The next day.

8:20 in the morning.

The anesthesiology department office.

As soon as Zhao Heng arrived today, he felt that the atmosphere was different from usual. How to describe this feeling? To exaggerate a bit, it was like the New Year was approaching.

Could the departure of the director have such a big impact on everyone?

Zhao Heng couldn't help but think.

It seems that before, everyone was just holding their anger in silence!

Soon, it was time for the morning meeting, everyone sat down, and Gao Jun began to speak.

"Recently, there have been some personnel changes in the hospital management, but to be honest, as of now, there haven't been any policy changes that affect everyone, so just focus on your work. However, I believe that in the future, whether in terms of treatment or other aspects, things will get better and better."

As Gao Jun started to speak, everyone's thoughts were different. Like the old doctor, Wen Shen, who had been through many such situations, had no big reaction, but a few of the new anesthesiologists had some secret thoughts going on.

Soon, the morning meeting ended, Gao Jun inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, from the day before yesterday to today, he had not been relaxed at all. The sudden departure of the former director required him to readjust many of his plans, and he had been extremely busy these past two days.

Ten minutes later.

In Gao Jun's office.

"Are you okay, teacher?"

Sitting on the sofa, Zhao Heng saw Gao Jun's tired look and couldn't help asking.

Right after the morning meeting, Gao Jun called Zhao Heng to his office to talk about the tender issues.

"Even if there's something, I have to hold on; it's a critical period now."

Gao Jun forced a smile and said.

"The tender is about to start, and now a company has suddenly pulled out, which has left many departments in chaos."

He paused and continued.

The departments he mentioned all originally had Pfizer as the confirmed supplier chosen by the former director, but now that Pfizer had also collapsed, many pharmaceutical companies were eyeing such a huge piece of cake.

It could be expected that now in the entire hospital, everyone capable of participating in the distribution was on the move.

"But it doesn't really relate much to our department, right? After all, we previously chose Sino Company."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment and said.

The lure of profit is strong. Originally, the medical supplies sector is very lucrative; otherwise, how could the former director have built such a large business? But now, these have all become illusions; you could say years of planning have gone to waste.

"You shouldn't put all your eggs in one basket. We initially chose Sino for balance considerations. After all, we couldn't let Pfizer alone dominate."

Gao Jun said something that surprised Zhao Heng a bit.

Listening to him, it meant there are other medical equipment companies besides Sino Company to choose from.

"Are you suggesting we compare options?"

Zhao Heng asked.

Because Gao Jun's meaning was very clear.

"If you're in contact with Sino Company, just continue to do so, but also don't let them feel it's too easy. You need to find the right balance."

Gao Jun smiled and said.

Although he wouldn't receive any kickbacks, what can be gained from medical equipment companies, kickbacks are just the most basic method.

The water inside is indeed deep. To put it simply, for example, if the anesthesiology department wants to hold any event, these medical equipment companies will arrange everything, and these are hidden benefits, not necessarily using the direct kickback method.

Although Gao Jun himself didn't need these benefits, he also had to consider for his subordinates; not everyone, like him, is backed by a powerful family and can ignore these welfare benefits.

"Alright, I understand."

Zhao Heng nodded. Gao Jun's words were clear—it was about playing Sino Company.

Otherwise, with Pfizer gone, Sino might think they have it all sewn up.

The lesson of Pfizer's monopoly is right before them, and Gao Jun certainly wouldn't repeat the same mistake.

Coming out of Gao Jun's office, Zhao Heng pondered; these issues were things he hadn't encountered before.

Although he also wanted to just focus on being a dedicated doctor, some things were unavoidable, especially in Eastern Hospital, this top-level hospital. The anesthesiology and perioperative center could be said to be under Gao Jun's control, and as Gao Jun's only student, Zhao Heng had significant influence.

Having influence, he could actually decide many things, which would slowly reveal themselves sooner or later.

Arriving at the ward, Zhao Heng first went to the bedside of the girl, Miaomiao.

"How are you feeling today?"

Zhao Heng asked.

"Just a bit in pain."

Miaomiao replied.

"Well, now that the surgical wound hasn't completely healed, it will be a bit painful."

Zhao Heng said.

"Today you can change the dressing and check the healing of the surgical wound."

After a pause, Zhao Heng said.

"Okay."

Miaomiao nodded. Although one eye was wrapped in gauze, the vitality revealed from the other eye was completely different from when she was admitted.

This illness is something that everyone in this world cannot escape from, and must face.

"Changing the dressing might hurt a little, bear with it."

Tian Zhen, standing beside, bent down and began to change Miaomiao's dressing, reminding before doing so.

"I'm not afraid of the pain."

Miaomiao said. After getting this disease, she had been accompanied by pain day and night, and since falling ill, she hadn't had a good night's sleep. Now, this little pain from changing the dressing was nothing to her.

Soon, Tian Zhen slowly peeled off the gauze from Miaomiao's surgical wound, revealing a black hole in front of them, causing Miaomiao's father to have a look of discomfort on his face.

For a young girl, having such a black hole on her face was indeed too cruel.

"It'll be much better after getting a prosthetic eye."

Seeing Miaomiao's father's pained expression, Zhao Heng comforted him.

"Well, doctor, is this recovery considered good?"

Miaomiao's father asked.

"The recovery is good. The surgical wound is healing well, with no signs of ulceration or inflammation. Now changing the dressing once a day, waiting for the stitches to be removed is all that's needed."

Zhao Heng said.

"That's good, that's good, thank you, Dr. Zhao."

Miaomiao's father repeatedly thanked him, feeling that no matter how many times he said thank you, it was never enough, as Zhao Heng kind of saved an entire family.

"I want to see what I look like now."

Miaomiao suddenly said.

"Child, the doctor said you'll get a prosthetic eye later."

Miaomiao's father said, thinking if he let his daughter see herself now, with that large black hole on her face, she wouldn't be able to take it.

"It's okay, Dad, I just want to see."

Miaomiao continued.

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