This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 527 You are about to win an award

What happened in the past few days made Director Zheng understand that he overestimated his ability and realized that he knew nothing about the Internet.

With such a good opportunity a few days ago, I actually missed the opportunity to take off, so that now I saw the video of Du Heng showing off his supernatural power again, and I was excited, but I couldn't think of it and didn't dare to take any action.

Afraid of wasting such an opportunity again, completely exhausting the heat from the last time.

For professional things, find professional people.

Do you know any professionals in this field now?
Director Zheng held his round face and thought for a while, and he really thought of someone.

That was Feng Su who had teased him a couple of days ago, that female celebrity who turned back on her word and kept her popularity.

As far as her shameless operation is concerned, if she puts it on herself, she will never be able to do it.

But people not only made it, but the effect is very good.

I heard that I was still in the ward yesterday, and there was a live broadcast of some kind of goods, so I gave a big hug.

She is the only one who has to learn from the scriptures.

Director Zheng wiped his back indiscriminately, and walked towards Feng Su's ward.

After walking two steps, I went back to the office of the hospital, and called up the honest guy who was in charge of shooting, "The things I shot yesterday are very good, and they look like a professional photographer."

The lad grinned.

But who knew Director Zheng's words suddenly changed, "But I still want to criticize you."

The boy's grin froze.

"Since the scene of rescuing the child was filmed yesterday, why didn't you keep filming it? Why didn't you film the scene of the dean feeding the child and taking care of it?"

Director Zheng's big round face was full of seriousness at this time, and he said earnestly, "The treatment is over, and you didn't take pictures of the child's condition, isn't this a fraud?
Without comparison or reference, what is the use of the things you photographed?

I heard from Director Liu that the director stayed in the observation room all night last night, and the child's condition has also recovered very optimistically. It is a great loss that these precious materials were not photographed. "

The corner of the boy's grinning mouth dropped, and he said bluntly, "After the treatment is over, the dean will let everyone go about their own affairs."

Director Zheng let out a few breaths, pointed at the young man and said, "The dean asked the directors to work. What are you going to do? Isn't your current job just to photograph the dean?"

After talking about the boy's character, he stopped talking to the boy and said directly, "Now, you will follow the dean. When the dean goes to work, you go to work, and when the dean goes to work, you go to get off work."

"But the dean said that there is no need to take pictures of him in the office."

Director Zheng was helpless. He looked at the guy very speechlessly, and after a while he waved to another guy in the office, "Xiaokang, come here and arrange a job for you."

The guy named Xiaokang raised his head from the computer and walked quickly to Director Zheng's side, "Director, tell me."

"From now on, you are the dean's assistant. At the same time, you have to record the process of the dean's treatment. Can you finish it?"

The guy surnamed Kang nodded sharply, "Don't worry, Director. But what about my current job?"

Director Zheng pointed directly to the side, "Leave it all to him."

Director Zheng left, and Xiaokang straightened his waist while exhaling lightly.

The work of the hospital office is very simple, that is, to deal with the administrative affairs of the hospital.

At the same time, the work of the hospital can be trivial and troublesome. As long as it is not a matter of seeing a doctor and prescribing examinations, it will take care of it. Communication between top and bottom, internal and external coordination, doctor-patient disputes, etc., are all the affairs of this department.

And these jobs are almost all done by Xiaokang running errands. There is only one reason, he has no backer.

Every time the mentally handicapped young man next to him was assigned a very simple and easy job, he was now able to work as the dean's assistant only because he was Qiu Pingzhen's nephew.

Now, it's finally my turn. I am more capable than that mentally retarded man, and I am not willing to spend my whole life in the hospital office like this.

Handover, there is nothing to handover.

It's all the work that was handled before, and now it's all systematic office work, everything on it is clear, and you only need to log in to the system.

Twenty minutes later, Xiaokang picked up the camera and walked to Du Heng's office with his head held high.

After Du Heng finished prescribing the prescription, he went back to the office to wash up and tidy up, and after dealing with some urgent work, he planned to have a good sleep on the sofa.

But as soon as his back touched the sofa, there was a knock on the office door.

Du Heng sighed helplessly, and could only sit up again, "Please come in."

Xiaokang pushed the door in with a smile on his face, looked at Du Heng on the sofa and said hello softly, "Dean."

"Well, is something wrong?"

"Dean, I am the assistant arranged by Director Zheng for you, and I will also be responsible for the future filming work."

Du Heng rubbed his swollen head, and the corners of his mouth slightly pulled upwards. The hospital office finally thought of arranging an assistant for him.

"What's your name?"

"Kang Zhirong, 25 years old, graduated from XX College, majoring in digital media technology."

Du Heng of XX College knew that it was in Jinzhou, and it was a three-school college that was listed under Jinzhou University.

It doesn't matter, why this guy is a digital media technology major, he must let that. . .Well, as an assistant for yourself, it must be related to the priority.

It may be that Director Zheng couldn't stand the guy's uprightness, and was finally willing to change.

Since then, it's convenient for me, and I don't have to think about Qiu Pingzhen's face.

"Okay, I see." Du Heng tried hard to open his sleepy eyes, "I'll sleep for a while now, there are important matters and calls, remember to wake me up."

As he spoke, he threw his phone directly to Kang Zhirong.

Kang Zhirong was a little at a loss holding Du Heng's phone, "Dean, can I answer your private calls too?"

"Go, call me if you need something urgent."

"Oh."

Seeing Du Heng lying down on the sofa, Kang Zhirong left the office with his mobile phone.

He really didn't expect that his 'interview' would be so simple.

Du Heng's life was very clean, and he didn't receive a single call all morning. It wasn't until near noon that he received a call from the teacher.

"Hi, I'm Dean Du's assistant."

"Hmm~~" Li Jianwei on the other end of the phone froze for a moment, but quickly said, "I'm Li Jianwei from Provincial One, let Du Heng answer the phone."

Kang Zhirong didn't know how to address Li Jianwei, but seeing Du Heng's note was a teacher, he also addressed him as a teacher, "Mr. Li, the dean was busy in the ward last night, and he just fell asleep.

Is there something urgent on your side? "

"Well, there is an urgent matter, and he needs to come over immediately. You can call for me. Also, when he comes, ask him to bring his ID card."

Li Jianwei hung up the phone after finishing speaking, but this move put Kang Zhirong in a dilemma.

Urgent?

What kind of urgent matter?

teacher?

How close is the teacher?

Adding these two things together, is it worth waking up the thigh you just hugged yourself?
Comparing the two, whichever is the lesser, after Kang Zhirong thought about it, he still felt that it was more appropriate to wake up Du Heng.

And the reaction after waking up Du Heng also made him feel relieved, and then he also did what an assistant should do very well, instead of being like the previous one, turning around, even when not shooting, everyone invisible.

It was the first time for Du Heng to experience the joy and comfort of having an assistant by his side.And it is a person with particularly good eyesight, which is even more comfortable and not to be missed.

When it’s time to wash your face, towels and soap are ready; when you’re about to go out, you don’t have to worry about it yourself, and you have to pack all the things you need to take; Yes, I will drive.

This service attitude and awareness made Du Heng feel a little embarrassed.

However, my heart is really comfortable.

"Teacher, what's urgent?" Du Heng found Li Jianwei familiarly.

Li Jianwei asked Du Heng to sit down, and then took out several watches and put them in front of Du Heng, "At the beginning of the year, you were in our hospital, and you still have an impression of the two medicines that were tested in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine?"

"Yes, they are all on sale now, and I heard that the sales are pretty good."

Li Jianwei also had a smile all over his face, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry. "At that time, I used the name of our research team to help you jump in and sign up for last year's national and provincial awards."

Du Heng's eyes lit up suddenly, and he asked excitedly, "Won the award?"

Li Jianwei chuckled, "Why are you so excited, you are already the dean, sit down and talk."

After Du Heng put his butt on the stool again, Li Jianwei said again, "In the national selection, if you failed to jump the line last year, don't think about it. You can only report it this year."

Du Heng was slightly disappointed.

"However, there is news from the province that the selection has reached the final stage."

"The final stage? What do you mean?"

"No matter what, you will win the award. The last time is the third prize of the Provincial Medical Science and Technology Award, but according to my inquiries, it seems that your two prescriptions are both third prizes."

Du Heng was still a little discouraged, "The third prize, I thought it was the first prize."

Li Jianwei glared at Du Heng angrily, "First prize? What good thing do you think? Just this third prize, it is because your prescription has a wide range of market applications and the effect is really outstanding."

Seeing Du Heng's listless look, Li Jianwei became a little angry, "Your prescription for wind-phlegm stroke, if the paper is published, and the experimental data is correct, it will be the second prize at most, and it has to be reluctant." Strong second prize.

If you want the first prize, you just need to completely conquer cancer, or leukemia, diabetes and so on. "

As he spoke, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and he didn't care about getting angry, so he asked instead, "Speaking of this, I think of another thing."

"Tell me, teacher."

"You see that you have cured six tumors now, so do you have any mature ideas about treating tumors?"

Du Heng's face became even more depressed, he shook his head and said, "There is no problem with the construction of the basic formula, but the choice of dosage cannot be fixed.

Also, according to different patients and conditions, it is necessary to choose different main drugs and auxiliary drugs. The progress of this item has not been smooth. "

Du Heng sighed and continued, "Professor Lan Changhua in the capital has been sending me their experimental data, but it is not ideal."

Li Jianwei also frowned, "Have you found the reason?"

"I found several reasons." Du Heng leaned back, "The first reason is that the diagnosis is not accurate. There are many reasons for the accumulation of disease, just one stomach cancer caused by damp heat, whether it is damp heat in the liver and gallbladder, damp heat in the spleen and stomach, or large intestine. Caused by heat and humidity?
Accumulations have been formed, and all parts have been affected by each other. In addition, it is difficult to make an accurate judgment due to the difference between damp-heat type and cold-damp type.

The second reason is that Professor Lan Changhua and the people he brought along are not too afraid to use drugs.There are errors in the dialectics itself, and the medication is not bold enough, and it is basically useless to use it.

It even showed in the data given to me that after one patient received their treatment, the tumor spread speed was accelerated a lot. "

While Du Heng was narrating, his brows were tightly wrinkled.

"Dosage is one aspect. The other is the use of the main drug and auxiliary drugs. Many times, the main drug can not be found correctly, and it is difficult to find it. When the dosage is given, it returns to the previous problem. The main drug is not measured enough. It just doesn’t have the desired effect.”

Li Jianwei also sighed, "You can't blame them. The idea of ​​your prescription is completely the way of fighting poison with poison. The basic formula you choose is itself a powerful medicine, and the main medicines you need to add are all similar. , They dare to use and experiment, it is already very remarkable.”

Du Heng sighed and shook his head, "I wish they didn't try it. Every medication is a stimulus to the tumor, just like chemotherapy and radiotherapy. It can't achieve the effect of removing the root, but can only accelerate the spread and metastasis of the tumor. Instead, it makes the patient's condition worse, increases the patient's suffering, and shortens the patient's life span."

"But someone has to do it." Li Jianwei was also a little helpless.

"Let's talk about the third point, which is the problem of the patients themselves. The patients who found Professor Lan Changhua are basically patients in the middle and late stages, and even most of them are advanced patients, and they found out after several chemotherapy and radiotherapy. Lan Changhua taught them.

But for such a patient, the body is basically a mess, and it is not easy to find a less damaged place.

In this way, one is to increase the difficulty of doctors' diagnosis, the other is to increase the risk of medication, and the third is to reduce the tolerance of their bodies. "

Speaking of this, Du Heng was even more helpless and powerless.

Under his Weibo, there are many inquiries.

He also chose a few for the first contact, but when he saw the patient's diagnosis and treatment records, Du Heng's heart was terribly cold.

With a body like a rag, if Du Heng prescribes a bowl of medicine, it can directly relieve their pain in the world.

Looking for him is like treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. To be honest, he was scolded.

Let Du Heng be a life-saving straw and an emotional trash can at the same time.

(End of this chapter)