This Doctor Is Too Wealthy-Chapter 692 - 557 Trying to steal a chicken but ending up losing the rice_2

Du Heng had just considered this. "If you don't mind, come work at the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital. Although it's only a level 2 hospital now, I'm confident I can elevate it to Grade 3A status within three years."

Wu Buwei wasn't particularly interested in whether it was a Class A hospital. He said with a touch of melancholy, "Let's not cause more trouble. My dad spent around 100,000 yuan to transfer my job authorization from a Township establishment to the Municipal Second Hospital. I haven't even been here for two months, and now I'm supposed to follow you again. I'm afraid my dad will break my legs."

Du Heng pressed, "Just tell me, do you want to come or not?"

"Of course, I want to come." Wu Buwei's lips twitched. "But if I go with you, what about my job authorization? I can't just give it up, can I? My dad would go crazy."

Du Heng chuckled. "Transferring from a township to the city isn't easy, but moving from the Municipal Second Hospital to the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital is quite manageable. If you're truly willing to continue working with me, I'll help you with the transfer. I have a good relationship with several leaders at the Municipal Bureau now. Plus, you're very familiar with this project, so it shouldn't be an issue."

Wu Buwei gritted his teeth. "If I can keep my job authorization, I'll have something to tell my dad. In that case, I'm definitely willing to work with you, Senior Brother."

Hearing Wu Buwei's reply, Du Heng smiled with satisfaction. "Then it's settled. Just wait for my news."

The Municipal Second Hospital never imagined that the person they sent to build connections with Du Heng and get a piece of the pie would be poached so easily. Talk about trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice.

The two leisurely enjoyed the cool breeze by the Yellow River. From time to time, they sipped from their lidded bowls of tea, the mixed fragrances of longan, tea leaves, and rock sugar sending a pleasant, tingling sensation from head to toe.

Wu Buwei, strolling idly, suddenly asked, "Senior Brother, since we're talking about integration, what are your thoughts on the Health Clinic? Do you want to bring them in too? The newcomers from last year are quite good, and with another year to lay their foundation, they'd be easy to train."

Du Heng sighed. "I'm struggling with that too—whether or not to bring the Health Clinic into this."

"It's a good thing, isn't it? What's there to struggle with?" Wu Buwei asked.

"It's not necessarily a good thing," Du Heng replied. "If those people stay at the Health Clinic, they can help share the workload there now. But once I bring them over, do you think they'll be able to go back to the Health Clinic after the project ends? Impossible. They'll definitely be poached by other hospitals."

Du Heng's words made Wu Buwei fall silent. If Du Heng were still at the Health Clinic, this wouldn't be a concern. But now that Du Heng had left, the Chinese Medicine Department at the Health Clinic, which had been on the verge of becoming a specialty department, had immediately reverted to its former state. It had been stagnating for the past two months, and even the patient flow had dried up. If Du Heng were to pull out a few more people, the newly established framework of the Chinese Medicine Department might collapse instantly. It would revert to how it was at the very beginning, with only one person in the entire department.

Du Heng sighed again. "Let's not rush this. I'll discuss it with Lao Yu later and we'll try to find a foolproof plan."

Wu Buwei, also troubled by the Health Clinic's current situation, said dejectedly, "It's just a First-level Health Clinic. What kind of foolproof plan could there possibly be?"

"There are ways," Du Heng mused. "For example, I could sign an agreement with the Health Clinic, and the Health Clinic, in turn, could sign agreements with the doctors they train, preventing them from just leaving once their training is complete." Du Heng suddenly smiled. "There are many methods, but they all need to be thoroughly discussed before implementation. Otherwise, instead of helping the Health Clinic, we'd be undermining it."

"You figure it out then. I won't wrack my brains over it," Wu Buwei said.

The two strolled along the bank of the Yellow River until dark. Then, they picked up Wu Shengnan and Wu Buwei's girlfriend, and the four of them had dinner together.

The next day, with Wu Buwei's situation on his mind, Du Heng didn't go directly to the hospital. Instead, he first went to the Municipal Bureau. After pulling some strings, Wu Buwei was temporarily transferred over under the pretext of joining the research group. The formal job transfer and the transfer of his personnel file could be handled more slowly.

Wu Buwei couldn't stand being at the Municipal Second Hospital any longer. As soon as he received the transfer notice at ten o'clock, he completed the handover of his patients with utmost speed. Then, under the dark expressions of the Dean of the Municipal Second Hospital and the Director of the Chinese Medicine Department, he cheerfully took the stamped form and left.

They can scowl all they want, Wu Buwei thought. Anyway, I won't be seeing them again. As for whether they'd dare to scowl at my old man? Heh, they absolutely wouldn't dare.

Director Wu of the Hepatobiliary Department was a renowned surgeon in all of Jinzhou. Director Wu's Hepatobiliary Department was the top department in the Municipal Second Hospital; they had no reason to give Director Wu a hard time. Wu Buwei wasn't worried at all that his father would have a hard time at the hospital. He was only worried about the hard time *he* would face from his father when he got home that night.

Last night, I didn't tell Dad about the transfer, he thought. And now, I'm bolting with this temporary transfer letter without daring to tell him either. If I told him, Dad's infamous temper would probably erupt right here in the hospital.

As soon as work started that afternoon, Wu Buwei appeared before Du Heng. Wu Buwei looked around the Chinese Medicine Department's consultation room, slightly bewildered. "Senior Brother, you're the Dean, aren't you? Are you really receiving me in a consultation room? Where's your office?"

"Cut the crap," Du Heng said, clearly annoyed. "Take this to Director Qiu at the Medical Affairs Office. He'll help you with all the paperwork."

Those people are really getting on my nerves, Du Heng thought. Early this morning, they were waiting in my office again. And according to Kang Zhirong, there was an extra person today—someone from the Municipal Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital had also shown up. Can't even go back to my own office. Du Heng felt utterly vexed. "Finish the paperwork and then come find me in the hospital ward," he told Wu Buwei. With that, Du Heng turned back to his own work.

They had admitted another child that morning, sent directly by Director Mei Dong from the Provincial Women and Children's Hospital. They were twins. The elder was born without complications, but the younger was born three hours after the first and was already suffocating, their skin a deeply purplish color. However, the Provincial Women and Children's Hospital was indeed highly skilled; they managed to save both the mother and the child. But after the baby spent three days in the intensive care unit, Director Mei Dong discovered that the younger twin had developed Cerebral Hypoxia Complications due to the suffocation. Consequently, he advised the family to bring the child to the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

A patient transfer from a higher-level hospital to a lower-level one was unprecedented in the history of both the Provincial Women and Children's Hospital and the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital. Strictly speaking, however, it couldn't actually be called a transfer. The patient was first discharged from the Provincial Women and Children's Hospital and then formally admitted to the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

After Du Heng examined the infant, he confirmed the presence of Cerebral Hypoxia Complications. However, compared to other children he had treated previously, or those currently hospitalized, this younger twin's symptoms were considerably milder. Once Du Heng had formulated a treatment plan, he had Xiao Li begin the preparations, and then Du Heng himself prepared to leave the ward.

In the Chinese Medicine Department, the responsibility for routine diagnosis and treatment was gradually being transferred to Doctor Ma. He was the male doctor who had been with Du Heng the longest, had a solid foundation, was eager to learn, and was obedient. Xiao Li (Li Shuxun) was proving to be quite reliable in the area of pediatric cerebral hypoxia. Ever since he first encountered this condition, the young man had shown exceptional talent. Du Heng planned to put Xiao Li in charge of this specific project once it was officially approved. As for Wu Buwei, he was the best candidate to take charge of stroke cases.

With these arrangements, some people will undoubtedly feel uncomfortable or resistant, Du Heng mused. After all, Doctor Ma has only recently been promoted to attending physician, while Xiao Li and Wu Buwei are both complete rookies. Some of the Gao Nianzi attending physicians or the deputy senior old Chinese doctors in the hospital will certainly have objections. But what difference would their opinions make? Never mind Xiao Li's and Wu Buwei's actual capabilities; I feel confident entrusting these two projects to them simply because they are my own people. Why shouldn't I give opportunities to my own people?