The Surgeon's Studio

Earn money!

These two words were more sensitive.

Everyone wanted to make money, but they were too embarrassed to say these two words.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way.

However, in the current environment, most of the doctors had been supported by gray income in the past few years. Things had been better in the past two years, but doctors of the same level could not be compared with doctors in other countries in terms of income.

Xia Hua glanced at the patient's family. The anesthetist knew what Xia Hua meant. He smiled and no longer spoke. Instead, he quickly sent the patient to the ICU.

After the patient was settled down, Xia Hua told boss Zheng's instructions to the ICU's doctor before she left with the anesthetist.

"Brother Huang, how do you think boss Zheng makes money?"

"You guess." The anesthetist asked in a mysterious manner.

"Even if the salary and bonus are high in Beijing, it's at most 20000 to 30000 Yuan a month. The medicine ... Was basically dead now. As for the consumables ... There was no profit to be made even after the two - ticket system and the zero bonus next year. Freelance surgery. Surgeons nowadays basically rely on freelance surgery. " Xia Hua said.

"You're so short - sighted. " "Boss Zheng makes money by giving lectures!" The anesthetist said proudly.

"A lecture?"

"We've already had two classes for the new TIPS surgery program. " "I heard about it from a classmate of mine. He's working in Ji Zhong, and the director of their Department of interventional services just went there to study," the anesthetist said.

How much money could that be? Xia Hua did not understand what the anesthetist meant.

The anesthetist looked at Xia Hua's dumbfounded expression and felt smug. This was the effect he wanted.

When he first learned of this news, he should have been even more surprised than Xia Hua.

"Let me put it this way. My classmate is working in a very famous tertiary Grade A hospital in central Hebei. He has more hospital beds than us." "The director of the Department of interventional services was called over by director Zhou, who is from the Beijing Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery," the anesthetist said.

Xia Hua could imagine.

That place was close to the capital. It only took a few hours by train to get there. People from the capital did not even need to take a plane when they went out for freelance surgery. They could get there directly by high - speed rail.

However, the hospital of liver and gallbladder in the imperial capital was a top - notch and awesome hospital. Xia Hua was looking forward to it.

The Department Director did not even dare to imagine when he would be able to get the call of a director of a high - Level hospital like Beijing's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.

"He didn't want to go at first. There's too much work at home and he's too busy. However, director Zhou was immediately enraged! Give him a call and give him a good scolding. "

"Brother Huang, this is too exaggerated." Xia Hua looked at the anesthetist, who was happily gossiping, and interrupted him helplessly,"did you guess the part where you were scolded?"

"See, it's not wrong to say that you have shallow eyes." "That's what the Department Director of the Department of interventional services said at the dinner table after he returned,"the anesthetist said with a smile.

“……”

"He's so proud that his spittle flew a few meters. " The anesthetist said.

“……”

"He said that he didn't know what happened on the first day. Director Zhou called them over at Sixo' clock in the morning. Can you guess what they were practicing?"

"What?" Xia Hua was stunned. Practice?

"Practice welcoming boss Zheng!"

“……”

This time, Xia Hua really wanted to cry.

If boss Zheng came, then so be it. Why did he still need to practice?

"In the beginning, the Department Director was not happy either. However, director Zhou of the liver and gallbladder Department in the capital had said that he had to stand in the corridor and wait when he went to visit boss Zheng. Who do you think is the only person who has a seat?"

Even the director of the liver and gallbladder Department in the capital had to stand in the corridor and wait for boss Zheng like a doctor? Wasn't this a little too arrogant?

Xia Hua thought about the scene at that time and yearned for it.

"Boss Zheng brought a chair out and only let the limping manager of the material - consuming business sit on it."

Xia Hua felt that she must have been so tired that she was hallucinating.

The Department Director of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Beijing was standing at the side. Which small - time medical consumables seller dared to sit? Boss Zheng was treating bean buns as dry food.

He swallowed hard and said in a low voice,""This is a little too much."

"He's not bad. I heard that director Zhou chunyong told him about it when he was sending off the directors from all over the country. He patted his chest and said that he was convinced."

"Ah?"

He didn't even have a F * cking chair, and he was convinced? Could it be that the limping material - consuming manager was also an expert?

"Director Zhou said that after asking around, he found out that the patient's leg was injured during the earthquake relief ... You didn't go, right?"

"No, I didn 't,"

"Boss Zheng was the first to enter the epicenter of the earthquake. Before the road could open, he carried the wounded out of the aftershock and started the emergency treatment at the nearest Pengxi village hospital."

Xia Hua was silent.

"There are so many injured people. How many medical consumables do you think a village hospital has? Boss Zheng made a phone call and manager Feng opened their company's warehouse. He took all the medical consumables and went there. "

"He was shot in the thigh by a steel tendon on the way. He went into shock after driving to Pengxi village hospital."

Xia Hua didn't experience it and couldn't think of it. But just listening to it made her tear up.

"Department Director Zhou said that as long as manager Feng doesn't do anything outrageous, in the future, we will use manager Feng's hepatobiliary and pancreatic consumables, at least those from their Ward area, for the patient in the capital."

The anesthetist smiled and said,"we're just talking nonsense. We haven't even talked about the lecture." Among this group of students, the directors in the country were all forced into the school by director Zhou, based on his relationship with boss Zheng. "

“……”

These words were too ridiculous, but Xia Hua didn't say anything. There were too many incredible things, and he couldn't accept it.

"At that time, most of the professors were foreign professors, who paid US $300000 per person for their attendance. It was said that the second batch had already risen to $500000, and there was no more space. When they heard the price, the group of directors all felt that it was necessary to welcome boss Zheng. 300,000 US dollars for a bow. If it were you, would you not be willing?"

Xia Hua continued to cry.

"Boss Zheng earned 100 million RMB just by giving two lectures and watching a few surgeries! It's professor Gao's favor that he came to perform the surgery for your old man. Who would want something as insignificant as you?" The anesthetist only pointed out the problem at the end of his speech.

Was that really the case?

If the anesthetist had said this a few hours ago ... Or even two hours ago, Xia Hua would not have believed him.

But now, Xia Hua had no suspicions at all.

The surgery he performed was indeed amazing!

Laparoscopy plus interventional surgery had directly "fished" back a critically ill patient who needed to undergo a second stage of surgery.

He had never thought of this surgical method, not to mention that his initial diagnosis was wrong.

Xia Hua was silent.

"Xiao Xia, your grandfather is blessed. I think I can live for another year." The anesthetist said,"by the way, don't forget to call the Department of Anesthesiology. Tell them that they need an emergency consultation. They're afraid that there's no breathing on the operating table, so they need emergency intubation."

"Oh, oh, I'll call him when I get to the operating theater."

Although it was a little inauspicious, they were all doctors, and they were used to it.

No matter how many auspicious words were said, it would not be as good as the surgery. The anesthetist just wanted to watch the surgery and get a taste of boss Zheng's divine aura.

Xia Hua understood this point.