Ling Ran stayed in the Third People's Hospital of Yun Hua Hospital for four days. He performed a total of forty-five knee joint surgeries before he finally ended his outpatient consultation.
Over the past four days, the people from the Third People's Hospital of Yun Hua Hospital got to know the famous Doctor Ling in Yun Hua Hospital.
"Doctor Ling has relieved the pain of forty-five patients, which means that he has relieved the pain of forty-five families. On behalf of the patients and their families, I would like to express my gratitude to you." Fu Yuanduan, the Vice Hospital Dean of the Third People's Hospital, held the silk banner that he had prepared a long time ago. He handed it to Ling Ran with both hands and took a picture with him as a memento.
The person who took the photo was a reporter hired by the Third People's Hospital from Yun Hua Daily.
In order to thank Ling Ran, they deliberately raised the standard of the media. This was also a common trick used by hospitals. Compared to cash bonuses, it was easier for hospitals to get outside connections to do things, and this was more welcomed by the hospital.
Even though Fu Yuanduan felt that Ling Ran might not know about these hidden tricks, he believed that with Doctor Zuo Cidian around, Doctor Ling Ran would know.
Ling Ran nonchalantly took a photo with Fu Yuanduan. Ling Ran had never been willing to use his brain when it came to such social activities.
After the photoshoot ended, Fu Yuanduan thanked the reporters and sent them off. He then sent Ling Ran to the car and said with a smile, "Doctor Ling, we'll be collecting more medical cases over the next few days. Once we have gathered enough, if we can't perform an outpatient consultation in time, we'll have to ask you to make another trip in your personal capacity."
Compared to the verbal gratitude, Fu Yuanduan's words were more sincere.
If he performed the surgery in his private capacity, he would be considered a freelance surgeon.
Based on the number of outpatient consultations Ling Ran had received over the past few days, even if each arthroscopic surgery cost 5,000 RMB, he would earn tens of thousands of RMB every day.
Besides, freelance surgeons always used the medical consumables they brought with them. It was very normal for pharmaceutical sales companies to earn a commission of one to two thousand RMB per surgery.
Hospitals for infectious diseases had always adopted such a strategy. On one hand, surgeons who had never come into contact with infectious diseases before were very afraid of and looked down on operating on patients with infectious diseases. Surgeries on patients with hepatitis B were already the limit of what they could accept. Surgeries on patients with AIDS and the like, even if the current active blocking drugs had a 98% success rate, surgeons were still unwilling to come into contact with such surgeries. The side effects of such drugs were too great, and it was always a painful thing for individuals.
However, when the infectious diseases hospital used the out-of-hospital consultation model and invited surgeons, it would be relatively easier for them to invite freelance surgeons.
Out-of-hospital consultation was a subsidy of 300 to 500 RMB a day. Even if the subsidy was given to the maximum, it was still a drop in the bucket compared to freelance surgery fees. At that moment, when they thought about how many surgeries they had performed for free, many surgeons would rather accept freelance surgeries.
Of course, there were always some patients who were unable or unwilling to bear the expert consultation fees of thousands of RMB or even tens of thousands of RMB. Therefore, the Third People's Hospital would continue to try out-of-hospital consultations …
But no matter what, a hospital that had the ability to gather a large number of patients would always have a way to survive. It was just that the quality of survival was different.
Zuo Cidian was a little tempted when he heard that. He helped Ling Ran negotiate the price. "Doctor Ling doesn't have a lot of free time. You'll have to make an appointment in advance. Besides, you've seen Doctor Ling's skills …"
"Of course, of course. In this aspect, our Third Academy actually has an advantage." Fu Yuanduan chuckled and said, "After all, this is an infection surgery. Even if some doctors perform the surgery well, we do not dare to invite those who are careless when it comes to infection prevention. Doctor Ling, on the other hand, is different. Based on my shallow experience, Doctor Ling is a cautious person, and he is meticulous when he performs surgery. I don't think there's any difference between an infection surgery and a routine surgery. "
Fu Yuanduan's laughter attracted many doctors from the Third People's Hospital to gather over.
Regardless of whether they were in an infectious diseases hospital or a normal hospital, life in an ivory tower always made people naturally have a good impression of skills. They were not unfathomable, but they would always look up to them.
Even the leaders who smoked, permed their hair, and had girls with tattoos would divide doctors into different levels based on their skills when they faced doctors.
Over the past few days, the people from the Third People's Hospital who had witnessed Ling Ran's skills were naturally unanimous in their evaluation of Ling Ran.
A few department directors and doctors from the Surgery of Infectious Diseases, who did not need to appear, nodded at Ling Ran to show their respect.
"Doctor Ling has performed more than forty surgeries without any problems. If I didn't know that Doctor Ling is from the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital, I would have thought that you're a professional infectious diseases surgeon."
"The Emergency Department is usually quite crude. Doctor Ling has really given me a new perspective."
"There are patients who can be discharged today, but I forced them to stay for another day. Actually, I know that they have reached the discharge target, but I just wanted to take a look. Ling Ran's arthroscopy is considered one of the best in Yun Hua."
Even the department directors of the Third People's Hospital were not stingy with their praises.
On one hand, Ling Ran was already the person in charge of the treatment group in the Emergency Medical Center of Yun Hua Hospital. In the hospital, this was actually the position of a preparatory department director, and it was more powerful than ordinary associate chief physicians.
Of course, the person in charge of a treatment group in a normal department in a normal hospital was at least an associate chief physician. There were very few exceptions.
Most hospital departments followed the principle that if they were united for a long time, they would be separated, but even if they were separated for a long time, they might not necessarily be united.
For example, if there was no strong person like Huo Congjun in the Emergency Department, as time passed, the junior chief physicians could request to be separated, and then form the First Emergency Department, Second Emergency Department, Emergency Orthopedics Department, Emergency Pediatrics Department, Fever Clinic, Emergency Intensive Care Department, and so on … Every additional name meant that there would be one more department director.
This was also one of the ways many hospitals kept people.
For the Third People's Hospital of Yun Hua Hospital, which was a tertiary grade B hospital, being the person in charge of the treatment group in the Emergency Medical Center of Yun Hua Hospital was enough to gain their respect.
On the other hand, many people took a fancy to Ling Ran's skills.
He performed surgeries well, the surgical procedures were rigorous, and he did not even talk much. He was simply an excellent surgeon.
For doctors, building a relationship with a surgical expert like Ling Ran was the best thing that could happen.
Ling Ran just listened to them and gave them a socially acceptable smile.
He had experienced this kind of situation many times, and it was not difficult for him.
"Doctor Ling, then we'll meet again in a few days." Associate Hospital Director Fu Yuanduan sent Ling Ran to the backseat of the car.
"Young Wang, be careful when you drive. You have to send Doctor Ling to the hospital safely." A cadre from the Medical Affairs Department of the Third People's Hospital reminded the driver.
"Doctor Ling, we might meet again in a few days." The director of the Department of Surgery for Infectious Diseases winked at Ling Ran.
A freelance surgery could be a form of labor remuneration, but it could also be a form of free money.
Large-scale surgeries in the Department of Cardiothoracic Surgery were fine, but for arthroscopic surgeries, if the price was higher, six to seven thousand RMB per case, and they performed a few more cases a day, freelance surgeons could earn more than ten thousand RMB.
In the market for freelance surgeries, the skills of freelance surgeons were certainly the deciding factor, but connections and supply and demand were also a test of money.
Ling Ran understood what the director of the Department of Surgery for Infectious Diseases said and could not help but shake his head. "I'm afraid I won't have time to perform surgeries in the next week or two."
"Huh? Doctor Ling, do you have any projects to do? "
"No, I have to prepare for the medical licensing examination." Ling Ran sat in the car and raised his head slightly. The sun shone on his face, and it emitted a gentle light.
The director of the Department of Surgery for Infectious Diseases looked as if he was dazzled by the light. He could not help but frown. "Medical licensing examination? Is it the medical licensing examination? "
"Yes."
The director of the Department of Surgery for Infectious Diseases looked at Ling Ran. He really wanted to ask if Ling Ran was going to be an examiner.
However, when he looked at Ling Ran's face, the director could not say something that went against his will. Ling Ran was obviously not old enough to be an examiner. Even if the other party wanted to select a candidate, they would not choose such a young doctor …
So …
Ling Ran was really going to prepare for the medical licensing examination … - _ - | |
"Then, we'll make a move first." Zuo Cidian nodded at the director of the Department of Surgery for Infectious Diseases and gently closed the car door. He then jogged to the second car.
The sedan with Ling Ran in it started slowly and disappeared from everyone's sight.
"I remember hearing people say that Ling Ran is an intern."
"Can an intern's skills really reach such a level?"
"If age can explain everything, there won't be people who can't perform surgeries at the age of forty."
"Compared to freelance surgery, an intern's surgery doesn't seem to be that great."
As they spoke, a few patients' family members ran over from the inpatient building.
"I heard from the nurse that Doctor Ling is going back to Yun Hua Hospital?" A patient's family member saw the doctors gathered together and quickly went forward to ask.
All the doctors looked at him warily, and no one answered.
"I'm here to get something for Doctor Ling. It's a jujube from my hometown. I bought it from a big factory, and it's packaged well …"
The patient's family members who ran over also nodded and asked in unison, "Where's Doctor Ling? Has he left? "
"He has already left." The director of the Department of Surgery for Infectious Diseases could not help but feel a little jealous. He had stayed in the hospital for so many years, and there were not many patients who took the initiative like this.
The patient's family members looked at each other, and someone said,
"Find a courier and send it to Doctor Ling."
"Why don't I bring it over?"
"I'll go too …"
Don't, what if he cares? After all, we're staying in the hospital for infectious diseases. "
"Doctor Ling is not that kind of person."
"If other people care, Doctor Ling will feel bad too. I think we can hire an errand boy to send things over first. After a while, we can make a silk banner and send it to Yun Hua Hospital."
The patient's family members quickly discussed and asked Meituan to do the errand boy in front of the doctors.
In a flash, a two-ton van drove into the parking lot of the Third People's Hospital.
"It's a Koi event. The goods you delivered today are free of charge." The truck driver waved his hand, and two burly men came out from the back of the truck. The three of them wrapped the gifts in layers of foam bags, put them into long wooden boxes, filled them with sawdust, and fixed them at the back of the truck. Then, they sat on the benches on both sides of the truck.
It gave people the feeling that they were transporting firearms.
The electric rear door slowly rose and isolated the inside and outside of the truck.
The driver nodded solemnly at the patient's family members, who were dumbfounded, and returned to the driver's seat with a resolute look on his face. When he got on the road, he saw two full-size SUVs sandwiching him in the middle.
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