"Old Sun, don't be polite." Director Kong stood up to smooth things over and said with a smile: "Boss Zheng has to go overseas for surgery tomorrow, which is very hard. If you are really serious, will you free up your bed? "
With major medical policies, the number of patients admitted to tertiary hospitals has been controlled, and many patients have been transferred to community hospitals.
This is the legendary hierarchical diagnosis and treatment system.
Some hospitals have implemented this very well, but for the large tertiary hospitals in the imperial capital, the patients coming for treatment are all out-of-town patients with more serious conditions and many complicated diseases, so it is still difficult to implement.
For example, the community hospital where Sun Ming is located has very few capable manpower. If it wants to become a 912 triage hospital... the lack of doctors and nurses is a huge obstacle, and there is no room for maneuver.
Sun Ming is troubled by this matter.
There are files above, and it won’t work if you don’t execute them yourself. But in terms of implementation, without high-level doctors, no one with a doctorate or master's degree from 912 would be willing to be sent to a community hospital. If you insist on doing it, it will be a human life. If you don't handle it properly, you will be troubled by medical disputes.
So this matter was delayed due to dilemma.
At this time, Director Kong mentioned this matter. Sun Ming was stunned for a moment and his mind was spinning very fast. He glanced at Director Kong and saw a smile in Director Kong's eyes, and immediately understood what he meant.
"Lao Kong, you know my conditions."
"It's okay. Boss Zheng's patients don't have any major problems." Director Kong smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the patients after today's tip surgery."
Zheng Ren didn't know what was going on. He had no idea what the riddle was going on between Director Kong and Sun Ming, but he didn't ask and followed Director Kong on the ward rounds.
Zheng Ren is in charge of six beds and six postoperative patients, all of whom underwent surgery today.
When I came to the ward, I saw a nurse talking to the patient and his family. The sound was a little loud, and it was obvious that something had happened, and everyone was in an anxious mood.
Director Kong's heart skipped a beat. Could it be possible that everything was fine in normal times, but now something big happened and there was a problem
"What's wrong?" Director Kong frowned and asked.
"Director, the patient's vital signs were monitored for 8 hours after the operation. Everything is stable now. I want to remove him from ECG monitoring, but he refuses." The nurse said helplessly.
Director Kong was immediately relieved.
He smiled, came to the bed, and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"Doctor, it doesn't matter if you withdraw the monitoring, but don't withdraw this analgesic patch." The other two patients in the same ward also nodded at the same time and said in unison.
Pain relief patches? Director Kong was stunned by these words.
What painkiller patch? After tips surgery, the patient will not have any pain symptoms at all, so how can he have analgesic patches
He followed the patient's gaze and saw the electrode film attached to the patient's chest wall.
"Is this it?" Director Kong asked tentatively.
"Yes, Director." The patient in the next bed said, "The effect of this analgesic patch is great. I don't feel any pain at all now, and I don't have any symptoms."
"..." An old man like Director Kong was startled.
"When I was at home, I was hospitalized and saw post-operative patients. They were so painful that they banged their heads against the wall and looked miserable."
The patient had a slight Northeastern accent, and Zheng Ren seriously suspected that Professor Rudolf Wagner had led him astray.
"Then what?" Director Kong asked casually.
"I finished the operation... After we finished the operation, there were no symptoms, which was pretty good. I looked at the medication, and there was only a set of liver-protecting pills, and nothing else. I guess it's the effect of this pain-relieving patch."
"Yes, director, let us use the pain relief patch for a while longer." Another patient said.
"Okay." Director Kong didn't explain. The patient thought it was good. If he explained, he would take the "pain-relieving patch" away by force. If the patient suffers from symptoms in the middle of the night, it would be unnecessary.
The little nurse removed the ECG monitor one by one, but left the electrode film on the patient.
“The medicines provided by big hospitals are good, and the pain relief patches are really effective,” one patient praised.
"The director and Dr. Zheng did a good job in the operation!" Another patient winked quickly and stopped the patient who had just spoken.
Isn't this too incompetent
If you praise the medicine in front of the doctor, you are making yourself uncomfortable.
Zheng Ren just smiled and said nothing.
"Director Kong, what kind of surgery was performed?" Sun Ming asked.
"Cirrhosis, portal hypertension, ascites, what kind of surgery did you say?" Director Kong asked with a smile.
"..." Sun Ming was speechless.
Is it tip surgery? He wanted to curse his mother.
This is not to scold Director Kong, but the patient's condition exceeded his expectations.
Patients are likely to develop hepatic encephalopathy after tips surgery, and some may experience complications such as bleeding due to too many punctures.
But looking at the patients in front of me, do they have similar problems
Everyone was energetic and couldn't stop praising Director Kong and Dr. Zheng's surgical skills.
Although these words sounded false at first glance, and the praise was not to the point, they did not have any symptoms of hepatic encephalopathy at all.
"How's it going, Dean Sun?" Director Kong asked with a smile, "I'll find a few clinical masters and doctors to go to your place. You don't have to worry about the night shift. I'll occupy your bed and share the profits."
Sun Ming's mind started to move.
If there is no risk but you can increase your income, this is a great thing!
However, he was still very cautious and did not directly agree to Director Kong.
Zheng Ren finally understood and knew what Director Kong was doing.
This kind of policy also exists in Haicheng, but it is a different situation at the prefectural and municipal levels. Large hospitals don't have enough food, let alone transfer patients to community hospitals.
The population loss in the Northeast is serious and there is no need for this policy.
But now... isn't this a road to the sky? !
The patient is hospitalized in the community hospital before the operation and undergoes examinations, which does not occupy the 912 bed at all. Six procedures are performed a day, and the patient is observed for one night. If nothing goes wrong, he will be transferred to a community hospital to continue liver-protecting treatment and wait for the second-stage surgery.
If it could be done, this would be perfect!
In the Department of Gastroenterology and Hepatobiliary Surgery, I shamelessly asked for two beds, a total of ten beds, and ten surgical patients a day...
It seems that the massive number of surgical cases required for the Nobel Prize is not a problem.
Zheng Ren felt that the sky was suddenly bright!
"Boss Zheng, let's have dinner together tonight." Director Kong said with a smile.
"Okay." Zheng Ren agreed without hesitation.
Sun Ming was overjoyed.
Being able to hook up with Boss Zheng is a great avenue for a half-dead community hospital so-called president like him!
Lao Kong is so interesting! Sun Ming thought to himself.