Chapter 1886 Do You Know How Boss Zheng Makes Money?

"Ah?" After more than ten seconds, Gao Shaojie cried out in a daze.

"Ah, what, if the Nobel Prize is really interesting, it has nothing to do with you on stage to accept the award." Su Yundao, "But among the staff below, I must be the first one. If you have worked in the medical team for a while, you can Can you sit under the stage and join in the fun?"

"..."

Gao Shaojie was really stunned.

"This is a big event that you can brag about with your grandson when you retire. Do you want to do it?"

"Do it!" Gao Shaojie said directly from the heart.

He almost yelled, and the second half was out of tune.

"Don't worry, I remember that your son is going to take the college entrance examination." Zheng Ren said leisurely, "It's less than a month away. After the college entrance examination is over, I'll go there. I'll knock you for a few days."

Gao Shaojie almost forgot everything.

Except for people like Zheng Ren who have a bad three views, everyone else is eager for the Nobel Prize.

Su Yun seemed to understand a little bit why Zheng Ren didn't like the Nobel Prize, because it was manipulated a bit too much.

Not to mention the Peace Prize, the artificially synthesized insulin project after the founding of the People's Republic of China is a proper Nobel Prize project. But what?

The organ transplant project can also win the Nobel Prize, but what?

On the contrary, the LED lamp project won the most important physics prize, which is really ridiculous.

But after so many years of publicity, the Nobel Prize has become deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

I don't know what the people in the family who smoke... congenital porphyria are thinking now.

Su Yun began to think about this.

Zheng Ren then said: "Old Gao, you will have surgery in a while, you should pay attention to a few points."

He started to start class one, two, three, four, five again.

Gao Shaojie quickly forgot about the Nobel Prize, settled down, and listened carefully to Zheng Ren's explanation.

The more he listened, the more frightened he became. Gao Shaojie knew that Boss Zheng observed his own movements when the esophageal stent was just put in, and then summed up the shortcomings in his operation.

After all, it has been a long time since we had surgery together, and he has made great progress, Gao Shaojie absolutely does not deny this.

And just now I was just an assistant, and there were almost no real operations, so Boss Zheng can see so many problems?

After listening to it, the flame in his heart became more and more intense.

...

Xia Hua and the anesthetist sent the patient to the ICU. Normally, Xia Hua would not send this kind of postoperative patient himself. It is enough to have a doctor in training.

But today he felt that if he didn't send the patient, he would be sorry for Boss Zheng's surgery.

This was an illusion, but even if it was an illusion, Xia Hua followed his will.

As soon as he left the gate of the operating room, Xia Hua was surrounded by a group of family members of patients.

The family members were dumbfounded.

At the first moment, no one realized that it was someone from their own family who sent it out.

It wasn't until Xia Hua shouted the patient's name loudly that the family members jumped up and surrounded him like a spring on their buttocks.

The patient's eldest son was a little nervous, his emotions almost collapsed, he grabbed Xia Hua's arm, and asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor, is my father hopeless?"

"It's hopeless?" Xia Hua asked back.

"It's been a while since it was launched. I... I heard people say that when you open it, you can't operate it. It's the fastest operation when you close it." The patient's son burst into tears.

"No, no, the operation was successful." Xia Hua quickly comforted the patient's family.

"ah?"

"You guys are lucky. Today I invited a professor from the Imperial Capital to perform the operation. It happened that your father's operation needed to be performed in an emergency. He was in a hurry to leave. I had to go to the emergency department first, so Boss Zheng from the Imperial Capital came to the stage with me to perform the operation. done."

When he said this, Xia Hua felt so guilty.

I brushed my hands, put on lead clothes, and went on stage, but what did I do?

In the end, I tied a few knots, but looking at the face of Boss Zheng's assistant, it seemed that he disliked that his knotting was not professional enough.

This is amazing!

Let alone the operation, I didn’t even understand it myself, and the operation records were written in a dewy way.

I must ask Gao Shaojie to ask.

Even the surgery records have to be written with someone, saying that the surgery will be performed together...

But this patient was lucky to meet Boss Zheng.

What I said was not wrong. If I hadn't happened to be in a hurry to invite Boss Zheng to perform the operation, this patient would most likely need indwelling drainage, long-term postoperative anti-infection, nutritional support, and wait for the second-stage operation.

Regardless of how much it costs, whether the patient can survive the second-stage surgery is a problem.

"Ah? A professor from the imperial capital?" The patient's family was stunned.

"Well, good luck." Xia Hua continued to comfort him.

"Doctor... Didu... How much will Professor Didu pay for his hard work?" the patient's family members said with a sad face.

"Hard work?" Xia Hua was stunned for a moment, "It shouldn't be necessary, because it was done easily, and you are lucky. But if you want to express your gratitude, it doesn't matter."

After speaking, Xia Hua directed the patient's family members to push the patient straight to the ICU.

The patient's eldest son quickly consulted with other members of the family.

Xia Hua didn't want to think about other things. He didn't know Boss Zheng's income, but he thought that such a good doctor who can perform surgery shouldn't be short of money.

It's just that the flying knife money of 10,000 yuan is a bit small for me, isn't it?

Xia Hua cares about his heart, and his hospital sometimes invites professors from the imperial capital to perform operations.

Sometimes I think that’s all there is to it, and a professor with an average level will take away 20,000 yuan in surgery fees for one operation.

And Boss Zheng's wrist is only 10,000 yuan!

Is it too little for Boss Zheng's hard work?

Interventional surgery is not the same as surgery after all.

Although eating thread and wearing lead clothes for surgery, it is hard and tiring. But not many people know what interventional surgery can do, and how important it is.

Not to mention ordinary people, even doctors, 80% can't tell the scope of interventional surgery.

After all, it is a "new" means of minimally invasive treatment that has just begun. There are few doctors, and the patients don't know much about it. It is rare to ask an interventional doctor to throw a knife.

In all fairness, 10,000 yuan is a fair price.

It's just...Xia Hua thought of this, and immediately ran to the anesthesiologist, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Huang, do you have cash over there?"

"Cash? For what?" the anesthesiologist asked.

"Didn't I feel that the surgery fee for Boss Zheng was less?"

The anesthetist looked at Xia Hua with weird eyes, there were too many things in his eyes that he couldn't explain clearly.

He was stunned by Xia Hua.

"Brother Huang, what's wrong?" Xia Hua asked in a low voice.

The anesthesiologist's gaze made him feel like he had done something wrong.

"Do you know how Boss Zheng earns money?" said the anesthesiologist, "Just give your old man the amount of money that he used to throw knives? It's not enough to put a gap between his teeth."