Chapter 163: Have you got a disease that will die if you like it?

"Mo, this patient is very important to us, we want to make sure that the operation is foolproof."
St. Lucifer’s Dean Martin Pinger is in Noah Sivers’ office begging a young doctor who is indifferent to this matter to undergo a difficult operation.
"Martin, nothing is foolproof." Mo Mengchen said, "not to mention surgery."
Ping said: "But you will make them feel at ease because you never fail."
It seems that it is time to fail once or twice, otherwise it would be too annoying to go on like this.
The reason why Mo Mengchen did not accept this operation was only because it had been brushed off before, not for any other reason.
Now Ping came to him on his own initiative, as if the patient was very special.
It should be said that this patient is indeed very special, but he is not lucky, Mo Mengchen did not choose him.
Mo Mengchen said: "My next month's surgery plan has been fully filled, there is no place for him, let him wait until next month."
"He can't wait." The Dean said distressedly.
Mo Mengchen smiled and asked, "Could Lucifer be a surgeon?"
Sivers, who was sitting on the side, said, "Because you are different from other doctors."
"Yeah, so I was wondering if I had to let a few poor patients die on my operating table so that there wouldn't be so many annoying things."
Mo Mengchen made a scary joke.
Sivers believed that he would not do this, but he could be seen as annoying.
Obviously, it’s not just the hospital. There are other things annoying him. Now several things are colliding. The young and arrogant man begins to resist. Maybe he doesn’t want to take the surgery, he just solves his troubles. .
"Mo, he is a sponsor of the hospital, he has funded us." Sivers said.
Mo Mengchen said: "This is not enough to be my reason for working overtime."
The dean and Sivers looked at each other.
The Dean asked, "What do you need?"
"I heard that the hospital has recently launched a flexible work plan, that is, the designated intern doctor to work overtime for 36 hours." Mo Mengchen smiled.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the plan was wrong. Maybe Olagondoya was really unlucky, but he didn’t believe that there were so many interns and dozens of surgeons in the surgery. How could it be she?
The dean replied: "Yes, to stimulate everyone's work enthusiasm."
"Really? Then why does the quota for surgery fall on the intern trainee under my staff?" Mo Mengchen asked.
The dean and Sivers looked at each other again. They looked at it again, and Mo Mengchen thought they had a forbidden relationship.
Severus heard the meaning of Mo Mengchen, she said: "Mo, this quota was drawn at random..."
"Yes, my patients are also randomly selected by me, but are some privileged guys born for this? Like this guy, I didn't pick him, so you found me, he has such privileges ."
Mo Mengchen's smile is getting more and more interesting: "I believe that few colleagues will like me. After all, I don't need to do too much work to get more salary than them. I can also choose patients at will, and I can even Take the patient away from their hands, if there is a chance to tease me, they will not let go-since there is no chance, then tease the people around me, such as this intern under my hands, she sees It's easy to bully."
Compared with surgery, this seems nothing.
The dean said hypocritically: "This matter must have been wrong. I will ask it and you will get a satisfactory answer."
"Who made this matter?"
Mo Mengchen really wanted to know who this naughty guy was. He always didn't like to tease people. If someone teased him, he would have to report it.
No way, he doesn't like to remember vengeance, he will report it on the spot.
Sivers said: "Gary Gere."
Oh, that's the director of the emergency department who didn't look good to me?
It really was him.
Mo Mengchen smiled: "If I remember correctly, he seems to have a lot of trainees?"
"You don't want to..."
"Yes, in order to increase their enthusiasm for work, in order to stimulate the competitive atmosphere of our hospital, in order to make them more urgent, and also to provide better services, the busiest emergency department of the hospital should lead by example." Mo Mengchen laughed. , "Please let them make a sample of the flexible work plan, our other subjects are also easy to learn."
"But the emergency department..."
"If it doesn't work, it will be wrong, and Romen will participate in this flexible work plan, and my surgery plan will not change, and nothing will change, so we will not have trouble."
Mo Mengchen stepped back, staring at the dean as long as he answered.
The dean is brisk and looks many years younger: "The emergency department really needs to be an example to everyone."
"Very well, it seems that there is something wrong with my plan. I should have 16 operations this month. Alas, I am getting older and getting more and more careless." Mo Mengchen sighed, "Please remember to help me Plus."
It's really hypocritical... Is this guy really a doctor?
When the Dean left the office, Sieves blanked Mo Mengchen, "Are you satisfied?"
"Well, it's quite unsatisfactory."
Mo Mengchen suddenly stopped talking, and Sivers was used to his criticism of himself, and in three or two sentences, there was a hair-hanging bullshit.
He suddenly stopped talking, he was thinking about something.
Probably it was these things that made him so embarrassed in front of him.
"Are you going to stay here all the time?" Sivers asked.
"No," Mo Mengchen said, "I will go to the emergency room to see later, and I would like to extend my sincerest regards to my dear Gary Gere, hoping that he and his interns will be in the next 36 hours Enjoy your work."
Severus asked, "Why does he have to?"
"All his interns are on duty in the hospital for 36 hours. Do you think he can go home and sleep with confidence?"
Mo Mengchen looked very angry at the moment, if the unlucky emergency department director heard this, he would be stunned.
Fortunately, this did not happen to me.
Sivers thought.
"How must you do it?" Sivers asked.
"I'm sure he has intervened, but I can only find him." Mo Mengchen said, "So many colleagues, only he showed his hostility to me, and this matter happened to him, no matter who did it. Yes, I can only find his trouble first."
Before seeing Mo Mengchen, Sivers thought he was just a superb doctor.
Seeing his first face, this evaluation was changed to a doctor with a very stinky mouth and a good technique.
Until today, the evaluation continues to change, and the correct evaluation should be supplemented with an eye-catching report.
The most important thing is not to provoke him.
Fortunately, she never provoked this man, strictly speaking, they are still friends.
"Since you are free all morning, then we should be able to have a lunch together." Sivers sent out the invitation again.
This time Mo Mengchen couldn't refuse: "I don't believe your taste, can I decide the location?"
A place where Ephraim will not haunt must be set.
"Okay." Sivers continued to roll his eyes.
But she was getting used to the man with a knife in her mouth.
The emergency room fry pan.
Gary Kiel had already set the list, but the dean suddenly called to inform him that the list had not passed, and they had prepared another list.
Now this list is in his hands.
Romen Olagondoye’s name is gone, and some names have been replaced, and the intern who replaced them are all under his command.
Kiel went to the dean several times in a row and ate in a closed door. The other party didn't even want to talk.
"Damn, who is it?"
Kiel's face was filled with anger, even if Mo Mengchen wasn't adjusted, he actually put himself in. If only one of his interns won the prize, it's just five of his internships. All students are on the list of flexible work plans.
"Damn hell!"
Kiel returned to the emergency department, and then he saw the most disgusting face of the entire Saint Lucifer.
He is still smiling, this is the smile that proclaimed victory: "Gary, I hope you have a pleasant work for the next 36 hours."
"It's you ghost?" Kiel was so angry that his face was twisted.
Mo Mengchen waved goodbye to him.
Although there are many troubles in life, if you see idiots like Gary Keel angry every day because of yourself, how much trouble will disappear?
In addition to resolving troubles, the simplest and fastest way is to make someone who doesn’t like it unlucky. It’s hard for Mo Mengchen to be unhappy by watching him.
I hope such good things can come to your door.
Mo Mengchen prayed in his heart.
Saint Lucie
Severus was next to Olagondoye.
"What the hell?" Mo Mengchen asked.
"I've told Romen about it, and she wanted to thank her in person." Sivers smiled.
Before Olagundoye spoke, Mo Mengchen raised her hand to stop her: "Don't!"
"Don't thank me, don't, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I am for myself."
Severus glared, Olagondoye frowned, and then listened to Mo Mengchen explain one by one: "Think about why you were assigned to me at first, because you can cause trouble, always get into disputes, if you let you 36 hours on duty, the ghost knows how many patients will die in your hands, what will other people say about me then? I did it for my own reputation, I helped you by accident, don’t thank me, thousand Never."
In a word of kung fu, the torrential goodwill instantly became disgusting.
"I still want to thank you, Dr. Mo."
Olagondoye finished, biting his lip and walking away from Mo Mengchen.
Sivers was smirked by Mormon.
"Have you got a disease that will die if you like it?" Sivers asked aloud, "Is it?"
No, Mo Mengchen raised her eyebrows with a happy expression: "It's much better. Sure enough, it's still necessary to make others angry to maintain a good mood."