At night.
Huo Congjun held a banquet for the guests.
Huo Congjun treated the buffet at Prosperous Fountain Inn as a work meal and gave out meal tickets. This was not in the original plan, but as he said, those who wanted to pay had found their connections, and it was not right to stop them from spending money. Moreover, even if they were to spend other people's money, they could not spend it without reason. It was only natural to arrange for two more meals and to arrange for the higher-level guests.
Hospital Director Bo was forced to give the meal tickets. With his own thoughts and his own script in mind, he entered the restaurant and ate and drank to his heart's content before he felt a little better.
As a medical intermediary, the most important thing to be mentally prepared was to be self-deprecating.
Doctors were not good-tempered people, and surgeons were even more so. Surgeons who were skillful had an exponential increase in temper.
There were so many rich people. Did they really not have connections to find doctors? Not all of them. Sometimes, people were willing to fork out money because they didn't want to be looked down upon or rejected twice.
Even those who worked for their bosses and received high salaries but were wronged were sometimes very willing to look for medical intermediaries to get in touch with doctors.
Therefore, although it was unexpected that he was rebuffed by Huo Congjun, for Hospital Director Bo, it was just a normal professional injury. A few hours would be enough for him to recover and regroup.
"Department Director Huo, let's talk for a while more." After eating and drinking, Hospital Director Bo went to Huo Congjun again, who was surrounded by people. He was smiling, and no one could tell that he had just suffered a blow and had to call his girlfriend to complain.
"Let's talk, the result will be the same." Huo Congjun had bragged for a while. He was just about to rest for a while, so he took the opportunity to apologize.
Both of them sat on a small sofa not far away.
Hospital Director Bo stared at Huo Congjun for a while and said with a smile, "Department Director Huo seems to be really confident."
"If you have something to say, say it."
Hospital Director Bo pondered for a while and said directly, "Fifty thousand RMB per freelance surgery. If you have any other requests, let's talk about it."
Fifty thousand yuan for a freelance surgery was considered the second-best in the industry. With the skills of an intermediary, a patient might be able to pay one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, or even three or four hundred thousand, but that was the ability of a medical intermediary. After all, Ling Ran was not an academician, and he was not the department director of a top tertiary Grade A hospital in Beijing, Tianjin, and Shanghai. If he wanted to get the second-best price, he would have to spend a lot of effort talking.
However, the price wasn't that high.
Most of the time, the price of freelance surgeries was closely related to the doctor's labor intensity and risk.
To put it simply, one hepatectomy cost 10,000 RMB. If the freelance surgeon performed the hepatectomy for about three hours and performed two general intensity hepatectomy a day, it would be 20,000 RMB. However, when it came to combined liver and pancreatic radical surgery, a normal doctor might need seven to eight hours, or even ten hours of preparation time. This already exceeded the intensity of two hepatectomies, which was equivalent to three times the time.
On the other hand, the conditions for radical gastrectomy in combination with hepatectomy were very harsh. Even if a lot of CT scans, PET scans, and MRI scans were performed before the surgery, there was always the possibility that the patient's abdominal cavity did not meet the requirements. Similarly, the failure rate of such surgeries and the probability of the patient's death were highly uncertain.
Three times the time, more than 30 times the risk, plus 50,000 yuan, there was a fluctuation, but it was not too exaggerated.
However, if he could maintain this price, it would definitely be good for Ling Ran's freelance surgery price and his status in the industry.
No matter what, 50,000 RMB was 50,000 RMB. Even if a doctor who performed varicose veins could perform ten surgeries a day and earn 100,000 RMB, the freelance surgery fee for a single surgery was still not as good as 50,000 RMB for a ten-hour surgery.
Huo Congjun felt Hospital Director Bo's sincerity, but he was still disdainful. "Even if our Ling Ran wants to perform freelance surgery, he won't go through you."
"Isn't it better to have an extra safety cushion?" Hospital Director Bo lowered his posture. He drew his shoulders, lowered his head slightly, and raised his face. He put on a comprador expression that said, "Look at how good I am at sucking up to you." He could be said to be very much like a pharmaceutical sales representative.
Huo Congjun was quite surprised, and he became even more vigilant. "You don't have to go that far, do you? Ling Ran isn't the only doctor in the country who can perform combined gastrectomy in combination with liver and liver. You're bowing to him. You can't be looking for trouble, right?"
If Hospital Director Bo accepted a certain surgery and only Ling Ran could perform it, Huo Congjun believed that Hospital Director Bo would lower his posture even more. However, as long as it was not an exclusive surgery, Hospital Director Bo's expression was a little too much.
Hospital Director Bo smiled. "Although there are people who can perform combined gastrectomy, there's only one as young as Doctor Ling. It's not wrong to say that he's the only one in the country."
"Why don't you just have a champion for each age group?" Huo Congjun was disdainful.
"Among all age groups, I think the only one who can perform combined gastrectomy in combination with liver and liver is Doctor Ling." Hospital Director Bo emphasized again.
Huo Congjun then took Hospital Director Bo's words seriously.
"A ten-hour surgery is no joke." Hospital Director Bo said with a nostalgic tone, "I watched the video at that time, and I was shocked. I only took a short break in the middle. The entire surgery was done very cleanly. I feel that if Doctor Ling is a little more skilled, his speed can be improved. "
Huo Congjun hummed in acknowledgment.
"There's money to be earned. Why bother?" Hospital Director Bo chuckled a few times and said, "In the past, the country did not advocate surgery for liver metastases from stomach cancer. But now, the equipment is more advanced, and the technology is better. Proactive treatment is still the mainstream, right? "
Huo Congjun did not say anything.
"Being a freelance surgeon is also a form of networking. With Ling Ran's age and skills, if we work hard together for a few years, will it be difficult for us to push him to the top in combined gastrectomy? "Hospital Director Bo revealed his intentions.
Freelance surgeries were profit, but they were also resources.
At this point, if Hospital Director Bo had to choose between a young surgeon in his twenties or a retired doctor in his sixties, he would not hesitate to choose the young one.
The capital of being young was not something to be scoffed at.
For surgeries like combined gastrectomy, surgeons above the age of fifty would need two people to work together.
Two people working together meant that the money would be split between two people. It meant that the medical intermediary would have to double the workload and suffer double the grievances. This was not what Hospital Director Bo wanted.
What he wanted was Ling Ran's superb skills, long working hours, and great potential.
Huo Congjun completely understood. However, he still smiled and shook his head. "Ling Ran does not intend to continue performing combined gastrectomy."
"I have a medical record here. Take a look." Hospital Director Bo took out another trick.
Huo Congjun hesitated for a moment, but he still reached out and took it.
"The chairman of Tonca Group had a gastrectomy in the United States, and it has now metastasized to the liver." Hospital Director Bo explained in one sentence, "This is a large company that is worth tens of billions of dollars. If you perform the surgery for him, not only Ling Ran, but Yun Hua Hospital will also be able to advance."
Huo Congjun was a little tempted. Although he was not very fond of Hospital Director Bo's Junan Clinic, this surgery was still possible.
"Why doesn't he go to the United States for surgery?" Huo Congjun asked the key question first.
Hospital Director Bo coughed a few times and said in a low voice, "It's not suitable for him to go abroad."
"Oh …" Huo Congjun let out a long sigh and asked, "Then, do you want to hire an American freelance surgeon?"
"We're also talking about it." Hospital Director Bo looked a little awkward.
The doctors in the United States had a high income and a high social status, so it was naturally not worth it for them to cross the line.
For them, it was normal for patients to come to the United States for medical treatment, but it was more difficult for them to go abroad for surgery. Of course, it was still possible to hire ordinary American doctors. The more advanced the doctor was, the harder it was to hire him.
The expectations of the chairman of the Tonca Group were not low.
"How is the patient's current physical condition?" Huo Congjun asked slowly.
"He's still working."
"Then, let him come to Yun Hua Hospital," Huo Congjun said. "If he comes to Yun Hua Hospital, Doctor Ling can diagnose him and perform surgery if necessary. If he's not willing to come, then forget it."
Huo Congjun did not give Hospital Director Bo any room to speak. He returned to his chat group.
The laughter in the banquet hall soon became louder.
Hospital Director Bo scowled as he scrolled through his phone. He sent a few text messages in a row before he breathed a sigh of relief.
When he raised his head again, he saw that Huo Congjun had moved from one chat group to another. He was still praised by a group of people, and they laughed wildly because of his not-so-funny joke.
Hospital Director Bo secretly envied him for two seconds before he stopped thinking about it.
In his line of work, making money was really making money, but being boring was really boring.
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