"What's the lowest price for this vase?" Zhao Yilin took a fancy to a vase with a price tag of 129,800 yuan.
The waiter was refreshed and caught a big fish.
"Cut off the last digit, 120,000." The waiter said.
"It's too high. I'll buy it for 30,000 yuan," Zhao Yilin said.
"Then I won't suffer any loss. 100,000 is the lowest price."
"30,000. I won't buy even one cent more."
"80,000. I think you are also a discerning person. I won't make 80,000, okay?"
Director Xie said: "Forget it, who will buy it for 80,000? 30,000. Lao Zhao, don't worry, look around, her price is exaggerated."
"You are also a local. It seems that you are a doctor at the People's Hospital. Forget it, it's my bad luck. I'll give you 50,000."
Director Xie pulled Director Zhao and left. If he really wanted to buy a vase, Director Xie had an acquaintance and could get a bargain.
Several people are getting ready to leave.
"30,000!" the waiter said anxiously.
"Let's go, I don't want 30,000 yuan." Director Xie took the person and left. Zhao Yilin had no choice. He really wanted this vase.
Out of the gate.
Liu Miao said: "Will it be sold for 23,000?"
"Sell!"
The waiter really wanted to cry.
It was not open today, but she finally caught a fish and ran away. She was vomiting blood in her heart.
Liu Miao shouted from behind: "Liu Maqiao, come back and call Director Zhao back."
Zhao Yilin is back.
"23,000 should be the lowest price." Liu Miao said, I have bought here many times.
"Whatever the lowest price, floor price, basement price, I will earn 500 yuan." The waiter was really heartbroken and regretted not agreeing to 30,000 yuan earlier.
At this moment, Director Xie's cell phone rang. A patient with severe bleeding came to the department. His condition was very dangerous.
"Okay, okay, I'll be back soon. You talk to the family first and ask for neurosurgery consultation to see if craniotomy and decompression are needed. Well, yes, yes, the mortality rate is 50%, let's talk like this. No, no, don't worry,
Let me ask them, don’t ask for a consultation from outside the hospital yet. Director Zhao, can minimally invasive puncture be performed for a massive bleeding of 130 ml?"
"Yes." Dr. Zou answered quickly.
"Can you please work hard? I will ask the patient to pay for the consultation fee."
"The consultation fee doesn't matter. We can show up on a friendly basis. You can make arrangements first." Zhao Yilin said.
I bought a vase for 23,000, and I also got a pair of teacups, full of flowers, with colorful glazes.
It can be seen that the profit is not only 500 yuan, but this pair of flower-filled cups is worth 100 yuan. If she earns 500 yuan, is she willing to give away gifts?
Soon, I returned to the People's Hospital.
The atmosphere in the neurology department is very tense, and even the patient's family members think there is no hope.
"Director, you are back. We have talked with the patient's family. They expressed their understanding and hope that we will try our best. The patient is only in his fifties and is the pillar of the family." The person who looked like the attending doctor said to Director Xie.
By chance, the patient’s family members gathered around.
Director Xie said loudly: "Just in time, you are here. Let me tell you, the mortality rate of 130 ml of massive bleeding is more than 50%, which means that one out of every two people will not be saved. You are lucky, there happens to be a
Several doctors have just finished the operation here. The operation on Parkinson's disease complicated with cerebral hemorrhage was very successful. You can ask them to do it for you. How about it?"
"That's great. We'll pay you how much."
"Well, the fees for hiring experts from above are usually 3,000 to 5,000, and sometimes they charge 7,000. Today we are a gold medal team, so we should charge 7,000. However, they have a good relationship with me, and they are doing friendly consultations, so you can give us 5,000."
"Okay, 5000 is 5000..."
"But, having said that, even experts don't say they can definitely save her. If, I mean, if she can't be saved, you can't blame her."
"Yes, we won't, we understand."
"Well, if you understand, we can do things freely. Oh, by the way, no matter what the situation, the expenses will be paid."
"Okay, okay, director, please arrange the surgery as soon as possible."
"I will, and I will do it as soon as possible. But we also need to make it clear what needs to be said, right?"
The patient was pushed to the operating room.
Liu Miao went to the friendship class, and it was such a pleasure to accompany Liu Miaoqiao during the operation!
Liu Maqiao followed Director Zhao and Dr. Zou into the operating room under the burning eyes of the patient's family members.
"That's them, right?"
"The expert is not very old, he is in his fifties, right?"
"There are apprentices and there are disciples and grandchildren."
"You can tell at a glance that the old man is capable and has a kind of wisdom in his eyes."
"That disciple is so handsome!"
……
"We meet again." Liu Miao joked.
"It's fate." Zhao Yilin answered.
Liu Muqiao smiled.
Dr. Zou has a low self-esteem. In this situation, he is a marginalized person. Technically, he only has a job of doing odd jobs and flirting with girls. His age, appearance, status, and girls will not even glance at him.
"I am responsible for monitoring the condition. 100 ml of mannitol, quick drip." Zhao Yilin quickly entered the command position.
"I'll make preparations." Dr. Zou was very conscious.
"No, this patient belongs to you." Liu Maqiao said.
"What? Say it again." Dr. Zou thought he heard wrongly.
"You come to do the puncture on this patient, and I'll do it for you." Liu Maqiao had already found the clipper and started to prepare the skin.
Dr. Zou was stunned for ten seconds and said excitedly: "You... are such a good brother."
There is a big difference between playing the leading role and playing a supporting role, especially when there are beautiful women in the audience, and a supporting role suddenly becomes the leading role.
Dr. Zou almost jumped.
But he didn't.
He pretended to be calm.
Because Director Xie is by his side.
What would they think if they knew that I was supposed to be a walk-on?
Liu Miqiao's preparation work was extremely fast, starting from the haircut, to disinfection, positioning, draping, and skull drilling, which only took 3 minutes.
The average doctor takes 7 to 10 minutes.
Dr. Zou picked up the puncture needle and glanced at Liu Miqiao - it seemed that this glance meant eating vegetables, and then, the puncture meant eating.
The puncture begins.
Soon, the puncture hit the hematoma, and he slowly bled it out.
"Report physical signs." Dr. Zou commanded Zhao Yilin arrogantly.
Zhao Yilin is also very cooperative.
"Deep coma, pinpoint pupils, irregular breathing, heart rate 130 beats per minute, a small amount of ventricular ejaculation, blood oxygen 68, body temperature above 39°C."
Dr. Zou added another 20 ml of blood.
When he put it into 50 ml, he asked Zhao Yilin again.
Liu Muqiao wanted to laugh.
But he endured it.
At Antai Hospital, Dr. Zou would never dare to speak to Zhao Yilin like this. He would always say apologetically, Director, is the patient's condition okay?
Today, he said awesomely: "Report the situation!"
But, having said that, this makes it more like a team - everyone is irreplaceable.
"Stop!"
Zhao Yilin gave a light drink.
"Defibrillator!"
Liu Muqiao turned around and took the defibrillator in his hand. He had been guarding against this move for a long time.
"Bang!"
"Come again!"
"Bang!"
"Okay, I'm back."
Today the roles have been reversed. In the past, defibrillation was the exclusive domain of Dr. Zou.
Dr. Zou started bleeding again.
This time, I put 30 ml in one go.
Director Xie, who was standing aside, was very jealous when he saw the three of them working together seamlessly. Why don't I have such a team?
This chapter has been completed!