Four Hundred and Twenty-Six, Come, Carry the Sedan Chair
"The road to medicine is smooth ()"
In medical circles, there is a peculiarity.
If a hospital or a department is not working, the doctors are often united as brothers. If you have a bite of me, you will definitely not be able to make you hungry. Moreover, if there is a good thing, everyone will communicate with each other. For example, selling sick numbers.
Most people don't understand this kind of thing. In 10 years, it was very popular.
Let’s not talk about how the Moutian Hospital developed. After these guys established the hospital, they will attack some hospitals that are not well developed. The salesman will tell the doctor: 30% commission for a patient number, which means that as long as the patient number spends 100 yuan in their hospital, he will give the recommended doctor 30 yuan.
Therefore, when many people go to see a doctor, they will often hear the doctor say something intentionally or unintentionally: Hey, XX Hospital does a good job of this disease. If you do it here, you see, ouch, the doctor can’t come in the middle of the night. .
Or the doctor will be very enthusiastic, solemn and considerate of you and say, "Hurry up, go to XX Hospital quickly, don't delay, they are doing a good job!"
The sick number didn’t understand, so he went to this X Tian Hospital in a daze. Then, the doctor hurriedly called the salesman of X Tian, and a person named XXX was sent to your hospital.
This kind of doctor's business is not very good, but they are very clear about the medical price. Moreover, X Tian Hospital pays great attention to word of mouth in this regard.
Although this kind of thing is rare now, it is not without it. In the past, it was selling sick numbers for surgery and treatment, but now it is selling sick numbers for medical examinations. Because medical examinations have been liberalized in the market, many private owners don't know where to get MRI or CT that is several levels away, and they start their business.
Many doctors will recommend patients to go to this kind of place for physical examination. He will say, ouch, if you can’t do it, go to XXX. The MRI there is cheap, and there is no queue. One to two hundred yuan for an MRI to the recommended doctor! This is a price that everyone in the industry knows.
After finishing the MRI, the patient happily went to a big hospital to find a doctor with the test, but the doctor refused!
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But once a hospital is awesome, and its scale is among the top three in the local area, what can it do? The relationship between the hospital doctors is as tense as Mao Zi and Hua Guo back then, and they might start working if they disagree.
How can we let these discordant doctors let go of their grievances for a short time? Because they can learn techniques from Dr. Flying Knife.
Zhang Fan himself did not expect that he had reached this level at all. He always felt that he was just flying a knife, earning a small amount of money, and practicing his proficiency in surgery. the front of.
Director Liang held Zhang Fan's hands inexplicably.
Director Yang's face was ashen, pretending that he didn't see Lao Liang, but he didn't introduce him.
When Lao Liang saw it, he smiled and said to Zhang Fan: "I am the director of the Second Spine Department, Liang He! You didn't say anything when you came to Jinhe. I still heard from the equipment dealer that you came to the hospital, so I hurriedly brought the department people came to welcome you."
Old Liang smiled brilliantly. The aggressive orthopedic surgeons probably had the same idea as Zhang Fan. Who is this?
Before he finished speaking, he turned to Lao Yang and said, "Look at you, Zhang Yuan is here, and he asked Zhang Yuan to wait at the hospital gate. If you are reluctant to part with your Mercedes, tell me earlier. Can I borrow a BMW."
Lao Yang's face was contorted with anger.
Just as he was about to open his mouth, Lao Liang said to Zhang Fan: "Category Zhang, please. Let me introduce the situation of our hospital to you!"
He smiled brightly like a flower, and Zhang Fan had no choice but to follow along with the introduction. The most important thing was that Lao Liang kept holding Zhang Fan's hand!
If you have cooperated two or three times, or have a familiar relationship before, holding hands like this can be regarded as the past. But when they met for the first time, Lao Liang took Zhang Fan's hand and was as affectionate as meeting a long-lost relative.
Zhang Fan was really embarrassed, but Lao Liang didn't feel awkward at all. "This is our outpatient building,
It was completed in a year, it is said that it was repaired by the golden retriever, this is our internal medicine building, you see, this is our orthopedic center..."
Old Yang Qi missed a trick, he had to follow behind Lao Liang and the others, and he was wronged like a child bride who didn't have enough to eat.
Not long after, several directors of the orthopedics department came. This is the news that Lao Liang asked people to spread out. With this status, even if Master Zhang Fan came, he would be treated like this.
Several directors enthusiastically came forward one by one to introduce themselves, Zhang Fan smiled and shook hands one by one. "Zhang Yuan, this time is in a hurry. Originally, an expert of your level came to Jinhe, at least he had to give a study class to our Jinhe orthopedic colleagues.
But I also know that your time is tight, the study class will only wait for you to be free, and we will listen to the teachings, but this time, you have to take good care of us old guys! "
"Hahaha, that's right, that's right, I watched your original video, and I still haven't figured out a lot of places. I originally wanted to find an opportunity to visit in person, but I didn't expect you to come to Jinhe first!"
Everyone was chattering, and Lao Yang's heart was full of sauerkraut.
When technology crushes, age seems to be insignificant. In an industry that is very particular about seniority, no one will stand up and say that Zhang Fan is too young, because everyone here is engaged in technology.
Surrounded by all the orthopedic departments, Zhang Fan started the preoperative rounds, and a group of doctors followed behind.
In the first spine department of Jinhe Orthopedics Department on the weekend, a group of white coats stood all over the corridor of the department, that is, on weekends, if it is on weekdays, there is probably nothing to do, there are too many people, not only the spine, but also the joints , the trauma patients were not left behind, even the hand and foot surgeons came to join in the fun.
Doctors with official establishments came automatically, and doctors without establishments were forced to come by the directors. The supervisors were all here, and the doctors who finally had a weekend had to come. The doctors all came, and the masters who had not graduated Of course they will come too.
But they don't care, anyway, even if there is no expert rounds today, they will come to change the medicine and rounds in the morning.
A group of male and female doctors followed behind the expert. To be honest, the expert couldn't hear what the expert said. Anyway, it was the director who asked him to join him, so it was enough to be a back figure.
"What did you do last night, the bags under your eyes came out! Your family came back from the capital? You said that they have a spine specialist, and let us participate in the spine, what's the point, you can't sleep late. "Two female surgeons from hand and foot surgery were secretly chatting at the tail of the team.
Neither of them are fresh graduate students. They both took the master's degree after working for a year or two. Of course, in order to be able to stay in the big city and to be safe, I chose a relatively unpopular major, hand and foot surgery!
This profession usually works day and night, and it is really not easy. After a weekend, a specialist came again, so the two female doctors, who are considered young women, were a little unhappy.
Another female doctor looked at the male doctor who turned around, and gave a push, "What are you looking at, I've never seen a woman without makeup. Listen carefully to the experts. Do you want to be an expert?"
Then he said to the female doctor next to him: "My family is busier than me in the capital. I haven't seen him for three months. Hey, what a life I'm living. I'm not as good as a nun. Let's make up the money so that the director We feel that Jinhe has a lot of orthopedic talents, and it makes the experts feel proud."
"I heard that the experts came from the frontier. It's awesome to talk about it. You can kill from the frontier to Jinhe. Tsk tsk tsk, that's amazing. When will I be able to make a lot of money by throwing knives!"
The female doctor, like YY, was almost immersed in her thoughts about throwing knives in the future.
In fact, relatively speaking, masters in marginal departments are even more marginal. Apart from paying attention to some things in their own disciplines, other disciplines actually don't care much.
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Zhang Fan modestly entered the ward under the support of a group of directors, and began expert rounds. Those who can enter the ward have a certain status. Everyone stood scattered, and then watched Zhang Fan's physical examination, and Zhang Fan asked. The doctor in charge held the medical records in his hand a little nervously, and repeatedly recited the patient's condition and the patient's examination results in his mind.
"What about the neurological assessment?"
Once he entered the working state, Zhang Fan's humble smiling face disappeared.
What is rigor and what is concentration is fully reflected.
The attendant answered fairly well, Zhang Fan nodded.
"Surgery, there is no other way. You have done a good job in the preliminary work, which is beyond my imagination. Your treatment and treatment methods are absolutely advanced and scientific. Especially the attending doctor, who manages so many diseases No, but the patient's data is as if it is printed in the brain, which is not easy.
A strong general has no weak soldiers! "
Everyone carried the sedan chair. After Zhang Fan checked the ward, he boasted to the family members of the patients in the ward, as well as several directors, and reported to the attending doctor.
This is what Zhang Fan learned, praise the director of the other party, he is young, but he gives face so much, so praise his subordinates!
The attendant trembled a little with excitement.
This luck! This pie! This is the expert, and this is the level!
After lifting the sedan chair, Zhang Fan comforted the excited family members of the patient with a few words.
Then he turned around and walked out of the ward with several directors to the operating room.
"Yuan Zhang, we need to prepare for the operation for a while, why don't we go to the office for some tea first?"
"Haha, it's up to you, I'm a soldier under the directors today, I'll go wherever you say!"
Zhang Fan smiled, this time the smile is humble, after all, he is young.
Just as Zhang Fan and the others left the ward, a group of doctors, regardless of whether they had learned the techniques of ward rounds, looked at the expert in front of them with feigned admiration as if they had been enlightened.
Although I know it's impossible, but if I'm serious about it, I'm sure I'll give it a helping hand?
Zhang Fan and the directors left the ward with a smile and left the aisle.
But at this time, the female doctor with swollen eye bags in the morning, as if she had been given supernatural powers by the great sage, stood there motionless, her face as if she had seen a ghost.