Vol 2 Chapter 1889: tangled

  The larger the city, the small hospitals and large hospitals can survive well, but the hospitals that don’t slip are actually the most embarrassing
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   Needless to say, large hospitals, small hospitals, especially those near the station and school, actually do quite well in business.
   If a small hospital doesn’t follow some medical rules, let alone business, such as wearing a red scarf hand in hand to abort an abortion, spreading your legs like a crab to treat ailments.
  Even if many small hospitals buy and sell patient numbers to private hospitals through eloquence, the income will be even more confusing to ordinary people.
  Tian Hong’s hospital is a hospital that does not slip away. It is very embarrassing in Chancheng. Serious illnesses do not come, nor do minor illnesses.
  The dean kept his eyes on the district's finances, and the development was mediocre. Today, the doctors in the hospital don't know what to say.
  「This is a hospital, this is what a hospital should look like.」
"Yeah, look, they are so professional. I heard that the head nurse in the operating room is our own. The rest of the people from the anesthetist to the tour are all from Yixian Hospital. Who is this classmate Tian Hong?" .
   "Do you know the antiemetics, they were developed by other hospitals." "Hey, I also want to have such a classmate."
  The more ordinary the hospital, the less they know about Zhang Fan. On the contrary, antiemetics are quite famous. I don’t know if the doctors and nurses often stay up late.
  In the operating room, in front of the film viewer, Zhang Fan told everyone about his surgical ideas.
Many flying knife doctors often go to the flying knife hospital, and there is seldom such preoperative discussion. Bi Jingchao’s surgery is still rare, and many operations that require flying knife are done by the higher-level hospital after they have become familiar with it before going to the lower-level hospital. .
  But today is different.
  This operation is difficult, not a small one.
   Of course, today's lineup is much richer. First of all, for nerves, Yixian Hospital is better than tea. There is no doubt about this thing, the development of many southern hospitals in small departments can surprise people from ear to ear.
  For example, lung transplantation, let alone Huaguo, the lung hospital in West Lake cannot be avoided in the whole world. There are relatively few such hospitals in the north, and almost none in the northwest.
  However, Chasu Hospital is a different kind.
   Moreover, Zhang Fan really didn't dare to make big moves in some departments. Back then, there was a refresher class for women and children, which almost sucked up the entire Northwest Hospital.
   At that time, even the lawsuit had reached the level of a feudal official in Xinjiang, and sometimes Zhang Fan had to sigh with emotion that the good times were not met.
  If it was placed ten years ago, a little money might be able to get academic leaders. If it is more generous, it may even be the transfer of the entire department.
  It’s not working now, Nima is a person who has seen the big world, without real money, it’s really not working. Outside the operating room, Fatty will run back and forth.
   "Why is Fatty different today? I haven't seen him so enthusiastic before?" "Go, didn't you see who took the lead?"
  
Tian Hong seemed to have nothing to do with Zhang Fan back then. I just remember that Zhang Fan rode a broken bicycle every day to sell fake products.

   "Okay, but what happened to you today? Jealous? This is called Daji Tianxia. Zhang Fan is really a good man. If he was a gentleman in ancient times."...
  There were two female classmates chatting together. Although I felt sorry for the classmates, seeing today's posture, I couldn't help but feel a little sour in my heart.
  Which woman wouldn't wish that when she was in distress, there would be a hero who stepped on the auspicious clouds to save her? In the operating room, communication was smooth.
  Zhang Fan's intentions were easily reached with several assistants and the physicians who served as the assisting group.
  The medical level of the hospital sometimes has to be admitted that there is a huge difference between the Northwest and the South. This difference is not a single individual, but the whole.
  「Old man, senior brother, please leave the stage!」
  After the communication was over, Zhang Fan politely bowed to the old man and senior brother. "Hehe, you kid!" Senior brother smiled, but didn't say much.
  「Don’t rush to thank, wait until this operation is over
   I'm also asking you to do me a favor. "The old man laughed casually.
"Row!"
  Zhang Fan nodded. He knew in his heart that the old man was definitely not borrowing money from him. He probably encountered some difficult patient and needed surgery.
  The operation begins. On the operating table, all the equipment is collected by several pharmaceutical companies. Don’t underestimate these pharmaceutical companies.
  These devices, that is, they can be put together for you in such a short time.
  Surgery is very difficult, and the treatment of intracranial oligodendroglioma is highly debated in the industry.
  Because the tumor is almost entirely in the functional area of ​​the brain, and tumor surgery generally uses a strategy of killing by mistake rather than letting it go. The surgical strategy is often to remove as much of the suspected lesion as possible.
  For example, for lung tumors, some lymph nodes are cleaned almost to the neck.
  But it doesn’t work in the brain. In some functional areas, even doctors dare not move it. If you dare to move, people will dare to turn the patient into a vegetative state in minutes.
  Even if the doctor is more cautious, patients who did not have epilepsy before the operation will start to have epilepsy.
  In the intracranial, the operation method can be summed up in one sentence, which is to exchange for the largest tumor resection at the cost of the smallest neurological loss.
  However, there is a problem with this method, that is, the tumor cannot be completely removed.
   This is one of the reasons why many physicians do not support patients in surgery.
  However, this time, thanks to Ms. Zeng's wide spread of hero posts, and it is a big city, several pharmaceutical companies flaunted the establishment, and almost all the equipment sent to Zhang Fan are the most advanced they currently have.
  The latest microscope jointly developed by Siemens and Leica is not yet on the market. I heard that Zhang Fan needs intracranial surgery equipment.
  Here, the president of Siemens Huaguo directly sent the microscope, which was going to be visited by major hospitals, to Zhang Fan.
  Sometimes, I have to sigh with emotion about the brain circuits of Maruko and De Mao in terms of manufacturing.
  During the operation area, because of the temperature change, the adhesion of blood and mucus, and the electric knife and electric coagulation and smoke, this environment is like stuffing the camera lens into a lamb skewer and roasting it on the fire. Therefore, if many microscopes are used for a little longer, the lens needs to be wiped.
  The Siemens model does not need to be wiped at all, it can be rinsed directly. This is not the most advanced, and their main focus is on color discrimination. …
   This is too powerful. If the doctor can see through the lens in the brain, he can distinguish subtle color differences, which is equivalent to directly opening the eye of the sky.
   "Mannitol 250 and Glycerin Fructose 250 are used alternately, and there should be no interruption during the operation." The old man Jinzi looked at the life detection system for a while, and checked the patient's intake and output, while giving the corresponding medicine to the patient with ease.
  The drug is the same, but the people who can use it are different, and the effect is really different.
  Three hours, four hours, from morning to evening.
  The door of the operating room finally opened.
   A group of people rushed forward, but Tian Hong's husband hesitated and didn't dare to rush forward. He was really afraid to hear, sorry!
  When Tian Hong was sick, her lover felt that the sky was falling.
  People are different. Some people can share wealth, while others can not only share wealth but also share adversity.
   "Yuan Zhang, thank you for your hard work."
  Zhang Fan waved his hand, looked at the crowd, saw Tian Hong's husband, and said softly: "The operation was a success, and the tumor was removed. Take good care of him after the operation, and Tian Hong will recover soon."
  After saying a word, Tian Hong’s husband’s whole body seemed to be wagging, his lips were trembling, and his tears were splashing.
  He didn't even know what to say. It's really a desperate situation!
   "I'm a little tired, please help Dean Chen and Director Wang of our hospital to greet all the experts who came to help!"
  Standing on the operating table almost all day long, it would be a lie to say that he was not tired. Now Zhang Fan felt as if his whole body was rusted. When he walked out of the operating room, his joints felt creaking.
   The fat man nodded immediately, "Don't worry, it will be settled properly."
  Actually, Zhang Fan didn't even need to explain. Old Chen had already done what needed to be done. In the evening, Zhang Fan fell into a coma after taking two casual bites.
  Many doctors die suddenly, especially surgeons. Irregular life and overtime work at night from time to time, they tell the patients a regular routine every day, in fact, not only the patients can't do it, but they can't do it either.
  In the hotel, Tian Hong’s husband and Fatty sat together,
You can give me some ideas.

   The fat man also had a troubled face, "It's not appropriate to give money, too little or too much. It's hard!"
"What should I do?" Tian Hong's husband is a high school teacher, a teacher of his duty. This time Zhang Fan was able to travel thousands of miles to come to the operation. He thought about how to thank Zhang Fan, but he was not born with this aspect, so after much deliberation, he came. Ask the fat man.
   "Does Zhang Yuan have any hobbies?"
"Hobbies, I guess you can't satisfy his hobbies. I also heard from hearsay that he went to Wanzi to have an operation on a certain director. After the operation, he was given a piece of porcelain. It is said that there are only two in the world. Bend the Forbidden City!
   Do you think we ordinary people can be satisfied? "
   "Ah! I don't have porcelain at home, but my father is a carver who specializes in carving jadeite. I have an emerald pendant at home. I wonder if I can take it out?"
  When the two were entangled, Zhang Fan woke up from a dark sleep. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Lao Chen holding a book beside him and reading intently. Zhang Fan slowly got up and looked over, "Fang and Yuan!"
  Old Chen saw that Zhang Fan got up, and quickly handed him a cup of water and a towel, "Zhang Yuan, are you hungry? There is a rice porridge shop in Chancheng at night, and the taste is quite good."
   "Wait a little longer, have the old man and my senior brother made arrangements?"
   "The old man and Dean Jiang left the operating room, took a short rest, and left in the car without eating.
  But before the old man left, he left a sentence for you, saying that when you have free time, you can go to their research institute.
   Didn't say anything else, the old man is not in good spirits, Dean Jiang didn't say anything, he just asked for the cost of helping with the data. "
  Zhang Fan nodded, "The old man is saving face, so we can go tomorrow." As for the senior brother, Zhang Fan ignored it.
   They want hammer funds, and when the data comes out, they can generate several papers. Zhang Fan didn't ask them for money, but he opened his mouth first, and he didn't know how big his face was.
   Zhang Fan rested for a while, and went out quietly with Lao Chen, and then Lao Chen took Zhang Fan to the night market by taxi. As soon as he entered the night market, Zhang Fan was a little dumbfounded, there were too many people.
  Compared to the night market in the northwest, the people here feel like nocturnal creatures. In the evening, groups of men and women ate together at the small food stall and had a great time.