Three days later, Wang Haiyang was called back to the operating theater.
Wang Haiyang stepped open the door of the operating theater. He was wearing a face mask when he asked, "How many fingers did you get this time?"
As a chief physician of the Hand Surgery Department, Wang Haiyang traveled all over the place all year round, and he was a senior doctor whose freelance surgery fee was stable at ten thousand RMB. He was already at the age where he could do whatever he wanted in the operating theater.
Especially when he was in someone else's operating theater, he could be more relaxed.
The anesthetist, Su Jiafu, had just arrived as well. He walked around on two stools as if he was playing with a fitness ball. When he heard Wang Haiyang's question, he looked at his watch and said, "Four fingers."
Wang Haiyang clicked his tongue in admiration. "Old Huo, you're good. You found two people with four severed fingers in three days? Don't do it on the spot. "
Su Jiafu raised his eyebrows. He was very familiar with the situation. "Brachial plexus anesthesia. Director Wang. "
Wang Haiyang pursed his lips and changed the topic. "Don't you guys usually get general anesthesia? It's a brachial plexus anesthesia for four severed fingers. Will the patient be bored to death for 20 hours? "
Wang Haiyang turned to look at the patient and prepared to give her an apologetic smile.
Qi Leqiu had an awkward smile on her face. "Director Wang, we meet again."
Wang Haiyang looked at Qi Leqiu's hand in surprise. He recognized it and said, "No way, your hand is broken again?"
"No … No, I was just watching Korean dramas …" Qi Leqiu wanted to explain too much, but the anesthesia interfered with her brain function.
"Vascular crisis." Ling Ran cleared his throat, frowned, and said, "I should have asked the person who notified me to explain …"
"I didn't listen carefully." Wang Haiyang chuckled and took the blame.
"I've used heparin and urokinase, but it's useless …" Ling Ran gave a brief introduction and said, "Cut it open and see."
Wang Haiyang nodded. At this point, if he didn't cut it open, his finger would definitely be gone.
Qi Leqiu blinked her eyes and stammered, "Um, I didn't mean to disturb you, but how long do we have to do it after we cut it open? Do we really have to do it for 20 hours?"
"Not necessarily," Wang Haiyang said with a smile.
"20 hours of boredom will really kill me." Qi Leqiu looked at Wang Haiyang pitifully and asked, "Can you show me a screen too? Can you show me a drama or something?"
Wang Haiyang was old and slow. Beside him, Lu Wenbin sighed with emotion. "You're really open-minded."
"You can show me a movie that calms me down," Qi Leqiu said seriously. "It's fine as long as I don't watch Korean dramas."
"Animal World won't do either." While Wang Haiyang was chatting with Ling Ran, he made an incision with the scalpel. He said, "If you watch a cute deer get bitten to death by a wolf, won't your blood pressure go through the roof? The scariest thing about surgeries is that your blood pressure will go up and down …"
The anesthetist, Su Jiafu, coughed a few times and said, "Chief Wang, don't look down on us. Why don't you show us the world of animals? If the patient's blood pressure rises, I'll admit defeat."
Qi Leqiu, who was lying on the cold operating table, inexplicably felt that she was very used to the conversations in the operating theater. She could not help but smile and say, "This is a lose-lose situation, right?"
Su Jiafu's foot, which was on the stool, trembled. "Even if I lose, you might not necessarily lose. There are ways to deal with the rising blood pressure."
"I don't care. You're betting on the patient." Qi Leqiu snorted and said, "Show me a drama, and I'll pretend that nothing happened."
Su Jiafu's voice immediately became weaker. "I can't show you a drama."
"Then sing me a song." Qi Leqiu made her request very smoothly. She did not change anything just because she was in the operating theater.
Su Jiafu huffed and puffed for a long time before he whispered, "I don't know how to sing either."
"Tell me a story."
…..
Wang Haiyang and Ling Ran looked at each other. They lowered their heads silently and quietly cut Qi Leqiu's finger.
In less than an hour, the surgery was announced to be completed.
Ling Ran followed the cart out and said to Qi Leqiu and the patient's family members who had just arrived, "The prognosis after the surgery is also very important. This time, don't watch Korean dramas. Don't watch TV shows, movies, novels, and so on that can easily cause intense emotions."
"What about comics?" Qi Leqiu spoke faster than anyone else.
Ling Ran was silent for a few seconds and said, "Follow the patient to the ward first. Later, I'll ask the nurse to give you a detailed explanation. Choose two family members and listen carefully."
The patient's family members agreed obediently.
When he turned around, Ling Ran thought about it and asked Wang Haiyang, who came out behind him, "Can we give the patient and the patient's family a test?"
"Test?"
"Yes, things to pay attention to. The patient and the patient's family members must pass the test."
"Otherwise?"
"Otherwise?" Ling Ran thought about it and said, "Otherwise, the nurse should pay special attention to the patient's discharge time and other aspects should be correspondingly extended … It should be treated the same as rehabilitation. If the patient is really unwilling, we can't force them, but at least we know what they will encounter."
Wang Haiyang thought about it and said, "Since you put it this way, Peking Union Medical College Hospital seems to have a test for the patient, but I don't care about the Emergency Department."
"I'll go to Department Director Huo." Ling Ran turned around and left without any hesitation.
Wang Haiyang waved behind him. He wanted to stop Ling Ran, but after thinking about it, he gave up.
If a normal doctor went to the department director to give advice, and this kind of advice was related to the work of the whole department, the probability of being scolded was not high, but the probability of being despised was very high.
However, if the person who gave advice was Ling Ran …
…..
In the office.
Huo Congjun listened to Ling Ran's suggestion seriously, nodded slowly, and said, "Since you feel that there is a need, I can discuss it with the head nurse. It's nothing more than lengthening the process of teaching. We are now building the Emergency Medical Center, and we also need some new atmosphere. We can learn from Peking Union Medical College Hospital …"
For Huo Congjun, such a small reform did not matter too much. Especially when the Emergency Department only needed this policy for Ling Ran's patients.
Since the new policy only involved Ling Ran's treatment group, if Ling Ran had a request, it would be fine to modify it.
However, when it came to the Emergency Medical Center, Huo Congjun became interested again. He said, "Our current conditions are slightly lacking, and I'm still pushing for it. Ling Ran, your brand also needs to be promoted. I remember that you still have patients who were referred by foreign doctors, right? If you have more, you'll have to use Yun Hua Hospital's brand, understand? "
"I have one now." Ling Ran took out his phone and looked at it. 'I have an appointment for the day after tomorrow, and I'm going to board the plane today.'
"The day after tomorrow?"
"A track and field athlete from Kenya," Ling Ran said.
"One … Alright, let's accumulate …"
"Patients in Asia, Africa, and Latin America lack medical insurance. If we add the cost of air tickets, they won't think it's worth it," Ling Ran casually explained.
Huo Congjun's eyes turned green when he heard that. "Are there foreign patients who don't come because of the cost?"
"There are six or seven people," Ling Ran said, "I can only contact the doctors, but I can't confirm the reason."
"Call them over. We can't do anything about the air tickets, but we can reduce the medical expenses appropriately."
"Okay." Ling Ran did not bother about the cost. In front of Huo Congjun, he wrote an email in English and copied it to many people.
Huo Congjun nodded in satisfaction and said in a profound manner, "Medical services … Let's not talk about medical treatment. In terms of service alone, it's ultimately also a kind of economic activity. If Yun Hua Hospital wants to improve its skills, it can't be limited to Changxi Province. It's just like when you perform Achilles tendon repairs. Your competitors are not other doctors in Changxi Province, but doctors in the sports medicine field in the country. If you take it a step further, like now, your competitors will be senior doctors in the world. At this time, medical expenses of tens of thousands are nothing."
Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment to show that he heard it.
"Mayo Clinic is open to the world and attracted a large number of patients. That's why it can develop to its current level. There are also many hospitals in our country that are working with Mayo Clinic. In the beginning, they even gave patients discounts on their medical expenses and sent people over. Now, look … "Huo Congjun clicked his tongue a few times and looked at Ling Ran. He said," If you don't occupy a position, the enemy will. "
Ling Ran hummed in acknowledgment and nodded.
"What do you think?" Huo Congjun asked.
Ling Ran thought about it and said, "I think … it's because you're too attached to the establishment of the Emergency Medical Center. You're too excited, your sympathetic nerves are excited, and your heartbeat is strengthened and accelerated … On the other hand, the mentality of worrying about gains and losses made you set your goal very high. Even if you fail, you won't feel too disappointed. After all, there are many hospitals that did not become Mayo Clinic. It's easier for them to accept this than not being able to build an Emergency Medical Center. This is also why many people will deliberately set an unattainable goal when they want to study, look for a job, buy a house, or buy a car, because even if they set a very low goal, they won't be able to achieve it …"
Huo Congjun patted his head and made this expression.
O (̄ * ̄ *)
Then, Huo Congjun cleared his throat and said, "Look at my brain. I was a little absent-minded just now. Where were we just now?"
"Sympathetic nerves are excited?"
"A little further ahead."
"You asked me what I think."
"Further ahead. Oh, I remember now. Have you contacted the foreign patients?"
"Let me see." Ling Ran lowered his head and looked at his phone. He scrolled through his email and raised his head again. "No one answered … Department Director Huo?"
There was no longer any Department Director Huo in front of him. There were only a few pots of devil's ivy in the quiet office. They looked as if they had just been watered. They were wet, and water was dripping on the ground.
The water droplets that slid down the leaves were a little sticky. Under the influence of gravity, the water droplets were pulled into long threads, and they sparkled under the sunlight.
The devil's ivy stretched its leaves lazily, as if the process of absorbing water just now had exhausted all its strength. It looked like it could not bear it anymore.
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