Doctor of Healing

Chapter 358

"Are all the patients here like this!"

"A bunch of idiots, no wonder not even investors come."

"Integrity, do you know what integrity is!"

A person was cursing incessantly, his voice was loud and he didn't hide it.

"Professor Xue, don't be angry, Professor Deng is explaining."

The man scolded for a long time before someone came to persuade him.It's just that the voice of persuading him is neither cold nor cold, with impatience.

Director Liu was taken aback, then smiled wryly.

"Xiao Ji, let's go to the anesthesiologist's duty room." Director Liu didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled Ji Xiang around and left.

"Director, what's the matter?" Ji Xiang asked.

"What's wrong?" Director Liu glanced at Ji Xiang curiously, he was still a young man.

For an old doctor like Zhao Zhe, he could figure out what happened with his heels, but Ji Xiang was still ignorant and couldn't figure out the situation.

But this is a matter of clinical experience and experience,

"The person I heard talking behind is Mr. Xu from the Department of Orthopedics, right?"

"Yeah." Ji Xiang nodded.

"You...have you hired an external expert from the Department of Orthopedics?" Director Liu didn't explain, but he calculated the situation cunningly and roughly guessed the situation.

Ji Xiang talked about the situation of orthopedics.

"There are two possibilities." Director Liu said, "First, the patient's family temporarily repented, thinking that the money given was too much, and the professor was not worth the money, so whether it was the hotel where they came to live or food and drink, they tried their best to deduct as much as possible."

"No way, surgery is still needed after all..." Ji Xiang was puzzled.

"Here." Director Liu raised his finger and pointed to his head, "What you think is [-]% is not the case in other people's eyes. One hundred kinds of rice feeds one hundred kinds of people. In this world, there are people of all kinds."

"However, there are relatively few similar cases. Many of them record the details of collecting money, and wait until the operation is completed and the patient is safely discharged from the hospital."

"I know that." Ji Xiang smiled.

When he came to the anesthesiologist's duty room, Director Liu took out a cigarette and lit it.

"The second type is not common. After Professor Feidao came, he thought that the patient's family members or the doctors here had deducted his money from Feidao, and said that he would not go on stage."

"No way……"

Ji Xiang still doesn't understand.

"Do you know what the problem is?" Director Liu asked, looking into Ji Xiang's eyes.

But before Ji Xiang thought about it, he continued, "The information is poor."

"In a similar situation, there is a patchwork person in the middle. Go to the left to contact the patient and the patient's family; go to the right to contact the flying knife expert. They also want to make money. Who doesn't like red tickets, right?"

Ji Xiang was even more unfamiliar with this matter, and he even froze for a moment when Director Liu said that the red notes were red.

"If the money in the middle is taken away by the patchwork broker, neither the doctor who threw the knife, nor the patient, nor the patient's family will be satisfied."

"That's it!" Ji Xiang suddenly realized.

"That's why I generally don't get involved in the middlemen's work to earn the difference." Director Liu said, "Xiaoji, sooner or later you're going to throw knives. Be careful with similar things."

"Yeah." Ji Xiang nodded, "Director, how do you think this matter will end?"

"It must be the experts of the flying knives who will pay the compensation." Director Liu said, "You can see that some unscrupulous doctors will do a lot of outrageous things, but all the doctors I have seen have super high emotional intelligence."

"Because the emotional intelligence is slightly worse, the patient and the family members of the patient have already sensed that something is wrong, and something happened early in the morning, and we can't wait until then."

What Director Liu said was very vague, but Ji Xiang could probably understand it.

Some words cannot be described by using the method of not passing on six ears. Even if there are only four ears, Director Liu's words are ambiguous.

"There's nothing wrong with it now." Director Liu said with a smile, "Xiaoji, let me tell you something."

"Director, tell me."

"It's not that I'm urging you. I've passed the test. Do you need to hurry up and write the article? I know a few experts in the review team of Zhonghua Urology."

"Thank you, Director. I've finished writing. I'll go back and polish it today, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." Ji Xiang said.

"Hurry up, I'll do the polishing..." Director Liu said with a smile, overflowing with a teachable smile.

Writing articles and publishing papers is essentially a way of communication, but now it has evolved into water papers.

Like an assembly line, international scientific research papers, SCI papers, and even papers from the world's top journals can be bought with money.

This kind of thing has become an industrial chain, and everyone in the industry knows it.

Director Liu was really afraid of Jixiang's neck sting, and he showed a gesture towards Qin Chuqin's boss, thinking that a paper with the prefix "water" was an insult to academics.

If that's the case, the provincial self-administration department that I'm helping Jixiang contact doesn't make any sense.

Fortunately, Jixiang has been doing it silently, and he can give the paper to himself after polishing up.

It seems that Jixiang is still very concerned about this matter.

"Brother Zhao is getting old, he has no papers, no scientific research, and he can't be promoted. Although he is good at surgery and careful in his work, he has never been able to be the deputy chief physician." Ji Xiang sighed.

"..." Director Liu frowned.

Ji Xiang's words are a bit full, he is still a doctor of Guipei himself, but he is worried about Zhao Zhe.

……

……

Xu Leyu was particularly unhappy, but Professor Deng Chaohong Deng rarely "asked" himself for one thing, and he agreed to deal with the troubles caused by the patient's family.

Just as Director Liu had guessed, the patient's family hired a broker to contact Professor Xue from the imperial capital for the operation, but a sum of money was deducted in the middle, causing trouble except for the broker, and no one else was satisfied.

Xu Leyu didn't comfort Professor Xue too much. The patient was under anesthesia, and Professor Xue just scolded others, so he could still go out and tell the patient's family members—need to pay more?

If that's the case, I'm afraid that once something happens, the cost of suppressing it will be astronomical.

Professor Xue scolded and scolded, but he would never turn around and leave, he would definitely have an operation, scolding is to vent his anger.

Sure enough, Professor Xue scolded for 10 minutes as if there were two 10-level queens in the anti-stress bar.But in the end, he still changed his clothes and went in for the operation with an unhappy expression.

"Deng Chaohong is a bastard, he must have done it." Professor Xue scolded while brushing his hands, "I knew he was a villain when I was in school, and I knew all kinds of stretching and stumbling."

Xu Leyu remained silent, doing his job well.

"Where is Deng Chaohong?" Professor Xue asked.

"There is also an operation on his side." Xu Leyu replied.

"What surgery?"

"A weightlifter from the provincial team is training extra for next year's National Games, and the result is a rotator cuff injury."

"This operation is also his!" Professor Xue said contemptuously, "Deng Chaohong did it, and the patient will be useless! What is the key point of the operation, the doctors in his place can't figure it out at all."

(End of this chapter)