Meng Shan made some preparations and took the morning flight to Beijing.
The morning flight from Guangdong Province to Beijing was filled with elites in suits and leather shoes. Meng Shan sat in business class. He looked at the people around him, and then at the people behind him. He felt an inexplicable sense of pride. 'No matter which one of you, even if you have a broken leg, arm, or waist, you have to beg me.'
After the pride, he felt an inexplicable emptiness.
Recently, Meng Shan did not perform many surgeries, and the business of Eastern Science Hospital was a little sluggish.
Of course, Eastern Science Hospital did not have much business in the past. Usually, they would treat children with colds, do dental work, or do physical examinations for pregnant women. They earned money from people who did not want to queue up.
When it came to surgeries, most of the middle-class people could not afford it. Meng Shan was also too lazy to earn money from the losers. It was too difficult to cut tens of thousands of RMB from the Putian Medical System, and he had to share it with the sales and doctors.
What Meng Shan wanted to open up was actually the group of people in the country who had super good commercial insurance, which was the group of people around him on the plane.
In the past, Meng Shan liked to size up the people around him, and even observe their movements and gait. This way, when he needed to operate on such people, he could be relatively accurate.
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have looked for trouble for myself." Meng Shan looked at them, and he felt bitter in his mouth.
Tormenting Ling Ran was Meng Shan's plan for himself. At least at that time, he thought that it was just a plan.
He did not expect that a simple move of his would backfire on him.
Remorse flashed in Meng Shan's mind, but it disappeared in an instant.
He wanted to go to Beijing now and talk to Ling Ran, apologize, or something to calm the matter down.
The reason why he looked for Ling Ran instead of the Qi family was naturally because Meng Shan knew that the Qi family's asking price would be very high.
Once a rich family like the Qi family gained the upper hand, they would not be satisfied with just a piece of meat. Moreover, Meng Shan did not have much meat for the other party to eat.
In comparison, Meng Shan felt that Ling Ran should be easier to persuade. At the very least, he should be satisfied with something like a car.
When Meng Shan thought about this, he felt a little pained.
A car cost a lot of money. Although he knew that Ling Ran usually drove a Volkswagen Jetta, if he were to give a car to Ling Ran as a gift, it would at least be a Grade B car. If he included the factor of apologizing and apologizing, he might even have to give Ling Ran a Mercedes-Benz that did not leak oil.
To be honest, even if he went to a private hospital, Meng Shan's income would only be at the level of a department director in a tertiary Grade A hospital, and he would definitely not be able to reach the level of a department director in the Orthopedics Department.
Meng Shan was prepared to wait and see if he really needed to fork out such a large sum of money.
He thought about it all the way to the airport. He frowned so much that his skin was about to break. Before he got off the plane, he went to the bathroom to rub his face and rearrange his clothes. He listened to Little Suitcase all the way to the airport. He looked like a frail middle-aged pilot who did not exercise much and stayed up late. He quickly left the airport and went to the arrival gate to see his old classmate from Beijing.
"Old Hei." Meng Shan and his old classmate shook hands.
The harder it was, the more precious the friendship between classmates became.
Meng Shan's grades were good when he was studying, but he rarely contacted his old classmates. After all, the more time he spent dealing with books, the less time he had to deal with people.
Meng Shan pulled Old Hei's hand and shook it hard. He also sized him up.
Old Hei was already a typical middle-aged doctor. He had dark circles under his eyes, a few bags under his eyes, and his crooked and deformed fingers. It was obvious that he had put in a lot of effort for the medical field over the years. However, as far as Meng Shan knew, Old Hei's path in the medical field was not very smooth. At least, it was not as smooth as Meng Shan's.
Aside from finding a job within the authorized personnel in Beijing, Old Hei did not do well as a doctor. Until now, he was still an internally employed assistant lecturer. Internal employment meant that the hospital did not have enough assistant lecturers, and Old Hei's qualifications had reached the standard of an assistant lecturer. After a few years, the hospital would temporarily give him the same treatment. Compared to a normal assistant lecturer, it might seem like there was not much difference, but in fact, it was very different. It was equivalent to an assistant lecturer who was not authorized.
In Beijing, Old Hei's qualifications could not be said to be good.
However, Old Hei was an optimistic person who was good at socializing. Even if there was something wrong with his spine after the surgery, he still straightened his back and smiled.
"It's not easy to meet you. How long will you be staying this time?" Old Hei patted Meng Shan's shoulder and said, "I've arranged for you to stay in the hotel in front of our hospital. Don't think that it's low-class. Just this condition …"
"I'll manage the hotel myself." Meng Shan still tried to be polite. When he saw that Old Hei insisted, he agreed to it. He sighed and said, "This time, I was pecked in the eye by Yan 'er. I have no choice. I have to find someone to talk to."
"I heard about this," Old Hei did not hide it and said, "My class teacher gave me a call and asked me if there's anything I can do about it."
"My class teacher is quite good." Meng Shan could not help but say in a nostalgic tone, "When I was in medical school, I thought that being a doctor would be enough. I didn't expect that things would be so complicated when I really became a doctor."
"Hmm … What do you want to do?" Old Hei was also a little immersed in the memories of his school days.
Meng Shan shook his head and said helplessly, "What can I do? I'll go and see Ling Ran first and see what price he wants."
He did not say that he was going to give Meng Shan a car. It was best to do this in private. Even if Meng Shan was an old classmate, there was no need to say so much.
Old Hei did not mind. He led Meng Shan to the parking lot and said, "Ling Ran has been in Beijing University Sixth Hospital recently. I asked someone about it, and he said that he received a freelance surgery, and then he stopped."
"Something happened?" Meng Shan suddenly became happy.
If something happened to Ling Ran, especially if it was a medical accident, it would be easy for him. He would have more room to mediate.
Old Hei shrugged. "I'm not sure about the specific situation, but the freelance surgery he performed should be fine on the surface. Doctors from other hospitals went to see him, and I heard that the prognosis is quite good."
Meng Shan pursed his lips. "The prognosis of liver cancer is very hard to predict. You can't tell just by looking at the surface …"
When he said this, Meng Shan suddenly felt that he did not have to rush to see Ling Ran.
He looked to the side and asked, "Old Hei, do you have any way to bring me to see that patient? He's the patient who received Ling Ran's freelance surgery."
"It's easy," Old Hei answered without hesitation.
When they arrived at Beijing University Sixth Hospital, Meng Shan finally understood why Old Hei agreed so readily.
Beijing University Sixth Hospital did not block the news or restrict visitors. On the contrary, Beijing University Sixth Hospital deliberately transferred the patient who received Ling Ran's surgery to an independent intensive care unit. Doctors from other hospitals only needed to pretend to register, and they could visit through the glass.
It was relatively more complicated if they wanted to get specific information or remove the patient. However, Beijing University Sixth Hospital's Medical Affairs Department also opened the door for them. As long as they showed their identification and were within the specified time, they could enter. The patient and his family members had also signed an agreement, so they did not mind a large number of medical staff going in and out.
Meng Shan followed Old Hei to see the patient, looked at the medical imaging, and looked at the physical and chemical examination data over the past few days. Meng Shan was speechless as he looked through them one by one.
He was in the field of sports medicine, and there was no problem with normal medical examinations. When it came to the postoperative condition of a liver cancer patient, he only needed to look up a little bit of information, and he would know what was going on.
But the person in front of him obviously exceeded his expectations.
"Doctor Ling's skills are really good. The patient's recovery is very good."
Meng Shan and Old Hei stood in front of the glass wall. When they heard the word "Ling", their ears pricked up.
"At this stage of liver cancer surgery, there's really nothing to be picky about when it comes to skills. Very little of the patient's liver is removed, and liver function recovers very quickly. This is especially true for older patients. Doctor Ling's surgical method can be said to be very practical … "
"It's not just practical. This kind of surgical method is actually quite worth promoting. It's not just about sending the patient for intraoperative examination. Many people might not be able to grasp this, but other than that, all the series of surgical treatment is also very particular."
Meng Shan looked in the direction of the voice, and he could see the side profile of the two doctors who were talking.
He only needed to make a slight distinction to recognize it.
Meng Shan turned his head and whispered to Old Hei, who was asking for his opinion, "One is a doctor under Ling Ran, and the other is Xu Wen from Beijing University Sixth Hospital."
"I've seen Xu Wen before." Old Hei wanted to say something, but he did not. After a while, he listened to the conversation between the two and could not help but say, "I didn't expect him to be so good at flattering people."
"They're evenly matched, aren't they?" Meng Shan's face was full of disdain, and he was even more alarmed in his heart.
No matter how simple a person was, after being flattered for so many years, he might also become arrogant. Now, it seemed that if he wanted to convince Ling Ran in a simple manner, he should be better than the two doctors in front of him in terms of verbal preparation.
Meng Shan frowned a little. This was not an easy thing to do.
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