Su Qiangguo is an old doctor who has seen many people and encountered many things.
When Fang Zhuo introduced himself to his family, he remembered his niece talking about him. That time, he had the impression that he was a "calm patient's family member", which was not easy when facing a serious illness.
The meeting again today was quite polite and courteous, but his niece's "Mr. Fang" made him feel a little strange, but don't let anyone fool you.
The three of them found a nearby mutton restaurant and ordered three bowls of mutton soup and several sesame seed cakes.
"Director Su, it's like this. I have collaborated with the computer major of the University of Science and Technology of China to develop an informatization project."
"The main content is to rationally allocate hospital registration resources online on the Internet, which will not only reduce patients' time but also simplify the hospital's pre-diagnosis process."
Fang Zhuoyan introduced the project concisely and comprehensively.
Su Qiangguo didn't quite understand: "What's the benefit? It's just to let the patient register, right?"
"Patients read and find information on the Internet and call a doctor before coming to the hospital. This is beneficial to both parties. Moreover, take your pediatrician as an example. Children have weak immunity, and many children will suffer from the disease in the hospital. Risk of cross-infection."
"Parents lead their children in line. You know the number of doctors we see every day in our No. 1 Affiliated Hospital. You can easily sneeze at a very close distance here, and the virus spreads in the air."
Fang Zhuo mentioned another benefit of streamlining the process.
Su Qiangguo squinted his eyes and thought for a while, it worked.
"I don't know much about the high technology of the Internet." He rolled the biscuits and glanced at his niece before saying, "It sounds good just listening. However, you have found the wrong person. This is an administrative matter. It is useless for you to find a doctor. "
"That's right, we hope Director Su can introduce the leaders in charge of this area." Fang Zhuo expressed his intention.
Su Wei was surprised, hey, is that so?
"Then you have the wrong person." Su Qiangguo shook his head, "Weiwei didn't tell you, and she doesn't know either. First of all, I don't have a good relationship with the vice president in charge of this area of our hospital. Secondly, I don't understand. I won't talk nonsense, and in the end…"
"I'm going to retire soon."
Fang Zhuo instantly understood that this was really not the right path.
"Ah? Uncle, are you retiring soon?" Su Wei was a little confused. She always felt that her uncle was very energetic and ignored that he was almost sixty years old.
"So, this mutton soup is for free." Su Guoqiang said with a smile.
Su Wei gave the uncle a piece of mutton: "Who said that? I'll treat you all from now on. You can eat more, uncle."
"Yes, eat more, Director Su." Fang Zhuo's bald head was reflected in the sheep's head soup, making it brighter. "I understand this matter. Can you give us some advice on which direction to take?"
Su Qiangguo still shook his head: "I'm just a doctor and don't care about things in the hospital."
Su Wei said coquettishly: "Uncle, this is an internship project for the third year of college that I lead. The school wants to see the results. Please help me."
"Can I help you or not?" Su Qiangguo spread his hands, "How about you go to the vice-dean and see if he will ask the security guards to kick you out if I give you my name?"
"…" Su Wei was discouraged.
Fang Zhuo slowly drank the mutton soup and thought carefully about this unexpected result. There was no need to talk about any benefits. It was really a bit irrelevant. A retired old comrade...
He looked up at Su Qiangguo and took a look at the old comrade's face. Well, he had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his face gave people a good impression at first glance. He was the kind of doctor who wouldn't cry when sick children see him.
"What are you looking at?" Su Wei saw this scene and asked listlessly.
"I was thinking that Director Su is such a nice person, but the vice-dean has a bad relationship with Director Su. He must find his own problems." Fang Zhuo complimented.
The old director glanced at him in surprise and said slowly: "Behave correctly."
"It's harmless." Fang Zhuo nodded.
Su Qiangguo frowned and his expression became a little dull, but he didn't say anything more and only cared about his niece's work and life.
After dinner, the old director went home nearby, while Fang Zhuo went to the hospital to stay with his sister.
Su Wei first dropped by to see her uncle off, and then asked a puzzled question: "What did you say in the end? Why didn't I understand. I think my uncle was not very happy, and he didn't pay much attention to you."
The light from the street lamp lengthened the shadows of the two people from time to time.
As he walked, Fang Zhuo said, "I didn't mean to say anything, but your uncle is quite perceptive. I complimented him, said he was nice, and said that since the vice president has a bad relationship with him, he must find his own problems."
"It's a good thing and a bad thing. Since your uncle is a good person, the vice-dean is not good. Do I need a good or bad vice-dean for someone like me who is looking for someone to do things?"
"Do I need a vice president with no problems or with problems?"
"Your uncle thinks that what I need is the latter, so that I can take advantage of it."
"Therefore, he advised me to behave righteously."
"Although I didn't think about doing it that way, I still thought it was a method. Therefore, I told him that completing something in a curve would benefit many people, and it wouldn't hurt to use some small methods."
Fang Zhuo clapped his hands: "That's about it. Your uncle doesn't think he has anything to say to me, so he won't say anything. Well, when you have time, you can ask your uncle to confirm whether he thinks so."
Su Wei has stopped and is completely stunned. What the hell? Damn it!
Are you the only one laughing and joking between the two of you?
Is this a junior?
It's too convoluted! The heart is so dirty!
"Are you going to be a bad person?" Su Wei asked.
Fang Zhuo's expression was a little blurry under the light and shadow. He smiled: "Teacher Xiao Su, do you want to discuss philosophical issues with me? What is good? What is bad? Black? White? Gray?"
Su Wei was stunned and speechless, not because of these questions, but because of the certainty in Fang Zhuo's words. He was not like many students who had the mentality to change their attitude when trouble comes.
She deeply felt the maturity and stability of the man in front of her.
Fang Zhuo turned his face and looked at the end of the street in front of him: "I admire doctors like your uncle very much... Hey, hey, Teacher Xiao Su, why are you looking at me like this? I'm not threatening you with a knife later. Others came to support the registered website."
"I just do things, and I do things in compliance with the rules and laws."
Su Wei asked: "Really?"
"Well, really, I never lie to people." Fang Zhuo raised three fingers and said without changing his expression.
"Oh, you are thinking about how to send money to the vice-dean!" Su Wei questioned.
"Then I have to be rich. How can we give them to a few poor students and a poor teacher?" Fang Zhuo mocked, "We really can't go to the vice-dean with two bags of fruit." ?"
Su Wei believed it, and she turned to ask worriedly: "What should we do next?"
"Maybe we have to adjust the order. Let's see if Xiao Yu can write some public opinion articles first. Originally, I wanted to reach a consensus with your uncle first, but now I can only give it a try first."
Fang Zhuo said thoughtfully: "Xiao Su, be a good boy. What you don't get will always cause commotion. Maybe we have to create some competition."
"Let people come to us instead of us delivering to their door."
"I'm good at this."
Fang Zhuo said calmly.
What should you do if you encounter something you don't know?
Make it a familiar thing first, and then use rich experience to solve it.