with his mood today. Han Guangyun was not angry, but felt little interest. He sighed deeply, waved on the hospital bed and motioned the emergency department doctor to leave quickly.


    The elder martial brother''s words were still in his ears. As soon as he closed his eyes, Wu Mian Junlang appeared in front of him like a ghost.


    It is not the first time that Han Guangyun feels powerless in the face of the strict clinical system. Even with the full support of President Li Haihua, he is still haunted by the feeling of powerlessness.


    In any case, clinicians are used to a lot of tests and monitors. If he said more, the clinical director would secretly say who was responsible if something happened.


    My clothes were wet with sweat, which made me feel uncomfortable. Han Guangyun opened his eyes and looked at the slightly yellowing ceiling. He felt that his energy had been tossed by hypoglycemia just now. He was very tired.


    When the emergency department doctor came out of the observation room, the nurse whispered, "are you stupid? What does director Han say? You can have good fruit with your stubborn mouth?"


    The doctor in the emergency department also knows this, but he is always worried that there is no corresponding examination data after the emergency patient is sent to the doctor.


    After thinking about it, emergency doctors still feel uneasy.


    "I think the vital signs are very stable..." the emergency department doctor sighed and said, "I won''t go in. You''ll ask director Han in ten minutes. Your blood sugar still needs to be rechecked."


    "HMM." the nurse nodded. She also knew that director Han wouldn''t scold him if she went.


    Soon, director Li of the emergency department came from home.


    After discussing with Han Guangyun''s lover, director Li was also very helpless. Director Han only agreed to check blood glucose, but did not agree with other tests, including monitoring vital signs.


    At 7:30 p.m., you should eat hot pot, sing songs, and be at home with your wife and children. Even watching your children do their homework is better than being angry in the hospital. Director Li was full of anger, but there was no place to vent. He could only press down all his dissatisfaction and honestly accompany his smiling face.


    Who let others manage disputes and make rules.


    And boil it, social animals are like this.


    Young people can lose their temper and leave with their sleeves. But a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties is definitely not qualified. Director Li has long seen through this.


    It''s also a matter for his son after he finished his college entrance examination, but every time he thinks of going to a new city to start a new life, he feels it''s better to stay in the provincial capital until he retires.


    As for director Han... It''s just low blood sugar and high sugar. We all know that there should be no big deal.


    But the truth is always not what people want.


    At 21:00, Han Guangyun''s blood pressure dropped to 12574mmhg, which proved that stress-induced hypertension had returned to normal. Director Li was more or less relieved. But when he went to measure his blood pressure with a mercury sphygmomanometer at 22:00, he heard that director Han''s blood pressure was 9055mmhg several times.


    How can it be low? Director Li looked at Han Guangyun in doubt.


    At this time, Han Guangyun looked at the roof and was calm.


    "Director Han, what''s wrong with you?" director Li asked.


    "No," Han Guangyun said calmly, "I''m fine."


    Han Guangyun''s tone calmly made director Li feel a little palpitation, as if it was the tranquility before the storm.


    He tried to communicate with Han Guangyun, but in the end he got cold and smelly faces, so he had to leave the observation room with a mercury sphygmomanometer.


    There are many opinions on the new director of the medical department, especially the unreliable things such as high-quality service discussed with him by the director of the nursing department, resulting in fewer and fewer clinical nurses and increasing functional pressure.


    Some people pretend to be confused, such as Yuan Xinhua, director of the nursing department; Some people really don''t understand, such as Han Guangyun.


    Director Li knows all these, but he can''t say at all.


    Perhaps he is used to being superior. Director Han feels ashamed to call 120 ambulance to the emergency department? He is especially wrong today.


    Director Li can think that the successful rescue will not add points to the emergency department in Han Guangyun''s heart, but he will worry about retaliation.


    You can guess one or two by looking at director Han''s expression.


    Sitting in the office, director Li felt upset. He thought of the former director Ma.


    This person, many things don''t know how to cherish until they are lost. Matthew didn''t think he was very good when he was in the second hospital, but his clinical work was seriously damaged as soon as he left.


    Picked up his cell phone, director Li called Matthew aimlessly, ready to complain.


    "Ma Chu... Now it''s time to call Ma Yuan. What are you doing?" director Li asked after dialing the phone.


    "What''s up, director Li?"


    "Nothing. I don''t miss you anymore. I want to talk to you." director Li said.


    "Hahaha, director Li, it''s scary for you to say this to me in the middle of the night." Matthew was in a good mood.


    "Alas, I''m more frightening," director Li said. "I was called in the evening, and director Han''s hypoglycemia was observed here. The horse Yard said that the blood sugar was 0.5, and I wouldn''t even go to ECG monitoring. I''m also embarrassed to ask him to sign and refuse. If I tear my face, what will I do in the future."


    "Han Guangyun hypoglycemia?" Wu Mian''s voice came, "horse yard, ask about the situation."


    "Where is Miss Wu?"


    "Well, we are working out the admission standard for free treatment of congenital heart disease patients," said Matthew. "Director Li and teacher Wu asked director Han about it."


    "Nothing special is that he took oral hypoglycemic drugs according to the normal time period, but he worked late and didn''t eat." director Li said, with a sense of absurdity.


    This is clearly a model worker. Why is the second hospital going to collapse after Han Guangyun became the medical director?


    "Director Li, how about blood routine and liver and kidney function?"


    Wu Mian''s voice came from the phone. He had taken Matthew''s phone and asked directly.


    "..." director Li was stunned. "Mr. Wu, director Han refused to check, saying it was useless."


    "If he says it''s useless, it''s useless? Is he a doctor or are you a doctor!" Wu Mian''s words are a little harsh, "hurry up and check."


    "..." director Li regretted.


    Why did you make complaints about this phone, but you didn''t think you''d turn into a rat in a bellows, and you get angry at both ends.


    "What about director Han''s vital signs now?" Wu Mian continued to ask after listening to the silence across the room.


    "When I came here, the blood pressure was a little high, but now it''s down," director Li said. "It''s just that the last blood pressure measurement was a little low, 9055mmhg."


    "Huh?"


    "Everything else is all right. Director Han is very calm and says nothing uncomfortable."


    "Calm?" Wu Mian''s voice on the phone was slightly different. "Director Li, are you sure it''s calm, not indifference?"


    The word indifference hit director Li''s heart like a bullet.