Ling Ran thought about it after he received the mission.
Zhang Anmin had just learned hepatectomy. Was he considered a novice? In terms of difficulty, he was considered a novice if he could complete a hepatectomy.
If that was the case, it would be difficult to train Zhang Anmin to Specialist Level.
Then, if Zhang Anmin had not reached the novice level …
Ling Ran felt that it would still be very difficult to train Zhang Anmin to the novice level.
After all, it was hepatectomy. Even if he managed it once, there were still many difficulties to be overcome if he wanted to replicate it.
Moreover, Ling Ran had done everything he could. It was impossible for him to devote himself to teaching Zhang Anmin just for a mission. When it came to teaching disciples, it was not the case that the more invested one was, the more benefits one would receive.
Therefore, Ling Ran did not make any adjustments. He made ward rounds, collected treasure chests, and performed surgeries as usual.
The Emergency Medical Center of Yun Hua Hospital seemed to have become quiet.
The orthopedic patients who needed to stay in the hospital for a long time and the patients from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery who were always eager to be discharged came to the hospital. They left the hospital with anxiety and hope.
In Yun Hua Hospital, the devil's ivy swayed, the spider plant danced, and the big white goose squirmed.
Monday.
Zhang Anmin rushed to the Outpatient Clinic building. With Zuo Cidian's help, he received a sticker with the words "Specialist Consultation" written on it. Then, he pretended to be casual, but he was actually serious when he pasted it in front of his office.
Once he became an associate chief physician, he was qualified to hang the "Specialist Consultation" sign.
Zhang Anmin was also the second doctor in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery to hang the "Specialist Consultation" sign, excluding Ling Ran.
He Yuanzheng's sign was hung diagonally across from Ling Ran's sign.
Zhang Anmin only dared to look at it. He took a deep breath and quickly returned to his office.
Zhang Anmin did not dare to look at He Yuanzheng because of his years of prestige, but he still wanted the position of associate chief physician. Even if he offended He Yuanzheng because of it, Zhang Anmin would gladly endure it. He was different from the other doctors in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery and the associate chief physicians who left before. When other doctors became associate chief physicians, they still had to work under He Yuanzheng. Naturally, they would face all kinds of pain and conflicts. Zhang Anmin did not have to be afraid. He was a snitch. When he became an associate chief physician, he could only work in the Emergency Medical Center. did not have to worry too much about the sequelae of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
"Doctor Zhang, I'll arrange 25 numbers for you today. Do you want to get used to it?" Zuo Cidian smiled. As usual, he arranged ten slots for Ling Ran and Zhang Anmin as well.
After all, Zhang Anmin didn't have any subordinates yet. It was his first day as an assistant lecturer, so he had to let him enjoy it.
Zhang Anmin stood up. "25 is enough."
Zhang Anmin was not used to Zuo Cidian calling him "Young Zhang" anymore.
Zuo Cidian smiled and gave an explanation. "Usually, it's around thirty numbers. I thought that since you've just started doing consultations, there shouldn't be a lot of people who want to add their numbers. So, I'll give you twenty-five numbers to satisfy my craving. Doctor Ling has a lot of additional patients and old patients, so we'll reduce the number of patients. "
"It's suitable." Zhang Anmin quickly agreed.
"Alright, I'll ask Young Qu to help you." Zuo Cidian nodded and went to the room next door to serve him.
Turning around, Qu Xiaolian greeted Zhang Anmin inside.
Zhang Anmin let out a long sigh of relief. Compared to staying in the office alone, it was much more comfortable to have a helper. Zhang Anmin actually felt a warmth in his heart when Zuo Cidian thought of this.
Zhang Anmin quickly shook his head. It was just a wrinkled braised egg, and it tasted even worse when it was hot.
"Chief Physician Zhang?" Qu Xiaolian asked in a low voice.
Zhang Anmin shuddered and said subconsciously, "Just call me Doctor Zhang."
"Oh," Qu Xiaolian answered obediently.
Zhang Anmin suddenly felt a little regretful. It was rare to be called Chief Physician Zhang. When he returned to the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, probably no one would call him that.
When he thought of this, Zhang Anmin could not help but straighten his face. He subconsciously looked at the reflection on the computer, and then smiled at his young face.
"Doctor Zhang, shall we start to bring people in?" Qu Xiaolian went out and came in again. He asked again.
"Let's start." Zhang Anmin sat upright.
…..
Across the wall, Ling Ran also nodded. Zuo Cidian immediately went out of the door. He clasped his hands and said loudly, "Patient No. 1 can come in now."
"Patient No. 1."
"I'm Patient No. 1."
A few patients waiting in the corridor also shouted a few times. Before they could shout again, a middle-aged man stood up and entered. "I'm Patient No. 1."
"You're quite early." The patient next to him laughed a few times. The nurse guarding the corridor door of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery allowed five patients to enter at a time. The remaining four people chatted in low voices.
The old man sitting at the innermost part of the room smiled and said, "It's your first time coming to Doctor Ling's consultation, right?"
"Yes, you can even tell?" The patient who just laughed looked over.
The old man said, "There are a lot of scalpers who buy tickets for Doctor Ling's consultation. Patient No. 1 probably spent money."
"What do you mean by that? He probably spent money." The person sitting outside was also a middle-aged man. He habitually held his waist as he spoke.
The patient waiting opposite him asked, "Are you so sure?"
"I'm Patient No. 4. I spent money," the middle-aged man who held his waist said straightforwardly and looked at the others.
"Me too."
"Okay."
Only the old man laughed proudly. "My son gave me the number at midnight."
"Filial son!"
"You're good, old man."
"You saved money."
At this time, the patient opposite them looked at them curiously and asked, "How much did the scalper ticket cost?"
The patients who registered looked at each other but did not say anything.
The awkward atmosphere lingered for a few seconds. Then, the middle-aged man who held his waist said, "I spent 700 RMB."
"Tsk, tsk."
"You didn't bargain, did you?"
"The department director who registered me in 301 only cost 1,200 RMB."
"That's the doctor you registered. The scalpers in 301 cost two to three thousand RMB."
The patients talked to each other, and gradually, they became quiet again.
The registration fee of a few hundred RMB was already a big burden for ordinary people, let alone two to three thousand RMB. Moreover, unlike medical expenses, which could be reimbursed, the registration fee of scalpers could not be reimbursed at all.
"I hope it can be cured." The old man was the first to speak. After all, he did not spend much money.
The middle-aged man who held his waist snorted a few times and said in a low voice, "After seeing it once, you can think of a way to get a plus number next time. Doctor Ling only registers ten patients, and the plus number is usually reserved."
"It's troublesome to get a plus number every time."
"Every time?" The middle-aged man who held his waist laughed. "If you can't even cure it after coming a few times, what's the point of coming here? The reason you register with Doctor Ling is to perform surgeries, understand? "
The patients nodded in unison.
Social news might not report on the doctors' medical skills and surgical skills, but for the patients, everyone would always learn about it through various channels, especially diseases such as hepatolithiasis. The course of the disease was long and painful, and the surgery was dangerous. The patients who decided to go for surgery always had to think about it for a long time.
"I hope it can be cured," the old man said again and closed his eyes to wait.
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