Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 177 Explosion in the middle of the night!

In this era of rampant piracy, Nie Chen's style of doing things is actually a bit out of date and out of place.

Especially in the barbaric era of 1990, when dragons crossing the river gathered in Shencheng, things like intellectual property rights, copyrights and patents can be said to be completely ignored.

As long as he can get the money, let him pirate the genuine one.

Therefore, in the negotiation between Nie Chen and Ye Wanqiu, the special drug rapamycin for vascular malformation was discussed through international channels.

Just as a global agent, you can get the 3000 million capital injection from the Ye Group behind Ye Wanqiu.

This kind of business model is beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even beyond the imagination of Li Dayong, who participated in it, and is also incompatible with this era.

Just that.

Chen Chunmei, who has understood the entire negotiation process, is passionate about the method and result of this negotiation, a young nurse who is already studying accounting.

It also gave her enough motivation to learn professional knowledge about corporate accounting and finance.

"eat watermelon."

After finishing the photos in the darkroom, Nie Chen took Chen Chunmei, who was still at his desk doing homework in the bedroom, and came out together to cut up the big watermelon in the refrigerator.

Say hello to Chen Chunmei's parents, brother-in-law and sister-in-law who have finished watching TV, as well as the nurses in the Aihua Clinic, and eat watermelon that is iced just right.

While watching TV.

The few nurses who had already signed the confidentiality agreement did not mention the content of today's negotiation in the Aihua clinic to the old Chen couple.

However, even if a non-disclosure agreement is signed, Zhang Xiuxiu, Huang Chuyu, and Dai Chunni, who have just joined the company, can negotiate a big contract starting at 3000 million yuan with Xinde Pharmaceutical and Ye's Group for Nie Chen.

This kind of desire to confide that shocked the depths of the soul made the little girls feel particularly good tonight.

"Uncle Chen, I don't know if there is a shortage of people in our kitchen? If there is a shortage of people, I would like to introduce my parents to help wash and chop vegetables."

Zhang Xiuxiu, a bold and pungent talker, asked the silent Lao Chen while eating watermelon.

"Lack of people? The kitchen is just starting now, where is the lack of people?"

Old Chen said to the lively Zhang Xiuxiu in a muffled voice, "However, Ah Chen said that the inpatient area on the other side of our tube building is about to open, and we really need people by then."

"Really? When does the inpatient area start?"

Nie Chen spat out the watermelon seeds and replied, "About the 25th."

Old Chen held the watermelon: "There will be a real shortage of people then."

Originally, Lao Chen's plan was that his husband and wife, together with his son and daughter-in-law, would run the hospital canteen together.

However, his son Chen Qiusheng still has a soft spot for selling tofu and making tofu, so he and his wife are currently running the outpatient canteen.

But yesterday Nie Chen told him that if the Tongzilou courtyard is fully repaired, half of the Tongzilou dormitory will be separated as wards.

At that time, it is obviously not enough for him to specialize in the food supply of the ward.

"At the end of the month, I'll call my parents in the next few days and tell them to collect the work on the construction site, and then come to our cafeteria to help." Zhang Xiuxiu was very happy.

After Lao Chen and some of them left.

Everyone lined up to wash up and went back to their rooms.

"Our outpatient clinic upgrade hospital should be called the first in China. This is the first privately owned hospital that breaks through the form of individual eight employees."

The homework is relatively detailed. Chen Chunmei, who already has some understanding of the current public-owned enterprises and various domestic systems and tax laws, and Nie Chen are the queens.

She lay beside Nie Chen and asked Nie Chen some questions in a soft voice.

She said with some pride: "In our current situation, we should be said to be among the best among the self-employed, that's why we have this resource and policy preference. Are you right, Brother Chen?"

"It's because the policy is tilted that we have this opportunity." Nie Chen corrected Chen Chunmei's mistake of reversing priorities.

Then they embraced each other and fell asleep.

Rumble!
Three twelve in the morning.

The sound of explosions that shook the ground came from a distance.

It made the bookshelves and ceiling in Nie Chen's bedroom hum.

Nie Chen got up from the bed and looked at the alarm clock with fluorescent hands on the bedside table.
The mind is muddled.

"What's that sound?" Chen Chunmei also got up at this moment, "Is it thunder?"

"It's not thunder."

Nie Chen, who was wearing a vest and boxers, got out of bed, stood by the moonlit window, and looked towards Aihua Road outside Aihua Community.

in the moonlight.

I saw the knitting factory that should have been brightly lit in the direction of the hut, but all the lights in the tin room were extinguished.

There was a faint howling sound coming from that direction.

Then there was a crowd like ants scattered, spreading out from the tin shed where the knitting factory was located to Haihua Road under the moonlight.

Nie Chen's face immediately tensed up: "There was an accident at the knitting factory. I don't know what kind of machine exploded."

"Help……"

In the early morning when everything was still, the densely packed crowd from the knitting factory ran on Aihua Road, and the cries for help came to Aihua Community more and more clearly.

obviously.

At this point in time, there was a factory accident at the knitting factory.

Judging from the explosion just now and the scale of the complete power outage at the factory, this accident was not a small one.

"Notify Xiuxiu, Chu Yu, and Chunni to go back to the Aihua Clinic to prepare first-aid supplies and go to the knitting factory for on-site first aid."

Before rebirth, Nie Chen, who had many years of experience in the emergency room, had already judged that the accident this time was definitely not a small one.

He put on a pair of trousers, leather shoes, and a white coat. When he walked out of the room, Chen Chunmei, Huang Chuyu, Zhang Xiuxiu, and Dai Chunni were all dressed.

Five people ran down the stairs thumping.

"Xiuxiu and I arrived at the scene. Chunmei, Chuyu, and Chunni, you three went to the outpatient clinic to prepare first-aid medicines and equipment, and then came to the knitting factory to meet me."

"Ok."

At the gate of the Aihua community, Nie Chen and Chen Chunmei each led a team and divided into two groups.

Nie Chen, who was wearing a white coat, went directly with Zhang Xiuxiu to the direction where the explosion sound came from the knitting factory.

On the way, when the female workers in overalls who ran out from the knitting factory saw Nie Chen in a white coat, they gave way one after another.

"Doctor, go over quickly. The boiler in the factory exploded! More than half of the factory building collapsed, and many people were trapped inside."

The employees of the knitting factory who were still in shock opened a passage and pointed out the direction of the incident to Nie Chen.

A crowd of people rushed past Nie Chen like a tide.

under the moonlight.

Everyone's hair was covered in dust, and most of the knitting factory employees had black ash on their faces.

A few of them pointed the way to themselves. The factory workers in their teens and 20s had their faces covered with ashes. Tears had already washed away the dust on their faces into two ditches.

"Sister, my sister is in the packaging department, and she hasn't come out yet."

When Nie Chen and Zhang Xiuxiu walked upstream to the scene of the knitting factory accident, there were cries and cries at the scene.

The whole scene was extremely chaotic, with no lights, no commanders, and no ambulance personnel.

Nie Chen, at the dusty scene, shouted to the volunteers who rushed into the scene and came out carrying the wounded: "My name is Nie Chen, and I am the doctor who came to the scene to give ambulance. The injured people are sent to me."

(End of this chapter)