Hashimoto Shiro pretended to be humble, but he was actually suspicious as he continued to chat with everyone.
Because Ling Ran barely spoke, Hashimoto Shiro's suspicions grew exponentially like mold.
It was natural for him to be suspicious. The Ling Ran in front of him was the perfect model of a celebrity doctor.
First-class medical skills, handsome, tall, good-looking smile, beautiful eyes, smooth skin …
As far as Hashimoto Shiro knew, most of the celebrity doctors who appeared every year, especially handsome ones, were fake.
However, celebrity doctors still appeared all over the world. Why? The benefits were too tempting.
The effects of celebrity doctors were endless.
Insurance companies in the United States sent patients to India to save money. The average waiting time for emergency treatment in the United Kingdom was thirteen hours after the introduction of universal health care. Japan's university hospitals were known for their corruption, but they were still the benchmark of the world's medical care, for no other reason than the large number of celebrity doctors they had. So, when a person wanted to buy his life with money, he would first think of Mayo Clinic. If he had a bad heart, he would go to Cleveland. If he had cancer, he would go to Anderson Cancer Center. If he had geriatric problems, he would go to Johns Hopkins …
If China's hospitals wanted to create a celebrity doctor, what should they do?
Hashimoto Shiro thought that it was impossible to rely solely on medical skills. How good could the medical skills of China's doctors be?
However, if the doctor had the looks of an idol and the skills of a first-class doctor, he could also be reported as a regional celebrity doctor. At the very least, the exposure of various media would make Yun Hua Hospital's reputation soar, and it would become a strong regional hospital in China.
Hashimoto Shiro even felt that Pan Hua was a little unreliable.
Hashimoto Shiro thought that Pan Hua might be using him to promote Yun Hua Hospital and Doctor Ling. He was an associate professor of orthopedics at Keio University Medical College. He might become a professor in a few years, which meant that he would become a department director in China's hospitals.
Hashimoto Shiro guessed that Pan Hua's behavior and invitation over the past few months were probably an act. He pretended to be angry and asked Hashimoto Shiro to fight for his interests. In the end, he happened to meet the young celebrity doctor of Yun Hua Hospital. He was shocked and naturally promoted him.
Hashimoto Shiro sneered in his heart. 'Am I such a shallow person?'
In a flash, Hashimoto Shiro admired Pan Hua. 'This guy might have started planning a few years ago.
The patient today might have been secretly made by Pan Hu.
The more Hashimoto Shiro thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. He even considered the possibility that Pan Hu could fake the time of the patient's surgery by faking the fixation method to create the illusion that the patient's recovery was very fast.
"If there's a chance, I really want to see Doctor Ling perform the M-Tang technique with my own eyes." Hashimoto Shiro laughed out loud, giving off the impression that he was very candid and generous. Then, he made another request.
A doctor's skills were both complicated and simple. In the end, it still depended on the surgery.
Hashimoto Shiro firmly believed that a first-class celebrity doctor who relied on his medical skills to grow up with ordinary looks would become handsome when he stood on the operating table.
Those who were good-looking and easily attracted the attention of women, which made it difficult for them to improve their medical skills, but they relied on vulgar aesthetics to become celebrity doctors. When they stood on the operating table, they would reveal their idiotic nature and become ugly.
Hashimoto Shiro raised his head slightly and stretched his neck forward so that his double chin would not be obvious.
Pan Hu could somewhat guess what Hashimoto Shiro was thinking.
Of course, only a very small part.
Pan Hu had gone to Japan for advanced studies a few times. As someone who often dealt with Hashimoto Shiro, he knew that Hashimoto Shiro tended to be gloomy, suspicious, jealous, ugly, had bad skin, liked to show off, had a wicked sense of humor, and even had a tendency to bully colleagues and patients. If it were not for his good skills and diligence, Pan Huali would not have bothered with him.
However, Pan Hu had to pay attention to Hashimoto Shiro now.
To clear his suspicion, Pan Hu waited for the interpreter to finish speaking before he immediately said, "Can you arrange for the surgery in the near future? Can Doctor Ling perform the surgery now? "
Huo Congjun, who had just rushed back from the conference, had a cold expression on his face. He was about to spit out the saliva he had not finished speaking when Department Director Jin Xi, who was beside him, quickly coughed and said, "Doctor Hashimoto, if you want to watch the surgery, there are many opportunities. When we arrange the specific time, we will inform you."
He wanted to slow down and wait for a private discussion with Huo Congjun before making a decision.
Pan Hu said, "I heard that Doctor Ling performs a few surgeries every day. How can he not find the time? Doctor Hashimoto's time is still very tight. If we can confirm it as soon as possible, we can arrange the next surgery. Mister Hashimoto still has to go to the provincial hospital and 278 Hospital in the future. "
278 Hospital was a cadre sanatorium. Every year, experts from all walks of life would be invited over. Pan Hu's reputation was built here. Hashimoto Shiro was an orthopedic expert in Keio University Hospital. Naturally, he was very popular. Pan Hu only needed to make a phone call, and the other party even paid for his round-trip expenses.
"If you can arrange it as soon as possible, I will be very grateful." Hashimoto Shiro bowed again. He was so polite that the elderly people were at a loss. It was easy for them to forget how aggressive he was just now.
No matter what, Hashimoto Shiro was an associate professor in Keio University. He was considered one of the Japanese hospitals and senior doctors that Yun Hua Hospital had more dealings with. Department Director Jin also felt that it was a pity to offend him just like that.
Jin Xi could not help but look at Huo Congjun. He tried to communicate with Huo Congjun with his eyes.
Huo Congjun, who was more than fifty years old, did not have a pair of bull's eyes that could speak. He just glared at Hashimoto Shiro. The other party did not understand Mandarin. If he scolded Hashimoto Shiro, and the interpreter had to repeat his words, it would not feel good at all. Moreover, how was one supposed to say "bah" in Japanese?
Jin Xi sighed. He simply walked to Huo Congjun's ear and said, "How do you think we should get rid of him now?"
Although Pan Hua from the Hand Surgery Department was the one who started this, the cause was the Emergency Department snatching patients who used the M-Tang technique. In other words, they were snatching patients from the Hand Surgery Department. In this matter, Jin Xi did not do anything. Instead, the Emergency Department was in the wrong.
Many thoughts surged in Huo Congjun's mind, but he rejected them one by one. Although he could easily reject Hashimoto Shiro, that was not the best solution.
Huo Congjun turned to look at Ling Ran. This was obviously an opportunity for Ling Ran.
Hashimoto Shiro was right about one thing. With his appearance, Yun Hua Hospital was very likely to promote a celebrity doctor.
The only thing Huo Congjun was worried about was Ling Ran making mistakes on the spot.
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