Chapter 385 I Do

"Doctor Ling, should we see the patient first, or the operating room first?" The vice president followed Ling Ran closely and asked kindly.

"I'm in charge of seeing the patients, and the others are in charge of the operating room." Ling Ran answered quickly.

While speaking, Master Huang Mao and his immediate superior Xie Yihe got out of the car behind and trotted over.

Compared with doctors, the medical representatives of pharmaceutical companies have a stronger understanding of equipment and equipment. Of course, it has to be a professional medical representative, such as Huang Maoshi who is cute, so he can only ask for help.

Besides Xie Yihe and Huang Maoshi, Yu Yuan and Wang Jia also went to the operating room.

They have all been in the operating room for several years. Even if they don't know the configuration of the operating room very well, they can always understand what's going on.

The vice president of the third hospital had an ugly expression, and laughed twice: "Our hospital also conducts surgical operations, and the protective measures of our own doctors must always be in place. Cross-infection, we're all screwed."

"You have your standards, we have ours, if everything in the Third Hospital is good, why bother to ask us?" Zuo Cidian also took over the words with a smile.

"Our standards are also well-known in Yunhua."

"Then your standards for throwing knives are low enough." Zuo Cidian's tone was blunt, and this was mainly the reason.

As expected, the vice president of the Third Academy lost his momentum.

The so-called short hand for grabbing people and short mouth for eating people, according to Ling Ran's current standards, the price for him to make throwing knives in other places is 5,000 to 10,000 yuan per case, and it can't just be one case, plus round-trip business class air tickets , After one day of surgery, there is always an income of more than 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

However, if you use formal out-of-hospital consultations instead of personal relationships, you will naturally not have this money. The Third Hospital is located in Yunhua, and apart from a few cars, the subsidy they give for each operation is only 500 yuan per doctor per day, which is not at the same level at all.

The deputy dean had a flattering face, and hurriedly said: "The main reason is that the conditions of our patients are not very good. If we ask them to charge more money, many of them would rather go to the hospital to get away with it. Hey... Speaking of this, I also have a headache..."

He put himself in the position of the victim, and Zuo Cidian couldn't easily hunt him down.

"That means Doctor Ling is willing to come." Zuo Cidian curled his lips: "For consultation outside the hospital,

Director Huo didn't want to do it at first, you should know it, right? "

"I understand that Dr. Ling is willing to come. It's really... rare. I have to represent the whole hospital and the patients in the third hospital. Thank you, Dr. Ling." .

"Go to the consultation room. I want as comprehensive video data as possible." Ling Ran interrupted the unpleasant conversation between the two.

The vice president resolutely stopped talking about the operating room, and Zuo Cidian didn't bother to talk too much.

Today's grassroots hospitals are actually very similar to township enterprises in the early 1980s. Their own strength is very weak, but they are somewhat resilient and reckless, and most importantly, they are very aggressive.

Unlike the doctors in the top three hospitals, they all have a clear understanding of their future plans - regular training, hospitalization, attending, deputy director, leading a team or attending, buying a villa with a flying knife, and reaching the pinnacle of life...

Doctors in grass-roots hospitals, unless they follow the administrative system, have no future if they take the technical route.

The longer the grassroots doctors stay in the grassroots, the more they can see the chain of contempt from the cruel medical profession. In the end, all grassroots hospitals will rush to recruit patients and make money. Because the only reason why doctors in primary hospitals can be respected by the whole system is that they can recruit enough patients.

In a hospital and department with enough patients, no matter how poor the doctor's level is, they will be looked at differently by the senior doctors of the tertiary hospitals.

If grass-roots hospitals can actively develop flying knives, they will not only get the attention of senior doctors in tertiary hospitals, but also get the favor of patients, and then enter a virtuous circle-in fact, if you calculate the cost of a patient's entire course of disease It is much cheaper to hire a senior doctor from a tertiary hospital to fly a knife in a primary hospital than to get the same medical service in a tertiary hospital.

Of course, if you just want to get the top domestic medical services regardless of expenses, the first choice will always be the top three hospitals, or to be more precise, the Xiehe Hospital, and then the other top hospitals affiliated to it.

But not every Chinese can ignore economic pressure.

Seeing a doctor in a primary hospital and asking a senior doctor from a large hospital to fly a knife can be said to be the most cost-effective medical solution in China at present.

Compared with the thousands of dollars paid to doctors for flying knives, the medical expenses of primary hospitals can save a lot of money. Especially for patients with limited health insurance, the difference in cost is even greater.

The situation of the Third Academy can be said to be very special.

As an infectious disease hospital, even if they can afford the money, they may not necessarily be able to get the throwing knife from the senior doctor.

Most of the flying knife doctors are constantly invited, and they don't need to earn money from the infectious disease hospital at all, and if they fail, they will have a bad reputation. Even a senior doctor who has not been invited would rather take a day off at home and play with his son and daughter and play with the dog.

Therefore, the Third Hospital can only try to get help from surgeons through the formal out-of-hospital consultation process.

At this time, Ling Ran was the best arthroscopist they could find.

Stacks of patient information were placed in the prepared office.

Zuo Cidian took out the X-ray films, hung them on the light boxes one by one, and then sorted out the MRI films and hung them on the light boxes.

The vice president stared blankly at this scene. He is a physician himself, but he has also cooperated with many surgeons, but he has never seen anyone who did this.

Ling Ran looked at them one by one. This was not an academic practice, but a practice of perfect X-ray reading ability and master-level MRI reading ability.

Ling Ran adjusted the order of the MRI films on his own, and then adjusted the order of the X-ray films.

Then, Ling Ran picked out two more X-rays and said, "Give them an MRI."

Before the vice president could respond, Ling Ran took out three more X-rays and said, "Their symptoms are not suitable for arthroscopic meniscectomy."

"Can't do it?" This answer is obviously more difficult for Comrade Vice President to accept than the request for MRI.

"Their knee joint problems are far more than just the meniscus. They need to merge ligaments and other problems and deal with them together. I can't do such an operation." Ling Ran revealed his shortcomings.

Vice President Ji Ai Ai said: "It doesn't have to be so perfect..."

"I can't do it." Ling Ran interrupted him.

"Okay." The vice president could only bow his head and say, "I'll go to the patients and explain."

Ling Ran nodded, and then continued to read the videos and medical records.

He always had to watch the videos to his full before going for surgery.

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Cloud Medical Emergency Center.

Lu Wenbin was as happy as a goose learning to fly.

He sent pig's trotters to the ward of the emergency center for a while, sent the pig's trotters to the inpatient building for a while, and sent the pig's trotters to the operation floor for a while.

Unlike other emergency doctors, he didn't have to be on standby in the emergency room or treatment room at all times, and after Ling Ran left, Ling's treatment team didn't have any surgery to do.

It's been a while since Lu Wenbin has enjoyed the treatment that the boss is not around.

In the past, when Huo Congjun was his boss, he had to go out for meetings from time to time. After changing to Ling Ran, Ling Ran's knife-throwing time was always on weekends, that is, when he went to the Shanghai stock market last time, so that Lu Wenbin could relax. some.

Lu Wenbin took an elbow in his mouth, and sang while eating: "Let's meow together, meow meow meow together, act coquettishly in front of you, ouch meow... ouch, I'll go... Director Huo?"

Lu Wenbin's mouth loosened, his big elbow fell to the ground, and he couldn't eat it.

Lu Wenbin's tears were about to fall, and he didn't know when the hospital corridor was disinfected last time. If it happened to be disinfected, this elbow might be saved...

"Here comes a patient with a flexor tendon injury. Ling Ran is undergoing surgery in the Third Hospital, and he can't make it back. He suggests you to do it. Do you think it will work?" Huo Congjun's voice came from above, and Lu Wenbin trembled all over his body. trembling.

"I...I do Tang method by myself?" Lu Wenbin couldn't care less about that big elbow that was so oily and still smelling delicious.

Huo Congjun nodded solemnly, and said, "Ling Ran said that you followed suit and performed 300 cases of tang sutures. Instead of sending the patient to do ordinary sutures, it's better to let you do it."

"I'll do it!" Lu Wenbin didn't dare to delay, for fear of losing this opportunity.