Chapter 337 I am a poor person! (Please subscribe)
"Who decided happily with you? Isn't this a waste?" An Ruo rolled her eyes at Zhou Cheng, a little afraid of leaving the impression of a prodigal girl in Zhou Cheng's eyes.
"What's the waste of this? It needs to be changed in the first place, so let's just say it, I'll place the order." Lu Cheng placed the order. He remembered An Ruo's address in the Magic City clearly, so there was no need for An Ruo to
agree.
An Ruokou said rudely, and then quickly moved the topic away. Otherwise, if we continue talking on this topic, the video would probably be blocked: "Zhou Cheng, you said before that you were going to become a teacher in Chang City.
How's the proposal going?"
"You are going to be a lecturer now? Generally, only attending professors and associate professors have such a salary." An Ruo said with some envy.
In China, more and more attention is paid to undergraduate education. For undergraduate teaching, basically only professors or even directors of departments, or even department directors, are qualified to teach. Of course, this is a relatively good undergraduate institution.
Professors who are qualified to be tutors for master's or doctoral students may not be qualified to teach undergraduate students.
"Hi!~"
"This is not the same concept. I just want to give it a try. You also know that teaching can only be understood after you start teaching. I only came up with this theory after contacting my fellow countryman, Fang Yun.
I just want to try it out.”
"It's just a pity. He is so talented, and he returned to the county town after staying in Changshi for less than a month." Zhou Cheng slightly sighed. The reason why he had such an idea mainly came from
Fang Yun.
"No response yet?" An Ruo asked.
"Well, as for personal practice, as long as you can do it, you can get it. If you want to be a teacher and you are a university teacher, you will probably have to consider more and there are some procedures. Don't rush it yet."
"Oh, by the way, I will leave the topic of basic anatomy theory to Yang Yifeng, and you will do the deepening of anesthesia-related fields. It is equivalent to him doing the theoretical basis and you doing the application part." Zhou Cheng knew that An
If you feel bad about Yang Yifeng, please make it clear in advance.
An Ruo nodded indifferently: "Okay, now you should share some of your ideas with others to save yourself effort, but Zhou Cheng."
"You are willing to give such a big and important topic to Yang Yifeng?" An Ruo also naturally knows that the more basic something is, the harder it is to shake it, but the more basic thing is, the more important it is.
This is worthy of the Nobel Prize.
This highest award will never be awarded to the developer of a certain surgery or treatment method, but will be awarded to researchers whose research has the most special significance...
"Then there's nothing to be reluctant about. Yang Yifeng and I are currently on the same team. How can one person handle every topic?"
"I predict that if this project is to be fully developed, the number of people in the team will not be less than twenty." Zhou Cheng replied.
When doing a project, there is no such thing as giving up or not. Basically, it requires the participation of many people. Some people will provide ideas and others will contribute. It is just that the people who provide ideas will have a more difficult time, but those who contribute will have a simpler task.
It's all an experience.
For a topic that can be completed by one person, unless it is a basic subject area, such as mathematics, physics, etc., otherwise, the degree of completion and influence of this topic are generally of little significance.
Anything that has a major impact cannot be accomplished by one person.
"Then we have to kill them properly next time." An Ruo thought for a while, and first started with her best friend.
Hearing this, Zhou Cheng said: "It doesn't matter if we treat guests to dinner, but Yang Yifeng told me today that he didn't want to be named on such an issue at first. He didn't seem to like being famous, and he was a little careless. In the end, I persuaded him
he."
When An Ruo heard this, her temper got angry: "This Yang Yifeng is like this, taking advantage of his talent and playing with things to lose his ambition."
"You don't cherish your talent, but you go to write some novels. Where can there be people like him? If it weren't for the fact that he is your friend and the boyfriend of my best friend, I would never want to have anything to do with him in my life." An Ruo was particularly fond of him.
Filled with righteous indignation.
Zhou Chengxin said, this is exactly what Yang Yifeng was thinking, An Ruo.
Zhou Cheng also disagrees with Yang Yifeng's ideas, but his thoughts and concerns are still valuable for reference: "An Ruo, we are not each other's individuals, so we cannot fully stand in each other's perspective.
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"We are doctors, so we cannot stand in the patient's perspective. When we are patients, we cannot stand in the doctor's perspective completely. This is caused by a certain degree of cognitive impairment."
Seeing that An wanted to argue, Zhou Cheng preempted An Ruo's words: "I didn't ask you to get to know Yang Yifeng, but I don't think you need to have such great malice towards him."
"Don't encourage others to do good without suffering others' suffering."
"When Yang Yifeng's parents died, he was called and asked to go for emergency surgery."
When An Ruo heard this, her expression froze, and then her emotions slowly calmed down.
"As a doctor, he has the unshirkable responsibility to perform emergency surgery. As a son of man, he should be filial to his parents. This is human nature. As a patient's family member, I hope to find a better doctor so that my loved ones can receive better medical conditions.
That’s right.”
"Everyone will make their own choice. There is no right or wrong choice. It's just that the nature of the career is different."
Zhou Cheng did not discuss the matter of the special health care group in depth with An Ruo, because An Ruo's position was different. She might be one of the people being served, so she naturally felt that its existence was reasonable.
After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, An Ruo said, "Is Yang Yifeng so powerful? Is there anyone who insists on asking him for surgery?"
"Yang Yifeng is very powerful." Zhou Cheng nodded and gave Anruo some popular science.
This is a man who has been tempered in the simulated world many times. Zhou Cheng does not need to question his power at all.
"Oh..." An Ruo replied with one word, and then dropped the topic.
When the time came, An Ruo was asked to go to bed by Zhou Cheng. It was very important for everyone to get enough sleep.
Zhou Cheng also lay on the bed, and did not fall asleep immediately, but was thinking about a deeper problem.
People in the world will have one requirement for doctors, that is, those whose virtues cannot approach the Buddha cannot be doctors.
But the original source of this sentence is.
"Those who do not have knowledge of the past and present, who do not understand heaven and man, whose talents are not close to immortals, and whose heart is not close to Buddha, would rather farm and weave for food and clothing than mistreat the world by practicing medicine!" This is the requirement for doctors.
"Filial piety, loyalty, trust, etiquette, justice and integrity." Is this the basic requirement for all people in ancient times?
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There are not many surgeries scheduled for Thursday. Most of them are fracture surgeries. There is not much that Zhou Cheng can do, just assist, give guidance, and help when necessary.
Zhou Cheng did not admit more complicated patients in Monday's outpatient clinic, so there were no surgery patients dedicated to him today.
After all the surgeries were over, Zhou Cheng was planning to play yo-yo.
Director Lu Bin, however, called out to Zhou Cheng: "Dr. Zhou, I've worked hard on you again today. Actually, it's not a big deal, but I kept you in the operating room all day."
Lu Bin also knew that in today's surgery, Zhou Cheng actually participated in very few operations, but it was like a rope tying Zhou Cheng down.
"Director Lu, you are being polite. I didn't do much in the department, so I feel guilty. At least I can still be of some use in the operating room. Otherwise, I don't know what to do." Zhou Cheng told the truth.
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When Zhou Cheng came to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, he didn't care about the patients, didn't write medical records, didn't answer emergencies, just performed surgeries, did ward rounds, and occasionally held small meetings. It was actually very comfortable. This was already the life of a senior doctor.
If he had gone to a large tertiary hospital, Zhou Cheng would not have been treated like this.
"Dr. Zhou, you are joking, asking you to do those trivial things, isn't it an overuse of talent? Moreover, our group is currently performing operations without you, so we don't dare to operate them in private."
"Well, Doctor Zhou, I have a few things I want to tell you. I wonder if it's convenient for you today, Doctor Zhou?" Lu Bin's words were extremely polite, as if he was afraid of offending Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng hurriedly said: "Say, Director Lu."
"The first one is Dr. Zhou. The family of the patient who went to Jin City for emergency surgery last week gave two cans of bacon and beef jerky yesterday afternoon. I put them in the office. This was their family's wish, and Zhou
The doctor said so, so I accepted it, and you have to go with me to get it," Lu Bin said.
"Oh, thank you!" Zhou Chengdu had almost forgotten about this and was a little touched.
"The second thing is, Dr. Zhou, Fang Miaomiao's limb sensation has recovered. You also saw it when we did the ward rounds in the morning. However, the patient's family members were all at work at the time. The escort and grandpa were here.
It’s very inconvenient, so I will do it at noon today.”
"Fang Miaomiao's father called me specifically. I hope Dr. Zhou can take the time to take a look before leaving get off work. Fang Miaomiao's parents will ask for leave to come here. Do you think that's okay?" Lu Bin looked at her sincerely. Zhou Cheng.
This time, he learned the lesson and didn't agree first. Instead, he asked Zhou Cheng's opinion and then gave his answer.
Just kidding, Yang Jun was ruined because of this incident. The stain on Yang Jun’s body is that when he was promoted to dean, he gave gifts and then started to have relationships. In other respects, he was greedy for no more than 20,000 yuan and was not lustful.
, not to mention cigarettes, alcohol and the like, it’s not a problem at all.
But since problems have been found, the position of the dean will definitely not be preserved. Now he has been transferred to the Health Committee and is sitting on the bench.
This Yang Jun is cleaner than himself, he just has a good reputation.
"Director Lu, I am free today. If I have to leave Chang City for something unexpectedly, I will inform you in advance. If there are no other circumstances, I will always be in Chang City." Zhou Cheng replied.
Before Yang Jun's incident happened, Zhou Cheng could occasionally receive consultation calls, and even if he wasn't allowed to go over, he would ask more questions. But now, Zhou Cheng is acting like an aloof boss all day long, not caring about mundane matters.
No worries.
Fang Miaomiao's lower limb transplant was performed by himself, and his nerve function would recover. This was expected by Zhou Cheng. However, if he wanted to achieve the immediate recovery after surgery that Fang Chujun and Muyin requested, he would have to go to the gods.
, it currently does not comply with the rules of healing and rehabilitation of the nervous system.
Now that she was recovering, Zhou Cheng had to give her two kinds of medicine, and also give her some recovery instructions to Muyin and the escort. He spent most of the day thinking about this matter.
Because he now knows no less than twenty rehabilitation techniques, all of which are useful, but he needs to choose the most suitable one that is most suitable for ordinary people to learn.
Lu Bin quickly smiled. He knew that Zhou Cheng was a person who would take the soft rather than the hard. Then he immediately said: "The third thing is that the people in our department, including the other two directors, hope that Dr. Zhou can do it."
Arrange another class."
"It depends on Dr. Zhou when the time is right for you. If it is convenient, we are willing to learn something together."
"Or do you think this is a good idea, Dr. Zhou? Director Quan said that he will list some questions. Dr. Zhou, since it's not convenient for you to attend class, you might as well spend some time on Friday morning to answer questions." Lu Bin started to get down to business.
Before, he had agreed with Zhou Cheng to give a small lecture, but this lecture could not be given randomly, but should be given according to the needs. Therefore, when he went back, he discussed with Quan Zhuolin and Tong Xun that this kind of lecture could be used.
In the form of question and answer, you take the initiative in the learning process.
"That's okay, Director Lu. Just arrange your time. I'm free recently." Zhou Cheng said with a happy expression after hearing this.
Recently, he has just started to think about the class. It is naturally the best thing to practice a few more times in the department before going to teach junior college students. However, he is afraid that Lu Bin and others will think that he is bullying others and taking their time.
Break time.
Now that Lu Bin brought it up on his own initiative, there was no reason why Zhou Cheng shouldn't do it.
After Lu Bin finished speaking, he and Zhou Cheng both changed their clothes and began to walk outside the operating room. Then Lu Bin said: "Dr. Zhou, the fourth thing is, Director Quan, come here.
I have a rather complicated patient. I hope you can go over and take a look at it after your ward rounds tomorrow."
"Originally, Director Quan planned to ask you to go directly tomorrow, so he asked me to ask your opinion in advance."
"What is the diagnosis?" Zhou Cheng asked.
"Infection, extensive infection. I've seen an MRI. From below the greater trochanter of the femur to above the ankle joint, there is a huge abscess cavity, but there is no bone destruction, which is very strange." Lu Bin said.
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When Lu Bin said this, Zhou Cheng also became interested.
Such a large-scale infection, but there is no osteomyelitis or bone destruction, so this infection is indeed a bit strange.
"Director Lu, did Director Quan go to the countryside for surgery today? If not, let's go see this patient today?" Zhou Cheng asked.
Directors like Quan Zhuolin are actually invited to perform surgeries by many small hospitals and county hospitals. After their rounds, they often go to those places for surgeries.
"That might not be convenient. Director Quan happened to go to An County today." After Lu Bin finished speaking, he added: "But if Director Quan knew that you were willing to see Dr. Zhou, he probably wouldn't have gone to An County."
Zhou Cheng hurriedly said: "That's not the case, Director Lu, Director Quan's own schedule is the most critical."
Quan Zhuolin, who is also the chief physician, has his own clinic, his own surgery days, and his own patients. If both of them have to take time off at the same time, Zhou Cheng will try his best to cooperate with the other.
As the two of them talked, they put the slippers into the box, put on their own shoes, and walked to the elevator outside the operating room. While waiting, Lu Bin asked again: "Dr. Zhou, what do you think Fang Miaomiao's condition is?"
Two legs, finally optimized, to what extent can they be restored?"
"I'm talking about the most optimistic scenario."
Zhou Cheng frowned after hearing this. This question should actually be asked by the patient and his family. As an orthopedic doctor, Lu Bin is very layman on this question. Of course, Zhou Cheng can also understand Lu Bin's pressure.
As for Fang Chujun, his power and current status in Chang City are still very high.
"It depends on the situation. I don't know what Fang Miaomiao is like before the surgery. If she studies art or dance, her career may be gone. In daily life, it probably won't be a big problem."
"Director Lu, let's talk about this in private. Because you also know that the concept of this kind of amputated limb transplantation is not yet mature. At present, according to the understanding of the industry, survival is the best.
"Zhou Cheng quickly explained.
You must not use what I tell you to trick Fang Chujun and show off his favors. If something unexpected happens and he makes trouble for me, that's not a problem.
You originally had an amputation, and I transplanted the severed limb. This was a favor. But in the end, if it caused a lot of irritation and you became a saint, then this would not be appropriate.
Three points of ability are used to make a living, six points of self-preservation, and one point of relying entirely on God's will. This is the principle of the doctor.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!
"That's natural, Dr. Zhou, I still understand."
"Dr. Zhou, to be honest, in my heart, I regard you as Teacher Zhou. It's just that you didn't let me call you, and you made me look older by calling you, so I didn't insist." Lu Bin quickly expressed his stance seriously and said:
Well-behaved.
Zhou Cheng smiled: "Director Lu, you are exaggerating."
Being a teacher sounds great, but the pressure is still huge. Besides, does Lu Bin really seem to be so honest? That's not necessarily the case.
Has the team of nurses in the department always been so good-looking? The purple clothes from the outpatient clinic haven't left yet. They're joking. Don't be careless.
You must not have the intention to harm others, but you must have the intention to guard against others.
After the elevator came, the two of them shut up. There were many people inside, greeting Lu Bin. Lu Bin quickly introduced to them that this was Zhou Cheng, an instructor of orthopedics, a young and promising person.
They hurriedly greeted Zhou Cheng again, speaking like Dr. Zhou and speaking like Teacher Zhou, with great enthusiasm. Zhou Cheng also responded enthusiastically, saying, "Well, people are so sophisticated. It doesn't matter if you are willing or not."
After getting off the elevator, the two of them went to Lu Bin's office first. The beef jerky followed Zhou Cheng's expectation. He took his own can back and left the other one in the department, which was cheaper for the doctor and nurse on duty. Of course, the portion was large, I guess.
I can eat it for a week, even if it rains and dews.
After doing this, the two of them took out the MRI scan that Fang Miaomiao had just done today. After carefully observing it for a while, Lu Bin said with emotion: "Dr. Zhou, it is unimaginable, the direction of this nerve
, it looks the same as before it was sutured. No wonder Fang Miaomiao can recover."
"Is it the same? There is still a difference. Director Lu, you see, in other unsutured areas, the edema signal will be much less. And, Director Lu, you see, at this level, we can also see knots and blurred spots
, this is the breaking point.”
"Without a few months of healing time, it is basically impossible to grow back. Now it is estimated that only part of the nerve fibers are in contact, so there is a certain feeling." Zhou Cheng said while talking about the existing defects after the operation.
Demonstrating his powerful film reading skills to Lu Bin.
Of course, there are even stronger ones. Zhou Cheng can even see which nerve fibers may have been restored, so the sensation in the corresponding area can be restored.
This is a bit too embarrassing and unbelievable. Zhou Cheng does not need to use this to scare Lu Bin. As for this theory, ordinary professors probably don’t understand it very well. Only a few top hand surgeons can have it.
contacted.
Lu Bin smiled and said: "Dr. Zhou, this is definitely going to happen. If you can do this, you are already amazing. I make a bold estimate. I guess not many people in Hunan Province can do it, right?"
"
Zhou Cheng also smiled and continued to read the film. NMR can basically show all the microscopic structures of the human body. It just depends on whether you can capture it.
Of course, this does not refer to the printed films, but to the complete set of original films. The printed films are cut, skipping a lot of information and aspects that radiologists consider to be secondary.
But in fact, there are a lot of things that can be read out using NMR.
In terms of X-ray reading, it is free in China, but overseas, the cost is many times higher than in China. An X-ray reading can cost between 800 and 1,000 US dollars.
This is definitely not applicable in China. If you take an X-ray in China, it will be 44 degrees Celsius, and some people will argue with you for a long time, thinking that you are wasting their money. You will be charged thousands to watch a movie, so I have to fight you tooth and nail.
This is the general environment. There is no way. This is also one of the biggest factors that prevent many medical students from staying abroad and not wanting to come back once they go abroad...
Five minutes, ten minutes later.
Lu Bin was almost asleep, his eyes were stunned. What on earth was Zhou Cheng looking at this time? If his nerves were well aligned, wouldn't it be over?
He was complaining in his heart, but on the surface, Lu Bin was still smiling and did not dare to disturb Zhou Cheng's film reading.
Zhou Cheng, of course, was actually reading the film. After watching it for almost fifteen minutes, he confidently stepped away from the film, giving Lu Bin face: "Director Lu, do you want to watch it again?"
Lu Bin shook his head, waved his hands, and smiled awkwardly: "No, no, no!"
He knew that when Zhou Cheng said this, he must have seen something, but he had been watching with Zhou Cheng, but he didn't see anything strange. This was something strange.
Then, Zhou Chengcheng and Lu Bin went to Fang Miaomiao's ward again.
After two weeks of training, Fang Miaomiao's expression recovered a little, and her face was at least rosy. When Zhou Cheng entered, Fang Miaomiao's mother Muyin was checking her sense of touch.
Fang Miaomiao shouted excitedly: "I feel it, I feel it. Mom."
Zhou Cheng knocked on the door in advance, and it was Fang Chujun who opened the door. After seeing Lu Bin and Zhou Cheng, he quickly greeted: "Doctor Zhou, Director Lu."
"Dr. Zhou and I will come here to see Miaomiao, and then we will go over the follow-up treatment plan based on the situation." Lu Bin said in an anxious tone, focusing on Zhou Cheng, which probably meant that, regarding chatting and favors, I
Come on, professional matters still have to be looked at by Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng smiled at him, then passed by and reached the bedside. When he saw Muyin leaving the bed quickly and not covering the quilt very well, Zhou Cheng pinched the corner of the quilt and asked, "Is it hurting now?"
Is the feeling still strong? It’s been two weeks since your surgery. Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be very painful anymore, right?”
"It doesn't hurt, it's just numb, a kind of numbness like an electric shock." Fang Miaomiao's voice was much more energetic than before. She stared at Zhou Cheng closely, blinking her eyes, and she was a little shy.
Before that, she had no intention of looking at Zhou Cheng's appearance, but today she saw that Dr. Zhou, who was highly praised by her parents, turned out to be so handsome.
"If you don't have much pain, then I can stop your painkillers. However, the dosage of hormones must be reduced. You can't stop it suddenly for fear of causing a rebound. But I will also control the dosage."
"Fang Miaomiao, I need to do some physical examinations on you. Please cooperate and just talk. Don't think about activities." Zhou Cheng explained clearly to Fang Miaomiao.
Fang Miaomiao nodded, Muyin and Fang Chujun who came over said, thank you for your hard work, Dr. Zhou.
Although the two of them didn't know how difficult it would be for Fang Miaomiao to recover now, no one in the entire Chang City dared to take over, and even after surgery, no one was as confident as Zhou Cheng. They knew that the doctors and
The gap between doctors is sometimes huge.
Ten minutes later, Zhou Cheng tested multiple areas of Fang Miaomiao's lower limbs and found that Fang Miaomiao's recovery was better than what he had seen on the MRI before. The current sensory areas were basically more
Up to five places.
This happened much faster than he expected. Zhou Cheng then said: "From today on, you will start taking oral medicine. Now that some nerve fibers have facilitated the connection, you will start taking oral nerve growth medicine. This will happen at the beginning."
I took it, but it didn’t have much effect. But now I think it’s just fine.”
"Also, when you recover in the future, you should pay more attention to these things..."
Balabala, Zhou Cheng talked a lot, but Fang Chujun and Muyin listened very carefully. It was not difficult, but quite cumbersome. However, the escort they hired was quite professional, so she already had a small notebook.
Note it down.
He also asked Zhou Cheng some very professional questions, and Zhou Cheng was slightly surprised.
Then Fang Chujun said that the escort used to be a rehabilitation practitioner, but later he found that the escort made more money than the rehabilitation practitioner, so he changed his career.
Zhou Cheng did not speak, but nodded, and discussed the treatment plan with Lu Bin. In fact, it was Zhou Cheng who relayed the changes to the treatment drugs to Lu Bin, and Lu Bin did not dare to have any other opinions.
After the ward rounds, Fang Chujun and Muyin once again expressed their invitation to Zhou Cheng for dinner. Zhou Cheng did not refuse directly this time, but just said: "Mayor Fang, we can talk about the meal after Fang Miaomiao recovers.
Then we can get together and have a casual meal."
"You are the patient's family now. This is against the rules. I'm really sorry."
Yes, doctors can make friends and have meals, but if you eat with the patient's family, you will be sued and it is unclear. Even though he knew that Fang Chujun and others could not sue, Zhou Cheng did not want to cause trouble.
Eat people with a short mouth and take advantage of others with soft hands!
After Zhou Cheng left, Fang Miaomiao stared at her father: "Dad, is this Dr. Zhou so powerful?"
Fang Chujun nodded: "Of course. If you didn't study medicine before, Dr. Zhou's current strength in the medical field is equivalent to that of a top programmer in your industry. He is at least on the same level as the great master you usually call him.
, maybe even stronger.”
Fang Miaomiao majored in computer science.
"Oh!" Fang Miaomiao nodded thoughtfully, a little shy.
Fang Chujun and Muyin glanced at her and comforted her, saying, "Don't think about anything else, just have a good rest first."
Then, Fang Chujun and Muyin walked out of the ward in a tacit understanding. Muyin first said, "Have you noticed that Miaomiao looks at Dr. Zhou a little differently."
"Don't think so much, she is still young, and besides, Dr. Zhou will definitely not fall in love with a patient. In professional terms, this is called empathy." Fang Chujun still knows something.
"Yeah." Muyin didn't say much.
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"Dr. Zhou, I just saw your expression. Is it true that Fang Miaomiao's recovery is better than we expected?" Lu Bin's observation and cognitive abilities are much stronger than those of Fang Miaomiao's family members in medicine, so
The tone was quite exciting.
Seeing Lu Bin's tone, Zhou Cheng said, "Indeed, Director Lu, if you want to send a case, this is a good example. I can cooperate."
Zhou Cheng thought that Lu Bin wanted to say this.
Lu Bin quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, Dr. Zhou, we don't dare to say this. If you want to say it, you have to take the lead. We can do it together. It's only now that the stone in my heart has fallen to the ground."
"This Fang Miaomiao's relationship is unusual. I'm afraid that it will cause a lot of trouble and medical disputes."
Accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Fang Chujun is not a king, but he is also in power. Contact with such people constitutes a medical relationship. If done well, it will definitely be meaningful. If done poorly, it will be quite troublesome.
Lu Bin knew that no less than several people had sat on the bench. You want everyone to understand your difficulties from a professional medical perspective, which is absolutely impossible.
Even if they can't find anything wrong with you, if others want to mess with you, you have to leave.
Zhou Cheng did not continue Lu Bin's topic, but changed the topic: "Director Lu, we can write a case report. Now that we have done it, we can still explain to everyone that there is such a thing in this world.
of."
"Also, Director Lu, if I don't talk about this case again tomorrow, I don't know if it will waste your time."
When there are cases, it makes sense to talk about it, and everyone can understand it and be more interested.
"Yes, there must be one." Lu Bin was overjoyed when he heard this!
What kind of surgery is this? Replanting a broken limb after amputation is much more difficult than simply replanting a broken limb. Zhou Cheng is willing to talk about it. Even if he can't learn everything, he has learned some. When dealing with similar problems in the future,
You can lift a heavy weight with ease.
Why does amputation exist? It just can't save the leg.
If you can save limbs that others cannot save, then you are awesome. This is objective!
"Doctor Zhou, look, do we need to prepare something? I'll ask Xiao Qin to prepare it." Lu Bin said quickly to please.
Zhou Cheng had led a teaching round before, but Qin Ming said that Zhou Cheng was a little unhappy because their understanding of the disease was insufficient and in-depth. Others were ready to teach, but you were not ready to learn.
Isn't that just a high-level tour of things?
What's the point?
Teaching is an active process, and learning must also be an active process. If you are passively taught, you will not learn at all.
"You don't need too much preparation. You can just search for some relevant literature. However, because I am in a hurry, the courseware I prepared may be a little rough!" Zhou Cheng said.
Then, Zhou Chengcheng refused Lu Bin's dinner invitation and went to find Zhang Zhengquan instead.
I didn’t drink. I still had to do coursework in the evening, so I decided not to drink.
Zhou Cheng originally wanted to have a meal with Zhang Zhengquan, but while eating, Zhang Zhengquan suddenly said: "Zhou Cheng, what do you think, how about I recruit Director Zhang from Changshi First Hospital to our company?"
"What are you going to do? Others are doing it well." Zhou Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked.
"It's not like he's doing anything. Just tell me, Director Zhang, who has a master's degree in joint surgery and a doctor's degree in spinal surgery, comes to deal with trauma. It's like a dog."
"Just yesterday, and today, I went to talk to Director Zhang and found that he was really depressed. I thought, since he is not in this business, come to our company, and I will offer him twice his current annual salary.
Three times is not a problem." Zhang Zhengquan felt a little bit screwed up.
Zhou Chengcheng said: "No, you must not do this. If Director Zhang has the will, it is his own choice. If you take action midway now, you are taking advantage of others' danger. Director Zhang is a good doctor, regardless of whether he is
He would be a good doctor if he didn't do his own thing."
"Now there are not enough high-end medical talents in Chang City, so you still poach people."
"Is this a waste of talent?" Zhang Zhengquan insisted on his own thoughts.
"As long as it's out of necessity, even if you're not doing what you're best at, it's not excessive waste."
"Eat well. Don't do this kind of thing. Really. Otherwise, if people regret it in the future, you will become a bad person. There is no need." Zhou Cheng advised.
Is it a waste? Zhou Cheng also thinks it is a waste, but this is a reality.
Just like him, isn't he in a state of idleness now? If he really does things according to his abilities, even exhausting himself to death is not enough. He can do many orthopedic surgeries, but he can only do part of them.
To meet the needs of some people, one needs to work hard and work hard enough!
"Okay, I still think that this talent is in the wrong place in the trauma surgery department." Zhang Zhengquan sighed.
"We are trying and exploring now, don't do these things that are not available. Quanzi, just in time, we are going to do a non-patented project and need some money. Can you invest first?" Zhou Cheng wanted to ask.
I asked Zhang Zhengquan if he was willing to work on that basic topic.
"What topic? How much?" Zhang Zhengquan was particularly arrogant.
"It may be a bit much, even more than the minimally invasive fractures done before, but if you can do it, the country will not treat you badly, and the world will not treat you badly either." Zhou Cheng lowered his voice and said sternly.
Apart from anything else, even if this topic does not win the Nobel Prize, after it has caused a sensation around the world, the country's Ministry of Scientific Research has given very generous rewards. This is to make China's basic medical research famous and improve its comprehensiveness.
Matters of national strength.
Zhang Zhengquan immediately became interested: "How much is your budget?"
"It might cost 60 to 70 million." Zhou Cheng felt a little guilty.
This is no small amount of money.
However, to fully carry out this project, it will cost more than this, and it will be thankless. There is no patent possible, but the hidden benefits and benefits it brings are tens of millions, or even thousands.
Nothing in the world can compare with it!
Zhou Cheng could go directly to Minister Gu to get the money, but Zhou Cheng still hopes to use this opportunity to make his brother's company famous.
"It's funny, no problem. If you need it, just tell me. Our company also has a scientific research department, and the budget I give them every year is currently 100 million. It can be increased at any time!" Zhang Zhengquan is completely indifferent.
A research patent on minimally invasive fractures, Zhang Zhengshu has evaluated, is worth at least 100 billion, and this is sustainable. When there are no fractures, there will be no market.
As long as a person is alive, fractures will always exist, no matter for various reasons, that's it!
"Hey, why are you being so polite?" Zhang Zhengquan was a little embarrassed. He had ruined it now and all he had was a few stinky money. Of course, this stinky money was very useful.
"Quanzi, you have to know that it's very difficult to get funding for research, and it's not certain whether it can produce results, and it might be in vain!" Zhou Cheng said.
If you really have to wait for state funding, even if Zhou Cheng goes to ask for money, it will definitely take a certain amount of time. If Zhang Zhengquan is not here, Zhou Cheng's previous projects may not have officially started yet!
"That's true, but it doesn't matter. We can use it if we have money, but don't spend it randomly. For example, what we ordered today was a bit wasteful."
"Brother Zhou Cheng, let me tell you, I am still very frugal in my personal life now. I pay myself the salary as an ordinary employee of our company. Excluding meetings, entertainment, etc., I use the deposit route. I ask the company for reimbursement.
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"Besides that, I use this salary for all the money. Well, even if the company reimburses me, I will deduct 20 for a meal, and I will deduct 20 for a taxi ride.
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"If you eat by yourself and pay for it by yourself, then just do it separately." Zhang Zhengquan said with all his heart.
"You have so much free time." Zhou Cheng heard this and couldn't laugh or cry.
"This is called life, brother, you can't understand the taste of it." Zhang Zhengquan looked indifferent, as if he was an expert from this world.
Zhou Cheng rolled his eyes: "I haven't realized that I am a poor person, a real poor person. I have no savings and no so-called reimbursement. If I buy something that is completely beyond my own wealth, I can only stare blankly."
"You are a fool to experience this."
Zhang Zhengquan was stunned when he heard this: "Brother Zhou Cheng, your opinion is very important, I want to write it down!"