From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 272

"Hey, Lao Wang, why do you have time to call me? You are a very busy person!"

"Oh? Are you talking about the case of visual cognitive impairment? I have some ideas, but I'm not mature yet..."

"Don't, don't, didn't you just transfer to the National Health and Medical Commission as the leader of the Medical Administration Bureau? How can a new official take office lightly? Don't come to my side, delaying your work as a big leader."

"Oh? You mean this case is very important and valuable for solving senile degenerative encephalopathy such as language cognitive impairment?"

"Okay, okay, since you have said it all, this is a big project for Xia'an Limin and Shangbao Sheji, so of course I have to cooperate with the research!"

"Hmm...September, September is good. September is a good autumn and suitable for research. I can also do the preliminary preparations...

Well, of course, when the time comes, there will be some minor matters on my side, Lao Wang, you have to help..."

……

Zhang Zifan hung up Professor Wang Bin, or should be called Bureau Wang now.

Transferring from the vice president of Yanshan Hospital to the head of the Medical Administration Bureau of the Health and Medical Commission, Wang Bin made a bigger step than expected.

This is naturally due to the major scientific breakthroughs he reported to the Science and Technology Commission in the first half of the year in cooperation with Haoran Medical, which was highly valued and affirmed by Shangfeng.

In addition to Wang Bin's being reused, Haoran Medical has received several internal awards in a row.

It's a pity that Zhang Zifan is not a member of the system, so he doesn't like this kind of commendation very much.

But not surprisingly, Zhang Zifan will soon become a member of the Standing Committee of the National Neuromedicine Professional Committee.

This is the power of executive office.

In fact, Zhang Zifan has made outstanding contributions in the field of head and neck surgery, but his reputation has been lagging behind.

At present, Zhang Zifan has almost refreshed the guidelines for cleft lip repair and thyroid surgery by himself.

This kind of clinical contribution, casually placed on the director of a large hospital, has already become a leader in the National Dental Association.

But Zhang Zifan's age is too young, his qualifications are too low, his mentor is not a famous teacher, and he has retired a long time ago, and even he himself is engaged in private medical treatment...

Although stomatology is a medical discipline that is highly infiltrated by capital, the industry still resists experts from private hospitals regardless of the character of the scholars and the long-standing prejudice.

So Professor Yao Shihua helped push him several times, but he was unable to get Zhang Zifan into the inner circle of the Stomatological Association.

After all, he is just an ordinary professor, at most he has a relatively high status in the world, and he is far from the energy of an academic bureaucrat like Wang Bin.

But Zhang Zifan was not dissatisfied.

Because from the original intention, scholars spontaneously resist capital, which is a good thing.

Although capital is not necessarily bad, it is easy to lose one's heart after all if one becomes a captive of capital.

Zhang Zifan never felt that his success could be replicated.

I have never thought of rectifying the name of private medical care, at most it can only be said to give them a good start.

Therefore, Zhang Zifan was quite happy when he encountered a certain degree of resistance.

But this does not mean that Zhang Zifan does not care about the qualifications that Wang Bin helped to obtain as a standing committee member of the National Society of Neurology.

This is a great honor.

Among other things, from now on, as long as Zhang Zifan attends the national neurosurgery academic conference, it will be treated as the rostrum.

More practically speaking, as long as the neurosurgeries of so many hospitals across the country want to build national key departments, Zhang Zifan will have a crucial vote in his hands.

So from another point of view, this matter is really a bit troublesome.

Fortunately, according to the regulations, as a member of the Standing Committee, Zhang Zifan did not need to participate in the evaluation every time, otherwise Zhang Zifan would be soaked in alcohol and become a snake just by accepting the banquet.

It's funny to say it, but until now, Haoran Hospital is only a third-class hospital, and none of its departments is a national key discipline, not even a provincial key discipline.

Kong Xiang's ophthalmology center was qualified when he participated in the evaluation last year, but it is a pity that he just came to Donghai Province and did not understand the regulations of each province.

In the end, the reporting of relevant materials missed the time.

This time, Zhang Zifan has already decided that in the assessment at the end of the year, all the five major departments of ophthalmology, stomatology, head and neck surgery, microsurgery, and neurosurgery will apply for provincial key points.

As for the national key points, they are also reported, and it is up to fate whether they can pass or not.

……

Just when Zhang Zifan was thinking about the department's development plan for the second half of the year, the door of the office was gently pushed open.

Wearing clothes that looked like a housekeeper, Lao Fang walked in and poured him a cold... Coke.

No way, on this hot day, what better way to quench your thirst than a cup of Bing Kuo Luo?

As for the coffee, now Zhang Zifan feels sick when he sees it.

"Master Dean, this is the registration status of this school's enrollment." Lao Fang handed over a flimsy form.

It is not easy to think not to be thin. The enrollment quota of Haoran Medical College is only 100 people.

Even with such a small number of people, Zhang Zifan was still worried about not being able to recruit enough.

Opening the filing form, Zhang Zifan knew that he was not worrying blindly.

Sure enough, only 100 people were enrolled in the original 107-person enrollment plan.

Don't think that 107 people have filed files, which means that the enrollment plan can be completed.

Zhang Zifan had consulted with the admissions office before.

According to the experience of previous years, private colleges like Haoran Medical College are often used by students to make up the numbers.

Although many people were sent over, they would soon regret it.

If you take the initiative to call and contact them before the pre-admission, there will be many students who ask to withdraw their files, let alone those who do not come to report after admission.

These students will occupy a place, but in the end choose to repeat.

Of course, this is also a personal freedom, but objectively, it is not very friendly to the school and other students who want to apply for the exam but do not have enough scores.

Looking at the documents sent by the Admissions Office, Zhang Zifan shook his head helplessly.

"Zhu Zhenyu really reported it!"

Zhang Zifan turned to the No. 3 candidate, who was the No. [-] candidate in Donghai Province, and now Yuan Qiang's little follower, Zhu Zhenyu.

But scrolling down, Zhang Zifan found that the quality of the students was actually better than he expected.

There are as many as 52 students who exceed the undergraduate scores in each province!
After thinking about it, Zhang Zifan guessed the reason.

As a private university, as long as the requirements are met, the enrollment quota of each province can be allocated independently.

Haoran Medical College does not focus on taking care of local students and students from Beijing, Shanghai and Tianjin like most universities.

Zhang Zifan put most of the enrollment places in the inland provinces, and provinces like Hebei, which are relatively "miserable" for the college entrance examination.

Hebei...

In a province where people all over the country cannot bear to be slandered, the reasons cannot be discussed in detail.

In short, Zhang Zifan allocated most of the quotas to these provinces and received good results.

Maybe it's because Haoran Hospital is already well-known, maybe it's the low tuition fees of private schools, or maybe it's the relatively rare "allocation package" admissions brochure in this era.

Therefore, even if it is a private college, the fee is a bit more expensive than ordinary colleges, but it is cheaper than the three colleges after all. There are still many students with average family conditions who choose to apply for Haoran Medical College.

In short, the enrollment of Haoran Medical College in these provinces is very good, but in coastal provinces such as Donghai Province and Zhejiang Province, the applicants are not very enthusiastic.

……

In the few days after getting the filing list, Zhang Zifan received various calls one after another.

Some of the calls were from black intermediaries, and they said, "Principal Zhang, I have a batch of students, do you want to buy them?" Zhang Zifan was taken aback, thinking he had encountered a human trafficker.

Some of the calls were from the parents of students who were devastated.

In the past, people often laughed at the British people, who voted to leave the European Union before searching the Internet for "what is the European Union".

But in real life, there are quite a few people who are confused like this.

Many candidates and their parents have reported to Haoran Medical College, but they don't know anything about this school.

What's more, a candidate from Inner Mongolia called to ask whether Haoran Medical College is in Erenhot or HHHT?

Zhang Zifan was very speechless about this.

I heard a bald man say that some candidates from Hebei applied for Shihezi University just to stay in SJZ and be closer to home.

It seems that decades have passed and nothing has changed.

Of course, there are still many phone calls from the Admissions Office, or from parents directly, asking for a withdrawal.

For this part of candidates, Zhang Zifan did not try hard to retain them like most teachers in private universities.

After all, Zhang Zifan's school is not mainly for money, and the tuition fee is not set very high.

As a private college, there are only about [-] students per academic year, which is at the lower-middle level.

Schools can still make money at this price point, but that's about the profit margin.

Even if one student earns 3000 yuan, 30 students earn [-] yuan a year, which is not as high as Liu Jianming's one-week workload.

He planted a tooth for the boss, and the profit of 30 yuan came back, and there was no need to exploit poor students.

Moreover, Zhang Zifan has no shortage of money at all now, and the 30 will basically be returned to them in the form of scholarships.

……

After half a month of withdrawing and adjusting files, and asking Vice President Yang, who is in charge of scientific research and teaching, to organize personnel to call the parents of the students to clarify the situation, the number of students admitted to Haoran Medical School was 97, 3 people less than expected.

Among them, there are 12 people from HEB Province, 10 people from Donghai Province, 9 people from Jiangxi Province, 9 people from Yunnan Province, 7 people from Hui Province, 7 people from Jilin Province, 7 people from Sichuan Province, 6 people from Henan Province, 6 people from Zhejiang Province, and 5 people from Guangdong Province. 5 from Guangxi Province, 3 from Hunan Province, 3 from Shaanxi Province, 2 from Heilongjiang Province, 1 from Inner Mongolia, 1 from Gansu Province, 1 from Liao Province, 1 from Imperial Capital, 1 from Jing Province, and 1 from Hu Province.

In terms of personnel composition, apart from a few provinces and autonomous regions, Haoran Medical College has gathered students from all over the country.

……

As time passed a little bit, the footsteps of September finally came.

A normal-speed passenger train coming from the north of the motherland slowly stopped at the S City West Railway Station.

Liu Xiaoliang, Guan Ruchao, and Zhang Chao followed the crowded flow of people getting off the train, carrying big bags and small bags in salute and got off the train.

After getting off the car, they put aside their salutes and rubbed their thighs and buttocks vigorously.

With hard seat tickets for more than ten hours, even the young and strong three of them felt like they were falling apart.

Especially Zhang Chao, who got on the bus from Inner Mongolia, moved his muscles and bones vigorously, making a rattling sound from his body.

"Second brother, is this the place where there is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below? Isn't this paradise too hot?"

Liu Xiaoliang wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand. His longing for the beauty of Jiangnan was instantly melted by the 38-degree high temperature.

Guan Ruchao shook his head and said, "I heard that Nanjing is a big oven, but I didn't expect that City S is the same. I hope the school can install air conditioning..."

Hearing this, Liu Xiaoliang and Zhang Chao had complicated expressions.

They not only hope to have air conditioning, but also worry about the electricity bill.

Except for Guan Ruchao, who came from the imperial capital and had a good family background, both of them had poor family conditions.

They could all read three books originally, but the tuition fees for three books are too high.

I feel unwilling to study a major at random.

It was only after thousands of choices that they chose a private junior college located in a developed city in the east that could also distribute jobs.

But to be honest, there are too many mines in private schools these days.

Until now, the two of them are still very uneasy, and a sense of confusion about their future is always lingering in their hearts.

In contrast, Guan Ruchao, the second child among the three, did not have this kind of confusion.

He just thought that there were beauties in Jiangnan, so he planned to come here to get a diploma, and then go back to work in the company arranged by his father.

Speaking of which, according to the normal situation, it is impossible for Guan Ruchao to come to S city with a hard seat.

According to his conditions, airplanes, high-speed trains, and sleepers are all options for transportation.

The reason why he chose a hard seat stems from his ironic persistence.

Thanks to the development of the Internet, college freshmen have already found organizations through post bars, forums and other channels before entering school.

Guan Ruchao is the owner of Baidu's "Hao Ran Medical College".

This is not an official appointment, but he got it by himself.

Through this post bar platform, many admitted students of Haoran Medical College got in touch with each other.

Among them, Guan Ruchao was most able to chat with Zhang Chao from Inner Mongolia and Liu Xiaoliang from Cangzhou.

Coincidentally, Guan Ruchao discovered that the surnames of the three of them happened to be "Liu, Guan, and Zhang".

Of course, Guan and Guan are just homonyms, but Guan Ruchao insists that his ancestors changed their surname from Guan.

In short, the three of them hit it off immediately and agreed to take the train to S city together.

For this reason, Guan Ruchao also stopped the parents who wanted to accompany him, and sat on the hard seat of the normal speed train.

"Brothers, drink water!"

Guan Ruchao bought three bottles of Pulse from the vending machine, and handed them to the two, "This place is too hot, let's find someone quickly, didn't the school admissions teacher say that someone will pick it up?"

"It should be a bus, right? Let's get out of the station first and have a look. If there is, this school seems to be more humane."

Liu Xiaoliang put away the pulse that Guan Ruchao handed over, and then reached out to help him with his luggage.

"I'll do it myself!" Guan Ruchao shook his head and said, "There's no reason to ask elder brother to carry the luggage!"

He was about to pick up his luggage when he suddenly felt cool.

I saw a huge shadow shrouded over.

"Classmates, are you students of Haoran Medical College?"

Guan Ruchao and the others raised their heads, and the two men with iron towers held a portrait similar to a wanted warrant in their hands, carefully comparing the appearance of the three of them.

"Uh... yes..." Liu Xiaoliang replied, the first person he met in a strange city was actually such a villain, he couldn't help being a little afraid.

"That's good, come with us!"

Saying that, the two strong men in the iron tower carried the salutes of the three of them in their hands like chickens, and walked towards the outside of the station.

(End of this chapter)