After leaving the ward, several people felt uncomfortable saying this. If they were on the street, it is estimated that such words would definitely lead to a fist fight, but in the hospital, they can only live with it.
"Haha, it's okay! It's okay! Zhang Yuan, what should we do now? They really don't want to do it, and we really can't force them."
"Get ready for the surgery!" Zhang Fan didn't want to talk any more.
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The medical director of Chasu came to Fangdong on a business-to-business basis this time. A hospital like this in a small city is a level lower than a ministerial-level hospital.
I originally wanted to say hello to the other party, and then went to find Zhang Yuan. Unexpectedly, the director of the medical department said that he came from Cha Su, and was still Zhang Fan's subordinate.
I thought that the other party might dismiss me without looking up, but as a result, the other party was so polite that even the tea cups were not disposable. The clerk at the reception took them directly to the General Affairs Office.
"Haha, Zhang Yuan has an operation today and has already left the department. If you are in a hurry, I will call the department now. If you are not in a hurry, you can drink some water first and wait here for a while!"
In a military hospital, the hierarchy is even more clearly defined. Sitting in an office surrounded by soldiers, the director of the Chasu City Medical Office felt a chill in his heart.
"Is Zhang Yuan really going to leave? Otherwise, these people would be so polite to me?"
The secretary, Xiao Li, blushed, "It's so honorable! The quality of large military hospitals is very high!"
It's not that she hasn't been to other big hospitals, let alone big hospitals in big cities, even the provincial tertiary-level hospitals in Bird City where she usually goes, she feels looked down upon.
The girl was still young, and the experienced director of the medical department began to think about how to explain to the old lady when he returned.
"Don't be in a hurry to drink the water! Just, just..." The director of the medical department was thinking of an excuse, thinking of an excuse that would allow him to see Zhang Fan immediately without making Zhang Fan angry.
"Haha, I'll just give it a try! If I have surgery, no matter how anxious I am, I still have to wait!"
"Dean Zhang, your call was said to be from the director of the General Affairs Office!"
The little nurse in the department ran out quickly.
When Zhang Fan heard that Chasu had sent someone, he was also puzzled. There was no mention of sending someone on the phone in the past few days.
"Director Li, please excuse me. You go to the operating room to get ready first. I'll go take a look. There's someone at home."
"Okay, Zhang Yuan!" After saying that, the director of the department led several doctors to the operating room.
Chen Hao watched Zhang Fan hurriedly leave the department. He didn't care about his face and hurriedly followed his department director to prepare for surgery.
"What are you going to do!" After entering the elevator dedicated for surgery, his old rival, the two of them didn't speak to each other for a long time. At this time, the other party stared at him with a questioning look, like a wolf guarding its food.
Chen Hao is also a thief. Really, such a person with high IQ and low EQ is born to be in a big hospital.
"Oh, director, Zhang Yuan asked me to go to the operating room this morning. I don't know what to do. I originally wanted to report to you, but I didn't expect that there will be ward rounds today."
"Oh!" Director Li thought for a moment and said nothing more, "Okay, I understand."
There was no objection, so Chen Hao shamelessly kept silent. And his old enemy quit.
"Director, this operation is very big. The more people there are, the greater the chance of infection. I think irrelevant personnel should not enter the operating room."
When he was anxious, his tone was a little harsh, and it sounded like a superior giving an order to a subordinate.
The director, who was feeling unhappy at first, was unhappy, "What is an irrelevant person? Don't bring in some right and wrong, sloppy things into your work. It's better to practice your surgical skills than anything else!~ You can't be that person yet. Home!"
After saying that, the young man suddenly felt bad and his face was blue, but he did not dare to say anything more. But in my heart, I probably chopped Chen Hao into eight knots.
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Zhang Fan hurriedly walked to the General Affairs Office. As soon as he entered the door, everyone in the office stood up, even the director of the General Affairs Office stood up.
If the director of the general affairs department of a ministerial-level hospital was placed at a local level, he would probably be on an equal footing with an overall director.
But in a technical unit, it's really hard to get around. You have to think about everything, and it's really hard to be a low-key person. However, the advantages are also very obvious. The income is high and the people are leisurely.
"Zhang Yuan!" The director of the Chasu City Medical Office looked aggrieved, as if a new daughter-in-law was about to shed tears when she saw her mother.
"What's wrong?" Looking at the expression on the face of the director of the Chasu Medical Department, Zhang Fan was about to undergo surgery, so he asked more urgently, and his face was not good. He thought that one of his people had been offended here.
His face turned sour, and everyone who had come to greet him was led out of the office by the director of the General Affairs Office, leaving space for Zhang Fan.
"Zhang Yuan, don't you want us anymore?" The experienced medical director had already figured out Zhang Fan's temper.
He knew that Zhang Fan was soft-faced and nostalgic, and it would be useless if he spoke vaguely and in a roundabout way.
"You came all the way to tell me this?" Zhang Fan finally understood. He wanted to curse, but looking at the aggrieved and tired face of the Medical Director, he couldn't.
"The director is also worried! You have created such a big situation in Chasu. If you leave now, Chasu Hospital will probably have to retreat for ten years!"
Although the words are a bit exaggerated, although ten years cannot be mentioned, it is estimated that there will still be three or four years.
"Bullshit! Who said I'm leaving! Even if it's raining, you won't try to persuade the old lady. She's stubborn, are you stubborn too?" Zhang Fanneng muttered without Ouyang by his side.
"My fault, my fault, Zhang Yuan, please punish me!" What Zhang Fan said could be called criticism, but in an instant, the director of the medical department's face turned into a smile.
But Director Xiao Li was still confused and didn’t understand.
"Hi, you! Okay, it's okay... It's okay, just stay in the magic city for two days and then go back."
Zhang Fan was about to send them away right away, but then he thought about it, it wouldn't be unreasonable to let them go immediately after they came to the Magic City.
“You have to have surgery and see a doctor, and you are so busy that you can’t think about anything else.
Xue (a) Fei said that you are not used to the food here, and there is no one around you to respond. We are here to run errands for you. You don’t think I’m old, do you? "
"Uh!" Zhang Fan even came down.
There is no time to break up with them, "Have you found a place to live?" After all, he is his subordinate, so he still needs to care about some things.
"We've found it, it's right next to Fangdong Hospital, and your room has been booked!
This time I also brought some specialties, I know you will use them! "
"Who can I use?" Zhang Fan was almost helpless, and his tone improved several levels.
"Your visit to such a large hospital will definitely not be in vain. I heard that a new round of aid to Xinjiang is about to begin again.
This matter is full of tea, and I guess that’s all you can say. The things are all local specialties, and they don’t count as (a) bribery! "
"You are thoughtful!"
The director of the medical department directly regarded Zhang Fan's angry words as praise.
"Okay, let's go back and rest, and ask about the number of people who are aiding Xinjiang!"
"Okay, just keep an eye on it, Zhang Yuan, just work hard and cook it in one pot!"
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and left the office.
In the operating room, Mr. Wu also arrived. The old man sat in the corner and waited quietly.
Zhang Fan entered the operating room, wearing a mask, and saw the old man in the corner.
He walked over with a smile. "Uncle!"
"Haha, how about it, you're not convinced!~"
"Hi!" Zhang Fan had no intention of tricking the old man into persuading him. It wasn't worth it. Besides, didn't the old man have any face?
"Okay, I'm very pleased to see that you are in a good mood. You have done a good job in keeping young people away from arrogance and impatience.
This is probably the good mentality that comes from working hard at the grassroots level. Some of us with PhDs and master's degrees can't afford a dust on their noses! "
The old man praised Zhang Fan, saying that this was not the result of hard work at the grassroots level. Zhang Fan's life at the grassroots level was quite satisfactory from beginning to end.
The two presidents supported him and coaxed him. It can almost be said that Zhang Fan has never been dissatisfied at the grassroots level of Tea Su!
Zhang Fan had already started teaching when he was selling instant noodles in college. If he hadn't had this experience, Zhang Fan would probably be able to hang his butt on his head with the system, so people still have to go through a little hardship when they are young.
"Let's not talk about them anymore. How about it? Do you need me to have surgery?"
"Haha, it will be better if you go, but you are tired enough for one day. Let us replace you as a senior. You stand up for me today. Yesterday you woke me up. Today you see what I want That's not what happened!
If I can't do it anymore, will you come again? "
Of course Zhang Fan doesn't want to have surgery on his old man. There are too few simultaneous surgeries in surgery, and it usually involves one brain working with seven or eight hands.
Moreover, the system does not recognize other people as the surgeons!
"You brat, you don't know what you learned. Your skills in flattery are higher than those in surgery." The old man laughed and scolded Zhang Fan.
Because Zhang Fan's temperament is too rare in their expert profession. Among the old man's disciples, none of them are like Zhang Fan in front of the old man. They are all serious and serious.
So although the old man laughed and cursed, he actually liked Zhang Fan in his heart. After all, we are all human beings!
For pancreatic cancer, evidence-based medicine data shows that 70% of patients die within two years after onset.
To be honest, experts from major universities and hospitals have different opinions on how this disease is caused.
However, smoking and drinking are the primary causative factors. Other factors, such as obesity, high animal fat intake, and long-term exposure to gasoline and pulp substances, may cause pancreatic cancer.
Therefore, in some places where there are many paper mills, the disease is often more common than in other places.
Pancreatic cancer research in the United States does not pay attention to big data. Why? Old and American medicine often pays attention to data and laboratory data.
But that’s not the case when it comes to pancreatic cancer. Individual differences in this thing are too great, and often some treatment data are of no use at all. Therefore, the title of the King of Cancer is not just to scare people.
The first quality method to treat pancreatitis is resection. The earlier the resection, the higher the chance of survival. Of course, this depends on the skill of the surgeon.
While the two were talking, the director of the pancreatic department came over with a smile.
"Mr. Wu, Zhang Yuan, the operation is ready!"
"Okay Director Li, I'm sorry!"
"You're welcome. Today's surgical staffing?"
As soon as I asked this question, the eyes of all the doctors who were doing odd jobs in the operating room almost popped out of their eyes.
