Chapter 320 A Sigh
Latest website: In the past, when looking for someone to cooperate with Chasu Hospital, they had to ask their grandfather to sue their grandmother. In Ouyang’s words, even if you want to lose your power and humiliate the country, people will not pay attention to you.
This is also the norm in the medical circle, where people die after floods and die after droughts.
Some hospitals have queues as large as those in scenic spots during Golden Week, while others are empty. In the past, you could catch birds at the entrance of Chasu Hospital.
Now, the calls between hospital leaders are often made to Zhang Fan to exchange greetings. It felt like he had nothing to talk about, so Zhang Fan had to wink when he hung up the phone to make Wang Hong scream.
Wang Hong didn't understand. Why are you so embarrassed about the phone number of the district or county health center?
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes at Wang Hong, aren't districts and counties hospitals?
This is Zhang Fan's experience. No matter how small someone is, he can accomplish great things.
Back then, in order to increase the number of surgeries performed by the system, it was not the large hospitals that helped Zhang Fan complete the surgeries, but countless small hospitals and health centers that pushed Zhang Fan up.
Many large hospitals perform many surgeries, but in fact, there are also people who perform surgeries in small hospitals.
Don’t ask why, a dollar counts!
As the weather gets colder, Chasu Hospital has a new feature this year, that is, there are more patients in Nanbian than in previous years.
In the past, patients from the south border would choose Niaoshi if they felt that the treatment effect there was average. However, there are relatively few people who go out to Xinjiang.
It's not that the medical care in Bird City is better than other cities, but the area is too large. There are not too many cities that are two hours away from Bird City in the south.
But this year is different, most people choose tea.
First, the reputation of Chasu Hospital is now greater than that of major hospitals in Bird City. Second, the consumption of tea tea is cheaper than that in Bird Market.
For example, milk costs three yuan per kilogram, while the bird market costs five yuan per kilogram.
In the hospital, when Zhang Fan was doing his rounds, many people from the southern border kept saying, "The tea is so hot!"
If you are not from the frontier, you will think these people are talking nonsense.
To be honest, the temperature in the urban area of Chasu is about minus 20 degrees Celsius in winter. But it's different in the southern border.
In this place, it’s over forty in the summer and minus forty in the winter!
Both hot and cold are well balanced!
And regardless of its remoteness, there is actually almost no shortage of anything. The coal mines have excellent industrial coal. Although it is not as famous as Mumu County for Roujiamo, it is definitely better than other places.
If you want natural gas, the first stop for Kazakhstan is tea. If you want oil, you have oil. If you want cotton, you have cotton.
It’s just that there is no one.
In the early morning, Zhang Fan led doctors from the Department of Head and Neck Surgery, Dermatology, and Ophthalmology to make rounds.
In small departments, Zhang Fan rarely came to do rounds, because Li Cunhou was in charge of all these departments.
This guy has been busy with scientific research recently, and the department can't take care of it.
And because it was winter, Zhang Fan's attention was focused on internal medicine. The directors of several small departments jointly went to Zhang Fan's office yesterday.
The implication behind the words is that the hospital leaders do not pay attention to them.
If he just said that Zhang Fan didn't pay attention to them, Zhang Fan could still say it with a smile, but they were promoted to the leadership of the hospital.
This is not possible.
Therefore, this morning, as soon as Zhang Fan entered the office, he notified Wang Hong to go to the small department for ward rounds.
The whole team needs to be brought along.
In fact, the so-called team leader is just a title.
First of all, Li Cunhou couldn't come. He was busy with experiments. Zhao Jingjin and Luo Zhenguo couldn't come. They had several surgeries scheduled today.
Yan Xiaoyu is here, but she has to meet with several material suppliers today, and the pressure to collect money has been a bit high recently.
Ren Lidu has not been to the administration building for many days. In winter, the heart and lungs are inseparable. Problems with the respiratory system will also damage the cardiovascular system. The colder the weather, the more cardiovascular accidents.
As for his old home, he hasn't been to the main hospital recently. He stays at the second branch every day. A few days ago, he asked Zhang Fan to send him some more doctors.
Ouyang can't count on the rest. I heard that the old lady recently got a tablet from somewhere. She plays prickly pear in the office in the morning and plays stick drama in the office in the afternoon.
I don’t know why, such a stubborn old lady likes crying stick dramas.
I heard that I was watching "Sorry, I Love You" recently. One day, Zhang Fan went to see Ouyang. When he came in, the old lady's eyes were as swollen as peaches. She even checked her room.
The only ones left were Lao Chen and Wang Hong, who had remained unchanged for thousands of years. In order to increase his momentum, Zhang Fan had to bring along Han Zhongguo and some soldiers from the hospital office and medical department.
It looks vast, but in fact most of them are just soy sauce.
There are also many patients in the inpatient building of the small department.
The eyes were wrapped with white gauze, the ears were pierced with tampons, and the nose was braced. Anyway, it was different from the medical and surgical inpatient building.
"Family members, please wait outside the department while the dean makes rounds. Family members, please wait..."
Although the leaders of small departments and hospitals do not pay much attention to them, the equipment and conditions of small departments are incomparable to other large internal and external departments.
For example, the head nurse now notifies family members through the monitor in the ward, which is not available in several other major departments.
Moreover, most of the wards here have two-person rooms, while large medical and surgical departments often have four-person or even six-person rooms.
When the heating is turned on in winter, the smell in the ward is really overwhelming, including athlete's foot, body odor, instant noodles, hot dishes in the cafeteria, and the smell of burping after eating eggs in the morning.
Really, let alone the patient, the family members accompanying him in bed could lose three kilograms when they were discharged from the hospital.
Fortunately, Chasu Hospital now has several branches, and the diversion of patients has improved the situation a lot.
During the ward rounds in the small department, Zhang Fan had nothing to say. Due to the rise of dermatology, the replacement rate of doctors in the small department is now the highest.
For example, the Department of Dermatology, relying on Li Cunhou’s laboratory, now has several outstanding students. Several other departments are not bad either. The most important thing is that the recruitment rate of small departments is also the highest.
In general surgery, it is often a threshold for an attending to be promoted to deputy director, because there are too many people. Dozens of people compete for two or three places. Those who are squeezed out year by year are definitely half-dead.
It is much easier for small departments.
After the ward rounds, several department directors gathered around Zhang Fan and showed Zhang Fan one by one the results of their departments over the past two years.
Zhang Fan sighed inwardly. What kind of invitation was this to invite the dean to check the ward? This was to put a knife on the dean.
Looking at the postures of several directors, Zhang Fan also knew that it would be difficult to get out of this door without a little blood today.
"I'll make a report, I'll make a report, I'll make a report on everything that needs to be done. As long as it doesn't exceed 10 million, I'll approve it. But I don't think it will be approved within this year. You also know the situation in the hospital, but I promise that starting next year, the first batch will be approved." It’s yours.”
After saying a lot of nice things, Zhang Fan finally got out.
Zhang Fan's current administrative work is probably the same as that of an unskilled cook. If there is too much noodles, add water, and if there is too much water, add noodles.
Anyway, it is to make every department generally satisfied as much as possible.
After checking the ward, Zhang Fan dismissed the team and took Wang Hong to the Tea Su International Medical University.
"Zhang Yuan, why don't you go there by car! The snow is quite heavy."
"It's okay, it's good to take a walk."
Because the profession of a doctor requires either standing or sitting, Zhang Fan would walk whenever he had the chance. Don’t underestimate this hobby. Many doctors also have varicose veins and mixed internal and external hemorrhoids. In fact, most of them can’t spare time for a walk on weekdays.
The feeling of school and hospital is obviously different. Except for the obstetrics department, most hospitals have a depressing atmosphere.
As for the school, it feels full of life as soon as you enter the school.
Zhang Fan looked at the energetic students with joy, and then a snowball flew from nowhere and hit him in the face!
Wang Hong hurriedly came to see Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan wiped his face in embarrassment and the group of students dispersed.
"It's still not stressful enough. I think the difficulty of this year's final exam should be mentioned."
"Well, hehe, well, let me tell the university about it."
Zhang Fan, who was hit by a snowball, didn't find the murderer, which was not embarrassing enough.
Before she even walked past the playground, Wang Hong's phone rang.
Wang Hong now carries several phones with her.
One is a brick phone used by superiors to contact Zhang Fan. Wang Hong carries it with her at work and hands it to Zhang Fan after get off work.
Another one is for internal communication within the hospital, and the other is for external use.
It's so complicated just because I'm worried that some important calls won't come in.
When he saw that it was an internal call, Zhang Fan also stopped.
"Director Zhao Zipeng of the Anorectal Department."
Zhang Fan took it directly from Wang Hong.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Zipeng of the Juju Brigade was the youngest director of the hospital besides Zhang Fan.
But now it is no longer the only one, a large number of young directors have taken up their posts.
This rejuvenation has its benefits.
But there are downsides.
The most obvious disadvantage is that it is inconvenient to recruit people.
For example, there was a doctor in a certain hospital who was good at anorectal medicine. He wanted to use tea extract, but when he heard it, the director was in his early thirties.
If you don't start a new business for someone, they usually won't come.
The director in his early thirties, as expected, has been able to work for thirty years!
When Zhang Fan was standing in the middle of the playground talking on the phone, a group of students who felt they had caused trouble were watching secretly from a distance.
"It's over, it's over, the dean has called the security office."
"Oh my God, you won't fire us. We didn't mean it."
"Go over and apologize, and try to surrender the weapon without killing him."
Before the discussion was over, Zhang Fan turned around and left.
In the clinic of the Anorectal Department, Zhao Zipeng frowned and looked at the patient in front of him.
He was too young, in his early twenties, but his body was already as rotten as cotton wool, and he was no longer even a decent person.
The patient is a 23-year-old female, a music student at a university in Sanchuan.
The patient originally went to the obstetrics and gynecology department. After Lu Shuyan checked the patient's condition, she immediately contacted Zhao Zipeng.
As a result, after Zhao Zipeng completed the inspection, he started shaking people off again.
General surgery, urology, oncology, medical oncology, radiation oncology, and pathology all came calling.
But everyone's opinions are extremely inconsistent.
As a last resort, I called Zhang Fan.
As soon as Zhang Fan entered the door, he saw a pale-faced girl.
She is very tall, and what is particularly eye-catching are her two extremely beautiful chopstick legs. Even if she wears thick clothes in winter, she cannot hide these two legs.
She has exquisite facial features, but her pale face looks like a beautiful female ghost in a ghost movie.
Not even a hint of red can be seen on the lips.
The chief complaint of admission was also simple.
A mass in the left groin was discovered two months ago.
I don’t know since when, Sanchuan, especially the capital of Sanchuan, has gathered too many wealthy people.
The rich nightlife puts any magical city to shame.
However, according to epidemic statistics in recent years, HIV in Sanchuan has ranked first in the country.
This is not a good thing.
And this girl, after entering college, slowly felt that she was a little bit rustic.
Among the students in the class, it is common for those with a bag worth 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, and it is not uncommon to have a bag worth more than 100,000 yuan.
Sometimes, one step into it, and you will be doomed.
It’s so hard to go back.
At the beginning, it would take a sports car worth millions to buy her, and then slowly I got to know more and more...
From school beauty to escort.
From a million-dollar sports car to a door-to-door delivery with just a phone call.
The most important thing is that there is everyone here.
Especially the new chemical stimulants that have been released in recent years are much scarier than white flour and the like.
These people tend to choose some relatively remote residential areas with many vacancies, then rent a house, close the curtains, turn on the stereo, and then start...
After the effects of the medicine take effect, people can no longer be called humans.
Not even beasts are like them.
Dozens of people, men and women, no matter who they are, no matter you or me.
By the time you discover something is wrong, it's already too late.
"Rectal cancer has metastasized in many places. Internal medicine recommends conservative treatment, and surgery recommends palliative surgery."
Zhao Zipeng whispered to Zhang Fan, who listened and took the case.
"Let's do a physical examination first!" Zhang Fan said after reading the case.
Then the head nurse of the anorectal department handed Zhang Fan two pairs of gloves.
Zhang Fan glanced at the head nurse, who held up two pairs of gloves insistently.
Surgical examination gloves, very thick, rubber. Once you wear one pair, you don’t feel much anymore. Two pairs are usually only worn as a last resort.
For example, encounter HIV patients.
Zhang Fan put on his gloves and applied paraffin oil on his fingers.
But when his fingers were inserted into the anus, Zhang Fan frowned.
Because it's so loose, it feels like there won't be any problem even if you put a fist in it, let alone two fingers.
With your fingers stuffed in, you can clearly feel a huge mass in your rectum under two pairs of gloves.
There is still ascites in the abdominal cavity and the lymph nodes have been swollen.
In the office, the parents of their children had a trace of expectation on their faces.
They already knew about the child's disease, and it was Chasu who was transferred from Sanchuan Hospital with one in ten thousand hopes.
Looking at the plainly dressed parents, Zhang Fan felt a dry feeling in his heart.
"Save the child! We can sell the house..."
“The effect of surgery will not be very good, and there are multiple organ metastases, so it can only be a palliative surgery. Even if it is a palliative surgery, can it delay life and how long can it delay it?
This is all unknown. "
Zhang Fan let out a long sigh!