Gou in the operating room to add some upgrades

Chapter 202 What kind of people are these? (Please subscribe)

"Da da da!"

While Fang Xian was still gossiping with Zou Junzi in the team lounge, there was a knock on the door.

Zou Junzi frowned when he heard this: "No, if it's Senior Brother Jiang, he won't knock on the door? Could it be Senior Brother Tian Dongliang next door?"

"Brother, push the door open and come in." Zou Junzi shouted to the door.

Tian Dongliang is a native of Fujian Province and the MVP of the sixth year of the surgical track. He has now entered the operating room of the trauma center here to participate in training for a month and a half.

Fang Xian didn't have much contact with him.

But when he saw a girl pushing through the door, Zou Junzi was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyelids several times quickly, and then called out: "Senior Sister Zhou?"

The person who came was Zhou Xiyin. Zhou Xiyin was also in the eighth-year school, but his schooling was higher than Zou Junzi's.

It could be heard that Zou Junzi's voice was slightly trembling, as if he was very frightened of Senior Sister Zhou.

Zhou Xiyin's expression was calm, and she was wearing a disposable surgical mask. Seeing that Zou Junzi was in the incision group, she did not shy away from it, but said openly: "Brother Fang, I have some survey scales here. Maybe you can use it."

"From the General Surgery Department." After Zhou Xiyin finished speaking, he generously placed two stacks of A4 paper on the table.

Fang Xian felt a little inexplicable and didn't know what it was.

However, Zhou Xiyin still wanted to join the group to study, so after putting it down, he left the incision group office.

Zou Junzi focused his attention on Fang Xian.

He seemed to be gossiping about something, and at the same time he raised his head to look at the things on the table.

Fang Xian opened it and found about thirty or forty questionnaires, which were patient survey questionnaires from general surgery.The design of the two scales is relatively simple and the content is the same.

Mainly to collect the corresponding wishes of patients.

For example, the content on the questionnaire records similar questions.

"Would you rather have cheaper surgery or would you like to have better surgical technology to help you improve the quality of surgery? If the full score is 10 points, make your own score for the two options."

"In your opinion, which one is more beneficial to the development of medicine, the high cost of importing high-end equipment or the improvement of surgical quality?"

"Do you think that if you have incontinence (here it means if), do you think that such a functional disability can be subsidized by giving you a certain amount of money?"

"..."

"Here, look at it too. It's nothing." Fang Xian was afraid of the gossip in the operating room, so he gave it to Zou Junzi generously.

Zou Junzi looked at a few pictures and frowned.

Then he murmured: "Is this what the patient most urgently wants to express?"

"It seems that purifying existing technologies will be more conducive to reducing patients' medical expenses and increasing my country's equipment exports, but in fact, with the improvement of living standards."

"What many people pay more and more attention to is the improvement of quality of life, including the high residual rate of function after medical treatment?" Zou Junzi is quite professional, because he uses precise words to describe the survey results.

"Is this something Brother Xian specially used to persuade Professor Gong?"

Fang Xian shook his head and replied: "I haven't thought about it that way, because I don't need to convince Professor Gong. This is something Zhou Xiyin made herself, and I don't know."

At the same time, he glanced at the door of the lounge, but Zhou Xiyin had already left the lounge.

Fang Xian smiled inwardly.

Zhou Xiyin's warm-heartedness is still the same as before, it has never changed, right?

Zou Junzi said: "Brother Xian, in fact, now that the medical association and medical care have developed to the current level, most people only pursue intuitive output."

"For example, the improvement of surgical techniques, the definition of new diseases, the redesign of treatment plans for new diseases, the improvement of existing instruments, and the improvement of skills."

"Especially after the trauma center separated emergency patients from specialized sub-emergency patients, everyone increasingly felt that the rights and responsibilities had changed. Doing your own thing well, doing more things, and producing more output is the best and most intuitive s Choice."

"For example, if we have level 5 skills now and don't do surgery to treat illnesses and save people, or don't do the relatively easiest thing to do, refine some techniques, and improve some techniques, we are not doing our job properly."

"Even if our basic skills have reached level 4, if we don't touch the specialist, we will feel that we are lazy. Instead, we will focus more and more on what we can get directly in front of us."

"Is this considered utilitarianism in disguise?"

"Is it still practical?" Zou Junzi suddenly asked such a soul-like question.

If we pay attention to practicality, then what kind of technology can do what kind of things and what kind of patients can be treated.Just do it, follow the steps step by step, and demonstrate your abilities to the fullest in clinical practice.

Moreover, if on this basis, some improvements can be made to promote the development of the technique, that would be great, and it would be the most direct output.

If there is promotion, there will be articles. If there are articles, there will be scientific research results. If there are articles, there will also be clinical trust, approval from superiors, trust from patients, and reputation in the medical circle.

Coupled with the support of the Medical Association, once the strength is improved, the professional title will also be improved and the job will be relatively stable.

What's the hard nut to crack?
If you are not at the professor level, don't be wishful thinking about other things, and just do what you can honestly.

This is a very pragmatic idea, and it is also a concept that has been applied for a long time.

"I don't know. Anyway, I still feel that when you are young, you have the most time to pursue high goals, and you are also the most able to waste time as a cost."

"If we don't aim too high at this time, when we become senior doctors and there are a lot of clinical vacancies that we need to fill, it will be difficult for us to find time to devote ourselves to scientific research."

"For example, I have four operations to do today. The patients are suffering there, waiting for me to operate. Will you go?"

"For example, if we already have a child, and he has a cold and fever, and he needs to go to the doctor, can you go? If he goes to an amusement park, can you go?"

"That's what I think." Fang Xian said to Zou Junzi.

After hearing this, Zou Junzi asked: "Brother Xian, what do you think, should I follow the operating room plan of the trauma center completely? Don't rush to meet all the basic skills to meet the standards first, but focus on one basic skill and go to Do you want to train at a higher level?”

"For example, others require that suturing can be used in clinical practice as long as it is level 3. I will work hard to upgrade it to level 5?"

Fang Xian shook his head again: "I don't know either."

"Anyway, at least, your current shortcomings determine your lower limit, but your current strengths must determine your future lower limit, at least that's what I think."

"Forget it, stop talking and go practice quickly."

"No matter how you choose, just say it here. If it doesn't work, you have to do it." Fang Xian is a person who is willing to do things, and if he chooses a direction, he will do it in a down-to-earth manner.

After saying that, Fang Xian collected the survey scales and put them into his schoolbag. "Then I will also join the group for practice."

……

Although Fang Xian did not agree to Professor Gong Ziye yesterday to start with the research and development of a suturing device that is relatively simple and has the most intuitive benefits, the two will not break up.

Even when Fang Xian went to see Professor Gong Ziye again, Professor Gong was still very amiable.

"Xiao Fang, are you here? But today, you have to follow Professor Bu, and I have to be on duty in the department. Today, Professor Bu is in the operating room, responsible for the corresponding surgical tasks of general surgery." Gong Ziye introduced to Fang Xian. .

Fang Xian looked over and felt that the person coming was quite strange: "Hello, Teacher Bu."

"Hello Xiaofang..."

After some introduction.

Only then did Fang Xian find out that Professor Bu's name was Bu Congming, which sounded like he was not smart, but Professor Bu Congming was very smart and was now a very powerful professor of gastrointestinal surgery in Hunan Province.

Ranked among the top 150 in the national ranking of professors specializing in intestinal tumors in gastrointestinal surgery.He is the head of the Gastrointestinal Surgery Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Hengnan University and came here to further his studies.

After Professor Gong Ziye left.

Bu Congming asked: "Xiao Fang was from our school before?"

"Yes, Mr. Bu, I studied for my undergraduate degree at Hengnan University, and I was at the First Affiliated Hospital of Hengnan University during my internship." Fang Xian felt that Bu Congming was particularly kind, but it was a pity that he did not arrive when he was an intern at the general surgery department. The gastrointestinal oncology department where Bu Congming works.

"Our previous hospital was still too low-level to retain talented people." Bu Congming smiled.

"Today there is a patient with mutilated injuries. Professor Lin Jiemo from the Department of Trauma Surgery has already gone over to perform surgery. Let's go there too. This patient's injuries are relatively serious, but we only need to be responsible for the gastrointestinal aspect." Bu Congming looked at himself. This is what Fang Xian told Fang Xian about his mobile phone.

"Is he also injured in a car accident?" Fang Xian asked.

"Yes." Bu Congming nodded, and then wiped on the blue surgical cap, wiped it open a little, revealing the Mediterranean Sea, with a high bald forehead.

"Professor Bu must have just come to Shonan University Affiliated Hospital. I have never seen him before." Fang Xian asked as he walked away.

"I only came here in October, but since I entered the operating room, people have been talking about Dr. Xiao Fang. I just learned that Dr. Xiao Fang actually graduated from our school." Bu Congming praised him without hesitation.

Fang Xian didn't believe it.

Since someone was discussing him, someone must have asked Bu Congming if he knew him, right?
However, Fang Xian didn't expose it. At Bu Congming's age, he needs certain ways of dealing with people and some verbal skills.

The Affiliated Hospital of Hengnan University is also the top teaching hospital in Hunan Province. It is relatively better than the No. 1 Civil Hospital in Chang City. Therefore, the chief directors there are basically professors certified by the Medical Association.

At No. 1 Civil Hospital in Chang City, if there was a director with such strength, he would have jumped out long ago.

However, Bu Congming still underestimated Fang Xian's influence. After Fang Xian entered the operating room where Lin Jiemo was, he was immediately shouted out by Lin Jiemo: "Xiao Fang, you're just here, wash your hands and get dressed. Come on stage and do the debridement.”

Bu Congming had just entered, and when he heard this, he said: "This teacher, Xiao Fang is my assistant."

Lin Jiemo turned his head and looked Bu Congming up and down for a while before asking: "Who are you?"

"Fang Xian is from our trauma surgery department."

Bu Congming was hit by a critical hit in an instant, but he did not dare to refute, and was trembling...

But Lin Jiemo didn't change at all. After a while, after Bu Congming introduced himself, he said: "Then you can call an assistant again. This is damage. It is a topic that Xiaofang and I are working on. He has to first It’s my priority.”

Bu Congming is even more honest...

Fang Xian didn't say a word.

It seems that regardless of whether Professor Gong Ziye supports his own destruction or not, Professor Lin Jiemo still supports it.

However, when Fang Xian was washing his hands and getting dressed, Dr. Jiang Yang, who was following him, also arrived in the operating room.It seems that he also came on stage as an assistant.

However, this time, Jiang Yang's temper was much more controlled. Even though he had a thousand words to say, he did not speak on the operating table.

"Fang Xian, the damage to this machine involves a lot of organs. You see, not only is the pelvis burst, but the colon is also damaged, as well as the bladder and prostate in front."

"There is also a ruptured spleen and damage to the left lobe of the liver. Although temporary treatment has been carried out accordingly, it is still quite difficult for such a patient to retain residual function after surgery."

"At present, we can only save our lives, what do you think?" Lin Jiemo introduced them one by one with emotion.

Bu Congming looked up in confusion and turned around: "Professor Lin, with such damage, what else can you do to save your life?"

What a joke, with such damage, in Heng City, whether one can save one's life is at most six or four. Six cannot be saved, but four can be saved.

When Bu Congming said this, Jiang Yang finally had a place to use and began to output: "Professor Bu, our trauma center operating room at the Affiliated Hospital of Xiangnan University now has two subject leaders in vascular surgery and gastrointestinal surgery. There are three leaders.”

"There are two subject leaders in orthopedics, and one subject leader in hepatobiliary, spleen and pancreatic surgery..."

"So for such a disease, if we just want to save lives, these top professors don't have to go into the operating room."

"And Dr. Fang in our team has basic skills..."

The more Jiang Yang talked, the more dumbfounded Professor Bu Congming became.

Until I heard the end, my head was hanging down, and I carefully touched the edge with my hands. It was really damaged by the blow.

As soon as Jiang Yang finished speaking, Fang Xian said: "Dr. Jiang, let's do the surgery instead of selling it."

Hey, you came up as a subject leader to scare others, what are your own abilities, don't you know how to measure them?
According to what you said, as long as he is a Chinese doctor, he can bring his own medicine to our Union Medical College Hospital. Then China’s medical system will be clear by now, right?

The most important thing is to see how good you are, not how good you are.

Jiang Yang didn't speak at all.

Professor Lin Jiemo, in order to give Bu Congming some sense of existence, added: "Professor Bu, don't take it to heart, this kid is short-sighted."

"Although what I said is true, I am also from this hospital. I do need to be cautious and under the protection of others here."

Lin Jiemo pursed his lips at Fang Xian at the same time.

When Bu Congming heard this, he was even more shocked.

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(End of this chapter)