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#293 flexible second-line class (14)

Returning to the emergency building of the first hospital in the city, Zheng Ren waved goodbye to Director Ding.

Director Ding has adjusted his mentality, looked at Zheng Ren with a smile, and said, "Dr. Zheng, I am very optimistic about you. If you have any requirements, come to me directly. I can handle ordinary things."

Zheng Ren smiled and nodded.

Without rushing back to the emergency ward, Zheng Ren went to Director Pan's office first.

Knock on the door, there are people.

Zheng Ren pushed the door and went in.

Old Director Pan is wearing a mirror and is reading a magazine.

Zheng Ren glanced at what seemed to be a medical journal, but didn't see the name.

"Director, I'm back." Zheng Ren said with his hands bowed.

"Sit down." Director Pan took off his reading glasses, looked at Zheng Ren and said, "Tell you something, Master Fu Guang has resigned."

"Oh." Zheng Ren responded.

"Huh?" Director Pan was a little surprised and asked, "You know?"

"Su Yun said that he would persuade him to resign when he came back. This is the bottom line." Zheng Ren said.

Director Lao Pan glanced at Zheng Ren with interest, smiled, and did not continue to talk about this matter.

"I heard Xiao Su say that you have made two scientific research papers in the imperial capital and are going to publish them in foreign magazines?" Director Pan asked.

"It's all about Su Yun, I'm only in charge of the surgery." Zheng Ren said.

"This is a big deal, so be careful." Director Pan took off his glasses and said, "The burden on your side is indeed a little heavy. I'm thinking about how to reduce the burden on you. Do you have any ideas?"

"I'm fine here. The situation like yesterday is not common." Zheng Ren put his hands on his knees and sat upright.

"That's not what I said." Director Pan said, "Yesterday in the operating room, Director Kong of the Imperial Capital said that he wanted you to do a national-level scientific research?"

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "Director Kong said that from now on, 20 patients with small nodular liver cancer will be prepared every month, and I will go to the Imperial Capital for one to two days of surgery as part of scientific research."

"Yeah." Director Pan tapped the "Pipe Cone" that was put aside and fell into contemplation.

"Difficulties can be overcome." Zheng Ren said seriously.

Director Pan continued to be silent, thinking about something.

At this moment, the landline in the hospital rang.

Director Lao Pan answered the phone.

"it's me."

"Huh? Okay. But we want people, we need people who can work, don't put messy people in me."

"Understood, report as soon as possible."

Director Lao Pan hung up the phone, looked at Zheng Ren with a smile, and said, "I am very pleased that you have grown up quickly."

"Is it a matter of pranking people?"

"Yeah." Old Director Pan replied, "Ding Zhongtai said that she has already reported this matter to President Xiao, and that two doctors will be transferred. In this way, you should be able to relax a lot."

"Um."

"Two people, plus Yang Lei and Chang Yue, one shift for four days." Director Pan calculated, "For the operation, you and Su Yun can go together, or you can be on duty separately."

Zheng Ren suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"Su Yun's level is okay." Director Pan asked.

These words should not have come out of the mouth of the chief director.

Personnel rights are the most important rights. It is a major event in the career of a junior doctor to make a junior doctor the total hospitalization.

But Director Pan didn't have any idea of ​​grabbing it, and he habitually discussed this matter with Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren hesitated for a while.

"For an ordinary minor operation in general surgery, Su Yun's surgical level should be at the level of Director Sun. Thoracic surgery...his level is not bad. I heard in the imperial capital that he performed a heart transplant operation on a mouse when he was a graduate student. Able to handle emergencies.”

Director Pan's pupils shrank.

Can do a heart transplant, just okay?

Although it was an experimental operation, I didn't expect Su Yun to be more capable than he thought.

However, Director Pan quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Put more energy into scientific research. A well-formed surgery can save countless lives in the next few decades."

"OK."

Just as he was talking, Director Pan's landline rang again.

As soon as I picked up the handset, a series of roars came from the other side of the phone, and the loud voices could be heard without putting the handset to my ear.

It was a department director who called to argue with the old director Pan.

Zheng Ren was helpless, spread his hands and smiled.

Now there are shortages of people everywhere in the hospital. Many junior internal medicine doctors do not talk about one shift for three days. Second-line doctors also need to go out of the clinic during the day to see 180 patients, and they have to be on duty when they come back at night.

This situation, in the foreseeable future, is not likely to change.

Although the number of undergraduates studying medicine has increased with the expansion of university enrollment, the number of students applying for the exam has declined in recent years. And after graduation, 70% of the people who are actually engaged in clinical work are not bad.

The overall hospital environment is inhospitable, and many people give up what appears to be a promising job while in college.

Even when choosing clinical, most of them choose departments with relatively low risk such as oral cavity and tumor.

There is basically a shortage of people in each department, and it is undoubtedly a violation of the "reverse scale" of the department directors to transfer people.

But Zheng Ren knew that in the Haicheng First Hospital, who was Director Pan afraid of?

If he can beat the table with Dean Fu and scold his mother for asking him to come, will he care about these department directors?

After some talk, Director Pan won easily.

Hanging up the phone, the old director did not have the aftermath of anger after the scolding, but was very happy.

Zheng Ren stared blankly at Director Pan, not knowing why.

"Rookie, come to report tomorrow morning, you are ready to take the flexible second-line class." Director Pan said.

Obviously, he already had a case.

The flexible second-line class means that there is no need to stay in the hospital all the year round.

Although it does not conform to the general procedure of hospitalization, a place like Haicheng No. 1 Hospital has to have that soil.

Even the people on duty are not well-matched. It is a joke to copy the general inpatient system of a large hospital.

Especially in a place like the emergency department.

Zheng Ren smiled, from the heart.

"Go back and take care of the ward, and pay attention to several postoperative patients. Especially the patient who was injured by a fall from a height, although the situation has stabilized, but you can't be careless." Director Pan urged.

Zheng Ren led the way, and on the way he couldn't wait to send the news of the flexible second-line class to Xie Yi people.

Back in the emergency ward, Professor Rudolph was sleeping soundly in the duty room, snoring loudly.

Zheng Ren was suddenly a little fortunate. If there was no emergency last night, he would have been sleepless all night.

Chang Yue was still busy, with seven or eight postoperative patients, the word work could make a doctor collapse.

And the writing work is only a part of it, changing medicines, doctor's orders, communicating with family members, paying attention to which family members have more troubles and which ones are easy to talk about, these all require extremely rich clinical experience to complete.

Zheng Ren felt more at ease with Chang Yue.