Huang Zhong seemed to ask inadvertently, and the information content here was high.

How much is the salary of a director and a department-level cadre in a hospital? Can you afford such a luxury car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan?

Hundreds of thousands, this was an astronomical figure in the 1980s, and 99.99% of Chinese people dare not imagine.

Then where did your money come from?

If you can't explain it clearly, you will definitely be caught with a braid. Chen Xia is here for the first time, but she can't tell whether someone is a human or a ghost.

Chen Xia was stunned when he heard Secretary Huang's words. He immediately figured out the links and said with a smile:

"I drove this car, and my grandfather gave it to me. My grandfather is the chairman of Xiangjiang Four Seasons Group."

Huang Zhong also saw Xiangjiang Four Seasons Group in the newspaper. He was shocked and blurted out:

"Your grandpa is the boss of Four Seasons Group? Then are you the combat hero Chen Xia?"

"Hehe, it's me!"

Huang Zhong was excited and shook Chen Xia's hand again:

"Oh, it turns out that it's really you. I'm glad to you. I really don't know how many Chinese people were touching you when you roared at me. But why did you go to our poor place to work?"

This is what ordinary people think. You have mines at home. Is it necessary to come here to drink the northwest wind?

"Hey, stop talking. I turned out to be the vice president of Yuezhou People's Hospital. This was not because the leader arranged me to work in order to develop medical technology in the central and western regions."

Ciwangram said with emotion at this time:

"Since we are here, let's go directly to the People's Hospital and let the comrades from the east see that Wang Shu really needs a doctor."

We walked away as soon as we walked, and the People's Hospital was less than 500 meters away from the guesthouse, and everyone was chatting while walking.

The entire Wangshu urban area is only a few square kilometers, and its population and area may not be as large as Kezhen, so it can only be called a "mini city".

But at least we have everything we should have, such as cinemas, supply and marketing cooperatives, schools, hospitals, etc., all concentrated in one area.

When he arrived at the hospital, Vice President Robudaji had heard the news and took the staff to wait at the hospital...

Chen Xia thought about the hardship, but he really didn't expect that Wang Shuzhou People's Hospital would be so hard.

The entire hospital is full of bungalows. Except for a few office areas that are brick and tile houses, most of them are mud-walled houses. The roads in the hospital are all mud-ground, and a lot of animal feces are left behind.

If this hospital is placed in Yuezhou, people will believe it as a garbage dump.

Vice President Robudaji was still enthusiastically introducing Chen Xia:

"Director Chen, we now have 58 employees in the hospital, including 16 doctors. We now have two wards of internal medicine and surgical."

Chen Xia asked: "How many of these 16 doctors have college degrees? How many have secondary school degrees?"

Robudaji smiled awkwardly: "There is only one college student here, but he still volunteers to support the plateau. There are two junior college graduates, and the others are all elementary and junior high school education."

Chen Xia took a breath of air conditioning and was about to die. This is a very professional hospital. Why are most of the employees graduated from non-medical majors?

A primary school student treats people? This picture is so beautiful that I dare not think about it.

(In fact, even by 2020, there are few practicing physicians in county and township hospitals in the central and western regions. One is unable to pass the certificate, and the second person who passed the certificate immediately resigned and left.)

While talking, the group walked into the hospital outpatient hall.

As soon as I entered the hospital, I smelled a strange smell. Amitabha Buddha is really not that Chen Xia has a strong sense of superiority, but just an objective description of a fact.

There was really a strange smell floating in the hospital, all of which were floating out of local ethnic minority patients.

Chen Xia has seen some rumors in his previous life that some ethnic minorities in snowy areas rarely take baths, some don’t even wash their faces, and even exaggerated people rarely change their clothes. They only have a big robe in winter and wash them once a year.

Such personal hygiene is prone to breeding bacteria, viruses and parasites, so it would be strange if you don’t get sick.

Chen Xia suddenly didn't know what to do. The hospital was poor, there were few doctors, and the main ones were barefoot doctors. The patients had poor hygiene habits and were poor.

He only took office for a short time. After a year, he will definitely leave when the domestic limelight passes. What should he do then? Is there no change at all?

Chen Xia is a person who believes in fate. Since he came to Wang Shu, this is the "cause", and his fate has become related to this place.

He hopes that after he leaves, he can bring some changes to this poor place.

The staff of the hospital saw the state leader bringing a young man in, and looked over curiously.

Vice President Robudaji clapped:

"Everyone came here and let me introduce it to you. This is Comrade Chen Xia. He came from Yuezhou Hospital in Zhijiang Province. From today on, he will serve as the director of our Wangshuzhou People's Hospital. Welcome everyone."

Whether sincere or perfunctory, the applause was very warm, at least much better than the treatment of Li Jun in Yuezhou Hospital.

Huang Zhong and Ciwang Ram also encouraged everyone and left. Chen Xia's procedures were handed over to the relevant staff, so he didn't have to run errands anymore.

Robudaji took Chen Xia to his department one by one and introduced the hospital staff to him all the way.

What about Qimi Zhuoga, Dawayangzong, Lazhen, Gesang Quzhen, and Tsering Deji. After a while, Chen Xia was dizzy. These names were so hard to remember.

However, what impressed him the most was the surgeon Tang Lijiang, a Han nationality, who graduated from Xining Medical College and has been rooted in Wang Shu for many years.

Chen Xia respects such talents very much. This is the pure person. He is a person who is separated from the low-level interests and is a person worth learning from all doctors.

There are not many patients in the hospital. Many Han people have formal wages and some money. Ethnic minorities mainly focus on animal husbandry and planting industries. It is difficult to fill their stomachs. How can I have spare money to come to the hospital for treatment?

I really had an acute illness and could only wait to die. I rode a yak to the hospital for hundreds of kilometers, and the people were already cold.

As mentioned earlier, Wangshu is as big as the three Zhijiang provinces, and is even larger than the free shipping areas in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai.

Think about it, a herder had appendicitis and rode a horse to drive a cattle from Xuzhou to Hangzhou. How many days and nights have passed? Will the patient die?

Chen Xia went to the pharmacy again and saw a few medicines. Anyway, I didn’t see any medicines from Pumpkin Vine Pharmaceutical, or the world of tetracyclomycin.

The finance department learned that there was still 1,200 yuan in the entire hospital account.

Chen Xia asked in surprise: "How can you maintain the operation of the hospital with such a small amount of money? What should you do if the employees pay their wages?"

Robudaji quickly explained: "We cannot pay wages by ourselves. They are all paid by the state government. Everyone is collectively eating financial meals. The 1,200 yuan is the emergency funds."
Chapter completed!