Three Hundred and Twentieth Chapters to Test

After three days, Wang Haiyang was called back to the operating room again.

Stepping on the door of the operating room, Wang Haiyang put on a mask and asked, "How much is it this time?"

As the chief physician of hand surgery, he travels around all the year round, and the price of flying knives is stable at 10,000 yuan. Comrade Wang Haiyang has reached the age of entering the operating room and doing whatever he wants.

Especially when he went to someone else's operating room, he was more relaxed.

Anesthesiologist Su Jiafu also just came here, walking around on two stools under his feet, as if playing with a fitness ball, when he heard Wang Haiyang's question, he looked at his watch and said, "Four fingers."

Wang Haiyang sighed in admiration: "Old Huo is fine, he found two severed fingers in three days? Don't really cut them off now."

Su Jiafu raised his eyebrows, and said skillfully in this scene: "The brachial plexus is anesthetized. Director Wang."

Wang Haiyang's mouth went bald, and he turned and said, "Aren't you generally under general anesthesia? The brachial plexus with four fingers amputated is anesthetized. Will the patient die of boredom in 20 hours?"

With happiness in his mouth, Wang Haiyang turned his head to look at the patient, ready to give an apologetic smile.

There was an awkward smile on Qi Leqiu's face at this moment: "Director Wang, we meet again."

Wang Haiyang looked at Qi Leqiu's hand in surprise, and recognized it: "Isn't it, your hand is broken again?"

"No... no, I just watch Korean dramas..." Qi Leqiu wanted to explain too much, and the anesthesia interfered with her brain functioning.

"Vascular crisis." Ling Ran cleared his throat, frowned and said, "I should let the person who notified explain..."

"I didn't listen carefully." Wang Haiyang chuckled and took the responsibility on himself.

"Heparin and urokinase have been used, it's useless..." Ling Ran briefly introduced a few sentences, and said: "Cut it and see."

Wang Haiyang nodded, it was all up to this point, if he didn't cut it open, his fingers would definitely be lost.

Qi Leqiu blinked his eyes, and said in a jiffy, "Well, I didn't mean to disturb, after we cut it open, how long will it take? Is it really going to be 20 hours?"

"That's not necessarily true." Wang Haiyang said with a smile.

"20 hours will really be boring to death." Qi Leqiu looked at Wang Haiyang pitifully, and asked, "Can you also show me a screen, post a drama or something?"

Wang Haiyang was old and dull, and Lu Wenbin next to him was already feeling emotional: "You have a really big heart."

"Can you show me a peaceful movie." Qi Leqiu said seriously, "I'll be fine if I don't watch Korean dramas."

"It's not good in the animal world." Wang Haiyang entered the chatting state, and cut with the scalpel, and said in his mouth: "If you watch a cute little deer being bitten to death by a wolf, your blood pressure will skyrocket. The most fearful thing about this operation is the sudden rise and fall of blood pressure..."

Comrade Su Jiafu, the anesthesiologist, coughed twice, and said, "Director Wang, don't look down on people. You can show an animal world. If the patient's blood pressure soars, I'll lose."

Qi Leqiu, who was lying on the cold operating bed, inexplicably felt that he was very comfortable with the conversation in the operating room, and couldn't help laughing: "This is a lose-lose."

Su Jiafu's feet trembled when stepping on the stool: "If I lose, you don't necessarily lose. There is a way to deal with the blood pressure soaring."

"I don't care, you're betting on the patient." Qi Leqiu snorted twice, and said, "If you put on a play for me, I'll just ignore it."

Su Jiafu's voice suddenly weakened: "I can't play the show for you."

"Then sing me a song." Qi Leqiu made the request smoothly, without changing anything because of being in the operating room.

Su Jiafu hummed for a long time, then whispered: "I can't sing either."

"Tell a story."

...

Wang Haiyang and Ling Ran looked at each other, lowered their heads silently, and quietly cut Qi Leqiu's fingers.

In less than an hour, the operation was declared complete.

Ling Ran went out with the cart, and said to Qi Leqiu and the family members of the patient who had just arrived, "The prognosis after surgery is also very important, so don't show Korean dramas this time.

TV, movies, novels, etc. that are likely to cause intense emotions are not allowed to watch. "

"Where are the comics?" Qi Leqiu said faster than anyone else.

Ling Ran was silent for a few seconds, and said: "You go to the ward with the patient first, and I will ask the nurse to give you a detailed lecture later. You choose two family members and listen carefully."

The patient's family obediently agreed.

Looking back, Ling Ran thought for a while, and asked Wang Haiyang who came out from behind, "Can we give exams to patients and their families?"

"take an exam?"

"Well, for the precautions, the patient and the patient's family members are required to pass the exam."

"Otherwise?"

"Otherwise?" Ling Ran thought for a while, and said, "Otherwise, the nurses should pay special attention, and the patient's discharge time should be extended accordingly... It should be treated the same as rehabilitation. If the patient is really unwilling, we will also Impossible to force, but at least know what to expect."

Wang Haiyang thought for a while, and said: "You say so, Xiehe seems to have an examination for patients, but I have nothing to do with the emergency department."

"I'll go find Director Huo." Ling Ran didn't even stumble, turned around and left.

Wang Haiyang waved from behind, wanting to call Ling Ran to stop, but think about it.

If an ordinary doctor goes to the chief director for advice, or this kind of work opinion related to the whole department, the probability of being scolded is not high, and the probability of being despised is very high.

However, if it was Ling Ran who raised the opinion...

...

office.

Huo Congjun listened carefully to Ling Ran's suggestion, nodded slowly, and said, "Since you think there is a need, I can discuss it with the head nurse. It is nothing more than prolonging the missionary process. We are now building an emergency center. , also need a little new atmosphere, you can learn from Xiehe..."

For Huo Congjun, such small reforms don't need to be taken too seriously. Especially in the emergency department, only Ling Ran's patients need this policy.

Since the new policy only involves Ling Ran's treatment group, if Ling Ran requests it, just modify it.

However, when it came to the emergency center, Huo Congjun became interested again, and said, "Our current conditions are a little bit lacking, and I'm still in the process of promoting it. Ling Ran, your brand is also going to be played, I remember you There are also patients referred by foreign doctors? If there are any more, we will use the brand of our Yun doctor, you know."

"I have it now." Ling Ran took out his phone and looked at it. I have an appointment for the day after tomorrow and I am going to board the plane today.

"Come the day after tomorrow?"

"A track and field athlete from Kenya." Ling Ran said.

"One... It's okay, let's accumulate more..."

"Patients in Asia, Africa and Latin America lack medical insurance, and if air tickets are added, they don't think it's a good deal." Ling Ran explained casually.

Huo Congjun's eyes turned green when he heard this: "Are there any foreign patients who don't come because of the cost?"

"There are probably six or seven people." Ling Ran said, "I can only contact doctors, but I can't determine the reason."

"Call them over, we can't do anything about air tickets, but we can reduce medical expenses appropriately."

"Okay." Ling Ran didn't want to worry about the cost. In front of Huo Congjun, he edited an English paragraph and sent it to the email, copying it to many people.

Huo Congjun nodded in satisfaction, and said meaningfully: "Medical services, not to mention the medical part, but in terms of services, it is also an economic activity in the final analysis. If we want to improve the technology of Yunyi, we can't be limited to Changxi. In one province, it’s like you are doing Achilles tendon repair. Your competitors are not other doctors in Chauncey Province, but doctors in sports medicine across the country. Going further, like now, your opponent is the whole country. He is a senior doctor in the world, at this time, what is tens of thousands of medical expenses?"

Ling Ran said "Yes", indicating that he heard it.

"Mayo is open to the world and has attracted a large number of patients to develop to today's level. There are also many hospitals in our country, all of which are cooperating with Mayo. At the beginning, they even gave patients discounts on medical expenses and sent them over. , now look..." Huo Congjun clicked his tongue twice, looked at Ling Ran, and said, "If you don't occupy a position, the enemy will."

Ling Ran nodded "Yes".

"What do you think?" Huo Congjun asked.

Ling Ran thought about it, and said: "I think...you are too obsessed with the establishment of the emergency center, you are too excited, your sympathetic nerves are excited, your heartbeat is strengthened and accelerated... On the other hand, the mentality of worrying about gains and losses prompts you to set your goals. It is very high, so that even if it fails, it will not feel too lost. After all, there are many hospitals that have not become Mayo. Compared with the emergency center, it is easier to accept psychologically. This is why many people take the exam to find a job. When buying a house or a car, they will deliberately call out an unattainable goal, because they will not be able to reach a very low goal..."

Huo Congjun patted himself on the forehead and made this expression:

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Then, Huo Congjun cleared his throat and said, "Look at my brain, I was a little distracted just now, where did we just talk?"

"Sympathetic excitement?"

"A little ahead."

"You asked me what I thought."

"Before that, by the way, I remembered, have you contacted the foreign patients?"

"Let me take a look." Ling Ran looked down at his phone, flipped through the mailbox, and then looked up: "No one has answered yet... Director Huo?"

In front of him, where is Director Huo? In the silent office, there are only a few pots of green radishes, as if they have just been watered, wet and dripping on the ground.

The water droplets sliding down the leaves are slightly sticky, and under the action of gravity, they are pulled out into long silk threads, shining brightly under the sunlight.

The green radish lazily stretched the leaves, as if the process of absorbing water just now had exhausted all its energy, looking unbearable.

Only the clean green face shows the innocence that belongs only to Luluo.