It was not the first time Xiang Xueming was kicked out of the operating theater.
Interns were like gauze in the operating theater. It was impossible to do without them, but the supply was too large. Therefore, if the chief surgeon was unhappy, he would kick the intern out. If the assistant needed it, he would send the intern to do it. When the nurse saw that there were too many people in the operating theater, she would drive the intern out …
Being kicked out by patients … was actually quite common.
During ward rounds, there were always patients who did not like being surrounded. Most of them would not say much, but there were also those who had a bad temper and were quick to act. They would scold the interns with just a few words.
Xiang Xueming looked into the middle-aged woman's eyes and instantly judged her power. Then, he quietly left the treatment room.
He was reluctant to leave, so he stood at the door and listened to the sounds inside, just like when he was doing his internship.
"Now that the suture has reached this stage, it's time to consider the anatomical problems." Ling Ran's voice was very penetrating. "The problem of scar tissue is very complicated. It can no longer be solved by simply considering the anatomical problems of the epidermis, dermis, and subcutaneous tissue. We also need to observe the sebaceous glands, sweat glands, erector pili, and even the skin sac … "
"This can't be done." There was a little doubt in Doctor Miao's voice. Ever since he left the hospital, he made a living by doing cosmetic sutures. If he did not know that Ling Ran would not speak without thinking, he would probably laugh out loud right now.
Ling Ran also dragged out his words. "If it's done, it should be Perfect Level."
"That's definitely perfect." Doctor Miao laughed.
"Well, in general, if we can do some physical and chemical examinations, it will also be helpful for the suture. At least, it can play a role in guiding the doctor's operation …"
"The patient will not agree."
"Yes."
"At this time, you should be envious of foreigners' free medical care. Doctors can do whatever they want. They don't have to discuss it over and over again because of money. " Doctor Miao clicked his tongue. This was the only learning path he had now. Other than constantly improving, there was no other way for him to go.
Xiang Xueming, who was listening outside the door, heard some clues and could not help but feel touched.
"It's done." Ling Ran quickly finished the suture. He used a pair of scissors to cut the thread and said to the patient opposite him.
Doctor Miao quickly followed and said, "I'll bandage it."
Ling Ran hummed and stood up. He said to the patient, "Don't touch water, don't use force, and it will be done soon."
"Scars?"
Doctor Miao spoke at an even faster speed, "Whether or not there will be a scar is related to your physique. It's not just a matter of suturing …"
He rambled on and on, because he did it every day, he was very skilled.
While the patient was a little confused by what Ling Ran said, Ling Ran had already walked out.
He then looked at Xiang Xueming, who was standing at the door, and asked, "Did you just say surgery? Did you ask for help?"
"It's like this. I'm working in Cangping District Hospital, and I'm stationed at the Bazhaixiang hospital branch. There are only two people there …" Xiang Xueming quickly introduced himself and said, "I'm thinking about whether it's possible for you to send two people to the Bazhaixiang hospital branch to perform surgeries regularly."
"You're a branch of Cangping District Hospital. Shouldn't Cangping District Hospital send someone to perform the surgery?" Ling Ran asked curiously.
"That should be the case, but there are very few doctors in the district hospital who can perform surgeries. They are also afraid of being asked to stay in the hospital branch, so they are unwilling to go." When Xiang Xueming said this, he said carefully, "Also, it's normal for people from the district hospital to perform surgeries in the hospital branch. If other hospitals come, we can consider it as hiring freelance surgeons."
This was the first time Xiang Xueming hired freelance surgeons, and he did it very awkwardly.
Ling Ran was used to it. For him, there was not much difference between medical school classmates, medical interns, or chief physicians from a county hospital.
Ling Ran thought for a while and asked, "You have the corresponding surgery conditions, right? How many hospital beds and nurses are there? What about the equipment in the operating theater? "
"Twenty hospital beds, five nurses, all of whom have passed the operating theater before. The equipment can perform laparotomy, laparoscopy, and X-ray machines. As for the medical consumables … can you ask a pharmaceutical sales representative to send them over? " Xiang Xueming actually did not know much, but he could only pretend that he knew a lot.
Doctor Xiong, the resident doctor in Lower Groove Clinic, walked past them and interrupted, "You use too few medical consumables, the pharmaceutical sales representative won't send them over."
Xiang Xueming said reluctantly, "I've seen a Kirschner needle …"
"That depends on who it's given to. I've also seen a pharmaceutical sales representative who sent a bottle of black toothpaste to the department director at three in the morning. Can you do that?" Doctor Xiong was not polite to the young intern Xiang Xueming, and he said to Ling Ran, "Young boss, our clinic has just been renovated, and we can earn money no matter what we do. Why do we need to go to small places to perform freelance surgeries?"
"There's no need to trouble Doctor Ling. Of course, it's best if Doctor Ling is willing to come. Other doctors can also come, as long as they can perform surgeries." Xiang Xueming planned to perform three surgeries a day for two thousand RMB, which meant that one surgery was only six hundred RMB. If Ling Ran went to perform freelance surgeries now, it would be ten times the price, plus assistant fees and travel expenses.
Ling Ran said indifferently, "If there are special cases, you can look for me or send them to Yun Hua Hospital. Twenty hospital beds are quite a lot. If we operate at full efficiency, it'll be enough for two attending physicians. "
"We can take out ten beds now," Xiang Xueming quickly added.
He was really afraid that Ling Ran would use twenty beds, and there would be no more beds.
For patients undergoing surgeries, ten beds and five nurses were already very stressful.
"Ten beds, alright." Ling Ran looked at Xiang Xueming and asked, "Who do you want?"
The few people in the room could feel Ling Ran's rapidly diminishing interest.
For Ling Ran, it would only take him about two days to fill up ten hospital beds. If he performed laparoscopic surgeries and performed one surgery in about an hour, the ten hospital beds could be filled in a day …
For a small hospital like the Bazhaixiang hospital branch, god knows how long it would take for the ten hospital beds to be vacated if they were filled up.
In addition to the difference in nursing standards, it was meaningless for Ling Ran to perform freelance surgeries at the Bazhaixiang hospital branch.
However, there were always doctors who were willing.
Xiang Xueming had already thought of a person. He quickly said, "I want to invite Doctor Zhang Anmin."
Ling Ran raised his chin and said, "Zhang Anmin is from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery."
"As long as you agree, I'll go and talk to him," Xiang Xueming said a little nervously. After thinking about it, he felt that this was the most suitable candidate.
Compared to the other members of Ling Ran's treatment group, Zhang Anmin had more comprehensive skills, and he had more experience and qualifications, which could save him a lot of trouble.
Compared to the attending physicians who were not in Ling Ran's treatment group, Zhang Anmin was easier to invite.
Most importantly, Zhang Anmin was still very poor.
What Xiang Xueming needed was an attending physician who had comprehensive skills, the ability to solve problems independently, and was willing to work for six hours every weekend and eight hours every week just to earn 2,000 RMB …
To be honest, even if he wanted to invite Zhang Anmin, Xiang Xueming felt that he needed Ling Ran's support.
"I'll call Zhang Anmin and ask." As Ling Ran spoke, he took out his phone.
Xiang Xueming instantly became even more nervous, but at the same time, he was quite expectant.
The effect of Ling Ran's phone call and him looking for Zhang Anmin were obviously not the same.
Ling Ran took two steps away, walked back, and hung up the phone. He said, "Zhang Anmin will try later. You can contact him again."
"That's it?" Xiang Xueming was stunned.
"This is what it means to be in a clique." Doctor Xiong suddenly sighed.
Ling Ran and Xiang Xueming looked at Doctor Xiong.
"The clique of doctors, don't you understand?" Doctor Xiong asked.
Ling Ran and Xiang Xueming shook their heads in unison.
Doctor Xiong wanted to explain and earn money, but when he thought about it, he could not help but laugh and said, "What would an old man like me know? By the way, Ling Ran, tell your father that the hospital has been renovated, and it's time to give me a raise."
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