The next day, Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi left quietly, as if they had never come back.


    Without Wu Mian, the life of people in bajingzi is the same. The sword association hospital operates normally. The world has never changed without someone.


    Xue Chunhe and Ma Xiude have rich management experience. There are not many patients in jianxie hospital. After all, Wu Mian first designed the scheme to take the high-end route and public welfare route.


    There was countless money lying on the account, and they had nothing to worry about.


    Xue Chunhe and Matthew had never lived such a rich and noble life. When he was in the second hospital of Medical University, he was most worried about the new year.


    Xue Chunhe is in charge of medical insurance. He spends more than his share of medical insurance every year. When he wants medical insurance money at the end of the year, he always has to beg his grandfather to sue his grandmother. He almost kneels and licks all the way to get the money for medical insurance reimbursement.


    But this problem does not exist in jianxie hospital.


    So near the end of the year, the biological clock is haunted repeatedly, and Xue Chunhe is particularly bored. It''s strange to want to do something but have nothing to do.


    Ma Xiude is also very idle. As a rule, the closer the end of the year is, the more intensive the medical disputes will be. It is not that doctors and nurses will make more mistakes, but that the family members of patients with medical disputes accumulated in the past will come together as if they had been negotiated.


    But after a new working environment, all this no longer exists.


    Sometimes Matthew feels very much. He knows why the sword association hospital is so harmonious - public welfare surgery doesn''t charge money!


    Without interest disputes, the relationship between doctors and patients is harmonious, just like a family.


    As for the patients who come to treat Alzheimer''s disease, they are basically rich people, big bosses and capitalists in Xiangjiang, Tiannan and DIDU.


    One hundred thousand is not money in their eyes. Maybe they can save a little from the big villa and small stars. It''s enough to replace Aston Martin with Mercedes Benz trot, which is not a problem for them.


    And only director Zhou Guohui had the operation alone. His character was more cautious. It may be because of the psychological shadow left by the previous medical disputes. Sometimes Matthew couldn''t wait to help.


    Basically, there are many operations a day, and sometimes the operation will be stopped because of a doubt. What Zhou Guohui said most during this period is when teacher Wu will come back.


    However, because of Zhou Guohui''s caution, all the operations were successful and none of them failed.


    From the perspective of Xue Chunhe and Matthew, this is also good.


    Recently, more and more rich people have been hospitalized with them. They never thought they could deal with these rich people in their life.


    And the people who came were full of respect, especially those who knew that there were special needs wards in jianxie hospital.


    I''m not short of money. I must live in a special ward.


    But both Xue Chunhe and Matthew are very cautious about this. Of the eight rooms, teacher Wu used three, leaving only five, which are used tightly.


    Soon, Wu Mian left for more than a month.


    At the end of December, Matthew sat in Xue Chunhe''s office and they discussed the new year.


    "Xue Yuan, what do you think of the art show?"


    "I think it''s OK to wait for new year''s day. Why don''t you wait until the lunar new year? See if Mr. Wu can come back?" Xue Chunhe said.


    "I think so," said Matthew at once.


    As long as it is not a matter of principle, Matthew basically has no independent opinion. He knows it well as long as he does well what the leaders decide.


    "Can''t Mr. Wu get in touch?" Xue Chunhe asked knowingly.


    "I call Mr. Wu twice a day," Matthew said. "His cell phone is turned off and his e-mail doesn''t return."


    Xue Chunhe also calls every day, so he hates the sound of power off now.


    "Where did Mr. Wu go?"


    "Hey, hey," Matthew said with a smile, "I don''t know."


    "Then wait. The first art show after the establishment of the hospital will make our sword association hospital lively. It''s always bad if Mr. Wu is not here." Xue Chunhe said.


    "OK, I''ll talk to all departments about it later, and they can understand it," Matthew said. "Then there''s the new year''s money."


    "We don''t make up our minds about this. We''ll wait until Mr. Wu comes back." Xue Chunhe said definitely, "there will be no less that can be sent, and there can''t be..."


    Then he smiled.


    "I earn a lot." Matthew said, "especially in the Department of Neurology, director Zhou''s ward. Recently, there were 22 people looking for me to be hospitalized. They were discharged from the hospital for dinner a few days ago. I heard that after he went in, regardless of the medical care, everyone first sealed a big red envelope, 5000 for each person. Even the health workers have..."


    "Almost. Have you asked director Zhou when he will return to the imperial capital?"


    "No, he works as a director here in the name of learning. There are still some hidden dangers. I try to improve the procedures as much as possible." Matthew thought of this long ago, and he immediately replied.


    "When Mr. Wu is away, some troublesome patients can''t accept it or do it. Pay attention to medical safety and don''t be careless." Xue Chunhe said.


    "Yes, I think so too. Mr. Wu and Professor Chu are not here. It''s hard to explain if something happens. Director Zhou is too honest. If Mr. Wu comes back, there will be a lot of medical disputes... Ha ha, that''s our work not done in place." Matthew smiled. "I wanted to tell the director next week, but I think his work is more cautious than me."


    "It''s estimated that once bitten by a snake for ten years, I''m afraid of the well rope. The older the Jianghu, the less courage. There''s no way, there''s no way." Xue Chunhe said, "and this technique hasn''t been carried out much. Some thunder hasn''t stepped on it. If something happens, I think director Zhou has a headache."


    By ray, he means all kinds of complications, especially involving the human brain. God knows what problems will happen.


    No accident, that''s lucky; If you really think you can do anything, big trouble will come as scheduled.


    They said slowly, each with something on their mind, like two old foxes talking face to face.


    "Horse yard, did Tao Ruo call you?" Xue Chunhe suddenly asked.


    "Yes," Matthew said with a sigh when he knew the matter was on the point. "I have a headache."


    "The man made an appointment for dinner in the evening. I have something to do. Go."


    "Don''t introduce!" Matthew hit a thrill. Originally, he only half pulled his ass and sat on the sofa. He was startled by Xue Chunhe''s words. Matthew almost didn''t sit on the ground.


    "Xue Yuan, I can''t handle such a thing."


    "You don''t have any responsibility at all," Xue Chunhe said angrily.


    "Xue Yuan is not irresponsible. I also know it''s a job to wipe my ass." Matthew said directly without obscurity. "There are people living in eight rooms in the special needs ward. He has to vacate one. What do you say I should do? This is still a patient who calls in person in the Province, but I can''t drive others out."