Chapter 87: Counterattack

Yan Huiyi, who had returned from his illness, was appointed as the head of the Second Quality Control Group, responsible for quality control in the branch hospitals and cooperative medical units.

Changxing Hospital currently has three branch hospitals, two community clinics, and several cooperative medical units.

Zhao Feiyang entrusted this area of quality control to him. On the surface, it seemed like a significant responsibility, but everyone understood that Zhao Feiyang was using this opportunity to temporarily remove Yan Huiyi from the core leadership of Changxing. Yan Huiyi followed in the footsteps of Geng Wenxiu, but it was unknown whether he had the resilience to get back up after a fall.

At a high-level internal meeting of Changxing, Zhao Feiyang publicly announced this decision, and no one raised any objections. After all, quality is the foundation of a hospital's development. To improve the hospital's social reputation, the first step is to focus on medical quality.

Yan Huiyi looked at the members of the Second Quality Control Group he was to lead. Apart from himself, the others were all the directors of the branch hospitals and the heads of the community clinics. In other words, he was essentially a lone commander. Zhao Feiyang's move was too ruthless. On the surface, he was given the responsibility for quality control, but he had no troops to command.

Others also saw through the subtleties. Yan Huiyi was undoubtedly placed on the chopping block by Zhao Feiyang. If the quality control inspection over the next month did not satisfy Zhao Feiyang, Yan Huiyi would likely be completely ousted.

These branch hospitals, although bearing the Changxing Hospital name, still employed their original staff. They primarily served the community, and their work nature was entirely different from the main hospital. If the same quality control standards were applied, it would be impossible to implement, potentially leading to a situation where work could not be carried out.

Yan Huiyi stared at the document for a while, suppressing his anger and mustering his courage.

After emphasizing the importance of quality control, Zhao Feiyang asked the team members, "Does anyone have any comments?"

No one spoke, only the exaggerated sound of Secretary Chen Xing'an drinking water was heard. Zhao Feiyang respected Chen Xing'an, an old colleague, but only superficially. Chen Xing'an was a crafty old fox, but he knew his place in the hospital. As long as he did not obstruct Zhao Feiyang, Zhao Feiyang considered him a good colleague.

"Secretary Chen, do you have anything to say?" When everyone remained silent, Zhao Feiyang would say this to show his respect.

Chen Xing'an put down his teacup, the goji berries inside the crystal cup swaying like a curtain in the wind, or like a heart beating.

"I agree with Director Zhao's opinion. The quality control of Changxing has reached a point where it must be addressed. I suggest starting with the party members, setting an example for others to follow."

Zhao Feiyang solemnly said, "Secretary Chen's suggestion is excellent and important. Our medical work must be under the leadership of the party, and we must always be accountable to the party and the people."

The cooperation between the director and the secretary was very默契 (seamless). Chen Xing'an was versatile and did not stand out in any team, which was his strength.

"I have a question."

Yan Huiyi's first sentence was too soft, seemingly not drawing Zhao Feiyang's attention. Zhao Feiyang, while organizing his documents, said, "If there are no questions, we will adjourn the meeting."

"I have a question!" Yan Huiyi was thoroughly enraged by Zhao Feiyang's disregard. He believed Zhao Feiyang had heard him but was deliberately ignoring him to humiliate him in public.

Zhao Feiyang smiled, "Old Yan, are you still not fully recovered? Your voice is a bit weak. Speak up!"

Everyone realized Zhao Feiyang was intentionally humiliating Yan Huiyi. Many did not understand why Zhao Feiyang always targeted Yan Huiyi. Was it because he was promoted by Gu Houyi as a deputy director? It seemed more complicated than that. Could there be some unknown grudge between them?

Yan Huiyi said, "Director Zhao, you... you appointed me to lead the Second Quality Control Group, but... but... the group only has me..."

Zhao Feiyang replied, "Old Yan, you didn't listen carefully. You are the head of the Second Quality Control Group. Since you are responsible for the branch hospitals, community clinics, and cooperative medical units, your group members will be drawn from these places. This is to consider the specific situation. For example, the employees of the Weishan Island branch hospital are the ones who know the branch best."

Yan Huiyi asked, "What if they don't cooperate?"

Zhao Feiyang's smile faded, "Old Yan, your question is strange. You are the deputy director of Changxing and the head of the quality control group. Are you telling me you can't command them?"

Yan Huiyi's face turned red. Zhao Feiyang's words were a public accusation of his incompetence.

"I didn't mean... that... I... I mean... at least give me a few assistants... F... F... F... First... First... First..."

Qin Guoliang understood that Yan Huiyi was comparing his group to the First Quality Control Group, which he led. His group consisted of over thirty members, including department heads and head nurses. Yan Huiyi's group had only him, which was why he was so frustrated. Zhao Feiyang's actions left no room for maneuver.

Yan Huiyi's face was already purple, feeling as if he had internal injuries.

"Old Yan, I know the task is challenging, and the situation in the branch hospitals is very complex. That's why I thought of you. You have been a deputy director for the longest time and know Changxing best. You have always been on the front lines of medical work. I believe only you can handle this task." Zhao Feiyang put Yan Huiyi on a high pedestal, knowing that once he climbed up, he would mercilessly remove the ladder.

Yan Huiyi nodded, trying to calm himself. As long as Zhao Feiyang was around, he would never have a chance to rise. He had to leave Changxing, even if it meant a loss. He suddenly remembered something, "I want an assistant!"

When a stutterer suddenly speaks fluently, it means he has organized his thoughts.

Yan Huiyi's request was not excessive. Now the ball was in Zhao Feiyang's court. If he refused, it would be clear that he was using this to force Yan Huiyi into a difficult situation. What could one assistant change? How much difference would two people make compared to one in such a heavy workload?

Zhao Feiyang, of course, would not refuse, smiling, "Old Yan, do you have anyone in mind?"

Yan Huiyi asked, "Will you agree to whoever I choose?" His gaze swept over the other attendees, and the deputy directors felt uneasy. Was he going to drag someone down with him?

Zhao Feiyang said, "Try not to choose from the clinical front lines. Choose from the administrative side, and you can pick anyone below the deputy department level." This excluded all the deputy directors, as he also feared Yan Huiyi might bite back if pushed too far. If Yan Huiyi chose a deputy director to join him in the Second Quality Control Group, it would give him a reason to shift responsibility later.

Yan Huiyi nodded, instantly making up his mind, "I want Xu Chunliang!"

The meeting room fell silent, and everyone held their breath, even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Xu Chunliang was within the range Zhao Feiyang specified, and he was not a significant figure, but everyone knew he was Zhao Feiyang's man.

Yan Huiyi's choice of Xu Chunliang was not based on his ability. He just wanted to make Zhao Feiyang uncomfortable. You, Zhao Feiyang, have made me leave Changxing and humiliated me; I will show you that I am not so easy to bully. It's like I can't beat you, but I can beat your child.

Yan Huiyi was using this to challenge Zhao Feiyang. Geng Wenxiu realized he should say something, "Xu Chunliang won't do. He is currently in charge of the medical department..."

"Agreed!" Zhao Feiyang interrupted her and immediately agreed to Yan Huiyi's request. Xu Chunliang was indeed a good choice, but Yan Huiyi, you are too unaware of your own limitations. This knife is not one you can wield well.

Gao Xinhu did not make it to the meeting. On the day of the meeting, he returned from Nanjiang and planned to rest at home before reporting to Zhao Feiyang the next day. However, before he reached his doorstep, Zhao Feiyang called him.

Zhao Feiyang invited him to dinner, saying he wanted to welcome him back. Gao Xinhu could not refuse the director's invitation, so he hurried home, took a quick shower, changed his clothes, and headed to the agreed location.

Zhao Feiyang chose a place called Huajian Japanese Cuisine. If not for Zhao Feiyang's invitation, Gao Xinhu might never have visited such a place, not because of the price but because he did not enjoy it.

Gao Xinhu always thought that Japanese cuisine was more about form than substance, satisfying the eyes and mind, while Chinese cuisine was a feast for the tongue and stomach.

Japanese cuisine looked beautiful but tasted bland, and the enjoyment was all in the imagination.

Although Zhao Feiyang was paying, Gao Xinhu still brought a bottle of Maotai from home. If Zhao Feiyang only prepared sake, he would not be able to enjoy it, as it tasted like water to him.

Zhao Feiyang chose this place for its quietness. At his position, every move was watched, and the taste of the food was secondary. The key was the environment and privacy.

Huajian Japanese Cuisine was located near Nan Shan Park, surrounded by green trees. Through the gaps in the trees, one could see the artificial waterfalls and streams in the park.

The owner, Xu Ying, had studied in Japan and later made a fortune by doing cross-border shopping. The restaurant opened two years ago, adhering to the Japanese concept of craftsmanship, focusing on quality and precision, and had gained a good reputation among Japanese cuisine enthusiasts in Dongzhou.

Gao Xinhu arrived at the private room named Liankong, where Zhao Feiyang was already waiting, on the phone. At his position, the distinction between work and personal time was blurred.

He waved, signaling Gao Xinhu to sit opposite him.

Gao Xinhu sat on the tatami, which had been modified to allow him to stretch his long legs.

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