Path of Medicine With a System

Poor people must have something to hate. This statement seems to make sense, but there are some people who do not belong to the category of this statement, such as the patient just now.

Therefore, Zhang Fan decided to help him. Sometimes, a doctor's successful operation may not be able to save someone. The postoperative treatment is also expensive for them.

"I see that the hospital seems to have a lot of nurses?" Zhang Fan asked knowingly. In a large hospital, it is unknown which stupid minister made a stupid system.

It is the so-called level of care. The higher the level, the more expensive the fee. Of course, the service is relatively more comprehensive.

Shampooing hair, washing feet, and twisting nails are all included in the first-level care, and they must also be reflected in treatment satisfaction.

This tN is a hospital, not a beauty salon. The first level of care is determined according to the patient's condition. It is to allow patients with serious conditions to receive better and more treatment and care, rather than to allow patients to receive a comprehensive big sword.

The nurses who had already had a very heavy workload couldn't take it all at once. Because of the existence of the system, the head nurse and department director emphasized that as long as the patients occupying the border, they must be treated at the next level. Update the fastest computer terminal::/

Then, there are policies and countermeasures, and service companies and labor companies have sprung up in the hospital.

Don't underestimate this service company. Although the part-time workers are also very hard, the work of serving patients is really not a good job, but the income of the hospital is high, and the people who run the company have made a fortune.

As for the others... Especially in large hospitals, family members are not allowed to do escorts. Even if there are eighty or ninety people around the family, you are not allowed to serve your family members in the hospital.

"It's quite a lot." The director of the pancreas department went through Zhang Fan's words in his mind, what did they mean? Could it be that he has relatives who are also planning to start this company?

He had already escaped from the affairs in the ward, and when he walked to the door of the office, Zhang Fan said another word to the old Secretary Wu in the office: "Brother, can you do me a favor?"

"Okay, okay, okay, what's the matter?" The secretary stood up at once. Who is Zhang Fan? Even if he breaks his head, he has to do it.

"Hehe, I see that the family member of the patient just now is good in all aspects, and the family's finances are also difficult. Can you arrange her to be a nurse?"

"Uh!" Not only the secretary,

Even the director of the pancreas department seemed to be yawning at the end, and accidentally sucked a flying insect into his mouth.

"No problem, no problem, Yuan Zhang, she, I will arrange her directly in our department, do you think it's okay! For such a trivial matter, the labor director is not needed."

Before everyone could react, Zhang Fan was too uneasy to play his cards out. At this time, the head nurse of the pancreas department smiled and said hurriedly.

"Okay, then I will trouble you, please!" Zhang Fan smiled at the head nurse.

Although the secretary and the director of the pancreas department had smiles on their faces, there was indeed something different in Zhang Fan's eyes.

Maybe it's like a lion looking at a strange tiger: why does this guy like to eat grass?

Zhang Fan's heart is still soft, but softness cannot exist for a long time, which will affect his objectivity and neutrality in treatment, after adjusting his mentality.

Zhang Fan said to the director of the pancreas department: "Now go and see the patient who refused to have surgery at Fangdong!"

The director of the pancreas department looked at Zhang Fan, and then at Mr. Wu's secretary. Secretary Wu walked over without waiting for the director of the pancreas department to speak, "I'll accompany you to the ward rounds, too."

This time it was Zhang Fan's turn to look at him in surprise, "The patient is a bit special, a bit special!" The secretary said without embarrassment, then took Zhang Fan a step ahead, and then quietly told Zhang Fan about this. patient history.

It turned out that this patient worked in a Kanghua company when he was young, but because he was too young at that time, he didn't know much about it.

The company started suddenly and then fell suddenly. Although he didn't get any official position in the company, he also met more young people with energy.

Then, he went to Qiongzhou with a vicious and aggressive spirit.

I guess the name of this place is not good. In the end, this group of guys not only spent all the money they spent on supplies by selling notes, but even bankrupted the bank in the end.

Sometimes, when the capital reaches a certain level, it is really impossible for ordinary people to play. Therefore, this patient also understands that his brain is not enough in this tide, and his body and courage are not an ability. Athletes who catch the tide.

Having accepted his heart, he relied on his ancestors to fight for some favors, and he went home to collect antiques with peace of mind. He didn't know if he was instructed by an expert, or if he was lucky enough to make a fortune.

The broken things gathered in the early years have all turned into red bills. They have money and no worries, and they live a life of feasting and feasting. In order to maintain the relationship in the past, drinking Moutai is like drinking water, and drinking foreign wine is like drinking beer.

In his home, he was the only one who could still talk to and make trouble with people with energy.

As for his children, to put it in a vulgar way, one generation is not as good as the next generation. They all went abroad to study abroad, but after returning to China, they couldn't even speak foreign languages ​​well, but they learned the dialect of Huaguo over and over again.

I have no skills, and I can't stay abroad, so I can only return to my country as a charterer and renter-in-law.

This is incompetent, and the eyes are too high. When the pillar of their family was found to be cancer, one by one suggested to go abroad for treatment, as if thinking that Huaguo Medical would only do bloodletting.

Mr. Wu's secretary took Zhang Fan, the director of the pancreatology department, and the head nurse to the patient's ward. As for the others, they were dismissed.

It is very difficult to find a single room in Fangdong Hospital. Finding a single room with a living room is probably not even thought of by people who have no social energy. Sometimes, in this kind of ministerial hospital, money may not be enough.

As soon as Zhang Fan entered the ward, Zhang Fan felt that he had entered the wrong place. What greeted his face was not the smell of formalin or pasteurized liquid, but the smell of various perfumes.

Fragrant but not strong, it seems that Zhang Fan has smelled one of them before on Jia Suyue, and the little girl is usually reluctant to use it, that is, some kind of perfume that she uses occasionally.

Looking at the table in the ward, there were rows of donkey bags of various models for men and women, and Zhang Fan didn't recognize other brands.

On the bedside table of the patient, there are all health products in foreign languages, such as Australian raw sea fish oil, American vitamins, and German protein. Anyway, I bought things after being kicked and swollen by a donkey, but it doesn't matter if you have money and willfulness.

Of course, extravagant items can't change the patient's face. Lying on the hospital bed is a patient with a pale complexion and a look of despair.

Seeing the doctor enter the ward, he didn't move his eyes, but stared at the fluorescent lamp on the roof.

As for the family members around, no matter what they say, just looking at their clothes can give people a sense of wealth.

The shining watch, the diamond as big as a bean, and the morning sun shining into the ward, are directly like jewels.

And the faces of all the people were different, impatient, irritable, disdainful to see the doctor, all kinds of things, but no one came forward to talk to them.

It was embarrassing, and the director of the pancreas department didn't say anything. He knew that using his name would definitely not make these people pay attention, and he could only wait for Mr. Wu's secretary to speak.

"Old Yang, how do you feel today. I'm here to see you on behalf of Wu Yuan."

"Not dead yet!"

"Hehe, how can it be. Originally, you were going to decide to go abroad for surgery, but yesterday, there was some progress in the pancreas surgery, and I will report to you."::

Mr. Wu's secretary spoke very politely.

The originally sluggish eyes regained some vitality, and turned around with a grunt, looking at the secretary and doctor who entered the door.

"This is Mr. Lu's closed disciple Zhang Fan, who is Academician Lu from Northern Jade Bird.

He is also the nephew of our Wu hospital. Yesterday, Dean Zhang and our dean Wu performed pancreatic surgery at the same time.

The effect of the operation is very good. Today I brought Yuan Zhang here to tell you about the operation. "

"Where's Mr. Wu?" The patient opened his mouth with dry, dehydrated lips.

To be honest, a doctor of Mr. Wu's level has never been to his ward from the beginning to the end. The old man's temper is not very good, so he ignored him.

But this patient felt that his status and achievements should allow Mr. Wu to visit him, but he didn't, so the family members in the family didn't look very good.

"Mr. Wu has a meeting in the army's general logistics today. The big leader called for Mr. Wu to attend the speech. There is really no time."

The secretary himself bowed back, but when it came to Mr. Wu, he handed him a nail of moderate size. Mr. Wu has a crazy meeting. He will have breakfast in the office and prepare for the operation.

"Oh, let's talk about it!" The eyes turned into a state of indifference to everything.

"Uh!" Zhang Fan was about to speak, but he didn't want to hear it when he made it clear.

Zhang Fan thought that a hammer counts as a hammer. The amount of surgery required by the system was too large, and he was about to open his mouth.

A handsome boy next to him spoke, and this young man was not a handsome boy either. He was wearing a small suit that fitted him well, and his tendons made the suit fit perfectly.

"Pancreatic cancer, you don't want to use us as a test product, right? We are in the early stage, and we have great opportunities abroad.

Really, we don't want the old man to gamble here, and we can't afford to gamble, the old man is going to rest, you can do it yourself. "

When pancreatic cancer was mentioned, the eyelids of the patient lying on the bed trembled, but he did not speak.

And the middle-aged people around the young man, no matter men or women, all had a good expression.

Zhang Fan was stunned, then turned around and went out the door without saying a word. Just as he reached the door, the young man spoke again in a very magnetic voice.

"Don't fool us as people who don't understand anything, let Dean Wu tell us if there is something to do, don't send shrimp soldiers and crab generals every day!"

Not only Zhang Fan, but even the director of the pancreas department changed color. As for Mr. Wu's secretary, what he was like when he came in, and what he was like when he came out.

That's the thing.