Chapter 129 May the River Water Take Away the Sorrow

The outside of the hospital was busy, the hospitals in the surrounding counties kept making appointments for Zhang Fan, and the inside of the hospital was also busy.

Ouyang now completely puts himself in the position of the mascot. Although he doesn't care about the matter, no matter who the people in the city talk about Chasu Hospital, they will first talk about Ouyang, not Zhang Fan, Ren Li or Lao Gao.

However, the famous old lady, who is so arrogant, doesn't even preside over the hospital affairs meeting now. She comes and listens when she wants to come.

If you don't work, don't talk, and if you have something to do now, you can ask for it. "Yuan Zhang, it seems that several departments are up now.

But it still doesn't work. The training of young doctors cannot be relaxed. At critical moments, when you should be blackfaced, you still have to be blackfaced. You can’t see everyone with a smile and a kind face every day! "

Zhang Fan was not in vain in the first place, and the old lady insisted on ordering Zhang Fan on this, because she wanted him to focus more on this.

Ouyang delegated power, and Ren Li is also working hard to develop. Internal medicine exams are held every few days, and the doctors are exhausted, but the effect is remarkable.

In the past, people who prescribed wrong prescriptions, used drugs randomly, and took drugs beyond the expiration date. In these few rounds of training, everyone has also seen Ren Li's methods.

It’s okay for you to make mistakes, but if you don’t correct them, then I’m sorry, go to a study class, and go straight to study.

This kind of off-the-job learning is not a good thing. If you fail the first term, your salary will stop. If you fail the second term, you will have to pay the hospital money. If you fail the third term, the hospital will directly dismiss you.

Just like the Huaguo government, you jump back and forth, don't make me serious, once I am serious, you will have diarrhea.

In the past, the leaders of the hospital defined the hospital as a small regional general hospital.

But in Ouyang's hands, she set fire to the development of the hospital, and now the definition of the hospital has become a regional key hospital.

The definition has been improved, and of course the requirements for doctors have also increased. Doctors who used to dawdle in a happy life are now suffering. If they can't improve their business, they will be abandoned sooner or later. If you don't work hard, your job will be a problem.

Ren Li is also a person with a high heart. When she was pushed out from the bird market to tea by the people in the department, she didn't say anything, but she actually held her breath in her heart.

She is more concerned about the development of the hospital than Zhang Fan.

on Monday,

After the academic meeting without the dean, Zhang Fan came to his office meeting while shaking his head, crying and laughing.

"This old lady is completely letting herself go." Zhang Fan held a stack of documents that needed to be signed, and Zhang Fan forcibly distributed some of them to Ren Li.

Now in the Chasu Hospital, it is so strange that the three main leaders are trying to push out the signing right that symbolizes power.

As for Lao Gao, with all the sundries on his body, he can't even care about it!

"Zhang Yuan, are you busy, are you not busy, I have something to talk to you about." Ren Li stood at the door of the open office and knocked on the door.

"Hey, secretary, fast forward, fast forward, I probably sat here all morning this morning, what's the matter with you, tell me."

Zhang Fan smiled and invited Ren Li in. Then, he turned around and poured water for Ren Li to make tea.

Ren Li didn't refuse either. Sitting on the reception sofa and looking at Zhang Fan's back, she felt deeply moved.

At the beginning, when Zhang Fan transferred from the Department of Cardiology, she thought that this young man could endure hardships, but at that time she also thought that this young man could endure hardships.

Other internal medicine is just so-so. Originally, he wanted to stay in the cardiology department for training because of his hard work, but he didn't expect that his surgery skills were already almost earth-shattering.

Thinking back at the beginning, she wanted to put on airs to make him suffer, and then took advantage of the opportunity to be admitted to the cardiology department. Looking back now, Ren Li also feels that she underestimated the other party.

"Don't be too busy, just give me some boiled water, I don't drink tea! You don't have to think about drinking it, you will definitely lose sleep at night."

Secretary Ren in her early forties is no better than Ouyang. When Ouyang is angry, she can blow it out. It's not just whose fault it is.

But Ren Li is different, she is always stuck in her heart, so it seems that Ren Li will always have a faint worry.

"Okay, just drink some warm water. Secretary, what's the matter?" Zhang Fan smiled and sat opposite Ren Li.

Zhang Fan still respects Ren Li very much. To be honest, when the system was in place, Zhang Fan only wanted to increase the number of surgeries. As for internal medicine, he didn't even think about it.

As a result, when he was in the cardiology department, Zhang Fan and Ren Li not only learned the charm of internal medicine, but also saw the cruelty of internal medicine. In one night, several people died one after another, and the doctors could not save them.

At that time, it was also the first time for him to truly understand that medicine is too fucked up, and he lacks a little bit of knowledge, so it doesn't seem like a big problem at ordinary times.

However, it is always like a bomb or a landmine. I don’t know where the cat is waiting for you, and then waits for you to step on the mine and explode.

This also makes Zhang Fan, who has a system, feel more awe towards life and this industry.

This thing, to be honest, is like a child, or a young sapling, without a good teacher from the beginning, it will be difficult to become a big man in the future.

And in this business, there is no awe, really, the greater the ability, the greater the harm, because this is a matter of human life!

Ren Li looked at Zhang Fan with a smile, her smile was always as if she could see your secret, how should I put it, coupled with her perennial habit of watching, touching and listening, sitting there, you can't help but feel that you are not suitable there .

However, Zhang Fan had passed the hurdle of rotating doctors a long time ago, and he didn't feel a little bit about Ren Li's smile.

"Hehe, Zhang Yuan, general surgery is up now, orthopedics is up, and even the burn department is getting more and more powerful. Even outside the brain, there is Xue Xiaoqiao now, but when are you going to develop cardiothoracic surgery?

Cardiothoracic surgery cannot develop, and our cardiology department dare not develop many businesses. No one can support us! "

Ren Li stared at Zhang Fan.

This said, Zhang Fan was really embarrassed. He also wanted to develop cardiothoracic surgery, but the number of surgeries outside the system's brain hadn't been exhausted yet, so he couldn't open his heart.

"Um, as soon as possible, as soon as possible, after this busy period, I'm going to focus on cardiothoracic surgery.

Does Secretary Ren have any specific ideas? "

Zhang Fan quickly opened up the conversation.

"I just want to form a joint team of cardiothoracic surgery and cardiothoracic surgery, but now the cardiothoracic surgery is just a thoracic surgery, the heart, hey!"

Ren Li shook her head.

There are many organs in the human body that have not been thoroughly studied, but the brain and the heart are still the two most difficult organs at present.

Especially the heart, this thing is a calf covered in pimples, not only has great strength, but also has a bad temper.

If an accident occurs to the brain, even if the person dies, it will not be very fast, and often it will be delayed, either in a vegetative state, or in a state of paralysis. How much, it will give people some hope.

But the heart is different, not to mention trauma, even if you feel a little wronged, it can kill itself every minute and let you see where it is.

Therefore, in the early years, there was a rule in Huaguo that only hospitals with experience in heart surgery can carry out vascular intervention in internal medicine.

But I don’t know what’s going on, maybe it’s because of the great money, Manhuaguo’s vascular and cardiac interventions, no matter whether there is a cardiology surgery or not, anyway, if you have a cardiology department, you dare to go to it, and even county-level hospitals have become routine operations.

In fact, the failure of cardiothoracic surgery to develop is not a reason why Zhang Fan's system has not been opened.

Earlier, Zhang Fan felt that for this kind of department, new doctors and excellent transfer doctors would scramble to get into this kind of big department.

In fact, Zhang Fan thought it wrong, he himself had a smooth life in this industry, but others were not like that.

For example, for a large department, yes, the larger the department, the more hospital resources will be tilted.

However, from another perspective, the larger the department, the greater the pressure and competition for doctors.

To put it simply, for example, there are at least four doctors involved in a cardiothoracic surgery or an ordinary cardiothoracic surgery.

These doctors are all future competitors. Resident doctors are promoted to attendings, and there are only a few places a year. Whoever comes first, this is not only a matter of reputation, but also a matter of real interests.

Going to the deputy high school for attending, and the director for the deputy high school. The further you go, the more intense the competition.

As for other small departments, simple operations can be performed by one doctor and one nurse. For a little more complicated operation, there are only two doctors.

Fewer people mean less competition. The competition in this industry is not one stage, one stage.

If you enter a department, it can almost be said that this is a lifetime competitor.

If Zhang Fan didn't have a system and wasn't short of money back then, he probably wouldn't have chosen a big department, but wouldn't it be nice to find a small department?

When entering a large department, not everyone is Ouyang, and not everyone wants to do something. Most of them are ordinary people with low requirements, and they just want to live a little life of their own.

Therefore, now that the small departments of tea are getting better and better, the large departments, especially the departments that are difficult and difficult to get ahead, and prone to medical accidents, have become unpopular.

This is also a headache for Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan can't do the thing of forcing the bull's head to drink water. He can force people to come to the department, but he can't force them to work hard to be excellent. Therefore, the biggest problem is talent.

Just when Zhang Fan and the others were discussing the development of the hospital, a group of half-grown children far away by the Chasu River had an accident.

In winter, on the edge of the Tianshan Mountains again, the cold wind blew past, piercing the bones, and the children seemed not afraid of the cold. Although the steam was blowing from their heads while playing, their hands were still stiff with cold.

Older children know that calcium carbide must be put into the bottle quickly.

Therefore, when they didn't have their turn, they put their hands in their crotches.

Just like doctors put their hands under their armpits to keep warm before rounds in winter.

But the younger ones didn't understand, and hurriedly pulled beside the big brothers, vying to put this special bomb.

The little hands are frozen purple and purple, and then stick to the nose, just like the mask that women put on before going to bed at night, a layer of white and yellow hangs, and sometimes there is a black and brown snot lump frozen on the hand.

The little hands, which were already numb from the cold, had to play this kind of thing that can only be survived by speed. Really, there was no way to say it.

A trembling lump of calcium carbide was put into the ink bottle. In an instant, when the calcium carbide met water, a large amount of acetylene gas burst out, sizzling, like a boiling kettle, and the water splashed.

"Quick, unscrew the lid!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

The children shouted and urged loudly.

Looking at the water bottle that was boiling in his hand, the loud urging sounds in his ears made the child who was not very old and already a little nervous in his heart even more frightened.

Frozen little hands, anxious urging voices, if you use Internet words to describe this child, then he is in a panic right now.

After finally screwing on the lid in a panic, I heard the children urging even louder, "Quick, quick, throw it away, hurry up and throw it away!"

The older children also saw the danger, and now they don't ask him to throw the bomb into the hole, they just ask him to throw the bomb out of his hand as soon as possible.

The more he urged, the more confused he became, the more he urged, the more he panicked. At this moment, something went wrong with his hand, which was purple with cold, and he wanted to raise it above his head and throw it farther away.

However, before he threw it out, when he just raised the bottle above his head, he heard a "boom!", and the bottle exploded.

The instant explosion energy was released, and a blackened little hand was thrown in the air like a glove, and the child's head was instantly blown into a broken watermelon.

White brains, red blood, and black scalp, just like a bowl of tofu brains with chili oil and black fungus thrown to the ground.

The eyeballs were blown out, fell on the icy surface, froze instantly, and rolled into the distance like a black and white glass ball.

The youngest child didn't even cry out in pain, with a trace of nervousness, fear, and excitement on his face, and he was killed just like that.

Because the homemade bomb (a) exploded behind the head, the second half of the head exploded like a blast. And the seven orifices can't be seen directly, they are all black holes.

None of the surrounding children ran away. They were surrounded by each other, and some even covered their crotches with their hands to keep warm. They couldn't run away even if they wanted to.

The glass shards, the energy of the explosion, and the poisonous gas brought by the acetylene gas erupted directly in the middle of the children. This is Tiannv Sanhua.

The few children of the same age who were close by were equal to the fact that the bomb exploded in front of their faces.

In an instant, the eyes didn't have time to react, the glass, the sharp glass went straight into their faces.

The subsequent explosion energy was like a knife with a hurricane, and it lifted the faces of several children.

It was really lifted, with the tender flesh on the face, like a thug grabbing a child's big hand and tearing it off along the nostrils.

Flesh and flesh, just like the red watermelon pulp was scalded and closed by high energy before the blood had time to react.

And the children who are a little farther away and a little older, the glass shards flying over, yell!歘!歘! Directly on the face, like a blade on the neck, plowed countless holes.

This kind of wound, along with the energy that followed immediately, was directly blown into their wounds like, like blowing a balloon.

In an instant, the wound was like a confinement baby, puffing up, puffing out bubbles from the upper lip against the lower lip.

The energy brought the air into the wound, and the upper and lower edges of the wound were shaking and throwing blood and water, shaking non-stop, the blood was flying like spitting ideas.

Although I wear thick cotton clothes in winter, in front of this energy, it is like a piece of paper, which can be torn to pieces.

The nearest older child posted had his stomach cut open in an instant, and his fresh and tender intestines fell to the ground like a hanging pig off the water.

The glass ball hidden in the stomach, the intestines flow through, it is like a paper knife, and the intestines are cut open.

Yellow stool, white fat, cool body fluids, and red blood mixed together.

On the pure white ice, like an urchin smashing countless paints, it was spread out.

It seemed like a long time, but in fact, it only took a second or two. This group of children who were happy and joyful all fell down in an instant, without even moaning.

After falling down, it took about three or four minutes before the blood seemed to understand, and slowly flowed out from the four wounds.

On the icy river surface, the blood is like cold beer taken out of the refrigerator in summer, with ice flowers, and it seems to click when it flows.

A puff of black smoke rose into the sky. At this time, the workers who were off the night shift knew that something had happened.

These adults have heard of using calcium carbide to fry fish, but they have never taken it seriously, but they have seen too many acetylene explosions in this industry.

They didn't expect that today, because of one of their negligence, this thing exploded in the group of children who were supposed to be carefree.

Then, a few workers who got off the night shift ran towards the river.

When standing by the river, the scene in front of them, the crowd was so scared that they even forgot to shout.

Suddenly, a young woman yelled out loudly.

"Junzi, my Junzi!" Because she saw an arm thrown by the river, wearing a yellow woolen jacket with panda circles embroidered on it.

This is what she bought for her child in the city a few days ago!

Horrible, really horrible.

The wind blows, accompanied by the snowflake particles slightly hanging on the ice surface, just like the mother's sobbing, lingering over the glacier, unwilling to leave.

There is a trace of pain in the wind.

A group of workers immediately ran desperately towards the river. While running, weeping.

They hoped that their children would not be there, they prayed in their hearts, and they rolled and crawled on the icy river.

Boom, the broken bones and the ice were hard, they didn't seem to be in pain at all, they only wanted to see if there was their child inside.

The white ice surface is like a burial, the children present, and the parents are holding them in their arms, crying out of breath.

If the child was not present, the parents frantically searched for whether it fell into the river or was blown away.

Truly, the hearts of parents are with their children.

Not long after, the boss of the chemical factory also rushed over. Seeing the scene in front of him, he felt dizzy.

"Fuck you, why are you in a daze, hurry up, send the children to the hospital. Hurry up!"

The boss who used to be majestic and majestic at this time was so anxious that he almost peed his pants, his nose was swollen, and he even kicked and beat his secretary to find the car quickly.

Out of eight or nine children, four were killed on the spot. It was tragic and unspeakably tragic.

Especially the mother of the youngest child, sitting blankly on the ice, holding her incomplete child in her arms, not crying or making trouble, just sitting cross-legged on the ice quietly.

Dazed, dazed, looking at the ice hole where the children were smashed.

High-speed manual text typing Medical road smooth road chapter list