"Doctor Ling, shall we see the patient first or the operating theater first?" the associate hospital director followed Ling Ran and asked in a friendly manner.
"I'm in charge of seeing the patient, and the others are in charge of the operating theater," Ling Ran answered quickly.
As they spoke, Huang Maoshi and his direct superior, Xie Yihe, got out of the car behind them and trotted over.
Compared to doctors, the pharmaceutical sales representatives from pharmaceutical sales companies had a better understanding of medical devices and equipment. Of course, they had to be professional pharmaceutical sales representatives. For people like Huang Maoshi who acted cute, they could only ask for help from their superiors.
Besides Xie Yihe and Huang Maoshi, Yu Yuan and Wang Jia also went to the operating theater.
They had been in the operating theater for several years. Even if they were not very clear about the configuration of an infectious operating theater, they could still understand what was going on.
The associate hospital director of the Third People's Hospital did not look good. He chuckled a few times. "Our hospital also carries out surgeries, and our doctors' protective measures must be in place. Forget about other things, if there is cross-infection between patients, we will all be finished."
"You have your standards, and we have ours. If everything in the Third People's Hospital is good, why did you ask us to come over?" Zuo Cidian also chuckled and took over the conversation.
"Our standards are also famous in Yun Hua."
"Then your standards for freelance surgeries are very low." Zuo Cidian's tone was stiff, and this was the main reason.
The associate hospital director of the Third People's Hospital was indeed less imposing.
As the saying went, "When you receive a favor from someone, you have to be grateful." Based on Ling Ran's current standards, the price he charged for freelance surgery in other places was 5,000 to 10000 RMB per case, and he could not just perform one case. If he included the business class air ticket to and fro, he would be able to earn more than 20,000 to 30,000 RMB by performing surgery for a day.
However, if he did not use personal connections and used formal consultation outside the hospital, he would naturally not have this money. Besides, the Third People's Hospital was in Yun Hua. Other than providing a few cars, they only gave 500 RMB per day for each surgery, which was not on the same level.
The associate hospital director quickly said with a flattering expression, "It's mainly because the conditions of our patients are not very good. If we charge them more, many of them would rather go to the hospital and get away with it. Sigh … Speaking of this, I also have a headache … "
He put himself in the position of the victim, so Zuo Cidian could not go after him.
"Only Doctor Ling is willing to come." Zuo Cidian pursed his lips. "Department Director Huo originally didn't want to do out-of-hospital consultations. You should know that, right?"
"I understand. It's indeed … rare for Doctor Ling to be willing to come. I have to represent the entire hospital and the patients in the Third People's Hospital to thank you, Doctor Ling." The associate hospital director blurted out some pleasant-sounding words, and Zuo Cidian, who was listening, gave him a sideways glance.
"Let's go to the consulting room. I want as comprehensive a video as possible. "Ling Ran interrupted the unpleasant conversation between the two of them.
The associate hospital director resolutely stopped talking about the operating theater, and Zuo Cidian could not be bothered to talk about it either.
The current basic hospitals were actually very similar to the township enterprises in the early 1980s. They were very weak, but they were very tenacious and unruly. Most importantly, they were very aggressive.
Unlike the doctors in tertiary Grade A hospitals, all of them had a clear understanding of their future plans. Housemen, resident doctors, attending physicians, associate chief physicians, team leaders or attending physicians, freelance surgeries, buying villas, and reaching the peak of their lives …
Doctors in basic hospitals had no future unless they took the administrative route. Otherwise, if they took the technical route, they would not have a future.
The longer a basic doctor stayed in a basic hospital, the more he could see the cruel chain of contempt in the medical field. In the end, all basic hospitals would go for the route of attracting patients and making money. This was because the only reason why doctors in basic hospitals could be respected by the entire system was to be able to attract enough patients.
A hospital and department with enough patients would be looked at favorably by the senior doctors in tertiary Grade A hospitals, no matter how bad the doctor's standard was.
If basic hospitals could actively carry out freelance surgeries, not only would they be valued by the senior doctors in tertiary Grade A hospitals, but they would also be liked by the patients, which would then lead to a virtuous cycle. In fact, if one calculated the cost of a patient's entire course of disease, it would be much cheaper to hire a senior doctor from a tertiary Grade A hospital as a freelance surgeon than to get the same medical services from a tertiary Grade A hospital.
Of course, if one did not care about the cost and only wanted to get the top medical services in the country, the priority would always be tertiary Grade A hospitals, or more accurately, Peking Union Medical College Hospital, followed by other top hospitals.
However, not everyone in China could ignore the financial pressure.
Hiring a senior doctor from a big hospital as a freelance surgeon in a basic hospital could be said to be the most cost-effective medical plan in China at the moment.
Compared to paying a doctor a few thousand RMB for freelance surgery, the medical expenses of basic hospitals could save a lot of money. This was especially so for patients who had limited medical insurance. The difference in expenses was even greater.
The situation of the Third People's Hospital could be said to be very unique.
As a hospital for infectious diseases, even if they could afford it, they might not be able to get a freelance surgeon from a senior doctor.
Most freelance surgeons were constantly invited, and there was no need for them to earn money from the hospital for infectious diseases. If things went wrong, they might even end up with a bad reputation. Even senior doctors who were not invited would rather rest at home for a day and play with their sons, daughters, and dogs.
Therefore, the Third People's Hospital could only try to get help from surgeons through the standard out-of-hospital consultation process.
At this time, Ling Ran was the best arthroscopic surgeon they could find.
Stacks of patients' information were placed in the office that had been prepared beforehand.
Zuo Cidian took out the X-ray scans and hung them on the light box one by one. Then, he sorted out the MRI scans and hung them on the light box.
The associate hospital director looked at this scene in a daze. He was an internist, but he had also worked with many surgeons, but he had never seen anyone do this.
Ling Ran looked at the scans one by one. This was not the practice of academics. It was just the practice of someone with Perfect Level X-ray Reading Ability and Master Level MRI Reading Ability.
Ling Ran adjusted the order of the MRI scans on his own, and then adjusted the order of the X-ray scans.
Next, Ling Ran picked out two X-ray scans and said, "Give them an MRI scan."
Without waiting for the associate hospital director to respond, Ling Ran took out three X-ray scans and said, "Their symptoms are not suitable for arthroscopic meniscoplasty."
"Not suitable?" This answer was obviously harder for the associate hospital director to accept than the request for an MRI scan.
"Their knee joint problems are not limited to the meniscus alone. They need to be treated together with other problems such as ligaments. I can't do this kind of surgery." Ling Ran exposed his shortcomings.
The associate hospital director stammered, "You don't have to do it so perfectly —"
"I can't do it," Ling Ran interrupted him.
"Alright." The associate hospital director could only lower his head and say, "I'll go and explain to the patients."
Ling Ran nodded and continued to read the scans and medical records.
He always read scans to his heart's content before he performed surgery.
…..
Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center.
Lu Wenbin was as happy as a goose that learned to fly.
He sent pork trotters to the ward area of the Emergency Medical Center, to the inpatient building, and to the surgical floor.
Unlike other doctors in the Emergency Department, he did not need to be on standby in the resuscitation room or treatment room at all times. After Ling Ran left, the Ling Treatment Group had no more surgeries to perform.
It had been a while since Lu Wenbin enjoyed the feeling of not having his boss around.
When Huo Congjun was his boss in the past, he had to go out for meetings from time to time. After Ling Ran became his boss, Ling Ran's freelance surgeries were all on the weekends, which was the last time he went to Shanghai, and Lu Wenbin had a good time to relax.
Lu Wenbin loosened his mouth, and the pork trotter fell to the ground. It looked like it could not be eaten anymore.
Lu Wenbin felt that it was such a pity that his tears were about to fall. He did not know when the hospital corridor was last disinfected. If it happened to be disinfected, this pork trotter might still be saved …
"There's a patient with flexor tendon injury. Ling Ran is performing surgery in the Third People's Hospital, and he can't make it back. He suggested that you do it. What do you think?" Huo Congjun's voice came from above, and it made Lu Wenbin tremble.
"I … I'll perform the M-Tang technique alone?" Lu Wenbin could not care less about the oily and fragrant pork trotter.
Huo Congjun nodded solemnly and said, "Ling Ran said that you've performed three hundred M-Tang technique surgeries. Instead of transferring the patient to the Hand Surgery Department for ordinary sutures, it's better to let you do it."
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