Developing new surgical methods was something that high-level hospitals were very willing to do, and it was also something that they had to do.
New surgical methods meant new instruments and equipment, new projects and funds, new training and advanced studies, new business partners, and new representatives …
Developing new surgical methods could eliminate old surgical methods, and they could advance in the research direction that the new leaders and department directors approved of. It could reduce the influence of old-school doctors, and it could also reduce the burden on the success rate of old surgical methods.
For patients, having a new surgical method might not necessarily be the best choice compared to having an inferior surgical method. However, compared to the inferior surgical method, it was still beneficial. On the whole, it was good. However, when it came to a specific person, it was a different story.
In short, developing new surgical methods was politically correct and profitable. The only disadvantage was that it was more troublesome and difficult. However, the doctors and leaders working in tertiary Grade A hospitals did not care too much about this.
For example, Donghuang Regional Hospital happily sent two doctors to personally drive to pick Ling Ran up. They were enthusiastic, and they spoke nicely.
Zuo Cidian laughed with them, turned around, and said to Zhang Anmin with a smile, "This regional hospital is a tertiary Grade A hospital, but the regional hospitals in Yun Hua are like dead people. Laparoscopy has been developed for so many years, but they still don't understand it. Microsurgeries are even worse, and they're afraid that patients will go to them to take over."
Zhang Anmin said calmly, "The conditions of the Bazhaixiang hospital branch are even worse."
"Who hasn't seen a town hospital before?" Zuo Cidian pursed his lips. He looked down on Zhang Anmin, who had only gone to the town hospital branch for freelance surgery.
Zhang Anmin smiled. "You didn't perform surgery when you were in the town hospital. If I go there for freelance surgery now, it will cost a few thousand RMB. I'm just afraid that the Bazhaixiang hospital branch is not good enough and can't afford it."
Zuo Cidian was so angry that his nose was about to bubble. Although he knew that Zhang Anmin was poor, tired, and had a fierce wife, it was amazing that he could earn money from freelance surgery. It was really amazing!
Zuo Cidian could imagine that Zhang Anmin, who was poor, tired, and had a fierce wife, would soon become Zhang Anmin, who was not poor, tired, and had a fierce wife, and Zuo Cidian … would still not have a wife …
Zuo Cidian wiped his eyes and thought, 'It's time for me to learn a skill.'
While Ling Ran was thinking, the resident doctor who weighed 222 pounds called. "Academician Zhu's meeting is about to end. He wants to know where Doctor Ling is going to perform surgery today."
"Oh, they went to Donghuang Regional Hospital today. They have already sent a car over." As Zuo Cidian spoke, he nodded at the two doctors from Donghuang Regional Hospital and mouthed, "Academician Zhu."
Academician Zhu had frequently appeared beside Ling Ran over the past two days. The doctors from Donghuang Regional Hospital immediately knew who he was, so they smiled and nodded.
On the other end of the phone, the 222-pound resident doctor was holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand. He smiled as he drank. "That's great. We'll go to Beijing University Sixth Hospital first, and then we'll go to Donghuang Regional Hospital with you. I'm not familiar with the road."
"Oh, okay, I'll ask." Zuo Cidian covered the bottom of his phone and smiled at the two doctors from Donghuang Regional Hospital in front of him. He asked, "Academician Zhu said that I'll take your car. Is that okay?"
"Oh … okay, sure …" The two doctors looked at each other and felt that it was not good to reject him.
Zuo Cidian continued making calls, and the two doctors discussed in whispers.
"We only have one GL8. It's not big enough, right?"
"Ask the hospital to send another ambulance?"
"Let's talk to the department director and ask the pharmaceutical sales company to send another ambulance."
Both of them were also doctors who often welcomed and sent people off. They quickly discussed and started to make phone calls.
On the other end of the phone, Zuo Cidian put down his phone and picked it up again.
This time, it was Professor Feng Zhixiang.
After a few sentences, Zuo Cidian covered the phone again and said to the two doctors from Donghuang Regional Hospital, "Professor Feng Zhixiang is here too. He drove here himself, and he has just parked his car. When he heard that we have a car, he asked me if I can take your car …"
"Of course." The two young doctors could not refuse Professor Feng Zhixiang. Besides, it was just one more person.
Zuo Cidian smiled and picked up the phone again. A few seconds later, he put down his phone again and said, "Professor Feng Zhixiang said that he has an appointment with a few professors and department directors in advance. He asked if he can go together."
"Sure …" The two doctors from Donghuang Regional Hospital gave him a firm smile and started making calls.
…..
Donghuang Regional Hospital.
The department director of the General Surgery Department deliberately invited the associate hospital director who was in charge of the Department of Surgery to show his respect. Things like new surgical methods and new projects could only be carried out with the support of the leaders of the department.
The two leaders went to the office on the first floor a few minutes earlier and sat down. They then looked at the electronic welcome screen set up by a few young doctors. Everything was ready, so they sat down quietly.
Soon, a small fleet of four cars stopped in front of the entrance of Donghuang Regional Hospital.
Ling Ran, Zhu Tongyi, Feng Zhixiang, and the others got off the car and walked in while talking and laughing.
When the associate hospital director saw them, a smile immediately appeared on his face. "Not bad, not bad. Academician Zhu Tongyi and Department Director Feng Zhixiang are here. Oh, Department Director Li Tianyuan is here too. This project is done well!"
When he saw them, the associate hospital director had already agreed to the suggestion of the department director of the General Surgery Department.
For Donghuang Regional Hospital, a project with a total of one million RMB was not a very big number. The associate hospital director felt that it was not a loss to be able to take a group of photos of people talking amiably.
He brought the department director out of the hall to welcome them and immediately held Professor Feng Zhixiang's hand.
Of course, the most important thing was still the locals from Beijing …
"Welcome, welcome …" The associate hospital director held Professor Feng Zhixiang's hand and was unwilling to let go.
Feng Zhixiang could only pretend to communicate with the associate hospital director …
The welcome event soon became an official event, and both Feng Zhixiang and Zhu Tongyi could not leave.
Ling Ran was still free. In fact, the associate hospital director did not want to take a handshake photo with Ling Ran. Ling Ran's status in Changxi Province could be said to be relatively high, but it was inevitable that he was inferior in Beijing.
Of course, the most important thing was that the photo itself was easy to make comparisons. The associate hospital director also did not want to stand in front of Doctor Ling and show that he was older than Doctor Ling, uglier than Doctor Ling, had a worse figure than Doctor Ling, and had a worse temperament than Doctor Ling …
Ling Ran did not care about it. He strolled around and entered the Emergency Department of Donghuang Regional Hospital while both parties were still "talking".
Donghuang Regional Hospital was slightly weaker than Beijing University Sixth Hospital. Although some of the key departments were built relatively well, because it was a regional hospital, the configuration of the Emergency Department was obviously more ordinary.
Ling Ran sized up the place and pondered in his heart.
A doctor from Donghuang Regional Hospital followed behind Ling Ran at a slower pace under Zuo Cidian's instructions. He thought, 'Specialists nowadays are really troublesome. The younger they are, the more troublesome they are. I even need someone to follow me when I'm strolling around …'
While he thought about this, Ling Ran waved at him in front of him.
"Doctor Ling." The young doctor quickly walked forward and flashed a Pekingese smile.
"Can I touch the patient?" Ling Ran pointed at a patient who was sitting on a chair in front of him and resting with his eyes closed.
The young doctor looked over and saw a patient who was still in his prime. One of his hands was wrapped in white gauze, and he seemed to be here to change his dressing. His wound seemed to still be in pain, so the patient frowned.
The young doctor asked tentatively, "Do you know this patient?"
"No, I suspect that he has a heart attack, and I want to check on him," Ling Ran answered very honestly.
The young doctor was immediately stunned. The doctors who were busy consulting other patients also frowned and looked over.
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