Every industry has its own sayings to confuse outsiders, and laymen really can’t figure out the various commonly-known conventions lurking in them.
For example, there was a fight. When the police came out and saw that only one of the two parties was injured, they asked, "How did it happen?"
This is absolutely true. The one who beats the person or the one who wins has something to do with the person who sent the police.
And the same goes for hospitals. Regardless of their bad attitude on weekdays, when something really tough happens, it's the patient's turn to have a bad attitude.
When encountering such patients, the biggest problem is that no doctor is willing to take over. Whoever is on duty will definitely push the patient out if they don’t receive it.
"There are no emergency beds in our department!"
"I'm not sure. I'm not sure about this disease at all. xx Hospital is good."
When such words are said, it is definitely because the doctor is unwilling to take over. The most taboo thing for a doctor is to admit that he cannot see the patient's disease.
While walking on the road, the director of the office said that he was using an uncharacteristic posture today. Zhang Fan walked with long strides.
He turned sideways, slightly slower than Zhang Fan by half a body, taking small steps, as if he had to run to keep up with Zhang Fan.
Then he gasped slightly and lowered his head, as if he was secretly telling Zhang Fan something.
The office director was very experienced in looking at people. When he looked at Zhang Fan in the morning, he knew that Zhang Fan was a little different today.
He seemed to have a little more dignity. No matter what happened, he kept a low profile and would never get into trouble.
"A patient was sent to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. The family members were not in a good mood and were a little excited. They almost had a conflict with the doctor who sent the patient to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Now..."
The director of the medical department said while looking at Zhang Fan's face, "What's wrong with this kid today? There's no change at all on his face."
"Then?" Zhang Fan did not pause, nor did he pay attention to the expression of the director of the medical department.
"Now they want guarantees from us."
"What disease? Is it serious? Where is the European Hospital?"
"The director is here too! When the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital sent it, the medical records hadn't been transferred yet, so they sent the person here first.
The patient looked very serious and had already passed out. "
"What's the origin?"
"It is said that he is a member of the X Association. In the early years, he was a motor vehicle team under the Tea Transportation Management Office. Later, he resigned and went to sea. Then he almost monopolized the long-distance shipping business from Tea. Later, he switched to the battlefield business.
Now **10% of the sand in Chasu comes from his battlefield. Originally, this person was a bit domineering. Now that he has an official status, it is difficult to deal with his family members. "
"Oh!" Although Zhang Fan didn't say much, he looked at the director of the medical department.
The old man was so shrewd that he knew everything right away, "I know him, but he doesn't know me. This guy is so famous in Chasu."
As they spoke, the two quickened their pace and rushed to the emergency center.
Song Qiang, an ordinary staff member of the Tea Transport Management Bureau in the early years, was bold and capable.
He was one of the first people in the West to buy out their jobs. In the West and the frontier, those who could take the initiative to buy out were more or less ruthless characters.
And Song Qiang is even more powerful. He knows the rules and regulations of the transportation industry very well. After buying out, he led a group of people to conquer the transportation industry of Chasu Chaowei.
People who can drive big cars for long distances are really not an ordinary person in those days when there were many car thieves and road bullies. And to be able to monopolize this industry, one can imagine how capable he must be.
Later, after accumulating the first bucket of funds, I immediately changed careers and ran a super large battlefield.
Although this industry is inconspicuous, just like garbage recycling, it is not very high-end, but this industry is really an industry that can make a lot of money.
Moreover, we don’t have any skills in the sand fields along the river. Don’t even think about it. Not to mention the government’s environmental protection and urban construction, the sand bullies at the entrance of some communities are not something ordinary people can handle.
As he gets older, Song Qiang has been regularly recuperating his body in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital. However, some time ago, after drinking a flowery wine, I started to feel uncomfortable.
He went to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital and found out that his blood sugar and blood pressure were a bit high. The doctor advised him to avoid food and to have regular check-ups.
But, he felt fine. "My blood sugar is high, so what are you afraid of? Just don't eat sugar."
Then, continue to ignore it. If you are rich and willful, the red flag at home will not fall down, and the colorful flags will flutter outside the wall.
As a result, I just met a host from Chasu TV Station a few days ago and was fascinated by it.
The other party's petty bourgeois sentiments and gentle words are not comparable to those of the fierce women in the family. Even those women he had in the past are not as lovely as this one.
The host doesn't drink white wine, but only drinks red wine on weekdays. Red wine is just a drink for Song Qiang. As a result, he didn't pay attention and drank too much. His brother couldn't hold his head up at all.
Then, I took a few more pleasure pills. We played happily and happily for half the night, but when we got up in the morning, the bourgeois girl couldn't wake up Song Qiang.
He was snoring loudly and drooling uncontrollably, and he couldn't wake up.
The petty bourgeois women are very aware of the situation of this kind of old man, and they can tell at a glance that something big has happened.
A phone call from 120 dragged Song Qiang to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. Then, Song Qiang's family members came.
Seven aunts and eight aunts, obediently, with all their aura, entered the hospital and without saying a word, they first beat up the petty bourgeois girl. If the hospital hadn't stopped her, she would have run away naked.
I don’t know why, after the treatment of the petty bourgeoisie, her family members began to find fault with the traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
"You have been checking for several hours, and my family is still awake. Do you have what it takes?
We, Song Qiang, come to your hospital for treatment every month, and you treat us like this?
Your business is good, better than Jie Dao's, and you are always asking for money. Now when someone has a problem, you don't know anything about it. "
The director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital was pointed at by Song Qiang's fierce wife, and his fingers almost chopped into the director's face.
At this moment, the doctors at the hospital didn't dare to take over, and the examinations hadn't even been completed yet. Who would dare to treat a doctor with this kind of momentum in this hospital?
The director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital turned blue in the face and said directly: "Our level is limited and we cannot diagnose this disease. You should go to a higher-level hospital for treatment."
Although the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is a tertiary hospital, there is also a comprehensive municipal hospital above it. There is nothing wrong with what the director said.
The family directly contacted the XXX Association, first sued the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and then took Song Qiang to the city hospital.
Song Qiang's wife and children were still aggressive after coming to the city hospital.
When Zhang Fan walked to the emergency room, the crowd was noisy, talking about anything.
"Hurry up and give me the medicine! It's been a long time, how can you do it?"
"You have to give us a guarantee, otherwise you won't take it seriously."
"If you're cured, give me a red envelope!"
Ouyang frowned, and it was obvious that he was on the verge of an explosion. The crowns of his teeth were biting together, which was particularly abrupt.
If things went according to the previous situation, Zhang Fan would definitely go see the patient first and then wait for his superiors to arrange it. He would not take the initiative under normal circumstances.
But it's different now. Zhang Fan walked to Ouyang. Ouyang looked at Zhang Fan. Although he said nothing, Zhang Fan still understood the meaning in his eyes.
At this time, Ouyang cannot express his position easily. Once Ouyang expresses his position, it is equivalent to finalizing the matter without even a roundabout.
In this medical field, if a treatment accident occurs in a clinic, let alone whether it is the doctor's fault, the family members can break the doctor's head.
If it is a county-level hospital, family members with a little bit of influence can seal the door of the hospital.
At the provincial and municipal level, although they cannot be banned, if you have some energy people, it is not a big problem to replace you with a dean or remove a director.
Therefore, sometimes it is really difficult for Ouyang.
"Seize the time for consultation and determine the patient's disease as soon as possible." Zhang Fan said loudly after taking a look at Ouyang.
Then he said to the director of the medical department: "Contact the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital immediately and ask them to send the examination immediately."
"good!"
As soon as Zhang Fan spoke, the doctors and nurses in the hospital immediately took action. As Zhang Fan's skills improve day by day, Zhang Fan's orders are almost the highest orders in the city hospital now.
"Let me tell you..." Song Qiang has made money, but his relatives and friends have obviously not improved their self-cultivation accordingly.
The clothes he wore were quite human-like, but the aura and manner in which he spoke made people feel uncomfortable. It’s like owing money to his family and serving his family’s bowl.
Just then, a man who looked tall and thick, with a thick gold chain around his neck, and clothes with a horse and gun logo on his upper body, pointed at Zhang Fan and wanted to speak.
At this time, a woman walked out of the crowd. She was not very old, probably about four or five years older than Zhang Fan.
A look of frost on his face.
It is understandable for women, especially unmarried women, to have a little bit of a "don't let strangers in" expression.
But this person, no strangers should be allowed in, his eyes were full of swords, swords and halberds, his chin was slightly raised, and he seemed to be looking at people with a smile. Zhang Fan was tall, so if he were shorter, he would really be looking down upon him.
Although she is pretty, her expression and posture make her look like the boss of Kowloon Street.
"Are you the person in charge of the hospital?"
Words in a drunken voice came from the red lips.
