"Teacher Zhou, I ordered four dishes and one soup, three meat dishes and one vegetable dish. Do you think there is anything else I need to add?" Zhou Cheng walked in again, and Fang Yun said to Zhou Cheng rather shyly.
"Okay, if your appetite is not very good, I think we can subtract one more dish." Fang Yun treated the guests, but Zhou Cheng still didn't want him to spend so much money.
Nowadays, Fang Yun has taken charge of his own role in the department. He can basically complete all the surgeries that Chang Shi has come across. With his current strength, it is not difficult to find a job, but there are restrictions on academic qualifications.
Zhou Cheng asked Fang Yun what he thought, and he still hoped to study for a while.
"Teacher Zhou, that's what we ordered." Fang Yun quickly reported the menu to the waiter, urged the waiter to serve the food, and then sat there in a polite manner.
Zhou Cheng then asked: "Xiao Fang, are there any special patients in the department recently?"
As early as a few days ago, Zhou Chengcheng had almost never been in the team again. Lu Bin and Fang Yun were all responsible for the operations in the department. He only occasionally followed Wei Hong and Zuo Hu for emergency surgeries.
Fang Yun shook his head and said: "Teacher Zhou, not to mention special patients, even those with slightly more severe symptoms were taken away by professors who felt itchy and had nothing to do."
"Not to mention anything else, in our hospital, Professor Chen Jiwu and Professor Guo Lindong are surgery madmen. If they don't do surgery for a few days, their hands will feel itchy. They are also sensible. They can't do simple surgeries, but they see difficult ones.
He will take the initiative."
"When Mr. Zhou was still in the department, Professor Chen and Professor Guo were a little restrained. After you left the department, these two professors have expanded their business scope to our department."
"Tell Director Lu to accept more interesting patients. The current surgeries are too simple." Fang Yun's tone was quite helpless and filled with emotion.
Zhou Cheng's expression changed slightly when he heard this: "Xiao Fang, when I left the clinic, didn't I think you were quite excited? Wouldn't it be great to have the opportunity to perform surgery with Professor Chen and Professor Guo?"
Zhou Cheng had noticed this phenomenon a long time ago!
After many orthopedic experts and professors came to Chang City to teach subjects, most of the basic topics were divided up by anatomy professors. What orthopedic professors can do is to move the basic topics closer to the clinical direction.
Professors of anatomy cannot go to clinical practice. Due to the careful division of labor, each professor actually shares very few tasks.
And old professors like Chen Jiwu, who are skilled in surgery, are very busy on weekdays. After suddenly being free, they started to feel itchy hands after not sitting for a while. After finishing the topic, they went to the operating room.
Then I thought the surgery was simple, and I hoped that the department would admit more seriously ill patients, such as those with complex infections, or those with pelvic fractures and those who are about to die in emergencies, that would be the best.
Well, they think that for ordinary patients with fractures and trauma, the operation is not satisfying enough. If they feel that it is not done enough, the operation is over and it is not difficult.
There is a kind of mathematics doctor who suddenly returns to the primary school classroom and feels that the questions are too simple. It seems that a teacher with a bachelor's degree has to give some difficult questions to satisfy...
This may be a bit difficult for Lu Bin and others. Changshi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine is only a prefecture-level city hospital in Chang City. There must be severe patients in the area, but their first choice for treatment is several hospitals in Shashi. Occasionally, they come to prefecture-level cities.
Most of those who went to the hospital were kept by various hospitals.
The number of patients who can come to Changshi Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is limited after all. Before, they were in West China or Kyoto Third Hospital, where there were more patients and they could pick and choose. But now, if Lu Bin really wanted to deliberately seek such a difficult surgery, he would not do it.
Hard to find.
Basically, after contacting various county hospitals in prefecture-level cities, it only takes a few days to encounter one case.
When Fang Yun heard Zhou Cheng's question, his eyes flashed and he murmured in a low voice: "Teacher Zhou, who could have imagined that after following you, what I would learn would be almost the ceiling of the subject?"
"Speak louder." Zhou Cheng didn't hear what Fang Yun said clearly and motioned for him to speak louder.
Fang Yun immediately changed his words: "Teacher Zhou, thank you for teaching me a lot. I now feel that I have a solid foundation. The surgeries performed by Professor Chen and Professor Guo did not add much to my knowledge."
!”
Fang Yun didn't mean to flatter him, but it was a fact that what he learned from Zhou Cheng was good enough.
What Fang Yun originally thought was that Zhou Chengdu was already so powerful, wouldn't it be great if he could learn one and a half moves from Professor Chen Jiwu or Professor Guo Lindong?
Finally, after Professor Chen Jiwu and Professor Guo Lindong arrived at the second ward of the Department of Orthopedics, Fang Yun felt that the surgeries performed by these two professors were just like that. They were still one level behind Zhou Cheng, and he could also do it.
Come down to this level.
Fang Yun didn't know if he was a little distracted, but he really thought so. He missed the days when Zhou Cheng was still in the department.
Although Zhou Cheng stayed in the department for more than two months, he still gained something every day. However, after Zhou Cheng left the department for clinical practice, it took a week for Zhou Cheng to learn such a few things.
Zhou Cheng heard this and teased: "Fang Yun, do you know that even Professor Bu Haoran would not dare to say this?"
I feel a little happy in my heart, Fang Yun, you finally discovered something is wrong, right?
Just kidding, do you think everyone has the skills I have?
Zhou Cheng has never said that he is powerful, and there are many skills that he has not revealed to others. Others did not understand, so he did not mention them.
But with Fang Yun, Fang Yun can always catch the different things about him, and then fight to get to the bottom of it. Fang Yun's behavior finally satisfied Zhou Cheng's damn vanity!
Fang Yun quickly straightened his face and lowered his voice: "Teacher Zhou, you won't betray me, right? This is the only thing I dare to say to you."
Fang Yun was a little scared. He was not Zhou Cheng, he was just the lowest student now. If Professor Chen Jiwu or Guo Lindong knew that Fang Yun said they couldn't teach him, they would have to play him off.
"Don't talk too much, and do things in a measured manner, one step at a time, and never make any advances. You should know that I don't dare to make any advances now." Zhou Cheng took the opportunity to hit Fang Yun.
It can be said that Fang Yun is the person he has taught the most so far. He has basically shown him half of his things, and Fang Yun also learns very quickly.
However, this half of the ability, and three-quarters of it, are currently unclear. Therefore, Zhou Cheng hopes that Fang Yun can control the situation well and not get him involved when the time comes.
Clinical practice is a cautious discipline. If you cannot tell what is good and why it is good using the existing evidence, then you are a bad person!
If there is no objective evidence and there is an advantage to patients if you use it on patients, then you are conducting experiments on patients, which will be particularly troublesome.
"I know, Teacher Zhou, I am already very restrained in clinical practice." Fang Yun said in a respectful tone and carefully assured.
"Well, Xiao Fang, what do you think of the current clinical diseases?" Zhou Cheng suddenly asked Fang Yun, wanting to hear Fang Yun's current views.
Fang Yun stayed at Changshi Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital for two months and saw quite a lot.
He also hopes to see how far Fang Yun's vision and level have reached.
When Fang Yun heard this, he frowned. After a while, he glanced around and replied: "Teacher Zhou, if you and other professors aside from you, Teacher Zhou, just see the doctors of our hospital, at present
The operations that can be performed routinely in the department are still difficult to perform skillfully if they are simply left to the directors here."
"However, being immersed in such an atmosphere, there has been a lot of progress compared to before."
"Last week, Director Zhang called me and asked me if I would go to Changshi No. 1 Hospital again." Fang Yun said subconsciously, and then after seeing Zhou Cheng's expression change slightly, he quickly reassured:
"Teacher Zhou, but I don't agree. If you didn't dislike it, Teacher Zhou, and my master summoned you, I would definitely not leave you, Teacher Zhou."
Zhou Cheng smiled and said nothing, not to mention Fang Yun's caution at the moment.
Fang Yun continued: "At present, the Trauma Surgery Department of Changshi First Hospital can already perform complex pelvic fracture surgeries independently, and the postoperative results are excellent. This was something Director Zhang Jin wanted to do before,
And it can’t be done.”
"Also, the Trauma Surgery Department of Changshi Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine has already had successful cases of routine replantation of severed fingers and replantation of severed limbs. Director Lu Bin and Director Quan Zhuolin have developed in different directions.
trend, which is a good thing.”
"However, after watching many operations, I still feel that the limb transplant surgery that Professor Wei and Professor Zuo can currently perform routinely is difficult for Director Lu and them, and this difficulty will not be achieved in a short period of time.
, it’s hard to get over it.”
"It's not that Director Lu Bin and the others are unwilling to learn, but that they have different tasks and perspectives. The number of simple amputation surgeries in Chang City has been reduced, and, in addition, there are currently professors of vascular surgery in Chang City.
After the instructor, fewer examples exist!”
"Even if you are very proficient in learning, the quantity that can be applied will not be enough when the time comes. Without enough quantity support, you will not be able to practice to a high level. Professor Wei also often flies to various places on weekends to find suitable practice cases, and then
Coupled with the support of the professors behind me, I learned very quickly!”
"But there is still a problem, that is, if this group of instructors leaves Changshi, the techniques that can be performed routinely will not be performed routinely, or if the failure rate increases, there will be some sequelae!"
When Fang Yun said this, his eyes flickered.
Hearing this, Zhou Cheng looked at Fang Yun with great relief. It was rare for little Fang Yun to be able to understand things thoroughly to such an extent.
Zhou Chenggong shook his head and said: "The instructor leaves the prefecture-level city hospital. This is a problem that will not occur for a long time. This guidance process will last at least a year, or even longer. Until!"
But when Zhou Cheng said this, he suddenly remembered that there were some things that were not suitable for Fang Yun to know, lest they damage his self-confidence.
Fang Yun raised his head and waited for the next words, but Zhou Cheng had no intention of continuing, so his eyes became somewhat resentful, but he did not reveal his thoughts to Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng also ended this more serious topic appropriately.
…
After dinner, Zhou Cheng and Fang Yun went back together.
Fang Yun was still asking: "Teacher Zhou, you just said that the instructors will stay in prefecture-level hospitals for a long time. Why is this? Is it because the clinical equipment and drugs are gradually being insufficiently distributed?"
Zhou Cheng glanced at Fang Yun and said: "The answers to some questions cannot be heard with the ears, nor are they suitable to be explained clearly with the mouth. They must be experienced with the heart."
"Find the answer yourself. Now you have the ability to find the answer."
There are some words that Zhou Cheng dare not say for fear of hurting Fang Yun's Taoist heart!
Fang Yun nodded.
Zhou Cheng continued to return home and began to improve his education and teaching theory.
However, not long after, Yang Yifeng took the initiative to call and asked him to go to the laboratory, saying that he had some problems that he wanted to discuss with him.
When there were enough manpower, Yang Yifeng rarely took the initiative to call Zhou Cheng to ask him to help, trying to free up more time for Zhou Cheng.
But since Yang Yifeng was beaten, there must be something bigger going on!
Chang City, in the office of a renovated laboratory building of a college.
Yang Yifeng brought the tea he had saved here. After Zhou Cheng arrived, he poured Zhou Cheng a cup while he himself drank coffee and explained: "I am more used to drinking this, not tea!"
"Okay! It doesn't matter what you drink, let's talk about things first. If we are chatting and having dinner together, you won't let me come here specially." Zhou Cheng asked.
"Tenghui and Linke companies may withdraw from the Chinese market in the near future." Yang Yifeng came up and gave Zhou Cheng a blow in the head.
"So anxious??" Zhou Chengrao was prepared, or he was frozen.
These two companies basically occupy at least 30 to 40% of China's equipment market share. Their sudden disappearance has created a gap that no company in the country can fill!
When the time comes, some people will really have to stand up. It’s hard for a clever woman to withstand this for a while!
Yang Yifeng continued: "What some people above are saying is that they hope to skip the clinical trial step and directly put something into clinical practice to replace the exit gap of these two companies!"
"No! Absolutely not!" Zhou Cheng stood up suddenly.
"The biggest one among them is the products of Zhongzheng Company. Zhang Zhengquan is the biggest beneficiary. You are the chief technical engineer of their company's products. Are you still worried about your own products?" Yang Yifeng asked with a frown!
"No, not even Zhongzheng. Principles are principles. You can't skip clinical trials and go directly to clinical trials for anything!" Zhou Cheng refused.
"Then what do you think we should do? Do we really need to reduce the number of surgeries, not perform surgeries on those who should be operated on, and let those who could be saved die if they don't deserve to die?"
"Others are easy to say, such as aortic dissection, heart rupture, aortic rupture, heart valves, cerebral infarction..."
"What do you think we should do about this type of acute and severe disease?" Yang Yifeng took a deep breath.
"Zhou Cheng, I'm not questioning you. The two of us cannot decide the above decision. We are just discussing this issue in private." Yang Yifeng made his attitude clear.
He, Yang Yifeng, is just a small person, and Zhou Cheng is also a small person. They can't influence any decision-making, and they don't discuss with them what should or shouldn't be done. They just comment objectively!
"Zhang Zhengquan asked you, and then he agreed?" Zhou Cheng asked angrily.
If Zhang Zhengquan only looked at the benefits of the product and felt that if he trusted him unconditionally, he could disregard his principles and skip the testing process, then Zhou Chengquan had really misjudged him.
Yang Yifeng spread his hands: "There's nothing he can do! Otherwise, what should you do? You won't be able to find enough substitutes for a while!"
"That's not okay. Principles are principles. If, I mean, if something goes wrong, it will affect millions or even tens of millions of postoperative patients. Who will bear this responsibility?"
"Do you rely on controlling public opinion?" Zhou Cheng asked rhetorically.
Yang Yifeng also knew that Zhou Cheng was not quarreling with him, but just discussing the matter: "I know that too, so I came to you to complain."
"But it's hard for a good woman to make a meal without rice, unless other alternatives can be thought of, such as, as mentioned on the Internet, Chinese medicine comes to save the world."
Zhou Chengcheng said coldly: "Yang Yifeng, this is not the time to joke. What you just said was a deliberate dig at our country's traditional medicine."
"When traditional medicine existed and reached its peak, there was no such thing as a prosthetic limb. If a leg was broken, it was broken. The best substitute that could be thought of at that time was a crutch. Do you want it to turn into a prosthetic limb?"
Yang Yifeng calmed down his emotions and said, "Zhou Cheng, didn't Professor Dong come to Chang City to discuss this matter with you? Didn't there be any results?"
In such a situation, the best alternative is actually to have good Chinese medicine prescriptions that can relieve some of the symptoms, but they can only relieve some of them.
If you want to use traditional medicine to treat aortic dissection, it's like after a limb is amputated, you don't want to have surgery to replant the amputated limb, but you want to use Chinese herbal medicine to grow the bones, nerves and muscles. Isn't this nonsense?
Medicine is about effectiveness, not about factionalism between modern medicine and traditional Chinese medicine.
Zhou Cheng shook his head: "There is no particularly good way. My current energy is limited. I am a student of clinical medicine. What I can do is to study clinical medicine in depth, rather than changing careers midway to learn some Chinese medicine theory."
"If I have time in the future, I can broaden my horizons, but I can't do it now."
"Inheriting and promoting traditional Chinese medicine is what traditional Chinese medicine itself should do. If I studied traditional Chinese medicine from the beginning, then I would have no shirk. What I study now is clinical medicine. The subjects I studied are effective and can help people. Then I
Then you will not doubt it, but will only grasp it and help others."
"What do you mean by asking me this? What are you doing?" Zhou Cheng asked when he saw that he was analyzing seriously while Yang Yifeng was playing with his mobile phone.
Yang Yifeng said: "There is a person who is arguing with me in the comment section of my novel. Just wait, I will reply to him with what you just said."
"Go back to your uncle!" Zhou Cheng cursed, but he also knew that he could not control Yang Yifeng, so he could only worry about what Yang Yifeng mentioned!