Haicheng, City Second Hospital, Interventional Department, Wang Qiang is busy.
Since Gao Shaojie left, Wang Qiang has become busy.
Whatever Teacher Gao needs, that is the direction of Wang Qiang's efforts.
The medical system, this kind of sect inheritance, has been gradually established with the passage of time after the reform.
For example, if doctoral students who graduated from Peking University are lucky enough to be assigned to Peking Union Medical College, the first lesson is that you graduates from Peking University will be told that your foundation is poor and you must work harder. Work hard, struggle, otherwise you will be left far behind by colleagues from Xiehe.
This is still Peking University, and the same is true for people from West China who went to Union Medical College. Not to mention other small medical schools.
Locally, the same is generally true.
Wang Qiang took the initiative to tie himself to Gao Shaojie's chariot. This tie was a bit loose. Even if Gao Shaojie collapsed in the Medical University Affiliated Hospital, it would not have much impact on Wang Qiang.
Therefore, this matter is of great benefit and no harm to Wang Qiang.
But the problem is that it is too loose, and Teacher Gao will not be very interested in Haicheng Second Hospital.
Wang Qiang knew this, and he worked hard to figure out Teacher Gao's psychology and needs.
Now, Teacher Gao Shaojie needs tips surgery, and he also needs it.
When the interests of the two resonate, huge energy is released.
Wang Qiang did nothing else these days. While Cheng Lixue was recuperating at home, he "occupied" all the department's resources.
Tips He left detailed records of various information about patients after surgery.
What surprised him was that the resident in the emergency department of the city's No. 1 Hospital performed tip surgery, and the patient recovered particularly well after the operation.
Tips surgery, which is difficult and has a high mortality rate, has become as simple as an appendectomy.
Three days after surgery, the patients could no longer hold their breath.
Nothing happened, the ascites subsided, who would still want to stay in the hospital? The problems faced by the First Municipal Court will also be faced by the Second Municipal Court.
Previously, patients with advanced liver cirrhosis and refractory ascites would not go home if they wanted to. What are you doing at home? He was so swollen that he couldn't even lie down, so he might as well stay in the hospital and take furosemide.
Now, after Zheng Ren completed the operation, the patient's ascites subsided very quickly. Seeing the belly deflate at a speed visible to the naked eye, the patient and his family members were so happy that they couldn't open their mouths from ear to ear.
But what follows is complaints and disdain.
In a small ward of more than ten square meters, there were three patients, plus at least three attendants. The dirty air and noisy environment are something that almost all patients cannot get used to.
Small details that I didn't care about before the surgery have now become big problems.
Wang Qiang wanted to leave more information, but this was not a scientific research center, and he could not guard the door of the department with a wooden stick, prohibiting patients from going home after intravenous drips.
Then, we can only do a quick blood test every morning to leave traces of the patient's recovery.
In addition, Wang Qiang mobilized all resources and began to look for new patients who needed tips surgery.
Teacher Gao is also doing it, and Wang Qiang knows this.
This was the icing on the cake, and would allow Teacher Zheng to avoid the long journey. Wang Qiang guessed that this would go along with Teacher Gao's wishes.
At first, Director Zhang said that there were as many patients with advanced liver cirrhosis in the Second Hospital of the City as there were, but that was just bragging.
But as an infectious disease hospital in a prefecture-level city, hepatitis B patients really don’t need much.
Especially now, patients have WeChat groups to communicate with each other. Once a certain drug or a certain place is particularly effective, the news spreads like a virus. Within a few days, many people know about it.
Wang Qiang searched for the source of the disease through his acquaintances and even patient groups.
All efforts are rewarded.
In just a few days, Wang Qiang collected six patients who needed tip surgery.
Six, barely enough.
Wang Qiang didn't want to do too much at once. He had his own little idea and wanted to ask Teacher Gao and Teacher Zheng... Teacher Zheng to perform surgeries regularly.
After leaving the patient to the young doctor below to write medical records and perform preoperative examinations, Wang Qiang dragged his exhausted body to his own director's office.
There was no need to look at Cheng Lixue's face anymore, which made Wang Qiang feel happy.
Sitting on the boss's chair, Wang Qiang lit a Yuxi, took a puff happily, and dialed Gao Shaojie's phone number.
"Teacher Gao, is it convenient for me to speak?"
"That's right, we have a patient here who was treated with tip surgery by Teacher Zheng last time. He recently needs a second-stage surgery."
"Hmm, I'm afraid you've forgotten, this is not just a matter of words."
"By the way, Teacher Gao, I found six more patients with advanced liver cirrhosis. Yes, they all have indications for tip surgery."
"ok, I… "
"Oh, well, let's wait until you come."
After saying that, Wang Qiang heard a blind tone from the other side and hung up the phone with a smile.
My efforts have finally paid off!
Wang Qiang was sure of this from Gao Shaojie's excited tone. Moreover, Teacher Gao made no secret of this and said that he would contact Zheng Ren and he would come over immediately if the surgery was needed.
Regarding Zheng Ren, although Wang Qiang has put down his dignity, he still feels embarrassed to fawn over a young doctor who is less than thirty years old.
Especially the handsome assistant who looks like a girl next to Zheng Ren. He has sharp teeth and a mouth that can choke people. Wang Qiang is really annoying.
All he had to do was hug Teacher Gao's thigh. Wang Qiang smiled and seemed to see a beautiful and bright future in the smoke.
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Zheng Ren returned to the office. Before he could sit down, the phone rang.
When I picked up the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, I felt less anxious.
As long as it's not an emergency department, there's no need to worry no matter who calls.
"Hello."
"Oh, okay. Have the patient's preoperative examinations been completed?"
"Well, okay. Then bring the film over tomorrow and I'll take a look at it first."
After a few simple words, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.
"Boss, you've been getting busier and busier lately." Su Yun joked.
"Well, the patient in the second hospital who underwent tip surgery last time needs a second-stage surgery." Zheng Ren said, "They have prepared six more patients and will bring films tomorrow."
"Do more, and then you tell the other side that I need to have permission to access all the patient's information." Su Yundao.
Zheng Ren was a little embarrassed.
"Boss, big brother, write a paper!" Su Yun complained: "You don't even know the faces of those foreign judges, especially when it comes to our articles. If there is anything wrong in our article, they will point fingers. They are all really bad guys. , if you don’t prepare enough information, are you going to get slapped in the face?”
Zheng Ren raised his hands in surrender.
This is not a big deal. Dean Zhang of the Second Municipal Hospital seems to be very talkative.
At worst, the seventh, eighth, ninth, and tenth authors of the paper should just name them.
Although it is useless internationally, they will be very happy.
After all, their names appear in top international journals.
Just as he put down the phone, the department's landline rang again.
Zheng Ren is distressed.