Chapter 650 Simple and Simple

The aunt's husband was immediately suspended from the operation, and the patient didn't even have time to take the anesthetic, so he put on his shoes and sat in the recovery room, waiting for the hospital's later decision.

Jinghua Sixth Hospital quickly set up a new conference room, which will be used as a consultation room for Mr. Feng Zhixiang.

What is the difference between a boss-level doctor and an ordinary cow doctor?

When ordinary cattle doctors may still be looking for flying knives, the boss said that if they want flying knives, the local hospital must try their best to create flying knives. The level of Jinghua Sixth Hospital is not low, but if a meeting room and a patient can make Professor Feng Zhixiang happy, they will definitely touch their hands.

"The conference room is relatively simple, please take care of me." Dean Wang led everyone into the conference room that was arranged in half an hour, and his tone was quite proud-even though our Jinghua Sixth Hospital's technical level is not good, even though The equipment and instruments of our Jinghua Sixth Hospital are not good. Although the academic ability of our Jinghua Sixth Hospital is not good, our organizational skills are still quite good, and we are political! Listen to the command!

Feng Zhixiang glanced at it and smiled: "It's pretty good, please trouble Dean Wang."

"No trouble, no trouble. It just so happens that the operation is over. Let's drink some tea? Professor Feng, I remember, likes Biluochun, right." Of course, Dean Wang didn't remember it, he just called a medical representative.

No matter how good a hospital is at entertaining people, it is not as good as a pharmaceutical company.

Professor Feng Zhixiang smiled indifferently, he had been licked too much, and this level of licking was not very powerful.

At this moment, Academician Zhu Tongyi cast his censorial eyes on Dean Wang.

"I wish the academician is oolong tea, right." Dean Wang quickly came to his senses.

Of course, he did treat Zhu Tongyi a little bit less just now. After all, Zhu Tongyi is a doctor in the Shanghai stock market, and there are thousands of miles between them. No matter how fast the Beijing-Shanghai line runs, there is still a difference.

Furthermore, the academician Zhu Tongyi is from orthopedics. To be honest, Zhu Tongyi is really good at becoming an academician of the Chinese Academy of Engineering with his major in orthopedics. He not only developed a variety of surgical methods, such as the Zhu-Ling Achilles tendon repair, but also developed a variety of orthopedic materials, such as hip One of the domestic hip joints used in replacement surgery was developed by Zhu Tongyi.

However, no matter how good his engineering was, he was still a bit lacking in power in the one-acre three-point land in the capital.

Unlike Feng Zhixiang, the identity of a general foreign expert has really produced a large number of disciples and grandchildren, all over the capital and various lower-level hospitals, a little peachy and plum everywhere, and the power to kill you casually.

However, Dean Wang didn't want to offend Zhu Tongyi for no reason, so he first talked about the tea, and then smiled at Zhu Tongyi: "Do you want any refreshments, Academician Zhu? .”

Zhu Tongyi didn't speak, and Mai Chun who came into the meeting room raised his hand and said, "Let me prepare the dessert, we have a chef invited from France."

Mai Zhe was a little helpless. A normal medical representative would not interrupt at this time. It would be easy to offend people and waste resources for no reason.

Pharmaceutical companies like to treat doctors, not for the sake of being taken advantage of. The first step is to get a return on the cost of expenses. Why give away things that other doctors don't want for nothing.

However, with Tian Qi standing behind him, Mai Ju had nothing to say.

Naturally, whatever Tian Qi said, he would do.

After getting the consent, Mai Ju took two steps back and asked Tian Qi in a low voice: "Do we have a chef from France?"

"No?" Tian Qi asked Mai Chun back.

Mai Ju stood in the meeting room, looked at Tian Qi with an incredulous expression, and asked, "Why do you think there will be?"

"Because I often meet chefs who say that they have just returned from France, or that they are French and have come to work in China..." Tian Qi asked Mai Chun strangely: "Hasn't the company hired such a person? You haven't met either." Pass?"

Mai Chun nodded heavily: "I usually eat noodles with soy sauce, that kind of shop can't meet chefs who have returned from France."

"How about a dinner with colleagues? No French chef to help?"

"No." Mai Zhe shook his head.

"Why?" Tian Qi looked at her.

Mai Zhe's lips were trembling: "Why did it happen, that... what should I do now? Where can I get a French chef for them? By the way, we don't need to specifically hire a French chef, just say that afternoon tea is enough. "

"Don't worry." This time it was Tian Qi's turn to persuade her, after thinking about it, he said: "My family must have a restaurant in the capital, I'll ask them."

This answer worked well, and Miguel became quiet.

At about the same time, the doctors of Jinghua Sixth Hospital had transferred the patient's case.

A doctor in charge of general surgery was pulled over to give an introduction. Ling Ran asked for a computer, opened the patient's video, and read it.

The patients in this hospital have such advantages. All kinds of information are ready-made, just pulled out from the system, consultation and so on, so there will be no trouble.

Especially for this kind of consultation with the participation of the vice president, the Imaging Department and the Technical Department both sent people to come, and they wanted to know what they wanted, which made people feel cool.

In addition to the doctors from the Sixth Hospital, Ling Ran, Zhu Tongyi, Feng Zhixiang and others present, doctors from other hospitals were also mixed in and they were not cleared.

There is no need to clear the field. On the one hand, Professor Feng Zhixiang did not ask to clear the venue, and the Sixth Hospital itself was not worried. On the other hand, the current surgical departments are all doing one operation, so they want to imitate the hen's "Ge Ge Da", "Ge Ge Da", various international conferences spend money to invite people to visit, and there are doctors from other hospitals If they are willing to wait and see, why should they stop it.

As far as the doctors in the foreign hospital are concerned, Professor Feng Zhixiang's flying knife surgery is not for nothing.

As far as the domestic medical environment is concerned, the flying knives of experts and professors often represent the highest level of their people.

It's not like performing an operation in this hospital, where someone will tell you what to do. When experts and professors leave their own hospitals and practice medicine in other hospitals, they bear responsibilities and risks. Under the current environment, experts who go out to make flying knives only do the surgery they are best at, and the operation process is as standardized as possible.

As a result, the average quality of flying knives is naturally much better than in-hospital surgery.

And major hospitals often have the willingness to train their teams by throwing knives. Using the normal process, it would cost a lot of money and energy to hire a famous doctor from the capital to guide the place, which is far less cost-effective than a throwing knife.

Even in order to ensure the quality of his surgery, Dr. Feidao has to guide the work of the hospitals below and complete the basic work.

Meng Shan also stared at the conference table with twinkling eyes. The operation just now, as well as Zhu Tongyi and Feng Zhixiang's emphasis on Ling Ran, all fell into Meng Shan's eyes, which made him feel something was wrong.

However, after leaving like this, Meng Shan was not too reconciled, and always wanted to find another opportunity.

At this time, Feng Zhixiang was already sitting at one end of the conference table, and began to explain the operation plan.

Radical gallbladder cancer surgery, plus a little liver resection, in Feng Zhixiang's view, is already a relatively mature solution. Now as long as it is confirmed that this is the case, then assign tasks according to the patient's situation.

"How about Ling Ran undergoing liver resection?" Feng Zhixiang discussed with Ling Ran, which was also his main purpose.

Ling Ran nodded in agreement, "Yes."

"As for the gallbladder, did you cut it?" Feng Zhixiang asked again uneasy.

Ling Ran nodded slightly: "Not many cases have been done, a total of 127 cases."

When he was in Yunhua, Ling Ran also went through a process of frenzied gallbladder cutting. His cholecystectomy was performed by himself.

Grumbling... Standing behind Zhu Tongyi, the 201-jin resident doctor drank mineral water, looked at the ceiling, recalled his surgical experience in his head, and couldn't help being filled with sadness. Not many cases were done for 127 cases?

Feng Zhixiang had a kind face at this time, and said in a comforting tone: "127 cases are indeed not many, but everyone practiced step by step..."

Grumbling... The 202-jin resident doctor poured another bottle of water.

Feng Zhixiang looked at him strangely, and continued, "Ling Ran, will you be my assistant when I'm desperate?"

"En, good." Ling Ran agreed.

Feng Zhixiang smiled and looked at Zhu Tongyi.

"Old Du woke up and insisted on saying something to Ling Ran. I asked them to record and send it over." Zhu Tongyi raised his phone.

The phone rustled a few times, and Academician Du's weak voice came: Dr. Ling, thank you, I have made up my mind, when you select the academician of the Academy of Engineering, if I am still alive, I will vote for you.

The recording was very short, and when it was over, Zhu Tongyi put away his cell phone, looked at Feng Zhixiang again, and said, "We old fellows from the Academy of Engineering are most looking forward to the joining of young academicians.

Feng Zhixiang really wanted to say: Do you think you can survive that year?

That is to say, there were many people present, so Feng Zhixiang remained silent.

"Afternoon tea is here." Mai Ju took the time to say, and after getting permission, he saw a man with the appearance of an old housekeeper enter with a smile: "I heard that everyone is very busy, so we made simple snacks for everyone to eat." Full belly."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Professor Feng Zhixiang said very politely.

"You're welcome." The old butler said and clapped his hands, and a row of messengers wearing high hats came in to deliver the food.

The long food delivery line and the food trays can almost surround the meeting room for a week.

"Because of the rush of time, I can only reduce it to 26 kinds of dim sum, please forgive me." The old housekeeper said politely.

A group of doctors who were still analyzing the case all looked straight.

Feng Zhixiang and Zhu Tongyi's eyes were all on Mai Chun.

"What's the name of your company?" Feng Zhixiang asked.

"Yunli Medicine." Mai Ju replied quickly, and sent a business card, and also sent one to Zhu Tongyi and Dean Wang.

"That's right, it looks like a big company." Feng Zhixiang nodded.

Dean Wang and Zhu Tongyi also looked at the business card and put it away.

Mai Chun was so excited that he was about to explode.

And at the bottom of the meeting room, Meng Shan got a piece of bread with foie gras in it, and he swallowed it in one gulp, and quickly made a decision: "Let's go to Qi's family to be skinned, the water here in Ling Ran is too deep gone."

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