Zhang Anmin stood at the stairwell with a cigarette in his mouth. He looked forward, and he was too tired to talk.
Being a first assistant was indeed easier than being a chief surgeon. However, after being busy for a whole day and performing two slow gallbladder surgeries, his waist and legs, which were no longer young, could not take it.
When he thought about how he had to perform another surgery later, how tomorrow might be another day like this, and how he might have to run for three hours to Bazhaixiang the day after tomorrow, Zhang Anmin felt a little hopeless.
* Creak. *
The door to the stairwell was pushed open.
Zhang Anmin did not even bother to turn around. He quietly blew out another smoke ring.
He would have to rinse his mouth before he returned to the operating theater, or else it would be awkward if the nurse scolded him.
He usually did not smoke much, but he had been very tired recently, and he could not concentrate …
"Young Zhang, are you resting?" He Yuanzheng's voice came from behind.
"Huh?" Zhang Anmin was so shocked that he dropped his cigarette.
"Have one of mine." He Yuanzheng took out a cigar and passed it to Zhang Anmin. He then passed him a lighter and a pair of scissors.
Zhang Anmin then noticed that He Yuanzheng had a short cigar in his mouth that was as thick as an index finger.
"Short crown. It'll be finished in a while." He Yuanzheng raised his hand again, and Zhang Anmin quickly caught it.
Under He Yuanzheng's guidance, Zhang Anmin carefully cut the end of the cigar and lit it with the lighter. He took a few gentle puffs and exhaled sparse smoke.
"You can light it again. The center isn't burning enough," He Yuanzheng said. "You didn't smoke before, did you?"
"I don't smoke much. I smoke too. "
"Have you been smoking a lot lately?"
"Yes."
"Stress, staying up late, and smoking are the three main causes of cancer." He Yuanzheng looked up as he spoke and said, "Can you persist in performing surgeries with Ling Ran?"
Zhang Anmin took another puff of the cigar and exhaled. The smoke shrouded his vision.
"If I don't persist, what else can I do?" Zhang Anmin looked at He Yuanzheng and suddenly wanted to say something. "Among the three of us in the same year, I'm the slowest to improve, so I have to do something …"
The sudden opening of one's heart always caught people off guard.
He Yuanzheng was in his forties, and he sighed.
What Zhang Anmin said seemed normal to outsiders, but for doctors, it was a cruel story that they could not avoid. If there were doctors in the same year in a department, it meant that there was a high chance that they could compete for the department director's position in the future.
There was only one department director. Success meant success. If they failed, they would have a chance. If they failed, they could not do it.
He Yuanzheng himself had not been baptized by this, but he had witnessed and even participated in this kind of competition and selection more than once.
He Yuanzheng looked at Zhang Anmin again. Indeed, he couldn't win, unless …
He looked at Zhang again... He looked at Ling Zhang's eyes.
"If you're aiming to become a department director, let me remind you of something." He Yuanzheng looked at Zhang Anmin and said, "Ling Ran is younger than you."
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He Yuanzheng forced a smile.
"Why is the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery so weak? In the end, I, He Yuanzheng, am too young." He Yuanzheng had obviously thought about it for a long time. When he spoke, he was very fluent. "Yun Hua Hospital's reputation is quite good. Even if the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery hires a doctor, there are still a lot of people who are willing. But if we want to poach a ready-made assistant chief physician, no matter what the conditions are, they will all shake their heads. Can you guess why? "
Zhang Anmin did not say anything. He did not need to say it. The doctors in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery had talked about it in private. Assistant chief physicians who were not equivalent to department directors were useless, and Yun Hua Hospital did not hire useless people.
"I'm too young. The assistant chief physicians who are willing to leave are all older than me. Why would they come here? To earn a salary for retirement? " He Yuanzheng smiled and looked at Zhang Anmin. He said, "Ling Ran is only in his early twenties. If he takes over Old Huo's position, the Emergency Medical Center will be reshuffled …"
"Unless Doctor Ling gets promoted faster." Zhang Anmin was ready to risk it. He sucked the cigar into his lungs and immediately started coughing.
He Yuanzheng could not help but hold the cigar in his mouth.
He knew what Zhang Anmin meant. Ling Ran might not stop at being a department director.
In fact, He Yuanzheng believed in this more than Zhang Anmin.
In the hospital system, skills were not omnipotent, but they were much more useful than money.
At He Yuanzheng's level, he could find a suitable hospital and ask them to allocate an entire department. He could even get tens of millions of RMB a year. Then, what about Ling Ran, whose skills in hepatectomy far surpassed He Yuanzheng's?
No matter how bad Ling Ran's cholecystectomy was, it would not affect his value in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery. No doctor was the best in all fields. If the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery could not do it, it would not be a problem for him to open up a specialized Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery. With Ling Ran's skills, it would not be difficult for him to develop into a liver center in the future.
"It's good that you have your own ideas." He Yuanzheng was no longer in the mood to smoke the cigar. He turned and left the corridor.
Zhang Anmin slowly leaned against the wall, looked ahead, and smoked the cigar slowly.
He reckoned that this was the last time He Yuanzheng would give him a cigar.
After resting for a while, Zhang Anmin extinguished the cigar and went to the operating theater.
When he opened the door, he saw that Ling Ran was still wearing scrubs.
"It's okay. I thought I was going to be late." Zhang Anmin smiled self-deprecatingly.
"The others haven't arrived yet," Ling Ran said.
"Huh? Shouldn't we be prepared in advance? "Zhang Anmin was surprised.
"I didn't see them," Ling Ran answered.
Zhang Anmin hummed and said, "The second assistant today is from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery? You didn't bring your own people? "
"Zuo Cidian and the others have gone back to rest."
"It's more convenient for you to bring your own people with you." Zhang Anmin kind of understood what was going on. He Yuanzheng was expressing his attitude.
Ling Ran did not even think about it. He glanced at Zhang Anmin and said, "Didn't I bring you?"
Zhang Anmin was instantly stunned.
"Have you washed your hands? I'm ready for surgery. "Ling Ran raised his head and gestured for the nurse to put on his scrubs.
Zhang Anmin subconsciously walked to the front to put on his scrubs. His expression was gloomy.
After a while, Zhang Anmin made up his mind. He walked to Ling Ran and whispered, "Doctor Ling, Department Director He came to me just now. I reckon that he wanted to stop me. I didn't. "
"Why did you stop me?" With the help of a young nurse, Ling Ran draped and disinfected quickly.
An anesthetist who looked like a passerby and was not very familiar with stared at Zhang Anmin and Ling Ran while he operated. His desire to gossip was burning.
Zhang Anmin gritted his teeth and said, "Department Director He is probably still not satisfied with you performing liver surgery and cholecystectomy."
"He even said that the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery is very tense today."
Zhang Anmin smiled bitterly. "He didn't mean that. Department Director He also wants to perform a few more surgeries. "
"I understand now that you put it that way." Ling Ran could understand the feelings of doctors who wanted to perform more surgeries. He thought for a moment and said, "Then, if it's hepatectomy, I'll perform freelance surgery more often."
"Freelance surgery? Yes, it's good to be a freelance surgeon …" Zhang Anmin was attracted again.
Ling Ran performed freelance surgeries, and his assistants earned a few hundred RMB per surgery. After a day, he earned more than when he went to Bazhaixiang.
Ling Ran nodded and said, "Later, discuss with Zuo Cidian which hospital is suitable for you to go to. Hepatectomy has a higher requirement for postoperative management."
"Okay, don't worry." Zhang Anmin agreed. An idea came to his mind, and he could not help but think that there were only a few dozen hospitals around Changxi Province that could perform hepatectomy and were qualified to perform postoperative management. If Ling Ran ran around these hospitals, what would people say when they mentioned hepatectomy in Yun Hua Hospital in the future?
Zhang Anmin did not doubt that with Ling Ran's skills, as long as he went to a good hospital, he would be able to show his outstanding skills. If he showed his skills that far surpassed He Yuanzheng's, would He Yuanzheng think that he wanted to surpass him?
When Zhang Anmin thought of this, he looked at Ling Ran again, and he saw that the latter was staring at the screen without any distractions.
For some reason, Zhang Anmin calmed down. It was because Ling Ran was handsome, and it was also because Ling Ran did not need to do anything to surpass He Yuanzheng.
"It's amazing to have good skills." Zhang Anmin noticed the anesthetist's gaze, and he became mischievous. As he spoke, he winked at him.
The anesthetist, who was thin and looked like a passerby, was stunned. Then, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Then, the anesthetist winked at Zhang Anmin.
Zhang Anmin was speechless.
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