Generally, large hospitals, no matter how small the place is, have a doctor's office. Because doctors cannot leave their posts to eat, especially surgeons, the lunch time is generally only 20 minutes, and eating, drinking, and diarrhea must be completed within these 20 minutes. To be honest, I was wearing hand-washing clothes, wiping the grease I had taken a few sips from, and holding toilet paper to prepare to go to the bathroom.
Really, it sounds glamorous, and the surgeon is so awesome, but in fact, it is very hard work.
If you meet a kinder dean, if the doctor does a better job, the surgeon will have less stomach problems. If you meet a canteen owner or surgeon who is said to be force majeure, you will have to eat soft food before you get old.
For example, Cha Su's former cafeteria owner was more bossy than the dean. Not to mention the taste, he could not say whether it was cooked or not. To be honest, if the food he cooked was fed to the pigs raised in captivity, they probably wouldn't even eat it.
Because the hospital usually pays for lunch in the hospital, this kind of canteen often guarantees income during droughts and floods. No matter who eats today, the hospital has to pay for the meals at the end of the month anyway. It looks like a small business.
To be honest, this thing is just a replica of Monopoly. It is really not easy for ordinary people to contract a doctor's office in a hospital, because the money is so profitable and it does not leak out of the limelight. Even if the inspection team peeks at you, they won't be able to see a small canteen, so this is a good business to make a fortune silently.
A small supermarket in a hospital or a small canteen in a hospital are impossible to describe.
The bigger the hospital, the more difficult it is to say that if the canteen owner encounters force majeure, the doctors all work overtime on weekends. They follow the weekend system and do not work on weekends.
Therefore, doctors are left to figure out their own solutions. Doctors with good reputations are relatively better off, but the hard work is worse than that of a young doctor who is working hard and struggling. If I want to eat better, I can’t bear to part with it, so I can only make do with it.
But Dr. Flying Knife is different. Originally, Lao Yang was going to buy the equipment, but when the patient in the second operation heard about it, he immediately wrapped it. Even the nurse who took the training directly bought chicken legs worth thousands of dollars.
The patient in the afternoon was a strange person. He worked for Jinhe Bus Company in his early years. At that time, there was a gust of wind that blew up to the sea. He was thrown into the sea. It is said that he reported to the leaders of his work unit for secretly selling gasoline or monthly passes. Anyway, he was thrown into the sea.
At that time, this person also left the bus company with anger in his heart, and then joined the rental industry in Jinhe. He started a self-employed business by driving a small bun called Jinhe Dafa at that time. In those days, those who had an employer would definitely look down on self-employed people without an employer, and would even be called blind migrants.
Even the guard's questions reflect a sense of discrimination. When you go to a certain unit to do business, the uncle will not ask you why you are here. He will first ask you which unit you are from, and then ask you what you are here for. It was good for self-employed people to be rejected in those days.
Although he suddenly changed from a person of the country to one of his own, neighbors made irresponsible remarks, and relatives and friends became strangers. But this patient has tasted the sweetness. In those days when ordinary workers in Jinhe earned one to two hundred a month, he earned over a thousand a month.
With a high monthly income and a comfortable life, he worked harder. He was holding back his urine, but there was a customer on the roadside who waved to the car, so he gritted his teeth and went to pick up the customer.
Day after day, year after year, driving for more than ten hours every day, I would go home with a hunched back. Lying on the bed, I groaned in pain. Even when I turned over, I heard my waist creaking like a drained door. But at dawn, this energetic man went on the road to throw the plate.
In those days, there were many people who made money by relying on taxis. They were stock traders, people who went south to Yangcheng, or people who went to the capital to be cool. There were all kinds of people. There were also many people who lost their fortunes by taking drugs and gambling. He didn't know that smoke was coming out of his ancestor's grave. Since he started making money, he has been buying a house honestly.
As a result, people began to buy houses in Jinhe when house prices were around 800 or 900 yuan. Although the house prices in Jinhe were not as legendary as those in the capital, they were not within the reach of ordinary people.
Fortunately for people, in the past ten years, there have been dozens of properties in Jinhe.
After catching up with the increase in house prices, he suddenly became a billionaire overnight.
However, the waist is considered useless. Fortunately, the children are very successful. When I turned the plate to support my two children in school, they all became college students.
This time I was hospitalized, and my child let out some words. If you want the best doctor, the cost of surgery is not an issue.
When I heard that the surgeon in charge wanted to eat some cheated chicken, he drove half the car with a large Land Rover and said while delivering it, "This doctor is so approachable, how about some of this for lunch?"
It has the accent of old lady Li Rong, but it sounds awesome.
In the small dining room of the operating room.
Several directors accompanied Zhang Fan to eat at a table.
"Why don't you go over and say hello?" Zhang Fan's female classmate encouraged him. It was too difficult for graduate students to stay in Jinhe.
Therefore, when she saw that Zhang Fan was so valued, she felt that this might be an opportunity.
Zhang Fan's female classmates are now starting to get confused.
Really, she might have brought Zhang Fan some time confusion back then, but who could God spare her? Unexpectedly, today, Zhang Fan has brought her more confusion than just some time. She now has a deep appreciation for all her efforts over the years. , I had doubts about my husband’s efforts.
This is the human mentality.
Not everyone dares to say that they understand themselves. In fact, the people who truly understand you are probably your children who will grow up in the future. Others, including your spouse, may not be able to see you clearly.
In the end, Zhang Fan's female classmate still didn't come over to say hello, and from now on, she probably would never eat chicken again. It was too sour. It felt like the chicken legs were even more sour than old vinegar.
She felt even more uncomfortable when she saw Zhang Fan, who looked like a peasant, chatting and laughing with the directors who she had never had a chance to curry favor with in the past.
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In the afternoon, Zhang Fan was still the chief surgeon, and this time the first assistant was Lao Liang. Lao Liang and Lao Yang did not know what agreement they had reached in private.
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Fan did it himself and never let his assistants do more work, although they did not get too involved in the operation.
But Zhang Fan was not vague at all in answering questions and explaining.
Answer all questions and even talk a little more about things they didn't ask about.
This is ethics.
"Yuan Zhang, there is no need to report to the hospital for this operation. Haha, don't laugh at me, but this operation can publish papers!"
Zhang Fan's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"Really? Can it be admitted to a core journal?"
"Haha, you are so humble. I don't think there is anything wrong with the Lancet supplement."
