1887 Do you know how Boss Zheng makes money?
"Ah?" After more than ten seconds, Gao Shaojie let out a trance.
"What, if there is a chance for the Nobel Prize, it has nothing to do with you when you go on stage to receive the prize." Su Yun said, "But I must be the first of the staff below. If you work in the medical team for a while, you can sit in the audience and join in the fun, right?"
“…”
Gao Shaojie was really stunned.
"This is a big thing that you can brag about when you retire in the future and hold your grandson, don't you do it."
"Do it!" Gao Shaojie said directly from the bottom of his heart.
He almost yelled, and the second half was out of tune.
"Don't worry, I remember your son is going to take the college entrance examination." Zheng Renyouran said, "There is less than a month left. After the college entrance examination, it will pass. I'll knock you for a few days."
Gao Shaojie almost forgot everything.
Except for people like Zheng Ren who have a bad view, everyone else is eager to win the Nobel Prize.
Su Yun seemed to understand a little bit why Zheng Ren didn't like the Nobel Prize, because this thing was controlled a little too much.
Not to mention the Peace Prize, the project of artificially synthesizing insulin after the founding of the People's Republic of China is a Nobel Prize Prize Project. But what about it?
The organ transplant project can also win the Nobel Prize, but what about it?
On the contrary, the LED lamp project won the most important physics award, which is ridiculous enough.
But after so many years of publicity, the Nobel Prize has been deeply rooted in people's hearts.
I don’t know what the people in the family that sucked...congenital porphyria are thinking now.
Su Yun began to think about this.
Zheng Ren then said, "Lao Gao, I have surgery later, what should you pay attention to."
He started teaching classes again.
Gao Shaojie soon forgot the Nobel Prize, settled down, and listened carefully to Zheng Ren's explanation.
The more I listened, the more I became more frightened. Gao Shaojie knew that these were all the shortcomings of his operation when he was just getting off the esophageal stent. Boss Zheng observed his actions and then summarized them.
After all, I haven't had surgery together for a long time, and I have made great progress. Gao Shaojie will never deny this.
And just now, I was just an assistant and there were almost no real operations. Boss Zheng could see so many problems?
After listening, the flames in his heart became more and more intense.
...
Xia Hua and the anesthesiologist sent the patient to IU. Normally, Xia Hua would not send him to the patient after the operation. It would be enough to have a further study doctor.
But today he felt that if he didn't go to see the patient, he would be sorry for the operation Mr. Zheng had done.
This is an illusion, but even if it is an illusion, Xia Hua obeys his will.
As soon as she left the operating room gate, Xia Hua was surrounded by a group of patients' families.
The family members were stunned.
At the first moment, no one realized that it was his own person who sent it out.
It was not until Xia Hua shouted the patient's name that the family members jumped up like a spring pressing on their butt.
The patient's eldest son was a little nervous. His emotions were almost broken. He grabbed Xia Hua's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, is my dad helpless?"
"Not saved?" Xia Hua asked back.
"It took just how long it was launched. I... I heard from someone. I opened it and saw that there was no surgery. I just closed it and it was down. This was the fastest surgery." The patient's son's tears fell.
"No, no, the operation was very successful." Xia Hua hurriedly comforted the patient's family.
"ah?"
"You are lucky. Today I invited a professor from the Imperial Capital to have an operation. I happened to encounter your father's surgery that requires an emergency room. People are in a hurry to leave, so I have to do an emergency room first, so Boss Zheng from the Imperial Capital went on stage and did the operation."
When she said this, Xia Hua felt that she was in a bad mood.
I also brushed my hands, put on my lead clothes, and went on stage, but what did I do?
Finally, I tied a few knots, but looking at Boss Zheng's assistant's face, I seemed to dislike my knots that I was not professional enough.
This is fucking!
I didn’t understand the operation myself, so I couldn’t understand the operation record. I still felt dewy when I wrote the operation record.
I must ask Gao Shaojie.
Even the surgical records have to be written together, saying that they will have surgery together...
However, this patient was very lucky and met Boss Zheng.
I was right. If I hadn't happened to ask Boss Zheng for the operation, this patient would probably need to be incubated and drained, have long-term postoperative anti-infection, nutritional support, and wait for the second stage of surgery.
Not to mention how much it costs, it is a problem whether the patient can survive the second stage of surgery.
"Ah? The professor of the imperial capital?" The patient's family was stunned.
"Well, I'm lucky." Xia Hua continued to comfort him.
"How much does the doctor...the imperial capital...the imperial capital professor have to pay?" the patient's family said with a frown.
"Thank you for hard work?" Xia Hua was stunned for a moment, "It shouldn't be necessary, because it was done casually, and you are lucky. But it doesn't matter if you want to express your gratitude."
After saying that, Xia Hua directed the patient's family to push the patient to walk straight to IU.
The patient's eldest son quickly consulted with others in the family.
Xia Hua didn't want to think about other things. He didn't know Boss Zheng's income, but he thought that a doctor who could do such a great operation should not be short of money.
Isn’t it a little short if I just gave me 10,000 yuan of flying knives?
Xia Hua put his heart in mind, and sometimes he invited professors from the imperial capital to perform surgery in his hospital.
Sometimes I think it's just that. A professor with average level will take away 20,000 yuan in the surgery fee for one surgery.
And Boss Zheng is so big that he only costs ten thousand yuan!
Is it too little to pay for Boss Zheng?
After all, interventional and surgery are different.
Although eating threads and wearing lead clothes for surgery is hard and tiring, not many people know what interventional surgery can do and how important it is.
Not to mention ordinary people, even the doctor group, 80 cannot explain the scope of treatment for interventional surgery.
After all, it is a "new" method of minimally invasive treatment that has just begun. There are few doctors and patients are not aware of it. It is rare to ask an interventional physician to run a flying knife.
To be fair, 10,000 yuan is a fair price.
But... Xia Hua thought of this and immediately ran to the anesthesiologist and asked in a low voice, "Brother Huang, do you have cash on that side?"
"Cash? What?" asked the anesthesiologist.
"Don't I think the surgery fee I received for Boss Zheng is less?"
The anesthesiologist looked at Xia Hua with a weird look, with too many things in his eyes that were indescribable.
He was stunned by Xia Hua.
"Brother Huang, what's wrong?" Xia Hua asked in a low voice.
The anesthesiologist's eyes made him feel that he had done something wrong.
Chapter completed!