This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 616 The embarrassment in the stairwell
Director Nie first "reminded" in the meeting room, and the other people couldn't hold back anymore, and each of them began to "remind" in good faith: Some said that the atmosphere in the Second Hospital of Jin University is not good, and it is not good for traditional Chinese medicine. There are problems with their attitudes, and there are also people who say that a rat droppings can spoil a pot of soup and so on.

The more they talked, the more intense their words became, and even poured out all the "grievances" they had just suffered on Du Heng on the Second Affiliated Academy of Jin University.

Seeing the excited crowd, Li Jianwei, who had only said a word, couldn't get in any more, so he couldn't help but leaned back and let the battlefield out.

One of the things he likes to do most now is to be like an expert outside the world, while staying out of the world, he can still see some scenery that he has never seen before.

It's just that I didn't get complacent just now, but I suddenly found that Du Heng had slipped away, "This kid is too cunning, he ran away as soon as he said he would."

As soon as Du Heng came out of the conference room, he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately laughed.

What happened in the conference room just now is not very refreshing, but it is enough.

Who are those on the other side?

It can be said that it is a core figure in the Jinzhou Chinese medicine circle. It may not be a big problem to take it out alone, but if you mess with this group, it will be a big problem.

You can't just take advantage of the momentary advantage to provoke some invisible and intangible obstacles and resistance to yourself, Li Jianwei, and even Li Jianwei's school.

These obstacles and resistance, even if Zhuo Mingde stepped forward, might not be able to make it work.

So, just vent out the depression in your heart, and just get comfortable a little bit. If you want to be completely comfortable, you have to wait and work hard.

The other is that before Li Jianwei reacted, he slipped out ahead of time, otherwise, thinking about what Li Jianwei said before, it would probably be another scalp numbness.

In fact, I also blamed myself. For that little bit of fame, I agreed to Li Jianwei and the school, but I didn't fulfill my duties well. It was reasonable for Li Jianwei to clean him up.

Hey, but the school is interesting enough, it's been a semester, and it's enough to give him face that he didn't feel sorry for him.

In the next semester, next semester, you must fulfill your duties well, and you can't be so sneaky and tricky anymore.

"Hey, Lao Jin, why did you remember to call me? You won't have surgery today?" Du Heng, who escaped successfully, happily picked up the phone, "...you are not talking nonsense, the patient doesn't understand, don't you? Don’t understand? Also, there are so many doctors of Chinese medicine in your hospital, why do you ask me?

. . . . .Okay, okay, wait, I'm Ma Shan, I'm in the province, not very far from your place. "

Every day at the gate of the city's women and children, there are a few sparse people, and it looks very quiet. When you go to the yard, it is also very quiet, just like when you go to a nursing center; scene.

Even after entering the hospital, there are all kinds of hurried people passing by one after another.

The rest area between the surgical inpatient department, internal medicine inpatient department, and orthopedic inpatient department is a tree-lined place. The trees are tall and majestic, and the canopy above the head is like a big open umbrella. The branches of several big trees are intertwined. At the same time, it blocked the scorching sun and made it become dotted, and also brought a rare coolness to this green land in summer.

The logistics of Provincial Chinese Medicine is very considerate. There are many long benches under the greenery, and there are trash cans next to the long benches. Even if you look carefully, you will find that as long as there is a shaded place, there are places where you can sit and rest. place.

But even with so many seats, when Du Heng passed by, he still saw a lot of people sitting on the steps, at the corners, or leaning against the corners.

There are groups of people speaking in twos and threes, either loudly or whispering.

There are also people who are alone, or sit on the steps and smoke silently, or look at the crowd around them blankly, or hold a mobile phone, and don't know who they are talking to, sometimes loudly, sometimes whispering, sometimes crying Weeping.

Du Heng came at the wrong time. It was more than five o'clock and close to six o'clock. It was the time for family members to have meals and relatives and friends to visit patients. The flow of people could be said to be surprisingly large.

Walking slowly, through the staggered flow of people, Du Heng slowly entered the orthopedic inpatient department.

However, at the elevator entrance where six elevators were running at the same time, people queuing up covered the entire elevator entrance, huddled together in a chaotic pile.

Regardless of whether the elevator is going up or down, each floor has to stay for a long time, from the thirteenth floor to the eighth floor, it took a full 5 minutes to walk.

Du Heng stood behind the crowd, watched quietly for a few seconds, and then decided to go up the stairs instead of competing with these anxious and irritable family members for that precious elevator seat.

And just for a while, Du Heng, who was originally standing at the end, actually became the middle position. His chest and back were tightly pressed together, and even the back of the shoulder blades Even the thin shirt can't block the hot air from the people behind him.

Turning his head and looking around, Du Heng hurriedly squeezed out when he found the staircase, and when he entered the staircase, his whole body was wrapped in the coolness of the stairwell, and his whole body became much more relaxed.

The Orthopedic Inpatient Department of Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine, the first floor is the inpatient settlement hall and some inspection departments, the second floor is the showroom, the third floor is the archives, the fourth floor is the rehabilitation room, the fifth and sixth floors are the operating rooms, starting from the seventh floor, It was the inpatient department.

But in the operating rooms on the fifth and sixth floors, the Department of Orthopedics of Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine is completely overwhelmed, and there are not enough to use every day.

And the inpatient department is just as crowded. Inpatients have to queue up, and patients who are undergoing surgery also have to queue up. Some are seriously ill and can't wait, so they can only live in the corridors, dressing room and other places.

The degree of busyness and congestion is comparable to the emergency department of some hospitals, or even worse.

Du Heng, as the dean of the city's women and children, is envious of such a scene, and his eyes are so greedy that he is drooling.

But as a doctor, as a person, he didn't want to see it.

Du Heng squeezed out of the crowd and walked up the stairs.

The corridor is very quiet and cool, but few family members will go up and down the stairs, but this place has almost become a place for some accompanying family members to take a breather.

Some people hide here to smoke, some people are quietly in a daze here, and some people are whispering on the phone here.

Occasionally there are doctors passing by, even if they see family members who smoke, they will treat them as invisible, even though they know that smoking is prohibited in the building.

The same is true for Du Heng. When he saw someone smoking, he just glanced past them and turned slightly to avoid them.

"Brother Liu, that's right, it's me. My daughter-in-law is going to have an operation, and she's only [-] yuan short. It's okay. Everyone has difficulties. I can understand. Thank you, Brother Liu."

After a moment of silence, the humble and flattering voice came back again, "Brother Zhang, my wife's surgery... oh, I'm sorry to bother Brother Zhang."

Just as he reached the seventh floor and was about to step up the stairs to the eighth floor, Du Heng heard this depressing and humble voice.

He paused for a moment, and didn't immediately step up the stairs to the eighth floor. He was afraid that his sudden appearance would embarrass this man.

Pausing for a while, Du Heng raised his footsteps again when there was no sound upstairs.

It's just that I just turned the corner on the seventh floor, saw the staircase door on the eighth floor, and saw the man holding the phone. A low and suppressed cry sounded from the man.

Du Heng was a little embarrassed, looking at the man who lowered his head and fiddled with the phone while crying in a low voice, Du Heng didn't know whether to step up or retreat.

The man suddenly felt something, raised his head abruptly, and made eye contact with Du Heng who was hesitating, and then the man quickly suppressed his crying, lowered his head again and began to swipe his phone.

Du Heng exhaled lightly, it was all like this, there was nothing to hesitate, and he stepped forward, ignoring the existence of the man, and walked directly past him.

Just the moment when he was wrong, Du Heng took a glance and saw clearly that the screen of the man's mobile phone was the contact interface.

It was full of phone numbers, but he couldn't find a phone number that he could dial.

Du Heng withdrew his eyes, opened the staircase door and walked out.

Stepping through that door, Du Heng suddenly felt that he seemed to have stepped into another world.

In front of you is a clean, bright, spacious and quiet place of hope, but behind just one door is a dark passage full of silence and oppression where a man dare not cry loudly.

Du Heng smiled suddenly, feeling that he was suddenly a little sentimental and became hypocritical.

After adjusting his breathing slightly, he walked to Jin Zan's office.

Jin Zan does not have an independent office. Even their director shares an office with a deputy director. Every room in the Department of Orthopedics is a very precious place.

"There are so many people in your hospital."

There are a lot of people in the office, a quick scan shows that there are at least fifteen or sixteen people, there are formal doctors, and there are also interns who are more restrained at first glance.

And this is just a doctor on the same floor as other people, who can't be compared with women and children in the city.

Although there were many people in the office, Jin Zan's bald head was too conspicuous, and he found his position at a glance. There happened to be a vacant seat beside him. Du Heng pulled a stool and sat next to Jin Zan.

But when he sat closer, Du Heng realized that this buddy has become a real 'extremely smart', without a single hair.

Jin Zan glanced back at Du Heng, and continued to struggle on the computer, "Wait a minute, I'll finish typing this case." While talking, his hands started to crackle again.

Du Heng leaned back, looked at his computer screen and said, "There are so many interns in your office, why don't you let them write medical records?
You can relax yourself, and they can learn something. "

Jin Zan said without looking back, "Don't mention it, I wrote 23 cases last week, and I rewrote 23, and was scolded by the director.

Forget it, I still write it myself. Anyway, before they came, I wrote it myself. "

"Are you alone? Don't you have a resident doctor?"

"Don't mention it, it makes me even angrier to mention her." When Jin Zan was speaking, he typed a little faster, "As long as she is given to work, she will feel uncomfortable in various ways.

No, in the afternoon I said that I was dizzy and had a stomachache, so I went to the gynecology department to hang the bottle again. "

Du Heng chuckled, "Gynecology? She's still a woman, did you assign an ancestor to you? You are also a star doctor in your department, so that's how you get treated?
And you are orthopedics, can a female doctor do it?

It's all a matter of handling a knife and an axe, which can be compared with the gentleness and delicateness of internal medicine and Shennei. "

Jin Zan kept typing, turned his body slightly to Du Heng's side, and said in a low voice, "Princelings, bear with it, and when she loses interest, she will transfer to the department and leave; or the front line is enough. So she was transferred to some medical insurance, medical administration and other departments, and ignored her."

Du Heng curled his lips involuntarily, "You are really heartbroken."

"You are about the same, right?" Jin Zan's mouth curled up, "I heard that in the past few days, in order to grab your spot in that project, they have almost used their brains."

Du Heng also laughed out loud, "Just spread rumors, don't forget, there is also the director of your internal medicine department."

"Cut, he can still manage my orthopedics department?" Jin Zan shook his head disdainfully, "His internal medicine department has only a name left, if there is no improvement, I guess the people and departments inside will have to go out. Minute."

Du Heng quite supported Jin Zan's words.

The classification of internal medicine departments of provincial traditional Chinese medicine is called one more, and that is called one small. It is basically the same as the departments of general general hospitals, except that the word Chinese medicine is added.

As for the internal medicine department of traditional Chinese medicine, it looks at everything, but its advantages are not obvious, and it has been forced to die by other subdivided departments.

Up to now, Du Heng still doesn't quite understand why this big internal medicine department should be kept, and it wouldn't be good to split it all up to other small departments?
This is a point that I don't quite understand, and another point that is even more confusing is that the process of seeing a doctor in the province of traditional Chinese medicine is to first make a diagnosis of traditional Chinese medicine, and then order a film for examination, and the same is true.

I don't understand if they are using traditional Chinese medicine to treat patients, or are they using Western medicine to treat patients, or are they taking a path that no one knows about the combination of Chinese and Western medicine?

But one thing is very clear, that is, provincial Chinese medicine is very rich, and it is inferior to the Second Affiliated Hospital of Jin University and provincial women and children.

Seeing that Du Heng didn't speak, Jin Zan asked curiously, "You haven't said anything yet, how is your project going? Can you handle those old bastards?"

"Hurry up and write the case. After finishing your work, I still have work on my side."

"What can you do? I told my mother that I made your meal at home and went to my house at night."

Du Heng looked at Jin Zan speechlessly, "You didn't discuss it with me, can't you discuss it? I'm not prepared either."

Jin Zan clicked the last few words, picked up the mouse and clicked a few times, and then directly shut down the system, "I'll tell you now, just treat you to a meal, Why is it so smudged now?"

As he said that, he stood up and pulled Du Heng, "Okay, come with me to see the patient I mentioned, and see if you can do anything."

Du Heng gently patted Jin Zan's hand away, "I'll show you other patients. If it's what you said on the phone, you can roll as far as you can."

(End of this chapter)