Chapter 505 Completed

After the operation, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Director He Yuanzheng of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery took the lead and invited everyone to dinner.

Guo Mingcheng coughed and coughed twice, and said, "Our plane has been rebooked for a red-eye flight, and Professor Feng will have to check the room tomorrow morning..."

He didn't want to stay in Yunhua any longer. It was obvious that there was no way to develop the lower court. Guo Mingcheng was even more indifferent to the vice president of Yunhua.

Professor Feng Zhixiang waved his hand, and said, "Today, the operation was flawed, and it's all up to Dr. Ling to save us. I want to respect Dr. Ling."

"Okay, then I will arrange it now." He Yuanzheng said quickly, and then asked Dean Zhou for instructions.

"Let me have a drink with you. I have to go home tonight." Dean Zhou is a woman, and she doesn't want to stay out too late.

The others were not easy to persuade, so they walked out with a haha.

Huo Congjun pulled Ling Ran, and said, "Both Professor Feng and Dean Zhou are willing to have a drink, so you can come too."

He knew Ling Ran's character, and he was afraid that Ling Ran would not want to go.

Ling Ran, who was opening the box, let Huo Congjun pull him, happy to examine the results by himself: one, two, three, four, five...

Ling Ran picked up a total of 8 bottles of "energy medicine", all of which came from "the admiration of colleagues", which greatly supplemented Ling Ran's stock of energy medicine. A few days ago, he was blocked in the operating room by fans, but he consumed 17 bottles of energy potions and did not make rounds. He was supported by "the admiration of his peers".

Now that there are 8 more bottles of energy potions, Ling Ran's inventory has increased further.

As for the middle-level treasure chest...

Ling Ran looked at the treasure chest, but never opened it.

Up to now, Ling Ran has already realized that it is not easy to obtain intermediate treasure chests.

Such a box must be opened with something valuable, so it is not too bad.

Walking out of the operating room, through the window, he happened to be able to see the above-ground parking lot of the hospital. Ling Ran looked at the crowds of ordinary cars, and suddenly a thought popped into his mind: even if there is no Transformers, it is still possible to drive a Bumblebee.

kindness,

It would be even better if the Hornet can be deployed to become a medical vehicle.

Turning into a tent is also acceptable.

The last time is to provide an on-site medical platform.

Ling Ran thought very concretely, then subconsciously waved his hand and opened the middle-level treasure chest.

A piece of silver light spilled out.

In the parking lot, there was no more bumblebee.

Or a more handsome medical car or something.

Ling Ran saw a book, shaking its spine, and it appeared in front of him.

"Could it be that the heart is not sincere enough?" Ling Ran thought of the phrase "Sincerity leads to success" that his mother often said, and thought to himself, should he be firm in asking for one thing, maybe it is because there are too many choices for the system?

Thinking so, Ling Ran waved and opened the skill book in front of him.

Single Skill Book: Acquiring Branch Skills - Arthroscopic Anterior Cruciate Ligament Reconstruction Surgery (Perfect Level)

Ling Ran has a flat mouth and a perfect level of skill, it feels like a deformed bumblebee——

"I still want Bumblebee." Ling Ran firmly believed.

"What do you want?" Huo Congjun turned to Ling Ran.

Ling Ran knew that Huo Congjun didn't have Transformers and Bumblebee, so he took the next best thing: "We should have our own ICU, so that we can send patients like today to our own department, so that they can be better managed and the prognosis should be better. .”

Huo Congjun felt refreshed when he heard Ling Ran say "we", and couldn't help but tilt his head to think about it, and said, "We do have a place to build an ICU now, but it's not easy to approve an ICU. It might take a few years time."

Today's hospitals are very rich. When it comes to construction, what really hinders hospitals is not the issue of funds, but the issue of approval documents.

The top tertiary hospitals in the region, such as Yunyi, casually support two to three hundred pharmaceutical distributors, or even more. If there is an approval document, even if the hospital has no money, one or several distributors can advance an ICU.

Anyway, for a hospital like Yunyi, the ability to collect money is also extremely strong.

However, hospitals cannot be built with money, and must be approved by the higher authorities.

For Huo Congjun, the upgrade of the emergency department to the emergency center has already taken a lot of effort, and it has been combined for many years.

Of course, the difficulty of building an additional ICU is far less than this, so Huo Congjun still took it into consideration.

Feng Zhixiang turned his head at this time and said with a smile: "Our department built a general intensive care unit a few years ago, which is indeed very useful. Xiao Guo also wrote a paper before, about the improvement of the prognosis of our ICU."

"Yes, the survival rate has increased, and the turnover rate of hospital beds has also increased." Guo Mingcheng was not in a good mood, but he still answered the question.

"How much improved?" Ling Ran took out his mobile phone and started to check the papers.

"Several percentage points, there is statistical significance." Guo Mingcheng laughed twice, hiding his guilty conscience.

There are not many front-line doctors who can do research well, and most of them just do it casually and publish it casually. It is considered good if they don’t ask medical representatives to help them buy papers.

Before Guo Mingcheng wanted to hire a deputy chief physician, he had to make some academic preparations. Bragging about his newly purchased equipment was a well-known secret on the medical front.

When Ling Ran heard a few percentage points, he put down the phone in disappointment.

Medicine and natural sciences are different. Such an improvement of a few percentage points is likely to be made by medical staff working more overtime, working harder, and screening more patients.

It is not a problem to increase the survival rate by a few percentage points if a group of patients in their 30s, 40s, and no more than 50 years old are screened out for patients who have undergone hepatectomy and are admitted to the ICU.

It is not necessary to use an obvious age as a screening condition, but it can also be screened according to the severity of the disease, or a few elderly but relatively healthy patients are intentionally mixed.

In general, because the research objects of clinical medicine are very different, the valuable percentage of research on mice is meaningless in clinical medicine.

"It's not just a matter of survival rate and turnover rate, but the degree of convenience is also different." Feng Zhixiang laughed twice and said, "The intensive care unit is located in our own department, so the burden on our doctors should be smaller. , saving a lot of time and energy.”

"However, the professionalism of the unified ICU can be more guaranteed." Vice President Zhou is not too impressed with the self-built ICU of the department. The cost is too high, and the significance of improvement is limited.

Feng Zhixiang looked at Ling Ran and said with a smile, "So we need a large department. Like our general surgery center, there are now more than 520 beds. It is very meaningful to build an ICU with 20 beds."

"Our beds are being upgraded very quickly," Huo Congjun said.

Feng Zhixiang smiled, turned to Ling Ran and said, "By the way, Dr. Ling said just now that he graduated from a bachelor's degree. Do you have any plans to study for a Ph. D.? If I do a direct Ph. D. here, it will come out in four or five years."

"I'm not going to graduate school anymore." Ling Ran answered decisively without waiting for Huo Congjun to change his face.

He is already a systematic person, and if he studies through graduate studies and Ph.D., the efficiency will be too low.

Huo Congjun's old face burst open in an instant.

Feng Zhixiang was obviously disappointed, and said in a flash: "That's right, none of the doctoral students under me can perform liver resections as beautifully as Dr. Ling's."

Guo Mingcheng wanted to hide in embarrassment.

He was born as a doctoral student of Feng Zhixiang, and he walked from attending to deputy chief physician step by step.

As far as today's surgery is concerned, Guo Mingcheng is really embarrassed to say that he was crushed, and he was not crushed at all, and he performed the surgery lightly.

In Guo Mingcheng's mind, Ling Ran's operation process is still playing back.

Guo Mingcheng has already noticed that the situation would definitely be different if Ling Ran had been given the operation from the very beginning. That hemangioma might not work at all.

It was Guo Mingcheng who made the operation difficult, and then... the operation was still done by Ling Ran...

Boom.

Huo Congjun opened the door first.

"Professor Feng, Professor Feng..." Ding Fan's children and family members immediately surrounded him.

Feng Zhixiang didn't speak immediately, but looked at He Yuanzheng.

He Yuanzheng is the director of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery. He is the signatory of today's surgery.

He Yuanzheng scolded his mother in his heart, and then thought about it, and said slowly: "The operation was successful, but there were some problems during the operation..."

Ding Fan's children and family members listened with solemn expressions on their faces.

The other doctors left silently.

Ding Fan's second son has been in the society for decades, with a quick mind, he stared at a doctor he knew, followed him quietly, found a corner to stop him, stuffed a red envelope, and said softly: "Doctor Sun, my father What went wrong with your operation, can you tell me in detail?"

Dr. Sun wanted to refuse at first, but on second thought, it was because he didn't transfer the red envelopes he received to the patient's account through the hospital last year, but returned them directly to the patient. Evaluation is advanced.

So, Dr. Sun was "forced" to accept the red envelope, squeezed it with his hands, and then thought about it: "Your father's condition is really complicated. There was a hemorrhage in the middle of the operation. Dr. Guo and Professor Feng couldn't control it. Dr. Ling took action." Stop the bleeding, and finish the operation..."

"Why... why didn't I understand?" The second child of the Ding family stopped Dr. Sun and refused to let him go.

"It means that Dr. Ling's skills are better than those of the doctors from the capital. You are looking for the wrong person." Dr. Sun is also from Yunyi, and when he said this, he was inexplicably crisp.

"I understand a little bit, but I'm a little confused, this... Is it a medical accident?"

"No."

"Then tell me more." The second child of the Ding family handed out another small red envelope.

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