This was not the first time that Xiang Xueming was kicked out of the operating room.

Interns are like gauze in the operating room. You can’t do it without it, but its supply is really large. Therefore, if the surgeon is unhappy, he will kick out the interns. If the assistant needs it, he will send interns to do it. The nurse will watch.

If there are too many people in the operating room, the interns will be kicked out...

Being kicked out by patients... is actually quite common.

During ward rounds, there are always patients who don't like to be surrounded. Most of them won't say much, but there are also some who have a strong temper and are strong in action. They will scold the interns out in a few words.

Xiang Xueming looked directly into the eyes of the middle-aged aunt, instantly judged her power, and then left the treatment room silently.

He couldn't bear to leave, so he stood at the door and listened to the sounds inside, just like during his internship.

"Now that suturing has been done, it's time to consider anatomical issues." Ling Ran's voice came out very penetratingly: "The problem of scar tissue is very complicated. It is no longer just about the epidermis, dermis, and subcutaneous tissue.

The anatomy problem can be solved. We also need to observe the sebaceous glands, sweat glands, arrector pili muscles and even the skin vesicles..."

"It can't be done, right?" Dr. Miao's voice was filled with doubt. Since he left the hospital, he has been engaged in the cosmetic injection business to make a living. If he hadn't known that Ling Ran would not talk nonsense, he would probably laugh out loud now.

Ling Ran also made a long sound: "If you can do it, it should be perfect."

"That must be perfect." Dr. Miao laughed.

"Well, in general, if some physical and chemical examinations can be done, it will be helpful for suturing. At least it can serve as a guide for doctors' operations..."

"There is no way the patient would agree."

"kindness."

"It's time to envy foreigners' free medical care. Doctors can do whatever tests they want. There is no need to negotiate over money." Dr. Miao clicked his tongue twice. This is what he has learned now.

There is no way out if we strive for excellence.

Xiang Xueming, who was listening outside the door, heard some clues and couldn't help but feel something.

"Okay." Ling Ran quickly completed the suturing, cut the thread shorter with scissors, and said to the patient opposite.

Dr. Miao quickly followed: "I'll bandage it."

Ling Ran stood up with a "yes" and said to the patient: "Don't get wet, don't exert force, it will be fine soon."

"Will it leave a scar?"

Dr. Miao said faster: "Whether or not you will leave a scar is related to your physical constitution, and it is not just a matter of suturing..."

He talked a lot, because he said it every day, and he was very skillful.

When the patient was said to be a little confused, Ling Ran had already walked out.

He looked at Xiang Xueming at the door again and asked, "You just said surgery, please help?"

"It's like this. I went to work at Cangping District Hospital and was assigned to the Bazhai Township Branch. There are only two people in total..." Xiang Xueming quickly said a few words of introduction, and then said: "I'm thinking about whether I can

Doctor Ling, please send two people to our Bazhai Township branch to perform surgeries regularly."

"You are a branch of Cangping District Hospital. Shouldn't Cangping District Hospital send people to perform surgeries?" Ling Ran asked strangely.

"It's supposed to be like this, but there are only a few doctors in the district hospital who can operate, and they are afraid of being left in the branch hospital, so they are unwilling to go." When Xiang Xueming said this, he said cautiously: "One more,

When the district hospital goes to the branch hospital for surgery, it is equivalent to normal work. If other hospitals come, we can ask for a knife."

This was Xiang Xueming's first time using a flying knife, and what he did was extremely jerky.

Ling Ran was used to it. For him, there was not much difference between being a medical school classmate or an intern, or a chief physician at a certain county hospital.

Ling Ran thought for a moment and asked, "You have the corresponding operating conditions, right? How many beds and nurses are there? Where are the operating room equipment?"

"There are 20 beds, 5 nurses, all with certificates, and they go through the operating room. The equipment can be used for laparotomy and laparoscopy, as well as X-ray machines and consumables... Can we ask a medical representative to send them over?" Xiang Xue

Even though I actually don’t know much, I can only pretend that I know a lot.

Dr. Xiong, the resident doctor at Xiagou Clinic, passed by and interjected, "The consumables you use are too few. The medical representatives will not send them to you."

Xiang Xueming reluctantly said: "I've seen people give away a Kirschner needle..."

"It depends on who it is given to. I have also seen a medical representative who gave a can of black toothpaste to the director at 3 o'clock in the morning. Can you do it?" Dr. Xiong was rude to the intern Xiang Xueming and said to him by the way.

Ling Ran said: "Little boss, our clinic has just been renovated and we can make money in whatever we do. Why bother going to a small place to perform flying knives?"

"Don't bother Dr. Ling. Of course, it would be best if Dr. Ling is willing to come. Other doctors can do it, as long as he can perform the surgery." Xiang Xueming planned three surgeries a day for 2,000 yuan, which is only 600 yuan per surgery.

It costs 10 times that amount, plus assistant fees and travel expenses.

Ling Ran said nonchalantly: "If you have special cases, you can also contact me, or send them to Yun Medical. 20 hospital beds are quite a lot. If they are operated at full efficiency, they can be enough for two attending doctors."

"We can provide 10 beds now." Xiang Xueming quickly added.

He was really afraid that Ling Ran would use 20 beds and there would be no beds by then.

For surgical patients, 10 beds and 5 nurses are already stressful enough.

"Ten pictures, okay." Ling Ran looked at Xiang Xueming again and asked, "Who do you want?"

Everyone present could feel Ling Ran's rapidly fading interest.

For Ling Ran, 10 hospital beds only takes about two days. If all laparoscopic surgeries are performed, one surgery takes about an hour, and 10 hospital beds can be filled in one day...

For a small hospital like Bazhai Township Branch, 10 beds are filled, and God knows how long it will take before they are vacated.

Coupled with the gap in nursing level, it would be meaningless for Ling Ran to go to the Bazhai Township branch to get a knife.

However, there are always doctors who are willing.

Xiang Xueming had already thought of someone, and now he quickly said, "I want to ask Dr. Zhang Anmin."

Ling Ran raised his chin and said, "Zhang Anmin is a hepatobiliary surgeon."

"As long as you agree, I will go to him and talk to him." Xiang Xueming spoke a little nervously. After thinking about it, he felt that this was the most suitable candidate.

Compared with other members of Ling Ran's treatment team, Zhang Anmin has more comprehensive skills, more experience and qualifications, and can save a lot of trouble.

And compared to the non-Ling Ran team's chief executives, Zhang Anmin was easier to hire.

The most important thing is that Zhang Anmin is still very poor.

What Xiang Xueming needs is a physician with comprehensive skills and the ability to solve problems independently, who is willing to travel for 6 hours every weekend and work another 8 hours just to earn 2,000 yuan...

To be honest, even if he went to invite Zhang Anmin, Xiang Xueming felt that he needed Ling Ran's banner.

"Let me call and ask Zhang Anmin." Ling Ran said and took out his cell phone.

Xiang Xueming instantly became more nervous, and at the same time, he also had considerable expectations.

The results of Ling Ran's phone call and his search were obviously different.

Ling Ran took two steps away, walked back, hung up the phone, and said, "Zhang Anmin will give it a try later, just contact him again."

"Is this good?" Xiang Xueming was stunned.

"This is a faction." Dr. Xiong suddenly sighed.

Ling Ran and Xiang Xueming both looked at Doctor Xiong.

"Don't you understand the doctor's faction?" Doctor Xiong asked back.

Ling Ran and Xiang Xueming shook their heads together.
Chapter completed!