Doctor of Healing

He knows to ask about family history, but this is a trauma, a trauma!Can this stuff be passed down in the family?

Only when the scriptures are taken to the extreme will similar jokes be made.

And the doctor's mind is really big.

"The child was not killed, right?" the anesthetist asked coldly.

Judging from what he meant, even if he was beaten to death, it shouldn't be considered a work-related injury.

"Oh, what else can I do." Director Liu said, "I have paid attention to Xiaoji. The first time was a patient who had a kidney amputation. Xiaoji explained it very well, and then it was cavernous body puncture..."

Speaking of this, Director Liu frowned slightly.

It has been less than half a year since Ji Xiang came to the department for regular training, and he seems to want to talk about the patients he can remember. It is estimated that all the operations have been completed.

"Ji Xiang is capable, Director Liu, don't treat him like a cow. Whose child is not a child, he should rest!" Tang Yan wailed, like the little daughter-in-law at home.

"Why? Distressed?" Director Liu glanced at Tang Yan with great interest.

"It's not a donkey pulling a mill, I have to let Ji Xiang take a breather."

Director Liu laughed. Just as he was about to make a joke, a thunderbolt suddenly landed on his head.

wrong!

The nearest surgical instrument nurse is Tang Yan!

It is a matter of the operating room who puts the equipment nurse on, so Director Liu only thinks that it is a good thing for the girl to work quickly and not delay the operation.

But today, after hearing Tang Yan's wailing, Director Liu noticed that in the last two months of surgery, as long as there is Ji Xiang, it is Tang Yan's match.

Thinking of the phone call he made to his classmates in the south, Director Liu felt a gust of cold wind blowing from his back.

I don't even dare to expect an exclusive equipment nurse.

Ji Xiang is a trained doctor, even... no, he has passed the practicing certificate now, and he is still the best in the country with full marks.

That would not have a dedicated equipment nurse.

Many academicians don't have this configuration, why does Ji Xiang.

Director Liu quickly calmed down and continued to observe this matter.He smiled slightly, "Yan'er, what you said is wrong."

"Director Liu, that's what it is!"

"Xiao Ji is young, what is that word called, and in his prime."

As he said that, Director Liu felt slightly palpitated and sad.

In the prime of life, young people in their 20s can't understand that at their age, they would rather trade everything.

However, Director Liu just wavered slightly, and continued, "When you don't have surgery now, it's time to polish your skills. And!"

"And what?"

"Xiaoji's papers are almost finished. I took a look, and the papers with Chinese prefixes will definitely be published."

"Cut, just publish an article."

Director Liu endured and endured, and he didn't say anything about the provincial self-administration department.

It is very difficult to run the provincial self-administration department, and it will take more than half a month to read the notebook.

Director Liu was also anxious, for fear that Ji Xiang would become famous in orthopedics.

But Director Liu was more at ease about this matter.

Ji Xiang seems to be concentrating on taking the professional medicine exam, and he does well in orthopedics, but he is not as amazing as in urology.

Today, it was discovered that Jixiang's equipment nurse seemed to be alone, and this incident put another heavy weight on Director Liu's heart.

The scale gradually lost its balance.

Chatting, the operation has been done.

Smooth and calm.

Ji Xiang's level is getting more and more sophisticated, and it is hard for Director Liu to believe that this operation was performed by a 20-year-old Gui Peisheng.

One after another, Ji Xiang did it steadily and quickly, without any accidents, as smooth as a high-speed train in progress.

"Xiaoji, it's hard work." When Director Liu saw that the last operation was finished, he patted Ji Xiang's shoulder heavily, then tore off his clothes and threw them into the red bucket of pollutants.

"I'm going to take the patient." Zhao Zhe winked. He carried the patient onto the flat car and pushed it away with the anesthesiologist and nurse.

"Director, I'll call Teacher Deng."

"Don't worry." Director Liu glanced at the time, and took Ji Xiang to the locker room to sit and chat for a while, so as to get emotional.

In the past, Director Liu must have had some bole mentality.

But today he subconsciously regards Ji Xiang as an equal expert, friend, and said while walking with a smile, "At first I saw you undergo surgery, and I felt that the level was high. I didn't expect you to be able to make great achievements and make further progress."

"Director, what you said is right, my operation is not good enough, I still need to practice."

The two of them had just walked to the stair passage and were about to go to the dressing room downstairs to change clothes when there was a sudden noise.

Director Liu frowned, and suddenly thought of something, "Xiaoji, have you heard of a hospital where operations are performed upstairs and operations are performed downstairs?"

"I've heard of it." Ji Xiang sighed, "I don't know what to say, but at the time I saw how it was done, and I felt a little uncomfortable."

"..." Director Liu was speechless. He wanted to gossip at first, but his words were choked back.

This thing sounds absurd, and it is difficult for ordinary people to understand, but it is true.

Operations are being performed in the operating room upstairs, and procedures are being performed in the rest area downstairs.

Unfortunately, not very useful.

Chapter 357

"Are all the patients here like this!"

"A bunch of idiots, no wonder not even investors come."

"Integrity, do you know what integrity is!"

A person was cursing incessantly, his voice was loud and he didn't hide it.

"Professor Xue, don't be angry, Professor Deng is explaining."

The man scolded for a long time before someone came to persuade him.It's just that the voice of persuading him is neither cold nor cold, with impatience.

Director Liu was taken aback, then smiled wryly.

"Xiao Ji, let's go to the anesthesiologist's duty room." Director Liu didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled Ji Xiang around and left.

"Director, what's the matter?" Ji Xiang asked.

"What's wrong?" Director Liu glanced at Ji Xiang curiously, he was still a young man.

For an old doctor like Zhao Zhe, he could figure out what happened with his heels, but Ji Xiang was still ignorant and couldn't figure out the situation.

But this is a matter of clinical experience and experience,

"The person I heard talking behind is Mr. Xu from the Department of Orthopedics, right?"

"Yeah." Ji Xiang nodded.

"You...have you hired an external expert from the Department of Orthopedics?" Director Liu didn't explain, but he calculated the situation cunningly and roughly guessed the situation.

Ji Xiang talked about the situation of orthopedics.

"There are two possibilities." Director Liu said, "First, the patient's family temporarily repented, thinking that the money given was too much, and the professor was not worth the money, so whether it was the hotel where they came to live or food and drink, they tried their best to deduct as much as possible."

"No way, surgery is still needed after all..." Ji Xiang was puzzled.

"Here." Director Liu raised his finger and pointed to his head, "What you think is [-]% is not the case in other people's eyes. One hundred kinds of rice feeds one hundred kinds of people. In this world, there are people of all kinds."

"However, there are relatively few similar cases. Many of them record the details of collecting money, and wait until the operation is completed and the patient is safely discharged from the hospital."

"I know that." Ji Xiang smiled.

When he came to the anesthesiologist's duty room, Director Liu took out a cigarette and lit it.

"The second type is not common. After Professor Feidao came, he thought that the patient's family members or the doctors here had deducted his money from Feidao, and said that he would not go on stage."

"No way……"

Ji Xiang still doesn't understand.

"Do you know what the problem is?" Director Liu asked, looking into Ji Xiang's eyes.

But before Ji Xiang thought about it, he continued, "The information is poor."

"In a similar situation, there is a patchwork person in the middle. Go to the left to contact the patient and the patient's family; go to the right to contact the flying knife expert. They also want to make money. Who doesn't like red tickets, right?"

Ji Xiang was even more unfamiliar with this matter, and he even froze for a moment when Director Liu said that the red notes were red.

"If the money in the middle is taken away by the patchwork broker, neither the doctor who threw the knife, nor the patient, nor the patient's family will be satisfied."

"That's it!" Ji Xiang suddenly realized.

"That's why I generally don't get involved in the middlemen's work to earn the difference." Director Liu said, "Xiaoji, sooner or later you're going to throw knives. Be careful with similar things."

"Yeah." Ji Xiang nodded, "Director, how do you think this matter will end?"

"It must be the experts of the flying knives who will pay the compensation." Director Liu said, "You can see that some unscrupulous doctors will do a lot of outrageous things, but all the doctors I have seen have super high emotional intelligence."

"Because the emotional intelligence is slightly worse, the patient and the family members of the patient have already sensed that something is wrong, and something happened early in the morning, and we can't wait until then."

What Director Liu said was very vague, but Ji Xiang could probably understand it.

Some words cannot be described by using the method of not passing on six ears. Even if there are only four ears, Director Liu's words are ambiguous.

"There's nothing wrong with it now." Director Liu said with a smile, "Xiaoji, let me tell you something."

"Director, tell me."

"It's not that I'm urging you. I've passed the test. Do you need to hurry up and write the article? I know a few experts in the review team of Zhonghua Urology."

"Thank you, Director. I've finished writing. I'll go back and polish it today, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." Ji Xiang said.

"Hurry up, I'll do the polishing..." Director Liu said with a smile, overflowing with a teachable smile.

Writing articles and publishing papers is essentially a way of communication, but now it has evolved into water papers.

Like an assembly line, international scientific research papers, SCI papers, and even papers from the world's top journals can be bought with money.

This kind of thing has become an industrial chain, and everyone in the industry knows it.

Director Liu was really afraid of Jixiang's neck sting, and he showed a gesture towards Qin Chuqin's boss, thinking that a paper with the prefix "water" was an insult to academics.

If that's the case, the provincial self-administration department that I'm helping Jixiang contact doesn't make any sense.

Fortunately, Jixiang has been doing it silently, and he can give the paper to himself after polishing up.

It seems that Jixiang is still very concerned about this matter.

"Brother Zhao is getting old, he has no papers, no scientific research, and he can't be promoted. Although he is good at surgery and careful in his work, he has never been able to be the deputy chief physician." Ji Xiang sighed.

"..." Director Liu frowned.

Ji Xiang's words are a bit full, he is still a doctor of Guipei himself, but he is worried about Zhao Zhe.

……

……

Xu Leyu was particularly unhappy, but Professor Deng Chaohong Deng rarely "asked" himself for one thing, and he agreed to deal with the troubles caused by the patient's family.

Just as Director Liu had guessed, the patient's family hired a broker to contact Professor Xue from the imperial capital for the operation, but a sum of money was deducted in the middle, causing trouble except for the broker, and no one else was satisfied.

Xu Leyu didn't comfort Professor Xue too much. The patient was under anesthesia, and Professor Xue just scolded others, so he could still go out and tell the patient's family members—need to pay more?

If that's the case, I'm afraid that once something happens, the cost of suppressing it will be astronomical.

Professor Xue scolded and scolded, but he would never turn around and leave, he would definitely have an operation, scolding is to vent his anger.

Sure enough, Professor Xue scolded for 10 minutes as if there were two 10-level queens in the anti-stress bar.But in the end, he still changed his clothes and went in for the operation with an unhappy expression.

"Deng Chaohong is a bastard, he must have done it." Professor Xue scolded while brushing his hands, "I knew he was a villain when I was in school, and I knew all kinds of stretching and stumbling."

Xu Leyu remained silent, doing his job well.

"Where is Deng Chaohong?" Professor Xue asked.