In the afternoon, a storm washed over Yun Hua.
Yun Hua Hospital, which was entirely white in color, shone against the backdrop of the blue sky. The few large steel words on the roof of the hospital were also painted to look brand new.
The huge advertisement in front of the medical technology building was promoting laparoscopic surgery. The instrument held in a blue glove looked like an evil doctor's equipment in a thunderstorm, but it also looked like an innocent boy's toy under the blue sky and white clouds.
Family cars slowly drove out of the parking lot, and the ground floor of the hospital, which was crowded a few hours ago, started to become empty.
Ling Ran drove his small Volkswagen Jetta directly to the berth of the Emergency Department in the hospital's underground parking lot. The surrounding berths were already full of cars. As long as one saw that the blue line in the middle was not empty, he knew that all the chief physicians and associate chief physicians of the Emergency Department were working. It could be seen that yesterday was a peaceful day.
The Emergency Medicine building was always full of patients, family members, and busy medical staff.
Ling Ran greeted them as he walked. He was very used to this kind of scene, especially when there were countless girls saying all kinds of strange things and doing all kinds of strange things every year.
Yun Hua Hospital was obviously much more rational than the school. Perhaps it was because he had not been away for a long time, there was no one who stopped him to send letters or flowers.
Ling Ran arrived at the office smoothly and found that Department Director Huo was not there. He greeted the few doctors who stayed in the office and lay comfortably on the chair. Then, he turned on the computer and looked at the latest situation in the department.
In the WeChat group that he did not know, messages were quickly refreshed.
"# Location # Doctor Ling has arrived at the parking lot."
"The small Volkswagen Jetta is so cute."
"It's so clean."
"Doctor Ling must really like this car. I really want to see Doctor Ling sweating while washing the car."
"Wow, it's such a hot day. He'll have to take off his clothes if he's sweating."
"# Location # Entered the Emergency Medicine building."
"I'm going to see Doctor Ling again."
"I'm so nervous."
"I showed the photos to the students from the provincial hospital last time, and they stopped showing the photos of the hospital."
"# Location # Arrived at the office."
"It's time to roll the dice."
"Let's go!"
…..
The office door was gently pushed open, and Su Mengxue, the young nurse, came in with a magazine in her hand. She shouted in surprise, "Doctor Ling, you're really here."
"I just got back." Ling Ran's expression was very relaxed. When he was in the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center, he felt very anxious when he saw so many empty beds. There was no such anxiety in Yun Hua Hospital. This was probably like the difference between eating at a buffet and eating at home.
"It's great that you're back, Doctor Ling." Su Mengxue sighed softly, and the youthful air of a young girl wafted into his face.
"Yogurt?" Ling Ran dug out a bottle from under the table and handed it to Su Mengxue.
"Yes, yes." Su Mengxue only remembered her mission after she received it. She quickly said, "Doctor Ling, your research paper has been published."
As she spoke, she placed the two magazines in her arms, which were already warm, in front of Ling Ran.
The top one was the Chinese Journal of Hand Surgery, and the bottom one was the Journal of Massage and Rehabilitation Medicine.
There was a small paper crane folded on the outside of the two journals. It sat in the middle of the magazines, and Ling Ran's article could be seen when he flipped it open.
The article published in the Journal of Massage and Rehabilitation Medicine was [The Key Points of Chiropractic Manipulation for the Cervical Spine: Exploration of 450 Cases of Osteopathic Manipulation for the Manipulation of Tendons, Tendons, and Osteopathic Manipulation]. Its influence was very weak, and it could only be said to be a published paper. But if it was used for promotion or to make up for the number of articles, it would not affect it. It would still be an article. For clinicians who did not like to publish articles, it was considered a mediocre work.
The Chinese Journal of Hand Surgery was different. Its influence factor of 0.45 was not high. It was equivalent to an average of two articles being cited once a year. However, this figure could be said to be quite good among Chinese journals. Clinical medical journals with an influence factor of more than 1.0 could be counted on one hand in the country. The main point was that it was a Chinese brand, and when it was published in the same field, it would be very prestigious. [The Key Points of M-Tang Technique: Exploration of 368 Cases of M-Tang Technique] was not an extremely powerful article to begin with, and it was considered a very cost-effective choice.
Of course, for young doctors, the publication of any article was very precious.
The promotion of many hospitals, including Yun Hua Hospital, followed a scoring principle. The scoring included all kinds of bonus points and deductions. The basic principle was to work normally, work overtime normally, listen to the leader, make no mistakes, and not get successfully complained about, and get seventy-five to eighty points. The promotion requirement was usually around eighty-five points. At this time, they needed to publish an article, have a reward, make new research results, and so on.
If they could publish two articles, it would be an opportunity for ordinary doctors to be promoted immediately, and they might even make an exception.
However, whether it was a normal journal or a core journal, publishing two articles was very tiring. Few doctors in ordinary regional hospitals could do this.
Under normal circumstances, if they did not spend money to buy articles or abuse young doctors to write articles for them, the normal procedure for ordinary doctors would be to write about two articles every five years, so that it would not affect the normal process of getting a professional title.
At this moment, Su Mengxue looked at Ling Ran in admiration and said, "Doctor Ling, you're too amazing. You wrote two articles in one go."
"I received help from a lot of people," Ling Ran said honestly.
Su Mengxue blinked and said very seriously, "A just cause enjoys abundant support, but an unjust cause finds little."
When the doctors in the office heard this, they were shocked. 'F * ck, this idiom can be used like this …'
When they saw such a beautiful young nurse looking at Ling Ran with admiration and racking her brains to think of words to praise him, even the middle-aged doctors wanted to shout that the world was unfair.
"Doctor Ling, then I'll go back." Su Mengxue waved her hand reluctantly, and she looked very cute.
Ling Ran smiled and nodded. He took out a chocolate bar from the drawer and handed it to Su Mengxue. He smiled and said, "I brought this back, try it."
"Okay." Su Mengxue's heart was as sweet as honey, and she skipped out of the office.
Ling Ran then lowered his head to look at his own article.
It was just that the article had been slightly edited, and the original meaning was basically maintained. Compared to the articles of the same period, it was about the standard of the average. Clinical medicine articles were just summaries of experience, and it was not very easy to publish.
The doctors in the office congratulated him one after another. Some of them followed the crowd, and some of them were really envious.
For most doctors, writing a research article was more difficult than performing one hundred surgeries, and it was even more difficult to write two research articles.
* Ring, ring, ring. *
The office's landline messed up everyone's messed up thoughts again.
One of them picked up the phone and hummed a few times before his expression became serious.
"A public emergency." The doctor put down the phone and said, "Everyone, report to the resuscitation room."
"How big is it?" All the doctors stood up.
"Level three, relatively big." Public emergencies were divided into different levels. Level one was a major incident, level two was a major incident, and level three was a relatively big incident. A relatively big incident referred to a case where three people died or were in critical condition. For a city like Yun Hua, it was a case that needed to be treated seriously, but it was not a rare situation.
According to the requirements of Yun Hua Hospital, when such an incident occurred, not only must all the staff of the Emergency Department be mobilized, but the other departments must also immediately send people over when they received the news.
Ling Ran put down the magazine in his hand, took a white coat, and walked quickly with the crowd.
When he arrived at the resuscitation room, he saw a group of doctors inside, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
Huo Congjun stood at the front of the crowd with a determined gaze. His white coat fluttered like a cape due to the air conditioner.
Beside him were Department Associate Director Du, Chief Physician Tao, and other leaders of the department. Zhao Leyi, Zuo Liangcai, and other young and strong attending physicians stood beside him. They looked well-trained.
Doctor Zhou and a few resident doctors were in the corner. He knelt on the stool with one leg and put half of his body weight on it. He lowered his head, used one eye to play with his phone, and used the other to observe the situation around him.
Ling Ran immediately walked over and patted Doctor Zhou's shoulder from behind as a greeting.
Doctor Zhou was so shocked that he almost dropped his phone. When he turned around and saw Ling Ran, he said angrily, "You didn't bring a gift when you came back, but to scare people?"
"I bought some local specialties on Taobao. They'll arrive in the afternoon." Ling Ran still had some experience in buying gifts.
Doctor Zhou pursed his lips. "Then you'll have to spend a lot of money."
"Academician Zhu gave me surgery fees, more than 100 RMB per surgery."
"More than 100 RMB is enough …" Doctor Zhou paused and felt that something was not right. He asked, "How much did you take?"
"31,550 RMB," Ling Ran answered accurately.
"You performed three hundred surgeries?" Doctor Zhou felt his teeth ache when he thought about it.
"Not that many. Some surgeries cost more. Less than two hundred surgeries in total, "Ling Ran said as if he was used to it. He then asked," Do you know the specifics of the incident? "
Doctor Zhou touched his chin and said in a low voice, "I heard that the robber drove against the traffic and collided with a sedan. Three people in the sedan died on the spot, and the robber was injured. He was sent here."
"Hmm …" Ling Ran looked at the group of doctors around him and said, "So, we won't be able to help?"
Doctor Zhou said with certainty, "I definitely won't be needed …"
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