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Huo Congjun stepped on the door of the operating room, humming a song on the way to the changing room:
"Blue sky, clear lake water, green grassland..."
As he sang, he looked around the other operating rooms like a rancher looking at his flock.
The doctors in the emergency department all knew that when Huo Congjun sang Tengger's song, it meant that he was in a good mood. However, this song "Paradise" was still rarely heard from him.
"I love you, my home... my home, my heaven..." Director Du, who was working in operating room No. 4, sang softly after listening to the climax part, and then instructed the resident doctor under him: " The patient is suppressed, the abscess is relatively deep, I will use a puncture to find it first... "
Anesthesiologist Su Jiafu filled in a few medication data on the computer, saved it, and said with a smile: "Director Du, I'll go to No. 1 to have a look."
"Okay." Director Du carefully poked the patient with a long needle without even raising his head.
Su Jiafu walked out of the operating room with a smile, and thought, "The hospital should give surgeons a mandatory psychological intervention every six months.
Stepping on the door of No. 1 operating room, the imaginary tension did not appear.
Su Jiafu let out a sigh of relief. It was good that there was no quarrel in the operating room. Anesthesiologists are usually overworked and die from overwork every now and then. It would be too hard to persuade them to fight.
At the same time, Su Jiafu secretly praised Huo Congjun, but he didn't expect that the well-known Second Artillery comrade in the courtyard was also very good at doing ideological work.
He sat comfortably in his chair, turned on the computer, and began to write medication records.
"This side is also sewn, and the last one is left." Ling Ran let go of his hand, and shouted "wipe sweat" again.
The long-awaited little nurse next to him immediately wiped off the sweat stains on Ling Ran's temples and forehead with a clean white gauze. It was rare to see her upturned, serious face.
Zhao Lele's face turned green with envy, and he took the opportunity to laugh a few times: "When I was a resident doctor, I had to wipe my sweat if I wanted to, so please wipe it off."
He is a flexible man, and after working in the hospital for so long, he naturally can't play the game of "If you don't speak, it means I'm angry" like children, just secretly stab Ling Ran.
Being ignorant of manners was the label Zhao Lexi wanted to put on Ling Ran.
Ling Ran didn't say anything, but the little nurse was displeased and said, "When you were a resident doctor, the reform and opening up hadn't happened yet. People of our generation can say whatever they like. Doctor Ling, don't imitate his fake politeness. "
Zhao Lele, who considers himself fair and fit, swayed twice when he was attacked, and tried to argue: "I'm only in my thirties this year. I wasn't even born when the reform and opening up was announced."
"Is the reform and opening up so early? I don't even know." The little nurse pouted and turned around to ignore him.
Nurses are managed by the head nurse in the department, and there is a nursing department in the hospital. Even if the doctor becomes the chief doctor, he can only give advice to the head nurse, and cannot directly interfere with the work and management of the nurses.
Therefore, for a doctor like Zhao Lexi, it's okay to tell some nasty jokes, even if the little nurse doesn't want to talk to him, that's fine.
Zhao Le let out a helpless cough, bowed his head and went about his own business.
"Vascular forceps."
"Scissors."
In the room, Ling Ran's voice remained.
This time, Zhao Le was convinced that Ling Ran really needed to call out the equipment, otherwise, the equipment nurse who had never been exposed to the tang method would not know what to hand over.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yue secretly sighed.
He knew why Huo Congjun valued Ling Ran. In fact, although he was furious, if he was the director, he would also value such a doctor.
In a hospital, the least valuable is the doctor, and the most valuable is also the doctor.
There are nearly 150,000 clinical undergraduate graduates and nearly 20,000 clinical master graduates in the country every year, and there are more than 1,300 tertiary-level hospitals they hope to enter in the country, and very few non-related undergraduates are recruited each year. For the hospital, interns come and go, they are like consumables. It is not uncommon for resident doctors or even general attendings. If one goes away, another one can be recruited, and more favors can be earned.
However, doctors who can make a name for themselves in an area and make achievements in a single disease are very popular in hospitals.
Expressed in vulgar money, the monthly subsidy for interns is 600 to 1,200 yuan, and the monthly subsidy for residents before training is about 2,000 yuan. More than 10,000 yuan is not a small amount, unless it is a rich department such as orthopedics and ophthalmology, it is hoped to get 30,000 yuan.
In contrast, for a doctor who has made a name for himself, the friendly price of an operation in another hospital is more than 5,000 yuan. It is not uncommon to ask for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. A stronger doctor may even ask the local hospital to prepare two or three surgeries at a time, which can be done in one go, saving time and effort.
As for the job-hopping of doctors, it is now clearly priced. If a surgeon has 1,000 cases of experience in a certain advantageous operation, many hospitals will be willing to pay 1 million or 2 million yuan in liquidated damages to poach him away—500 or 1,000 yuan for learning costs per operation , it is much cheaper than cultivating it yourself.
Because of this, for doctors at the deputy director level of Yunyi Hand Surgery, the liquidated damages have generally risen to 5 million. Even so, there will still be various rumors every year, and after two or three years, there will be Together the rumors were confirmed.
In this direction, the medical profession and professional sports also have similarities.
Interns and training doctors are in the entry stage, and their monthly income is only enough to make ends meet. Senior residents and attending doctors are equivalent to entering the lowest professional league. Tired of running, in the end, he could only earn an income to support his family. Doctors at the deputy director level can only talk about their status in the medical field, but they are still at a stage where they are more than enough than the top. If many people leave the team they play for, they may completely leave the circle.
Only those doctors who have achieved some fame, at least in the industry, have room for choice and a relatively generous income. Correspondingly, there is the transfer fee...
Zhao Lele looked down at the patient who was still overwhelmed by the numbness, and thought, this guy is the director's touchstone, and he probably will get the best treatment.
Once his hand function recovers as expected, Huo Congjun can at least build another operating room.
"It's all done."
As Ling Ran spoke, he began to check.
At this time, the doctors who returned to the operating room one after another couldn't hold back their curiosity and surrounded them.
Ling Ran carefully searched the sutured wound on his own.
As Ling Ran, who always checked whether the windows were closed before going out, he naturally looked more carefully before sending patients out.
Zhao Le also stepped up his operations.
His job was originally simple, covering the places that should not be exposed with dressings, closing the places that should not be leaked, separating the places that should not be hugged, and ensuring that all physiological functions are maintained. If the indicators are relatively stable, you can let go.
Finally, before Ling Ran was about to leave, Zhao Lexi threw away the pliers and said, "I'm done with it here."
"Great, I can rest now." The little nurse raised her fist excitedly, jumped off the ottoman, and finally took a high look at Dr. Zhao, then turned her head, and found that her forehead only reached Ling Ran's shoulder, and couldn't help but His face turned red, and he immediately became silly.