Seven Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Five Colorful

He Yuanzheng only watched 30 numbers today.

His hepatobiliary surgery department is a small department. Not only are there few doctors on the job, but there are also few trained doctors and interns. Most importantly, there are no senior doctors who can preside over major operations.

There are not enough doctors, and it is meaningless to admit too many patients. The surgical clinic is for surgery. No matter how many examinations and infusions are done, it is meaningless for the surgical clinic. Therefore, the result of increasing income , will only be caught by the medical insurance and dawdle until dawn.

This is also the reason why He Yuanzheng's resistance has not been too fierce since Ling Ran occupied the bed of the hepatobiliary surgery department. He would rather be taken advantage of by the emergency department than recruit another deputy director or director to share power with himself-even if a new deputy director is recruited, he must give him a treatment team, otherwise, what's the point of recruiting significance. Similarly, if He Yuanzheng wanted to give a treatment group to a strange doctor, what was the point of recruiting him.

What He Yuanzheng is looking forward to now is to cultivate several direct descendants under his command.

This is also a disadvantage of (relatively) young doctors. It’s just that He Yuanzheng, who is in his early 40s, has returned from studying abroad. Not only does he have no apprentices, but the mentors and apprentices who are suitable for him are too young to be independent immediately. He can only pressure others and let them improve slowly.

Fortunately, the training of surgeons is very fast - doctors who have been trained in regular medical schools, when they reach the age of attending, if given the opportunity, within two or three years, they will be no worse than the deputy high.

Of course, opportunities are not easy to give. To give opportunities is not only to give young doctors the opportunity to get better, but most importantly, to give young doctors the bottom line.

Even if it is the simplest cholecystectomy, many novices cut the gallbladder at the back, instead of taking out the gallbladder completely. When he made a high-level mistake, it was even more difficult to get it right.

For He Yuanzheng, Ling Ran's appearance actually solved a considerable part of his problems.

For example, the issue of bonuses—only relying on He Yuanzheng, a senior doctor, to support a department is not only hard work, but also the volume of operations and income cannot be increased. Therefore, it is not only the doctors who feel that the income is low, but also the nurses, regular trainees and doctors. Interns.

Although Ling Ranguang's model of not accepting people for surgery has increased the workload of nurses and doctors in the hepatobiliary surgery department, it has also greatly increased their income and greatly increased the stability of the department.

In addition, although it is rarely used, He Yuanzheng actually regards Ling Ran as part of his bottom line. In fact, there are not a few doctors in Yunyi who have such thoughts.

They usually don't even expect to be able to use Ling Ran, but if it really comes to a situation where life and death are at stake and the patient loses 4000 milliliters of blood, Ling Ran may be one of the few people in Yunyi who can turn the tide, maybe the only one who can turn the tide. doctor.

This is also one of the factors why doctors in hospitals respect senior doctors.

However, Ling Ran began to set foot in the outpatient clinic, which still made He Yuanzheng very worried.

What the outpatient clinics advertise is their reputation, which is a very public matter. If everyone comes to Yunyi in the future and seeks Ling Ran for hepatobiliary surgery, what should we do?

If it was an ordinary little doctor, He Yuanzheng wouldn't care, but Ling Ran's skills are so good, he's still young, he's handsome, he's supported by someone, he's full of topics...

He Yuanzheng couldn't tell what mood he was in. He finished reading his 30 numbers very quickly, and made an appointment for the plus number until the afternoon. Then he pretended to exercise his muscles and bones, left the consultation room, and then walked out of the corridor , then looked up at the calling screen at the nurse's desk, and asked, "Dr. Ling's number is gone? Are you done reading?"

After registration, Yunyi's outpatient clinic waits to be called in various waiting rooms upstairs, and the conditions are a bit like the waiting rooms of a better bus station. The consultation rooms of each department, like octopuses, surround each waiting room and the central hall. The nurse's desk in front of the corridor is responsible for calling the number and organizing the admission of patients who have not yet arrived.

The electronic screen in front of the nurse's desk will display the next called number and the patient's name.

It looks similar to McDonald's system, although not as easy to use as McDonald's.

When the doctors have any requirements for the queuing number, they will come out to the nurse desk and ask the nurse on duty to help implement or query.

He Yuanzheng is naturally very familiar with this set, but today's nurse on duty did not immediately go to the computer to check, but tilted his head to think for a while, put his hand on the corner of his mouth to make a cute gesture, and said: "Dr. 10 numbers have been arranged, and examinations have been arranged in the middle, and now there are still 2 patients who have returned from examinations and are seeing a doctor."

He Yuanzheng was originally displeased with the nurse's attitude, but hearing her words, he couldn't help frowning: "Only 10 numbers are arranged?"

"yes."

"Are you still seeing a doctor?"

"yes."

"Got it." He Yuanzheng turned around suspiciously, and decided to take a look for himself.

Seeing him open the door and walk into the corridor, the little nurse who answered the question just now said to the nurse next to him, "Do you think Director He's ears are broken? He has to repeat everything I just said before he can understand." Like."

"Don't talk nonsense...the door hasn't been closed yet." Another little nurse's voice was lower. If the key words hadn't been mentioned earlier, her words would probably not have been heard by He Yuanzheng.

boom.

He Yuanzheng slammed the isolation iron door of the corridor.

In the corridor, there are also two rows of seats for patients and family members waiting inside.

There are several consultation rooms with the signs of general outpatient clinic, attending physician and specialist outpatient clinic respectively.

There are only one or two people waiting in front of the general outpatient clinic and the attending doctor's door. Most of the patients who come for follow-up examinations or minor illnesses can be judged by seeing that there are few family members around them.

He Yuanzheng came to Ling Ran's consultation room naturally, and then slowed down.

"Judging from your MRI film, the liver and gallbladder problems are not very big, there are a few polyps, but it's okay... However, from your film, you have some slight problems in your stomach, which should be more Serious ulcers, from this point of view, there are certain varicose veins in the stomach..." Ling Ran's voice was unhurried, flowing out of the treatment room like a gurgling stream.

He Yuanzheng listened for a while, and then suddenly realized that you are seeing a doctor in my hepatobiliary surgery, watching and watching, and started to show the stomach and intestines for others?

He Yuanzheng frowned, thinking that he could talk to Ling Ran from this direction.

Then, He Yuanzheng simply sat at the door, waiting for the patient to come out.

wait ah wait...

wait ah wait...

Ling Ran was still talking about the illness with the patient. Not only was he talking about the illness, he also popularized medical knowledge for the patient.

A normal doctor's visit can be over in three minutes. When He Yuanzheng looked at his phone, a quarter of an hour had passed.

"Could it be that Ling Ran did it on purpose?" He Yuanzheng couldn't help thinking this, stood up again, and suddenly heard the patient standing up inside.

"Thank you, Dr. Ling, what you said is very detailed and good, so we can all understand it." The family thanked them a thousand times, and said again: "Then we won't have the surgery for now, and we'll go take some medicine first... "

Ling Ran's voice was as gentle as jade: "It's just a matter of looking after the illness, it doesn't have to be an operation. Remember to eat on time."

The patient continued to thank: "Okay, okay. Oh, you are more patient than those doctors we have seen abroad. Unlike other doctors, it is a mess."

"It's always good to have order."

"That is to say..." the patient thanked him and came out, walking out with a smile on his face.

He Yuanzheng hesitated for a second, then saw another patient enter and closed the door.

boom.

He Yuanzheng took a deep breath, looked at the closed door of the consulting room again, and felt that he should not wait any longer.

Turning around again, a bottle of alcohol gel hanging by the door suddenly attracted his attention.

The alcohol gel is colorful, and there is a reminder printed on A4 paper next to it: please disinfect when entering and leaving.

He Yuanzheng squeezed it a little, it smells like citrus, and it feels good on hands, but...

"Where did you get the alcohol gel?" He Yuanzheng couldn't help but mutter.

"Aren't they all there?" A patient looked at He Yuanzheng strangely.

He Yuanzheng looked around, and at the door of every consulting room, there was a colorful alcohol gel.

when did it happen?

Who bought it?

Who put it?

Why don't I know?

He Yuanzheng's eyes were full of perplexity.