On the Night I Was Fired, the Whole Hospital Begged Me to Go Back.

He Wujiu worked as a doctor at Renhe General Hospital for three years. He was not promoted for three years, was not a surgeon for three years, and was called "a freeloader" for three years. On the first day that the new dean took office, he was slapped with an expulsion order on his face - the charge was that he gave an injection to a vegetative state without authorization. He took off his white coat and didn't say a word. He only left one sentence when he walked out of the door: "Bed 3 will be smoked at 11 o'clock tonight, and everything will be prepared in advance." The whole hospital burst into laughter. At 11:04 that night, my whole body twitched in bed 3, and my heartbeat dropped to 30. The vice president came to power and failed. The anesthesiology department came to power and failed. Everyone in the hospital was admitted, and his pupils began to dilate. Someone dug out the notebook left by He Wu Jiu - three years, one thousand and ninety-six pages. He had written down every attack in advance. At two o'clock in the morning, the new dean drove into the village in the city and knocked on an iron door with peeling paint. The man in the room is eating instant noodles. "Dr. He, the whole hospital is waiting for you." He raised his head: "I have been fired." Three months later, on the surgery schedule of that hospital, there was a sentence written on the last line: [Difficult cases should be sent to Jingyuetang.