Earn money!
These two words were more sensitive.
Everyone wanted to earn money, but they were too embarrassed to say it out loud.
A gentleman loves money, but he acquires it in a proper way.
However, in the current environment, most doctors still relied on gray income to support themselves a few years ago. Things had gotten better in the past two years, but doctors of the same level could not be compared to doctors from other countries in terms of income.
Xia Hua glanced at the patient's family member. The anesthesiologist understood what Xia Hua meant. He smiled and did not say anything else. Instead, he quickly sent the patient to the ICU.
After settling the patient, Xia Hua relayed Boss Zheng's instructions to the ICU doctor before leaving with the anesthesiologist.
"Brother Huang, how do you think Boss Zheng makes money?"
"Take a guess," the anesthesiologist asked mysteriously.
"Wages and bonuses are considered high in the Imperial Capital. Twenty to thirty thousand a month at most. The medicine … was basically dead by now. Consumables … After the two-ticket system and the zero markup next year, there wasn't much profit to be made. Freelance surgery. Most surgeons nowadays rely on freelance surgery, "Xia Hua said.
"You're so short-sighted," the anesthesiologist said proudly. "Boss Zheng makes money by lecturing!"
"Lecture?"
"The new TIPS surgery project has already started two sessions of student classes." The anesthesiologist said, "I heard it from a classmate of mine. He works in Jizhong, and the chief of their Department of Interventional Medicine just went there to learn about it."
Xia Hua did not understand what the anesthesiologist meant.
The anesthesiologist was pleased to see Xia Hua's dumbfounded expression. This was exactly the effect he wanted.
He should have been even more surprised than Xia Hua when he first heard the news.
"Let me put it this way. My classmate is working in a very famous tertiary Grade A hospital in Jizhong. They have more beds than us," the anesthesiologist said. "The chief of the interventional radiology department was called over by Chief Zhou of the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery Department."
Xia Hua could imagine it.
It was only a few hours away from the Imperial Capital by train. When people from the Imperial Capital went out for freelance surgeries, they did not even need to take a plane. They could just take the high-speed train there.
However, the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital was a top-notch hospital. Xia Hua yearned to go there.
The department director did not even dare to think about when he would be summoned by the department director of the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital.
"At first, he didn't want to go. There was a lot of work at home, and he was too busy. But after that, Chief Zhou was furious! Call him and give him a scolding. "
"Brother Huang, this is too exaggerated." Xia Hua watched the anesthesiologist excitedly gossiping and helplessly interrupted him. "Did you guess the part about being scolded?"
"See, it's not wrong to say that you're short-sighted." The anesthesiologist smiled and said, "This is what the chief of the Department of Interventional Medicine said at the dinner table after he went back."
"…"
"He's very proud of himself. His saliva is flying all over the place," the anesthesiologist said.
"…"
"He said that he didn't know what had happened on the first day. Director Zhou called them over at six in the morning. What do you think they're going to practice? "
"What?" Xia Hua was stunned. Practice?
"Practice welcoming Boss Zheng!"
"…"
This time, Xia Hua really wanted to cry.
If Boss Zheng wanted to come, then so be it. Why did he have to practice?
"In the beginning, the director wasn't happy either. However, Chief Zhou of the Imperial Capital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery said that when he went to visit Boss Zheng, he had to stand in the corridor and wait. Guess who the only person with a seat is? "
The chief of the Imperial Capital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery had to stand in the corridor like a junior doctor waiting for Boss Zheng? Wasn't this too arrogant?
Xia Hua thought of the scene at that time and yearned for it in his heart.
"At that time, Boss Zheng brought out a chair and only gave it to the lame manager of the medical supplies supplier to sit on."
Xia Hua felt that he must have been so tired that he had auditory hallucinations.
The chief of the Imperial Capital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery was standing at the side. Would that lame medical supplies supplier dare to sit on it? Boss Zheng was treating bean buns instead of dry food.
He swallowed hard and said in a low voice, "This is a little too much, isn't it?"
"His standards are there. Later, it was said that Chief Zhou, Zhou Chunyong, said it when he sent off the directors from all over the country. He patted his chest and said that he was convinced."
"Huh?"
He didn't even have a f * cking chair, and he was still convinced? Could it be that the lame manager of the medical supplies supplier was also an expert?
"Chief Zhou said that after asking around, his leg was during the earthquake relief … You didn't go, did you?"
"No."
"Boss Zheng was the first to enter the epicenter of the earthquake. Later, the road was not open yet. He carried the injured out in the aftershocks and directly started the rescue at the nearest Pengxi Village Hospital."
Xia Hua was silent.
"There were so many injured people. Think about how many medical supplies a township hospital could have. With a phone call from Boss Zheng, Manager Feng opened their company's warehouse and pulled all the medical supplies over. "
"Halfway through, he was shot in the thigh by a steel bar. He drove to Pengxi Village Hospital and went into shock."
Xia Hua had not experienced it, so he could not imagine it. However, just listening to it made his eyes brim with tears.
"Chief Zhou said that as long as Manager Feng doesn't do anything outrageous, in the future, the medical supplies for the hepatobiliary department in the Imperial Capital will at least be from their ward. They will use Manager Feng's."
The anesthesiologist smiled and said, "We're just talking nonsense. We haven't talked about the lecture yet. Among these students, the domestic chief physicians were all forced in by Chief Zhou. Based on his relationship with Boss Zheng. "
"…"
This was too ridiculous, but Xia Hua did not say anything. There were too many unbelievable things that he could not accept.
"At that time, the most were foreign professors. Each person paid 300,000 US dollars for a lecture. It was said that the second batch had already risen to 500,000 US dollars, and there were still no seats. When they heard this price, the group of chief physicians felt that it was right to welcome Boss Zheng. Bow. 300,000 US dollars. If it were you, would you not be willing? "
Xia Hua continued to burst into tears.
"Two lectures, a few surgeries, and Boss Zheng will earn less than 100 million RMB! He came to operate on your father because of Professor Gao's favor. Who cares about your meager income? "The anesthesiologist finally got to the point.
Was that really the case?
If the anesthesiologist had said this a few hours ago, or even two hours ago, Xia Hua would not have believed him.
Now, however, Xia Hua did not doubt it at all.
The other party's surgery was indeed amazing!
Laparoscopic surgery and interventional surgery had 'rescued' a critically ill patient who needed a second-stage surgery.
He had not thought of such a surgical method, not to mention that his initial diagnosis had been wrong.
Xia Hua was silent.
"Little Xia, your father is lucky. I think he can live for another year," the anesthesiologist said. "Oh, by the way, don't forget to call the anesthesiology department. Tell them there's an emergency consultation. I'm afraid there's no breath on the operating table, so I need an emergency intubation."
"Oh, oh. I'll call as soon as I get to the operating room."
Although this was a little inauspicious, they were all doctors and had long since gotten used to it.
No matter how many auspicious words were said, it was not as good as performing surgery. The anesthesiologist just wanted to watch the surgery and get some of Boss Zheng's immortal aura.
Xia Hua understood this.
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