In bigger cities, both small and large hospitals can survive well, but the hospitals that are in the middle are actually the most embarrassing.
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Not to mention big hospitals, the business of small hospitals, especially those close to the station school, is actually quite good.
If a small hospital does not comply with some medical rules, let alone business, such as those who wear red scarves and hold hands to perform abortions, and those who spread their legs like a crab to treat Hualiu disease.
Even if many small hospitals sell patient numbers to private hospitals through eloquence, the income will be beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
Tian Hong's hospital is one of the best hospitals. It's very embarrassing in Chancheng. It doesn't treat serious illnesses or minor illnesses.
The dean only focused on the district's finances, and the development was mediocre. Today, doctors all over the hospital don't know what to say.
"This is a hospital, this is what a hospital should look like."
"Yes, look at how professional they are. I heard that the head nurse in the operating room is our own. The rest, from the anesthetist to the tour, are all from Yixian Hospital. Who is this classmate Tian Hong? .
"Did you know that antiemetics were developed in other hospitals?" "Hey, I also want to have a classmate like this."
The more ordinary the hospital, the less familiar it is with Zhang Fan. On the contrary, antiemetic drugs are very famous. I wonder if the doctors and nurses often stay up late.
In the operating room, in front of the film viewer, Zhang Fan explained his surgical ideas to everyone.
Often, many surgeons go to the hospital, but there is rarely such a pre-operative discussion. After all, there are still only a few extremely difficult surgeries. Many surgeries that require surgeons are only done in lower-level hospitals after the higher-level hospitals are familiar with them. .
But, today is different.
This operation is difficult, quite difficult.
Of course, today's lineup is much richer. First of all, for neurology, Yixian Hospital is better than Cha Su. There is no doubt about this. The development of many southern hospitals in small departments can make people smile from ear to ear in surprise.
For example, for lung transplantation, the Lung Hospital in West Lake cannot be avoided in the world, not to mention China. There are relatively few such hospitals in the north, and almost none in the northwest.
However, Tea Su Hospital is a different kind.
Moreover, Zhang Fan really didn't dare to make big moves in some departments. Back then, he held a refresher course for women and children, which almost sucked the entire Northwest Hospital dry.
At that time, the lawsuit had even reached the level of a feudal official. Sometimes Zhang Fan had to lament that he had never seen a better era.
Ten years ago, with a little money, you might be able to get a subject leader. If you were more generous, you might even have to move the entire department.
It can’t be done now. You guys are all people who have seen the big world. Without real money, it can’t be done. Outside the operating room, the fat man was running back and forth.
"Why is Fatty different today? I haven't seen him so enthusiastic before?" "Go, don't you see who is taking the lead?"
"Tian Hong and Zhang Fan didn't seem to have anything to do with each other back then. I just remember Zhang Fan riding around on a broken bicycle every day selling fake goods."
"Okay, what's wrong with you today? Are you jealous? It's called Da Ji Tian Xia. Zhang Fan is really a good person. If he had been in ancient times, he would have been a gentleman."
Two female classmates got together to chat. Although they felt sad for their classmates, seeing the situation today, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.
What woman doesn’t hope that when she is in trouble, a hero with auspicious clouds will come to save her? In the operating room, communication was very smooth.
Zhang Fan's intention was easily reached with a few assistants and the physicians who served as the assistance team.
Sometimes we have to admit that there is a huge difference between the northwest and the south in the medical level of hospitals. This difference is not a separate individual, but the whole.
"Old man, senior brother, please leave me in the audience!"
After the communication was over, Zhang Fan politely bowed his hands to the old man and senior brother. "Haha, you kid!" Senior Brother smiled, but didn't say much.
"Don't be in a hurry to thank me. Wait until the operation is over."
, I also ask you to do me a favor. "The old man smiled casually.
"OK!"
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 who needed surgery.
When the operation begins, all the equipment on the operating table was saved by several pharmaceutical companies. Don't underestimate these pharmaceutical companies.
This is the only equipment they can put together for you in such a short time.
Surgery is very difficult, and the treatment of intracranial oligodendrogliomas is highly controversial in the industry.
Because this tumor is almost entirely in the functional area of the brain, and tumor surgery generally uses a strategy of preferring to kill by mistake rather than let go. The surgical strategy is often to remove as much tissue as possible with suspected disease.
For example, for lung tumors, the lymph nodes must be dissected almost to the neck.
But it doesn't work inside the skull. In some functional areas, even doctors don't dare to move it. If you dare to move, they will turn the patient into a vegetative state in minutes.
No matter how cautious doctors are, patients who did not have epilepsy before the surgery begin to have seizures.
In intracranial surgery, the surgical approach can be summed up in one sentence: maximizing tumor resection at the expense of minimal neurological loss.
However, there is a problem with this method, that is, it cannot completely remove the tumor.
This is one of the reasons why many physicians are reluctant to support patients undergoing surgery.
However, this time, thanks to Ms. Zeng’s widespread hero posts, and being in a big city, several pharmaceutical companies showed off that the equipment they sent to Zhang Fan was almost all their most advanced.
The latest microscope developed by Siemens and Leica is not yet available on the market. I heard that Zhang Fan needs intracranial surgery equipment.
The president of Siemens China directly delivered this microscope to Zhang Fan, which was to be visited by major hospitals.
Sometimes, I have to lament the brain circuits of Wanziguo and Demao in manufacturing.
In the surgical area, due to changes in temperature, adhesion of blood and mucus, and smoke from the electrocoagulation of the electric knife, this environment is, to put it bluntly, equivalent to stuffing a lens into a mutton skewer and grilling it on the fire. Therefore, many microscopes need to wipe the lens after being used for a little longer.
However, this model from Siemens does not require wiping at all and can be directly rinsed. This is not the most advanced one. Their main focus is color discrimination.
This is so powerful. If the doctor can see through the lens inside the skull, he can distinguish subtle color differences, which is equivalent to opening a direct eye.
"Mannitol 250 and glycerol-fructose 250 are used alternately without interruption during the operation." The old man Zhuanzi looked at the life detection system for a while, and then looked at the patient's input and output, while giving the patient the corresponding medicine with ease.
The medicine is the same, but the people who can use it are different, and the effects are really different.
Three hours, four hours, from morning to evening.
The door to the operating room finally opened.
A group of people cheered and rushed up, but Tian Hong's husband hesitated and didn't dare to move forward at all. He was really afraid of hearing, "I'm sorry!"
When Tian Hong fell ill, her lover felt that the sky was falling.
People are different. Some people can share wealth and honor, while some people can share not only wealth and honor but also adversity.
"Zhang Yuan, thank you for your hard work."
Zhang Fan waved his hand, looked at the crowd, and then saw Tian Hong's husband and said softly: "The operation was successful, and the tumor was completely removed. Take good care of her after the operation, and Tian Hong will recover soon."
After saying one sentence, Tian Hong's husband's whole body seemed to be shaking, his lips were trembling, and tears were pouring down his face.
He didn't even know what to say. What a desperate escape!
"I'm a little tired. Please help Director Chen and Director Wang of our hospital greet the experts who are here to help!"
He had been standing on the operating table almost all day long. He would be lying if he said he wasn't tired. Zhang Fan's whole body seemed to be rusty now. When he walked out of the operating room, all the joints in his body felt like they were creaking.
The fat man nodded immediately, "Don't worry, everything will be settled properly."
In fact, Zhang Fan didn't even need to explain, Lao Chen had already done what needed to be done. At night, Zhang Fan took a few bites and fell into a drowsy state.
Sudden death is very common among doctors, especially surgeons. They live an irregular life and work overtime at night from time to time. They tell patients to have a regular schedule every day, but 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 the fat man were sitting together, "Just be polite."
The fat man also had a troubled look on his face, "It's not appropriate to give money. It's not okay to give less money, and it's not okay to give too much. It's difficult!"
"What should I do?" Tian Hong's husband is a high school teacher and a dedicated teacher. This time Zhang Fan can come all the way for the surgery. He was thinking about how to thank Zhang Fan, but he is not good at this aspect, so after much thought, he came to Ask the fat man.
"What hobbies does Zhang Yuan have?"
"Hobby, I guess you can't satisfy his hobby. I also heard from hearsay that he went to Wanzi to have an operation on some director. After the operation, they gave him a porcelain. It is said that there are only two in the world, and one is bent. Bend the Forbidden City!
Do you think we ordinary people can be satisfied? "
"Um! I don't have any porcelain at home, but my father is a carver who specializes in carving jade. I have an jade pendant at home. I wonder if I can take it out?"
When the two of them were entangled, Zhang Fan finally woke up from his sleep. When I raised my head, I saw Lao Chen holding a book beside him and reading in rapt attention. Zhang Fan slowly stood up and leaned over to take a look, "Fang and Yuan!"
When Old Chen saw Zhang Fan getting up, he quickly took a cup and handed him a towel and said, "Zhang Yuan, are you hungry? There is a rice porridge restaurant in Chancheng at night. It tastes pretty good."
"Stop a moment. Have the old man and my senior brother made arrangements?"
"The old man and President Jiang left the operating room, rested for a while, and then left in the car without eating.
However, the old man left a message for you before he left, asking you to visit their research institute when you have free time.
He didn't say anything else. The old man was not in good spirits. Dean Jiang didn't say anything. He just pressed for the fee for helping to do the data. "
Zhang Fan nodded, "The old man is giving you a big favor. I can't go there tomorrow." As for the senior brother's matter, Zhang Fan simply ignored it.
They wanted hammer funds, and when the data came out, they could produce several papers. Zhang Fan didn't ask them for money. He opened his mouth first, and he didn't know how big his face was.
Zhang Fan rested for a while, then quietly went out with Lao Chen, and then Lao Chen took Zhang Fan to take a taxi to the night market. As soon as he entered the night market, Zhang Fan was a little dumbfounded. There were too many people.
Compared to night markets in the northwest, people here feel like nocturnal creatures. In the late evening, piles of men and women gathered at the small food stalls and had a great time eating.
