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   Walking on the road, Xie Wanying picked up the ringing mobile phone, it was Senior He who called.

   "Xie Wanying, the advice that Teacher Tao asked you to write is to put it in a document zipper bag, right?" He Guangyou asked, obviously helping Tao Zhijie to get things.

   "Yes." Xie Wanying nodded and asked, "Teacher, are you going to a meeting?"

   It is said that the teachers will attend an important meeting in the administration building tonight.

"Yes. Teacher Tao may need your document tonight. But he didn't have time to read what you wrote today, so I'll help him deliver it first." He Guangyou said as he got out of Tao Zhijie's car After checking the contents of the business bag, I went to the hospital administration building.

   "Is there a meeting in the hospital?" asked the nurse on the night shift who overheard.

  Xie Wanying put down the phone: "Yes."

   "So, you need to be extra careful tonight, maybe a hospital leader will come to inspect at night." The nurse thought.

   What kind of meeting was held by hospital leaders, and what kind of meeting was held, Xie Wanying did not know.

  In the administrative building, the door of the largest conference room opened.

  The doctors who received the notice came in at the agreed time on the phone one after another. There were about 60 or 70 people in total, and almost all the seats were filled.

   Dean Wu had something to do in the afternoon and came late, causing the meeting to be delayed for more than an hour. After coming in, he said to all the doctors, "I'm sorry, I'm late, have you had dinner yet?"

   "Have you eaten, Dean, have you eaten?" Zhao Huaming took care of Dean Wu on behalf of the colleagues present.

   "I ate it on the way." After President Wu replied, he said to the seniors who came here hard, "I trouble you to come back to the hospital at night, and you don't have time for meetings during the day."

   "We understand, Dean, we came here like this when we were young." Zhao Huaming and others said with a smile.

   Section Chief Yang helped open the chair and President Wu sat down. This special meeting is about to start tonight.

   A few large characters were typed on the screen of the conference room: Death Case Discussion.

   The doctors present had already learned the situation when they received the invitation, and their hearts were slightly heavy. Many people looked at Tao Zhijie, and they all remembered that Tao Zhijie was the doctor in charge of the dead patient. Time passed quickly, and the attending physician at the time was now a deputy high-ranking officer on his own.

  Tao Zhijie borrowed the patient's archived medical records from the hospital's medical record room, and handed them over to President Wu after sorting them out.

   Dean Wu's hand lightly placed on Teacher Zhang's thick stack of medical records, feeling as solemn as everyone else.

   Section Chief Yang lifted the lid of the cup for him and poured tea into it.

   Cleared his throat. Dean Wu looked at the tea in his eyes and was not interested in drinking it. He looked at all the doctors present, and he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

  Tonight are all the backbones and elites of various departments of the hospital. Four years ago, it was the same seniors of these elites in medical treatment. Everyone absolutely did their best, it can be said that they did their best and exhausted all the strength of the hospital.

Four years ago, there was a discussion of death cases. At that time, everyone had said everything. Most people reached a consensus. Only then did the final death case discussion record be placed in the patient's medical record file. .

   Now suddenly bring out the medical records again? What is good?

   One by one is very confused.

   (end of this chapter)