Chapter 930

Has that young man grown to the point where he can teach surgeries to the top professors in the country? Pei Yingjie was a little puzzled. Although I have already had psychological construction before I came here, I still can't believe it in retrospect.

"If I hadn't stopped him, I'm afraid there would be more than this few people now." Director Kong drove out of the airport and returned to the city at a leisurely pace.

Han Guangzhi suddenly whispered, "Teacher, there is another live broadcast."

"Well, 10 patients are being treated today, and two of them are being operated live." Director Kong explained.

"Can the new TIPS surgery be done so quickly? Can it do 10 a day?" Pei Yingjie asked.

The success rate of the operation has increased exponentially, and the operation time has also been greatly shortened. This is simply an earth-shaking change for interventional surgery.

The more knowledgeable the person, the higher the level of the person, the more incredible they feel.

A layman may say that it was originally like that. But this is just a layman's term. People who have actually performed TIPS surgery, and doctors who are troubled by puncture failures and want to die, will never say such words.

"I didn't believe it at first." Director Kong smiled self-deprecatingly, and said, "But isn't the surgery done right under my nose, and I get used to it after watching too much."

"Have you learned it?" Pei Yingjie asked.

"Almost, but I'm old, and my technique is not as fast as Boss Zheng's. Now it takes half an hour for me to do one operation." Director Kong's tone showed a kind of pride that couldn't be concealed.

This is a bit too pretentious.

A TIPS operation, 30 minutes, still called slow? Isn't this a joke?

Pei Yingjie laughed and didn't take it seriously. Instead, he turned his head and picked up Han Guangzhi's cell phone, and began to watch the live broadcast of Xinglinyuan's surgery.

Soon, he finished reading.

"Old Kong, Boss Zheng's operation is really stable." Pei Yingjie sighed.

"That's it." Director Kong said happily: "I have watched twenty small operations, and they are almost out of the same mold, without any special changes."

Surgery can be done to this extent, treating portal hypertension as appendicitis, what a feat.

Pei Yingjie sighed, thinking of Jin Yaowu's sluggish expression after he went back, he felt a little regretful.

This is a heart demon. If he can't overcome it, Jin Yaowu may not be able to make an inch of progress in his life.

"Xiao Han, you're in good time." Director Kong said with a smile when he saw Han Guangzhi hastily retrieved the phone from Pei Yingjie's hand, thinking he wanted to hurry up and watch the live broadcast of the surgery.

"Huh?" Han Guangzhi was taken aback.

"After you've learned it, I'll invite Zheng Ren to fly the knife in a few days and go to our place to do a few teaching surgeries." Pei Yingjie laughed.

"By the way, Director Pei, something happened in Northeast China a few days ago, did you know?" Director Kong asked Pei Yingjie instead of explaining to Han Guangzhi.

"Is it about flying knives?"

"yes."

Speaking of Zheng Renfei's magic city, the two of them thought of something that happened in the past few days.

A few days ago, a department of a hospital in a third- and fourth-tier city in Dibei Province invited a professor from the Imperial City to perform an operation.

The money for the flying knife was agreed and signed.

The operation was successful, but the family members of the patient refused to admit it after the operation. It must be said that this is a red envelope, and the local director who invited the professor turned one head into two big ones.

Because the operation was successful and the patient was fine, this kind of "dispute" would not cause any serious problems at all. Relevant departments finally determined that the flying knife money belonged to the red envelope and should be returned, and the director was given a warning.

This matter has not yet fermented, but it has already spread in the circle of professors who are qualified to run throwing knives.

"It's a good flying knife, but you have to make trouble." Director Kong sighed, "There are only so many beds in the imperial capital. Do you have to squeeze into the imperial capital to see a doctor in the future?"

"It can't be helped." Professor Pei is very gentle, he just wants to let this matter go.

"In the future, Xiao Han and the others can catch up with good times." Director Kong continued: "Surgery, it is always necessary. Now we advocate more practice. In the future, all public hospitals will be doctors who are below the attending doctor. I want to find you Pei The director has to go to a private hospital for surgery."

"Aren't you allowed to leave here?"

"Well, I guess it won't be open to the society soon." Director Kong said, "But whoever said it is right, I guess I should practice more. Otherwise, once the operation is performed, the child will be born."

Han Guangzhi vaguely understood what Director Kong was talking about, and he said with a smile: "In Shanghai, the teacher's number is in the hands of the ticket dealers, and the number has reached 8,000."

"Is this a manifestation of value?" Director Kong said: "In the future, when you go to a private hospital, you will be charged 4,000 for a number."

"I'm not worth the price. It's supported by the hospital's sign now. We two old bones probably won't see that day. Guangzhi, if you study hard, there is still hope."

With that said, Professor Pei was taken aback.

"Zheng Ren, do you have a special number now?" he asked.

"No, he wasn't even let out of the outpatient clinic." Director Kong said: "Two days ago, Mr. Cui from the emergency department came to rob me, but I pushed him back."

"..." Pei Yingjie was speechless, the emergency department went to grab Zheng Ren?

"What's the point of going to the emergency room? I'm so busy and tired that I don't have time to do scientific research, and I don't even have time to fall in love."

"What did Zheng Ren say?" Pei Yingjie remembered that Haicheng No. 1 Hospital came to the emergency department.

"I think this kid is active in his heart, but he told me very well." Director Kong said: "Two days ago, there was a patient with superior mesenteric artery dissection. Mr. Cui asked Boss Zheng to take a look, and then he was admitted to the hospital. The surgery performed by the boss."

"This is a step-by-step process." Pei Yingjie smiled and said, "Old Kong, you are here not only to worry about foreign thieves, but also to guard against domestic thieves."

"Who says no? It's really not easy to do something now." Director Kong said: "If you open Boss Zheng's special-needs number now, I dare to mark a number of 10,000, and I would like to come or not. Wait until I get it." The Nobel Prize, one number is 100,000."

"..." Han Guangzhi was stunned.

"A year ago, I went to Xiangjiang to communicate. A director of gastrointestinal endoscopy cost 40,000 yuan a time, and only 15 days a month. After dinner, he said that he didn't need to earn more for a year, and only 30,000 to 50 million Hong Kong dollars. That's enough, and the rest of the time, I have to spend time with my family, play golf, and take a yacht."

"When can we do this?" Han Guangzhi's eyes brightened.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's not just my life, I guess yours is enough." Director Kong said with a smile, "When I went, I saw a few young doctors protesting."

"Protest what?"

"Their monthly income of 160,000 Hong Kong dollars is too little for me."

"..." Han Guangzhi was speechless, he really didn't know why there was such a big difference in value.