Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 12 The tacit understanding of old-school businessmen!

"I knew you were going out to buy something to eat, so I went to my house for dinner together."

When Chen Chunmei was cleaning, she saw Nie Chen gobbling up the fast food that had run out of steam, and said that Nie Cheng would eat three meals a day together in the future.

Nie Chen was kind, and nodded in agreement.

"When you go to work tomorrow, go to the post office to send these two international urgent mails."

Before Chen Chunmei left, Nie Chen handed her three envelopes, "For domestic letters, just throw them in the mailbox."

the next morning.

It was drizzling.

During the whole morning, no patient came to consult.

After sending the letter, Chen Chunmei was in the operating room, listening to the radio announcer report on the grand opening of the costume movie starring Ye Zimei yesterday in Hong Kong Island, calmly expressing to Nie Chen that her whole family supports her to become a full-time nurse.

"My mother said it would be a shame for her if I never even entered the operating room after attending medical school for two years."

After Chen Chunmei's repeated practice yesterday, her nursing skills in the operating room have basically recovered.

At the same time, in the operating room, Nie Chen solemnly explained the skills of the first assistant doctor during the operation, and Chen Chunmei also devoted herself to learning.

Such as pulling hooks, sucking, using hemostatic forceps and other first aid doctor's skills, when Chen Chunmei practiced with pig's trotters, she was very dexterous and immediately got started.

As for the tasks that surgical nurses should do, transferring surgical instruments and attaching different numbers of threads to different numbers of circular needles, these are not a problem at all for the ice-snow and smart Chen Chunmei.

"Brother Nie Chen, you are busy with your work. I will bring Master Su who installed the machine to install the machine, and then go back to the auto repair shop to work."

At [-]:[-] p.m., Qiao Jianhua took the master who installed the landline phone, and carried two bundles of telephone wires to install the landline phone.

There are several outlets near Epworth Clinic where landline telephones can be installed.

It's easy to connect the ports and run the cables.

"Three types of phones, one is a push-button phone, the other is a drum phone that transfers numbers, and the other is the most advanced mother-in-law extension."

Master Su, who installed the landline phone, led the phone line along the old line into the Aihua Clinic and introduced three types of phones to Nie Chen.

"Just install this old roll phone."

Nie Chen, who had already paid the initial installation fee, of course chose the free old-style drum phone.

And the ringtone of this drum phone is a mechanical ringtone, which is very crisp.

Before rebirth, Nie Chen still used this kind of phone ringing as an alarm clock, and it has been ringing on his mobile phone for more than ten years.

Phone numbers are suffixed with four and six.

In 1990, the price of this kind of number was about 1 yuan before the popularization of fixed-line telephones among the people of Shenzhen City.

However, Qiao Jianhua and his uncle were willing to deduct a full 1 yuan for the number selection fee because of their ambiguous sentence. It can be seen that Qiao Jianhua has achieved the ultimate in [stability].

This is the way of old-school businessmen who would rather suffer losses than take risks.

However, Nie Chen also understood a little bit. He told Qiao Jianhua that it was his own channel, and told Qiao Jianhua this way. At the same time, he also hinted that Qiao Jianhua would reduce the phone number selection fee.

Qiao Jianhua and his uncle directly reduced the 1 yuan, which means that Nie Chen owed Qiao Jianhua a promise worth 1990 yuan in 1.

Suppose one day Qiao Jianhua came to Aihua Clinic and asked Nie Chen for help through the channels Nie Chen mentioned.

Then Nie Chen couldn't shirk it.

This is also the tacit understanding of traditional old-school businessmen.

When Nie Chen returned to Shencheng on NO.12, he spent a total of more than 9000 yuan to renovate the clinic left by his parents until today.

There are only ten thousand and a few hundred dollars left in cash on hand.

"Brother Chen, I heard from Lao Liu from the small bookstore next to the market that Ye Zimei's costume movie Ye Zimei was screened at midnight on Hong Kong Island the night before yesterday. It was gorgeous and ghostly."

On the morning of the second day after the phone was installed, the radio in the operating room was playing the Teochew opera Chen San Wu Niang. Chen Chunmei cooperated with Nie Chen in stitching pig's trotters and bananas, and talked about Ye Zimei's new movie released on Hong Kong Island two days ago with great interest.

"Do you also like looking at breasts?" Nie Chen, who had watched this legendary R-rated movie long before rebirth, asked.

"Looking at breasts? What breasts are you looking at?" Chen Chunmei was defeated.

"Hey, it turns out that you don't know anything, and I will take you to watch this movie with me in the future."

On May 21, no patients came to the door on this day.

The radio in the operating room played Teochew opera all day long, and Chen Chunmei meticulously cooperated with Nie Chen in practicing mattress suture in the operating room.

After two days, Nie Chen had basically regained his peak control ability.

In particular, Nie Chen has been able to sew up the seam vertical continuous mattress suture method with double-layer sutures so that no suture traces can be seen on the surface at all.

This made Chen Chunmei, who was originally distracted because the patient didn't come to the door, and Zhong Lanlan was gone forever, calm and confident in front of Nie Chen's powerful suturing technique.

These few days, Nie Chen asked Chen Chunmei to send a letter for him every day.

From NO.17 to 21st.

Nie Chen has sent five letters.

The first patient who received the letter, Zhong Lanlan, had already come to consult and gave feedback.

Nie Chen thought that Zhong Lanlan would naturally come to visit again after getting the physical examination report, and then he would be sure of it.

The second patient who sent the letter was Zhou Caifeng who lived in the Yinhu villa area.

The third patient who sent a letter was Lin Qingya who lived in the villa area of ​​Shatoujiao.

The fourth patient who sent a letter was Peng Xueni, who lives in the bank dormitory on Renmin Road.

The fifth patient who sent a letter was Lin Xueyang who lives in Overseas Chinese Town.

It is impossible for Nie Chen to remember the medical records and information of these patients wrongly, and they have not come to Aihua Clinic for consultation for a long time.

One is the Aihua Clinic, which is not well-known enough.

The second is that the word outpatient is still a small pattern for ordinary people, and it is incomparable with a formal place like a hospital.

Even for these patients, it is impossible for any regular hospital in China to give them a surgical plan that suits their wishes.

If they want to come forward on their own initiative, there is still a lack of forward motivation.

"The key is that there is no title halo."

After the Aihua clinic closed on the night of the 21st, Nie Chen estimated the arrival time of two international letters addressed to Hong Kong Island and London while having dinner at Chen Chunmei's house.

The express letter sent to Professor Yang Haikun of the School of Medicine at the University of Hong Kong should be delivered to Professor Yang this afternoon.

"Dr. Nie Chen, this is my father, this is my mother, this is Dr. Song, the attending doctor of the Department of ENT at the People's Hospital, and this is Director Wen, the deputy director of the General Surgery Department of the People's Hospital."

On the morning of May 21, Zhong Lanlan's parents brought Zhong Lanlan and two doctors from the People's Hospital to Aihua Clinic.

After cleaning up and lowering the air-conditioning temperature in the operating room to [-] degrees, Nie Chen and Chen Chunmei completed the practice suturing of two pig trotters, washed their hands and came out to receive Zhong Lanlan and the other five people in the outpatient reception area.

When Zhong Lanlan introduced her parents and the two doctors from the People's Hospital, she looked a little stiff and embarrassed.

But her parents didn't say a word, looking at Nie Chen in white coat and Chen Chunmei in professional nurse uniform.

Two doctors stood in front of the couch in the Aihua Clinic and looked around.

Nie Chen naturally recognized at a glance who these two doctors from the People's Hospital who came to the Aihua Clinic in Duke Zhong Lanlan's car were.

This is a special visit to smash the scene.

It seems that Zhong Lanlan's parents are against Zhong Lanlan's operation at Aihua Clinic.

"Ms. Zhong, have you brought your comprehensive medical examination report?"

Chen Chunmei, who could read the air immediately, made Zhong Lanlan, Zhong Lanlan's parents, and two doctors, who were standing silently and with a bad face, sit on the leather couch in the reception area.

Then Chen Chunmei lit a small kerosene lamp, placed a small copper kettle on the glass lampshade holder, and began to boil water for tea.

Nie Chen, who was sitting on a short sofa that was two fists higher than the long sofa, asked Zhong Lanlan, who was anxious and restless, in a kind tone when Chen Chunmei started boiling water for tea.

"Do you have all the licenses required for a surgery?" Song Dongyang, the chief physician of facial surgery, was the first to raise the issue.

"complete."

Nie Chen took out the three licenses for anesthesia, medicine, and surgeon from the drawer in front of him, "Bring the pig's trotter we just sewed." He said to Chen Chunmei who was waiting for the water to boil.

"Pig trotters?" Song Dongyang and Wen Zhuangzhi looked at each other in dismay.

"Here's my suture plan."

Nie Chen took the tweezers, pushed Chen Chunmei away from the two pig's trotter sutures in the aluminum basin, and said this to the two doctors from the People's Hospital who came to persuade Zhong Lanlan to leave.

I could clearly see the inaudible suture scars on the skin of the pig's trotters.

Then, under Nie Chen's tweezers, he could clearly see the suture line inside the wound.

"What kind of suture is this?!"

Two expert surgeons, Song Dongyang and Wen Zhuangzhi, looked at the suture line of the pig's trotter, tongue-tied and scalp numb.

Zhong Lanlan's parents, who were originally gloomy, were stunned by the shocked expressions of the two doctors.

"Excuse me, who is Dr. Nie Chen?"

When Chen Chunmei came out to display the two pig’s trotters in the aluminum basin, a Toyota Xiaobawang was parked next to the Duke car at the entrance of the Aihua clinic. A man with gray hair and about 50 years old was accompanied by the driver. He pushed open the glass door of Aihua Clinic and asked.

"I'm Nie Chen, what's your name?"

Nie Chen, who was sitting on the short sofa, stood up voluntarily. He had already recognized the man with a Hong Kong accent.

"Dr. Nie, I'm Yang Haikun, a professor at the School of Medicine, University of Hong Kong. The experimental comparison of the paper you sent me is an important discovery and a revolutionary discovery! After I finished reading the paper, I immediately went through the formalities and came to Shencheng to look for it. You, hey, Doctor Nie, you are so young, you are a formidable young man!"

Professor Yang Haikun took a step forward and held the young boy Nie Chen's hand. His tone was passionate and his expression was exciting, and he shook his hands up and down.

"Professor Yang, please sit down. It is because of the two papers you published in The Lancet that inspired me, and I have the idea of ​​doing this experiment to compare the data of vascular crisis and cigarette smoke."

Nie Chen helped Professor Yang sit on the side of the couch, and sat next to Dr. Song Dongyang.

"Professor Yang, do you still remember me? I went to the clinical operation experiment of the School of Medicine of Island University of Hong Kong to conduct technical exchanges a year ago." Song Dongyang introduced himself to Yang Haikun excitedly like a fan meeting an idol.

"You are Xiao Song?"

"Yes, I'm Xiao Song! I didn't expect Professor Yang to remember me."

(End of this chapter)