"Head nurse, this patient is divided into twenty-three beds." Associate Chief Physician Wang Bingfu rushed into the office and immediately handed the list to the head nurse.
The head nurse skillfully put away the list and answered, "Where did you poach patients from this time?"
"Mine is amazing. If I treat patients from the military well, I'll be able to get a string of patients!"
When doctors looked for the head nurse to confirm the beds, it was mostly to snatch patients. This often happened in weaker hospitals or hospitals with fierce internal competition. The Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in the First People's Hospital of Floating Island had not had such a problem for some time. In normal years, the patients in the First People's Hospital would fight for beds from doctors.
It could only be said that the overflowing benefits of the Ling Treatment Group caused the internal living environment of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in the First People's Hospital of Floating Island to inevitably change.
For an associate chief physician like Wang Bingfu, the treatment group he led had to fight for the hospital's performance award, and they also had to fight for the performance award within the department. And if Ling Ran did not participate in these two things, it would be impossible for him to achieve these two things.
If the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was a small league, then Ling Ran was equivalent to a player on loan from a top league. The team that got him would have a decisive advantage.
Fortunately, the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was not purely a competitive league. Everyone could share Ling Ran, provided that everyone found suitable cases.
This was the most brilliant scheme that Wu Honglang came up with after racking his brains for a whole night. The effect was absolutely outstanding. The doctors in the department brought more than ten patients in addition to the head nurse's small notebook …
Although doctors who had been working for many years would accumulate a lot of resources inadvertently, it was impossible for them to find so many patients in a short period of time just by relying on the doctors' recommendations.
Ling Ran's reputation inevitably played a huge role.
This was the case with the patients Wang Bingfu was fighting for. The old man from the military was not his patient, nor was he even a patient's family member. He had found his connections through many twists and turns, hoping to find Ling Ran for surgery.
Hepatolithiasis was a disease that developed slowly. Many patients who came for consultation and surgery had many experiences of hesitation and withdrawal. Patients or their family members would naturally have some understanding of doctors who were good at this kind of surgery.
Wang Bingfu also became more proactive because of this.
When he worked under Wu Honglang, he was neither good nor bad. He was neither diligent nor lazy. He was neither a genius nor a fool. After working day after day, he became an associate chief physician step by step, but he also vaguely saw the ceiling above his head.
For most doctors, the ceiling of associate chief physicians was the most indifferent but also the most uncomfortable. For most doctors, the ceiling of associate chief physicians was the most indifferent but also the most uncomfortable.
This was just like a new employee in the workplace. There would always be a few months where he wanted to learn English or Japanese. It was as if he could break through the shackles of a white-collar worker and sublimate into a gold-collar worker.
According to the rules set by Wu Honglang, whoever's patient would be assigned to Ling Ran's surgery. Therefore, Wang Bingfu also hoped to learn something.
He found five patients who needed hepatectomy in one go, and he could be said to be the most hardworking person in the department.
The head nurse saw through Wang Bingfu's lie, but she did not expose him. She allocated beds to Wang Bingfu's patients and said, "You'd better confirm the surgery time so that I can arrange the nurses."
"They will definitely be sent to the ICU after hepatectomy. We have time," Wang Bingfu said.
"We received a hepatectomy patient who only stayed in the ICU for two days today," the head nurse said calmly. She was also reminding Wang Bingfu in a disguised way.
Wang Bingfu, who had a relaxed smile on his face, changed from surprise to solemnity.
He obviously realized that this was not a shocking headline from the distant news, but a real event happening right next to him.
"Is Doctor Ling so scary?" Wang Bingfu mumbled.
"You know it's Doctor Ling?" the head nurse teased.
Wang Bingfu smiled. "What are you talking about? Department Director Wu's specialty is not hepatectomy."
The nurses in front and behind the counter laughed softly. They seemed to have a tacit understanding.
"This is what the rumors say about Doctor Ling's super strong prognosis, right?" Wang Bingfu sighed with emotion again, and he wanted to verify it.
The head nurse's expression became a little more solemn. "Forty-eight hours in the ICU, seventy-two hours in special care, and seventy-two hours in a normal ward. Then, we can arrange for the patients to be discharged. If you bring more patients over, you might be able to delay until Doctor Ling's first patient is discharged."
"I can't find any." Wang Bingfu shook his head.
"Surgery time?" the head nurse asked again.
"Tomorrow." Wang Bingfu thought about it.
"Doctor Ling has booked six surgeries tomorrow. If you want to add to the schedule, you have to bring Doctor Ling's signature." The head nurse smiled.
"Then the day after tomorrow."
"Same." The head nurse felt that her tone was a little harsh. She said, "Doctor Ling will only be here for two days this week. If you can't make it, then so be it. You have to hurry."
Wang Bingfu knew this, but he could not help but feel a sense of urgency.
He nodded, hurried out, and went to the department director's office.
"Department Director Wu." Wang Bingfu gently knocked on the door and smiled obsequiously.
"Sick man, what's the matter?" As usual, Wu Honglang could not pronounce the right words.
"Department director, you're still busy. I told you that I didn't want to disturb you. Indeed …" Wang Bingfu put on a smile and said, "I have a patient with rather serious liver cirrhosis. His physical condition is still quite good, and he really wants Doctor Ling to operate on him. That's why I wanted to ask you to make an exception and see if you can arrange it for the weekend …"
Wu Honglang's expression was as calm as the frozen Drake Strait. On the one hand, he enjoyed the extraordinary respect and respect from his subordinates. On the other hand, because he was not the cause of all this, he could not help but feel strange.
"Department director, this patient is an old patient in our military base. He has come to me a few times in the past. He has also been to Beijing and Shanghai, but he has not made up his mind to come to us. I think the value of the surgery itself and the significance of publicity are both there …"
"Only Doctor Ling can perform the surgery, right?" Wu Honglang knew this, but he still asked.
He really hoped that Wang Bingfu would say something like, "Department director, it would be great if you could do it." However, Wang Bingfu's flattery was obviously not to that extent.
"The patient wants Doctor Ling to perform the surgery, hehehe." Wang Bingfu did not know what to do, so he laughed a few times.
Wu Honglang glanced at him in annoyance, waved his hand, and said, "Ling … Ran said that he will send someone over to do another assessment. Sort out the patient's situation and hand it over to him."
"Assessment? Is it the kind of pure pathology, or … "
"Pure pathology. The chief surgeon's freelance surgery fee is 10,000 yuan, and the assistants get 3,000 yuan, plus the business expenses. Tell the patient that if he has any objections, he should apologize. Don't force him."
"Don't worry." Wang Bingfu thought about the number of surgeries Ling Ran performed, and he could not help but be speechless. He said, "Pure pathology. I won't lose out. It's really time for the surgery." “
Wu Honglang said noncommittally, "You tell him whether he should do it or not. Also, pure pathology assessment is not unworldly. If you can cater to his interest, the department can help you pay some money. "
Wu Honglang also wanted to build a good relationship with the other party.
Wang Bingfu quickly nodded and asked, "Which teacher will come to do the assessment?"
"Yu Yuan. You've seen her before. She's an extremely small girl."
Wang Bingfu immediately matched Yu Yuan's name with the person in his heart and nodded slowly. "I'll look for my connections and see if I can do some work in advance."
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