Indeed, there is only one big signboard - the Institute of Surgery, which is not identifiable and does not conform to the cognitive habits of ordinary people.
When patients come in, they don’t know what’s going on here, and colleagues don’t know what to do. They don’t know what kind of department this is. The scope of surgery is very wide.
After being reminded by Yang Ping, Dean Xia thought carefully and realized that this was indeed the case. So Dean Xia immediately called the Publicity Department and asked them to urgently send some signboards to the General Surgery Department.
The signboard should be made of copper and eye-catching. As for the font, Dean Xia decided to write it himself. He still had a certain degree of confidence in his calligraphy, so he notified the Publicity Department to come to the dean's office to get a template.
I heard that it was a matter of general surgery. The publicity department was very efficient. I received a call in the morning and the contractor sent the signboard in the afternoon.
Cardiovascular Surgery Research Institute, Brain Science Research Institute, Spinal Disease Research Institute, Sports Medicine Research Institute, Oncology Surgery Research Institute ---
Dean Xia felt that the door was so wide on both sides, with so much space on the left and right, that it was more than enough to hang a few signboards. Professor Yang was still polite and pushed back and forth. There is no need to be polite about this kind of thing. What's the trouble? It's just a little effort. It's just a few signboards. I'll do it right away.
arrange.
The workers began to hang signs in front of the general surgery door, and Dr. Xia personally directed them.
"A little left, a little right, a little up, a little more, a little more, hey! It's still a little short, come down, come down quickly---"
Director Xia put his hands on his hips and directed the workers to put up the signs. The workers did this several times, but Director Xia was not satisfied, so he simply called the workers down and went into battle himself.
He climbed up the ladder, but because he was too big, the ladder creaked and the worker holding the ladder trembled.
Dean Sun and the office director next to him shouted anxiously: "Slow down, slow down!"
Dean Xia was extravagant, climbed up the ladder, and began to hang each piece by himself until he was satisfied.
Hanging a few signboards on the wall makes the monotonous wall look more colorful.
The most important thing is that several research institutes have sprung up in Sanbo Hospital within one day. Their momentum is so majestic that there are few rivals in the country.
With so many research institutes, and the addition of stem cell laboratories, the entrance to the General Surgery Department suddenly seems to be of a higher standard. For those who don’t know, I would have thought that there are more than a dozen teams and thousands of people working inside.
It should have been like this a long time ago, but he still had backward ideas. Dean Xia patted the dust on his hands, put his hands on his hips and took a look, feeling very satisfied.
"Call Director Lan to come over and help check if the sign is correct?" Dean Xia looked at the hung sign and asked the director of the hospital office.
Director Lan is the director of the plastic surgery department. Ever since he became a disciple of Ivan, he has found nothing pleasing to his eyes. A corner of the floor tile is missing. He asked the logistics department to send someone to knock it out and install a new one. He also asked the logistics department staff to install the same one.
After searching around, I found the exact same color and pattern.
In the end, Director Lan was still not satisfied and said that there was color. The one just installed was brand new. The others were more than ten years old. How could they not have color?
Because of this, Director Lan complained to Director Xia about the logistics director, saying that the Director of the Logistics Department did not do his job properly and was perfunctory. Director Xia looked at the two small symmetrical cross scars on Director Lan's forehead and had nothing to say.
For patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder, there is nothing anyone can do.
So Dean Xia had no choice but to tell the director of the logistics department: "Just feel aggrieved and let him scold you a few times and the matter will be over."
The director of the logistics department looked aggrieved. If he were in another hospital, he would have criticized Director Lan a long time ago. But this is Sanbo Hospital. The clinician of Sanbo Hospital is me, let alone the department director. The logistics department is really good at providing services.
, not just words.
If you offend the department director, maybe at the year-end department director meeting, Director Lan, together with several directors, will dismiss the director of the logistics department. This is all something he asked for.
The director of the logistics department had no choice but to arrange for a cleaner to prepare a bucket of dirty mud and scrub it every day, finally achieving the effect of old floor tiles.
But it’s okay, since Director Lan had this problem, it is said that after breast augmentation surgery, the symmetry is very good, which has become the selling point of his breast augmentation surgery.
The director of the office really called Director Lan. Director Lan stopped in the distance and took a look: "That's right!"
If Director Lan says it is correct, then it must be correct.
"Does it look comfortable?" Dean Xia asked again.
Director Lan took another look: "Comfortable!"
Director Lan said it is comfortable, that is, it is comfortable.
Dean Xia felt relieved and let the workers call it a day.
"My plastic surgery department doesn't have enough space right now. Dean Xia, you have to help me find a way."
Dean Xia signed in and returned to the office, Director Lan followed him.
Since becoming a disciple of Ivan, Director Lan finally waited for the opportunity to realize his ambition. Under the guise of being Ivan's only disciple in China, he got wind and rain, combined with the marketing techniques of some private hospitals, and worked in a large university.
With the support of the owner of the private hospital, patients continue to come to Sanbo for plastic surgery.
The plastic surgery department of Sanbo Hospital has become a nouveau riche and has become the flow center of plastic surgery patients in the entire Nandu Province. Of course, Director Lan has not forgotten the owners of private hospitals who support him. We are all a community. He diverts some patients to private hospitals, and Lan
The director himself and the department doctors go to these hospitals to perform flying knives, and everyone makes a lot of money. It's good for you and me, and everyone is good, and the patients are satisfied, so why not do it.
"Director Lan, you have been going a bit wrong recently. It's not too late to correct it quickly."
Dean Xia reminded that Dean Xia still knows a lot about Director Lan, a marketing sect.
Director Lan was wondering. He had recently increased the revenue of the plastic surgery department countless times and became a major profit maker of the hospital. Why was the director still not happy and said that he had gone astray? How could anyone not work hard to make money these days?
, which hospital doesn’t make money? Isn’t this the right path?
"I heard that you have been very close to those private hospitals recently?" Dean Xia asked.
It turned out that this was the case. Director Lan nodded: "Yes, Dean, you can rest assured and rest assured that those hospitals are not black hospitals, they are all hospitals operating legally with formal licenses. Think about it, if they
If there is a problem, it has been investigated and dealt with long ago, and it is still open openly in the downtown area? Why are people still doing well, because it is a legal business, and as long as it is a legal business, there is nothing formal or informal."
"Are you still saying the same thing? What's going on in these hospitals? I don't know what's going on in my mind? You're using their marketing methods, right?" Dean Xia saw that Director Lan was stubborn.
"Legal business, legal income, everyone is like this." Director Lan was very persistent and wanted to convince Dean Xia.
Director Lan felt that he was on the right path, and the results were already showing. The number of patients in the department increased dramatically in a short period of time, and the department's income continued to double. It was difficult to realize his ambition, so how could he give up on this path?
"I know that you have been working hard recently, and the department's revenue has doubled several times, but I still say the same thing, we are a hospital, we can and must make money, otherwise everyone will go hungry? Let's behave ourselves
, Earn conscience money, earn the money you deserve, and don’t learn crooked ways, that’s what I mean.”
"Those people, especially women who come for plastic surgery, can pay one or two hundred thousand without blinking an eye. I can't earn it? If I don't earn it, others will earn their money. At least our surgery is guaranteed." Director Lan was not convinced.
Said in a low voice.
Dean Xia stared at him: "You are still not convinced."
Director Lan immediately surrendered: "Dean, can't I figure it out? Why can't we do marketing? I don't steal, rob, or lie. You don't know what they do-"
"Okay, you are also a capable person and can do great things. I absolutely believe that you can develop the department well, but---I won't say more. You go back and think about it slowly. We can have a good chat someday when you are free.
Let’s talk, in short, keep your mind straight, do you understand?”
Dean Xia is very busy and doesn't want to talk any more.
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Robert and August went to have dinner after get off work and noticed the difference in the door, with a few more signs.
The two of them stood at the door, looking at several signs. When were these signs put up? Why didn't they pay attention to them usually?
Robert waved and called the security guard at the door. He was very familiar with the security guard because he would give the security guard a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of drink every now and then.
"Brother Luo---"
The security guard was about to ask what was going on when he saw Robert and August staring at the signboard, so he said: "It was just hung up this afternoon. Dean Xia wrote it himself and hung it up himself."
"So, from now on, I can say that I studied at the China Sanbo Institute of Sports Medicine?"
Robert touched his red nose and was very satisfied.
August also nodded: "I can also say that I studied abroad at the Sanbo Institute of Spinal Diseases in China."
It seems that this signboard is very useful.
Come and take a photo!
Robert and August took photos alternately, posing with the sign at the gate. Of course, Robert's background was the sign of the Institute of Sports Medicine, while August's background was the Institute of Spinal Diseases.
At this time, Li Zehui also came out. Seeing the strange behavior of the two of them, he didn't know their intentions, so he followed them anyway. They were veterans and had experience. It would not be wrong to follow the veterans anyway.
"I'll also take a photo, facing the Institute of Cardiovascular Surgery in the back."
Li Ze will hand the phone to Robert, stand in front of the sign, and take a photo.
"We are all the first batch of international students in the institute." Robert said proudly.
"That means I should be the first person in Europe, right?" August held his head high.
"It's rare for the three giants of spine, heart, and sports medicine to gather together. I'm going to treat you to a barbecue nearby." Robert was very happy today.
"Drink some beer?"
"Drink up."
"Let's wait for another day. There is a department dinner today. Hurry over there. Teacher Five is already waiting."
"Let me check the address."
After saying that, the three of them looked at a few bronze medals with solemn expressions, and then looked at the eight-story building. In their hearts, this was a palace, a sacred palace.
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Song Hanhui's parents took their children off the plane and took a taxi to Sanbo Hospital. According to Professor Chen's previous instructions, they checked in at the Sanbo Hotel and had something to eat.
In the afternoon, we followed the hotel attendant’s guidance and found the General Surgery Department.
Looking at the sign at the door of the General Surgery Department, Lao Song said to his wife Yao Xiurong: "Look, this is the Institute of Cardiac Surgery. No wonder Professor Wang recommended us to come here."
"Institute of Cardiovascular Surgery---" Yao Xiurong read a series of research institutes.
"You said this institute is better than Fuwai? Isn't Fuwai the best in heart surgery in China?" Yao Xiurong didn't understand this.
Old Song understood, and he said in a tone that he disliked his wife: "What do you know, Fuwai is the most powerful hospital in the country. This is a research institute, and the research institute is at least one level higher than the hospital. This is like
Graduate students and college students, no matter how good you are, you will be number one among the college students, but now that I am a graduate student, you are on another level."
"What do you mean? Then we looked in the wrong place before? We should have come here directly before?" Yao Xiurong seemed to have understood.
Lao Song seemed to know very well: "That's not true. We can't come to a high-end place like the institute if we want to. We need a recommendation. Without the recommendation of Professor Wang and Professor Chen from Fuwai, we can't come."
In Lao Song's concept, what can be called a research institute must be one that studies high-precision technology and is a key department of the country.
"oh!"
"Look, there are many research institutes in this building. Look, they are researching the brain, spine, and tumors---"
When Lao Song saw the words "Institute", he felt very at ease. Professor Wang was recommending it to the higher ups.
The parents were discussing, but Song Hanhui didn't interrupt because he was very weak now and struggled to speak. He had to take a break after walking a few steps.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw several "heavily armed" security guards. The introductory nurse came up to ask about the situation, and then a security guard helped move things.
The institute is just different!
Old Song asked, and to go through the hospitalization procedures, he had to come to Professor Cao Zhenshan at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. Old Song also knew that he was just here to inquire about the situation.
"Professor Yang is the leader of your research institute, right?" Lao Song asked.
The security guard nodded: "Yes, Professor Yang is very powerful. He has recently published 13 CNS articles, ranking first in the world. Uncle, what's going on with your kid?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Now the security guards and cleaners of Sanbo Hospital all know what CNS is, what journals, what SCI, etc., they all know it.
Lao Song didn't know what CNS was, but he heard from the security guard that it was number one in the world. It must be absolutely amazing, otherwise he would dare to call it a research institute.
"The child was born with a heart malformation. He had surgery before, but now his condition is not good and he needs another surgery."
Seeing how enthusiastic the security guard was, Lao Song was willing to chat with him.
If he were in other places, Lao Song would not dare to strike up a conversation for fear of encountering a scammer, but the hospital and doctors recommended by Professor Wang are from research institutes, so he was very reassured.
"What you are talking about is congenital heart malformation, that is, congenital heart disease. Professor Yang recently performed a very difficult operation. The child is doing well now. The patients we have here are all recommended by outside hospitals. Others here cannot do it.
surgery," the security guard introduced.
"Yeah?"
"Of course, doctors from the United States and Germany are studying here."
Hearing what the security guard said, Lao Song felt more at ease. He was a research institute specializing in this research, so what was there to worry about?
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Yang Ping, Academician Wang and his team had dinner after get off work, and they happened to come out of the General Surgery Department together.
When leaving the gate, Yang Ping looked specifically at the sign at the gate.
Dean Xia, Dean Xia, I just asked you to help hang one piece, and you hang them all for me.
However, it looks quite beautiful this way. Not only does it not feel crowded, but it looks richer than before. In the past, the entrance was too monotonous.
Academician Wang, Professor Chen, and Professor Cao were a little surprised when they saw the sudden increase in signboards. How could it be so efficient? Not long after Yang Ping finished speaking, the signboards had already been hung up.
No wonder Professor Yang has stayed at Sanbo Hospital. This kind of treatment is probably difficult to achieve in any other hospital.
At this time, Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang came out. They had dinner with Yang Ping, and Xiaowu had already booked a room.
