From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 266 He Is A Puller

The uncle of the Zhu family is called Boss Zhu, and he has passed his sixties this year.

Rural people in mountainous areas age faster, and they look similar to well-maintained old men in their seventies in cities, and their hearing is not good.

Therefore, regardless of the style of the mobile phone that the child is given, the characteristics of the mobile phone for the elderly are very obvious.

The loud electronic sound was drowned in the noisy environment of the emergency room at night, but it was still clearly heard by the few people who were close at hand.

Before the old nurse sister-in-law had time to speak, the intern doctor who happened to be passing by frowned.

As a young man who has just stepped into the society, the intern Xiao Jiang actually doesn't like these guys very much.

These nurses can be so unscrupulous, and they are naturally inextricably linked with the upper management of the hospital.

These local snakes not only bully patients, but are not particularly friendly to young medical staff.

Especially for an intern like Xiao Jiang, he didn't take it seriously.

Many people think that in a hospital, doctors are in charge of nurses, and nurses are in charge of nurses.
In fact, the hospital is also a small society. In the final analysis, it is still inseparable from seniority and relationship competition.

A senior head nurse is definitely someone who can face the head of the tough department.

And the nursing team is often dominated by relatives of the hospital's high-level staff, and they don't care about little doctors with little foundation.

Not to mention the confrontation, anyway, if you want them to do something, you have to ask grandpa to sue grandma.

Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, but was despised by such a group of guys. He posted on the Internet to complain and was accused of disrespecting the working people. Xiao Jiang also felt a lot of discomfort.

I can only comfort myself by saying that a daughter-in-law will always be a mother-in-law.

On duty this evening, seeing the nursing team quarreling with the patient again, Guan Xiaojiang didn't want to interfere, and there was no room for him to intervene.

The gray income distribution of the hospital has nothing to do with young people like him.

However, when he heard that the family members of the 22-bed patient under his care were going to be transferred, he couldn't help interjecting: "Transfer? Are you family members of Zhu Anong? Is the transfer serious? He is seriously injured. It would be better to have surgery earlier!”

Boss Zhu was holding his cell phone and didn't know how to answer.

Shao Meiqin was worried that if the hospital knew that she had the intention of transferring to another hospital, it would affect her husband's treatment, so she hurriedly said, "Well, little doctor, there is no such thing, we are still here for treatment, and I have prepared the operation fee!"

Boss Zhu’s normal phone call volume is about the same as the power amplifier, Zhu Zhenyu heard it clearly on the other end of the phone, and quickly shouted: “Mom, don’t worry, wait for me, the doctors on my side have been contacted, if you don’t believe me, listen ..."

Then, Yuan Qiang also answered the phone and explained.

As an intern, Xiao Jiang could tell that the other end of the phone was a very professional neurosurgeon, but his voice seemed a little too young.

In the profession of doctors, experience is undoubtedly very important.

The most intuitive manifestation of experience is age.

But no matter what, after hearing that the other party's family seemed to have really called an ambulance from another hospital, and a professional doctor came with the car, Xiao Jiang immediately reported to the superior doctor.

This kind of thing is not unprecedented, but usually the patient's condition is too complicated, and the central hospital has to transfer it to a higher-level hospital.

This time the patient seems to have not reached such a point.

……

Time suddenly became tormented.

Shao Meiqin wanted to say something, but Boss Zhu stopped her and handed the money back to her.

"Believe Xiaoyu."

Although Boss Zhu is not educated, he is very good at judging people. He said, "Xiaoyu has been sensible since he was a child. Although he doesn't talk much, he sees problems better than adults. Now he is 18 years old!"

Boss Zhu still has half a sentence to say.

According to the old custom in rural areas, women pay attention to the three obediences and four virtues.

Although this kind of thing has improved a lot since the founding of the People's Republic of China, in many backward places, women still cannot eat at the table and cannot enjoy the basic rights of men.

This is hard to imagine in the city, and this is where female boxing should really strike.

But at this time, this decadent thought strengthened Shao Meiqin's mind.

Her son has grown up, and in the environment of City S, Shao Meiqin never thought that he could be the head of the family.

But the old idea doesn't look like that.

Obey the father at home, obey the husband when married, and obey the son when the husband dies.

Now that the husband is in a coma, there is nothing wrong with listening to his son!
After removing the ideological barrier, Shao Meiqin decided to wait for her son's arrival, ignoring the cynicism of the nurse's sister-in-law.

After about 10 minutes, the son did not show up, but a senior doctor, about 36 or seven years old, appeared.

Obviously, his status was much higher than Xiao Jiang's. When he appeared, he waved away the nurse like a fly, and then he asked impatiently, "Are you family members of Zhu Anong? Who allowed you to be transferred?"

Boss Zhu knew him, and it was the doctor who informed Brother Yao of his illness before, so he stood up quickly and said, "Doctor Song, I'm sorry, we are still discussing here, please give us some time."

"It doesn't matter to me, your brother won't know until he waits."

Song Zhe shook his head and said, "At first you said that the deposit was ready, and I was going to perform Director Cao's first operation for you, but now it seems that it is unnecessary."

"Director Cao!?"

Boss Zhu was overjoyed.

His brother was admitted to the hospital for half a day, and he wasn't stupid for not asking about anything.

Director Cao is the best neurosurgeon here. He just returned from training at BJ Hospital and his skills are very high.

It is said that he also performed operations on some leaders and their family members, and regarded himself as half a national doctor.

With such a heavy resume, it is very difficult for ordinary people to join his expert account, and it is even more difficult to ask him for surgery.

Didn't expect Director Cao to be arranged for surgery in the hospital?

All of a sudden, the Zhu family's thoughts became eager.

"Well, I don't need to lie to you. Director Cao will start the first operation at 07:30 tomorrow morning. Except for the brain herniation he named, I will arrange everything else."

Dr. Song Zhe said in a low voice, "Your brother has a carotid cavernous fistula combined with a skull base fracture. Of course, Director Cao can handle such a complicated case, but Director Cao is so busy... Your family members also want to thank you." ,Do you understand?"

This is already very blatant.

Boss Zhu and Shao Meiqin looked at each other, both uncertain.

Originally, it was a good choice to go to S City for surgery. After all, even if there are some risks on the road, the doctors there may be better.

But now at the Central Hospital, you can find famous doctors who have operated on leaders, so there is no need to take the risk and go to S City Hospital.

As for the red envelope Dr. Song hinted at...

Isn't it money!
You can always get something together by selling the pot and selling it.

However, just when the two were about to speak to express their agreement, a dark and thin figure hurried over.

"Mom! Uncle!"

Zhu Zhenyu walked quickly all the way. If there weren't so many people in the emergency room, he would have rushed over.

"Xiaoyu, you kid..."

At this time, Shao Meiqin couldn't utter the words of reproach. She just hugged her son, tears streaming down her face, "Your father will have surgery tomorrow morning, and the best doctor here will do the surgery!"

"Mom, didn't I say I've contacted the hospital?"

Zhu Zhenyu broke away and said anxiously, "Doctor Yuan and the others said that my father's condition is very complicated and the local hospital is not good enough!"

"Xiaoyu, how can you talk like this!"

Shao Meiqin knocked her son on the head quickly, and then said embarrassedly, "Doctor Song, my son is still in high school and is not sensible, please don't mind..."

"Heh, the tone is not young at such a young age. No matter how local our hospital is, it is also the best hospital in an area of ​​one-third of an acre. If you don't like it, you can find another Gao Ming."

"Doctor Song, calm down, the child is stupid in reading and doesn't understand the outside situation." Shao Meiqin apologized again with a smile.

"Hey, why are I so angry with a child, I'm worried that you will be cheated by the black hospital!"

Dr. Song pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and said, "You may not know that there are so many black hospitals and black clinics on the market. They buy and sell by force. They also arrange many medical clinics in regular hospitals. They like to pry people like you the most. Family members of patients who don’t understand medicine and love to speculate.”

"I'm not looking for a black hospital! It's a regular hospital introduced by my senior sister!" Zhu Zhenyu quickly argued.

"Heh, let me ask you, young man, what is the name of the hospital your senior found for you? Is it public or private?" Dr. Song asked with a sneer.

"Should...should be private...called Haoran Hospital..." Zhu Zhenyu said weakly.

"Haha, it sounds like the name of the Putian Department."

Although for a moment, Dr. Song felt that the word "Hao Ran" was a bit familiar, but he didn't think much about it, and said firmly, "Young people, the society is dangerous! You can grow up in the future!"

"No... Senior Sister Liu has followed in person, and she is helping push the stretcher behind!"

Although Zhu Zhenyu's heart was a little drummed by Dr. Song's words, Liu Xiaonan's credibility was still very high.

Besides, although he only had a quick glance at Haoran Hospital, what he saw and heard was enough to show that it was a first-class hospital.

It's impossible for any Putian hospital to spend so much labor cost and find so many extras to fool themselves, right?
Not to mention, there is that ruthless black girl who impressed Zhu Zhenyu deeply.

These……

It's all true!

However, Shao Meiqin, Boss Zhu, and the others had never seen Haoran Hospital in person, nor had they heard of the deeds of Haoran Hospital, so they had already been taken aback by Dr. Song's deduction.

"Xiaoyu, what Dr. Song said makes sense. There are a lot of doctors and black hospitals in the news now!"

"That's right, even if the level of medical care in City S is better than that in City W, it's still limited.

It's not BJ Shanghai, but Director Cao has operated on the family members of leaders in the capital! "

Zhu Zhenyu didn't know how to refute the two of you talking to each other.

"Where is the Xiaozhu medical station? Go and go through the formalities first!"

At this moment, Xue Lei's loud voice rang out.

In hospitals, silence is generally important.

But in the emergency center, unless the voice is louder, the sound cannot be transmitted at all.

Doctor Song, Shao Meiqin and Boss Zhu all turned their heads to look.

Seeing this, they all gasped.

The No. [-] muscular guy in Haoran's security team is naturally not for nothing.

Although he temporarily put on a white coat, it did not make Xue Lei look more elegant. Instead, he looked like a thug in a suit.

How does Johnson feel in a suit, Xue Lei's side is almost the same.

Dr. Song swallowed, and said weakly, "I... I'll say it's a black hospital... even the ambulance is a black ambulance..."

Hearing this, Zhu Er Er couldn't help but complain softly: "You are almost the same..."

Before the youngest Zhu was sent to the hospital, it was not a regular ambulance at all, but a contracted black ambulance.

It's just that there are many brothers in the Zhu family, and the black car didn't dare to ask for too high a price, but the 800 yuan was still significantly higher than the market price.

Moreover, the equipment on the car was not standardized, which objectively delayed Father Zhu's condition.

Of course, the Zhu brothers couldn't see the last point.

In short, Dr. Song judged others by himself, and at a glance, he recognized that the other party also called a black ambulance, and this black ambulance seemed a bit aggressive...

Everyone's attention was attracted by the big man Xue Lei, but Zhu Zhenyu caught sight of Yuan Qiang and others who were also pushing the cart.

He hurriedly shouted: "Doctor Yuan, come and tell me quickly, the doctors here don't believe me!"

Yuan Qiang and others trotted over pushing the stretcher.

Yuan Qiang was actually a little emotional.

Once upon a time, he was just a graduate student.

Being able to work in a tertiary hospital like W Central Hospital is a wonderful thing that I can't even imagine.

However, looking at it now, Yuan Qiang looked at the emergency room and ICU here, no matter how you look at it, it is not standardized.

Many technical details are not handled according to the standard procedures, which is far worse than the emergency department managed by Zhu Jiannan and Tranquility.

The palace that needed to be looked up at that time is now difficult to see.

Yuan Qiang shook his head, calmed down, and stretched out his hand towards Song Zhe, saying, "Hello, I am a doctor from Haoran Hospital. I took the liberty to come here this time because there is a patient with a special condition. If it is convenient, I can I’ll go to the doctor’s office and explain it to you.”

"No need."

Doctor Song did not take Yuan Qiang's hand and said, "Brother, I can't control what you are doing, but isn't your hand stretched too long?

If we are engaged in medical treatment, we can make money, but we can’t do nonsense, right?Can your private hospital handle patients with skull base fractures and cerebral fistulas? "

"I think there should be no problem."

Yuan Qiang smiled confidently, and continued, "However, this patient has not only cavernous fistula and basilar skull fracture, but also severe congenital vascular malformation, which is very complicated."

"Vascular malformation? What kind of vascular malformation? If there is a hemangioma, we would have seen it long ago, so don't exaggerate here."

Doctor Song recalled it for a while, and added, "Director Cao had seen it all at the time, and he was absolutely unmistakable."

"There are no absolutes in the world."

Yuan Qiang shook his head, "Even our Dean Zhang dare not say that he is 'absolutely infallible', so how can your Director Cao be 'absolutely infallible'?"

Seeing the doctors on both sides insisting on their own opinions, not only the Zhu family were dumbfounded, but also other patients' family members gathered around.

It is a common problem of human beings to love to watch the excitement.

And the emergency room is extremely lively, so it's not easy to miss it.

Dr. Song saw that there were more and more onlookers and their influence was getting bigger and bigger, so he decided not to give face to the doctor in the "pheasant hospital" in front of him.

"It's not the 'director' who can overwhelm the 'director'. The director of a pheasant hospital like you is not worth a lot of money. In a word..."

Dr. Song turned to Boss Zhu and Shao Meiqin and said, "If you can afford the consequences, just transfer to the Pheasant Hospital. Our Central Hospital does not lack any of your patients!"

With that said, Dr. Song turned his head and was about to leave.

Shao Meiqin was terrified, quickly grabbed his white coat, and cried, "Dr. Song, we won't be transferred, we won't be transferred, please arrange Director Cao's surgery for us!"

Knowing the cause and effect, the people who eat melons also reprimanded Yuan Qiang and others, saying: "You don't learn well at a young age, what kind of medical care do you do like others, Director Cao has studied in BJ Yanshan Hospital, and has performed operations on the leaders The famous doctor! Can your dean compare?"

"Yanshan Hospital?"

Yuan Qiang was stunned, and Zheng Guoqiang behind Yuan Qiang was also stunned.

……

Dr. Song is very satisfied with the response of the patients’ families.

At the same time, he was reluctant to let go of a patient's red envelope worth several thousand.

So after a little struggle, he turned his head.

"Oh, I really can't do anything about you rural people, I'll just do good deeds..."

Song Zhe was halfway through his sentence and couldn't continue.

Because he saw that the young doctor who had been facing him all the time, and an unknown follower behind him, suddenly stood up,
He took out a work ID card.

The work permit clearly read: "Zheng Guoqiang, deputy chief physician of the Neurosurgery Department of Yanshan Hospital" in large characters.

Zheng Guoqiang scratched his head and asked with some uncertainty: "People from W City, advanced students, are you talking about Lao Cao, Cao Xinhan?"

"You...you know Director Cao?"

"Well, kinda familiar...

In the operation performed on the leader last year, Professor Wang was the chief surgeon, and I was the first to assist him. He was in charge of pulling the hook...

We cooperated very well, Lao Cao's hand holding the hook was very steady..."

(End of this chapter)