"What are you studying? Shaojie?" A voice came from behind. Gao Shaojie, who was concentrating on Zheng Ren's second-stage tips for removing the retrievable stent, was in a trance.
The voice was so familiar, interrupting Gao Shaojie's thoughts.
Gao Shaojie turned around and was surprised to see Director Jin accompanying him, and Dean Qi standing behind him with a smile.
"Hello, Dean Qi." Gao Shaojie said politely immediately.
"Who is this… "
"President Qi, this is Teacher Zheng Renzheng." Gao Shaojie immediately introduced, "Boss, this is President Qi of our hospital."
Dean Qi was shocked, but his expression did not change. He stretched out his hand and shook Zheng Ren's hand, which was considered acquaintance.
boss? Generally, only those with provincial scientific research funds can be called bosses.
Of course, many junior doctors in small hospitals will also call the director "boss" just to have fun.
But Gao Shaojie is definitely not this kind of person.
Dean Qi thought about lightning and began to recall this year's provincial scientific research funds.
No, could it be that, as Director Lin said, it was the National Natural Science Foundation contacted by Director Kong from the 912 Hospital
"Boss Zheng is in his prime, I envy him." Dean Qi was thinking about something in his mind, but what he said was something else.
This skill is essential in officialdom, and Dean Qi has mastered it skillfully.
Originally, as a dean, there was no need to be so polite to a junior doctor, but dean Qi caught a glimpse of Professor Rudolf Wagner standing behind Zheng Ren and guessed that maybe this was the top professor in the world that his classmates mentioned. Professor of interventional subjects.
It's better to be polite, so as not to turn against each other.
"You're welcome." Zheng Ren smiled.
Seeing Dean Qi constantly glancing at the film from the corner of his eye, Zheng Ren said, "I am studying the method of recovering the stent in the second stage tip surgery with Lao Gao."
"You continue." Dean Qi said with a smile.
Zheng Ren is also welcome. Time is limited. I don’t know what year or month it will be when I come to the Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Medical University next time.
Gao Shaojie needs to master the technique of removing the retrievable stent in the second stage tip surgery as soon as possible, so that he can go with peace of mind.
This is where healthcare differs from other industries.
In other industries, if you resign or change jobs, you just leave. But that's not the case with medical care. Old patients in the past must entrust them to a reliable person, so that they can feel more comfortable. (Note 1)
Zheng Ren could not wait to pass on all the experience he had accumulated in the system operating room to Gao Shaojie.
But seeing Gao Shaojie's pensive and confused face, Zheng Ren also knew not to encourage others.
Many things still require surgery to hone in order to have a deeper understanding.
It is estimated that if Gao Shaojie can master the surgical skills proficiently this time, his interventional level will be improved to the master level.
It's eight o'clock and the early shift starts.
Because the chief director was waiting for the operation, the morning handover ended hastily, and Gao Shaojie began to send the patients to the stage.
Dean Qi and Zheng Ren walked towards the operating room while chatting.
He was always surprised that Zheng Ren was still an emergency department resident at Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital, and felt a little disdainful.
A chief resident is not even qualified to perform tip surgery, even if he is a doctor specializing in interventional surgery. What's more, during the conversation, he knew that Zheng Ren was from the general surgery department.
This small place is really unprofessional in everything. These are all medical risks, Dean Qi thought to himself.
But he didn't say anything and was still enthusiastic.
After learning about the situation last night, he contacted his classmates in the United States, went online overnight, and saw an article published in the latest issue of "the new england journal medicine."
Dean Qi was also an elite in the medical field back then, with a CET-8 major in English.
Although the medical field is now divided very finely, and Dean Qi cannot understand various professional terms, it does not prevent him from seeing the name of the first author.
Zheng Ren, it’s really him.
I contacted the recording surgery overnight, and Director Lin from the Medical Department completed the legal procedures and was as busy as a dog.
But this has nothing to do with Dean Qi. He plans to send the imaging data to his classmates after the operation. I heard that the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University was going to do the latest tip surgery today, and I was already impatient.
After changing clothes, Zheng Ren came to the operating room.
Gao Shaojie personally laid out the order. Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner stood in front of the reading machine in the operating room and after confirming that the patient's name and the film were consistent, they began to read the film for the last time before the operation.
"Boss, that's it." Soon, Gao Shaojie said.
Today's surgery would leave imaging data, and Gao Shaojie was vaguely excited.
Yes, excited.
The person who needs these image data knows who he is without even thinking. Moreover, Gao Shaojie sensed a hint of impatience from the fact that he contacted the surgery recording overnight.
He was finally ahead of them, and Gao Shaojie was very happy.
The professor did not come on stage. He walked out of the operating room, holding his arms and watching the surgery inside through the leaded glass.
Dean Qi came over and asked, "Excuse me, are you Professor Rudolf Wagner from Heidelberg University?"
"Yeah, gah," the professor said.
Dean Qi almost fell down when he heard the Northeastern dialect blurted out by the professor.
Where is this
He fell into a trance. Was he a German professor who spoke Northeastern dialect? This kind of creature does not exist in Dean Qi's world at all.
"Tell me, do you want Gaha?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked.
"Uh..." Dean Qi was stunned for a moment, then forced out a smile and said, "Professor, I saw the article published in "The New England Journal Medicine" yesterday."
The professor was proud and just glanced at Dean Qi condescendingly.
"The new technique can be said to be subversive." Dean Qi didn't know how to intervene, so he had to repeat what his classmate said intact, "Congratulations."
"Congratulations to our boss." The professor said, "Since you saw the article, didn't you read the first author?"
"..." Dean Qi was stunned.
This was also what puzzled him.
Is it all true
"What the boss pioneered, I just followed and learned it. Of course, I also did some work in perfecting the technique," the professor said.
Dean Qi really didn't know how to answer the question.
The world view, outlook on life, and values are shattered, and it is impossible to fight together.
He felt a little regretful when he remembered his attitude when Director Lin told him a few days ago that he was going to train a young doctor.
If we take action early, will we keep this person in the provincial capital
But he also knew that with the 912 hospital taking action, it was really unlikely that he would keep that person.
Moreover, things like water turning into oil many years ago, and the genetic carvings published in the journal "Nature" in recent years, also made him more vigilant.
It is better to wait until the operation is over, send the video to the classmates, and then talk about it after confirming it.
Just as he was thinking about it in his mind, the door to the operating room opened, and Zheng Ren had already taken off his sterile gloves and walked out.
"Boss, Lao Gao is very skilled at what he does. He's almost catching up with me." The professor greeted him with a smile, and his attitude was completely different from the previous attitude with Dean Qi.
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A neurologist in our hospital went to the south and handled hundreds of patients, and finally entrusted it to other colleagues.