During lunch, as soon as Niu Baohua left the building, he met Qi Yuanming, director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
"Director Qi!"
Niu Baohua said hello to Qi Yuanming, and the two of them walked toward the canteen together while talking.
Niu Baohua and Qi Yuanming, both department directors of Shanghai Hospital, have known each other for many years. However, Shanghai Hospital is large and they belong to different departments. They must be acquaintances, but it is hard to say how deep their friendship is.
As for.
I am quite busy when I am a doctor. When I was a junior doctor, I did not have much contact with the surgical department. When I became the director, I also had the director's affairs. The most we usually did when we met was to say hello. Like this time, we went to dinner together enthusiastically. The number of times was really high.
not much.
Because of Fang Le, Niu Baohua and Qi Yuanming seemed to be getting closer.
In fact, if you really think about it, the two of them have not known each other for a long time. They have known each other for much longer, but the real relationship has developed because of Fang Le.
Otherwise, things in this world are just so weird.
"Fang Le returned to Xijing and didn't say when he would come?"
Qi Yuanming asked Niu Baohua as he walked.
Originally, the old man said that Fang Le should stay in the Qi family for a while, and he wanted to give Fang Le some guidance. Unexpectedly, Fang Le had so many things to do. Niu Baohua was counting on Fang Le to guide the liver transplant operation, but the operation has not been performed yet.
, there was a call from Xijing City.
When Fang Le returned, Qi Yuanming only knew that there was a difficult patient in Xijing City, and the identity of the patient was not simple, and the details were not clear.
"I called last night and asked how many more days it would take. Idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis combined with cor pulmonale requires the patient's condition to stabilize."
Niu Baohua Road.
"???"
Qi Yuanming's head was immediately filled with questions.
"Such a difficult disease?"
"yes."
Niu Baohua said: "This disease is rare and very difficult. There is almost no cure."
"So Fang Le won't be able to come in the short term?"
Qi Yuan Mingdao.
Qi Yuanming knows this disease better than Niu Baohua.
About ten years ago, Qi Youmin treated such a patient. Western medicine diagnosed him with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis, and he did not have cor pulmonale.
At that time, Qi Youmin continued treatment for a long time. Basically, the patient's condition was very dangerous in the first half of the month. After more than half a month of treatment, the patient's condition stabilized...
Even so, the patient did not recover in the end. He only lived for three more years under Qi Youmin's treatment and finally passed away.
The course of this disease is not long, usually 2-4 years, and it is not easy to diagnose in the early stage. Most of them are considered to be bronchitis. Once diagnosed, it is in the late stage, and the patient's disease period will not be long. In better conditions, he or she can live for two years.
Years, and it is quite painful, and the condition is not good for about a year.
At that time, the patient Qi Youmin took over was already in the final stage of the disease and would have at most half a year left. However, the patient's pain was relieved under Qi Youmin's treatment, and he finally lived for more than three years, which was considered a good situation.
Although the patient was treated by Qi Youmin, Qi Yuanming was very clear about the situation at that time and understood the difficulties of the disease.
"Fang Le said he would try to come back within a week. The patient's condition has improved."
Niu Baohua said: "It's hard to tell for this kind of disease. It depends on the situation."
Qi Yuanming's head was filled with questions again.
How many days has Fang Le been back?
Niu Baohua still called yesterday and went back the day before yesterday. There was improvement yesterday?
For a moment, Qi Yuanming became a little curious, as if the greed in his heart was aroused, and he had the idea and impulse to go to Xijing immediately to see what was going on.
.......
After breakfast in the morning, Han Shengxue took Xingxing to the hotel where the emergency medicine conference was held.
There was a banner hanging above the hotel. Han Shengxue took Cheng Yunxing into the hotel and saw that the check-in desk was in the most conspicuous position in the lobby.
There were three staff members sitting at the check-in desk, two young people and one middle-aged man about forty years old.
Han Shengxue walked forward with classmates Xingxing and took out his ID card: "Han Shengxue, Emergency Department of Xijing Hospital, Qinzhou Province."
The middle-aged man just took Han Shengxue's ID card casually, and was about to hand the sign-in form to Han Shengxue for Han Shengxue to fill in. When he heard Han Shengxue's introduction, the middle-aged man suddenly stood up.
"Is it Director Han from Xijing Hospital?"
"it's me."
Han Shengxue nodded.
"Oh, it turns out it was Director Han in person."
The middle-aged man hurriedly stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I am Lin Guoqiang, deputy director of the office of our Society of Emergency Medicine."
"Hello, Director Lin."
Han Shengxue also hurriedly stretched out his hand, and was shocked in his heart.
This emergency meeting was organized by the Chinese Association of Emergency Medicine. The person in front of me is the office director of the Chinese Association of Emergency Medicine. This is a national-level organization, not a provincial level.
Although the office director is not a high-level leader in the group, only a middle-level leader, this is a national-level group, and Han Shengxue is only the director of the emergency department of Xijing Hospital in Qinzhou Province.
There are many emergency department directors like Han Shengxue across the country.
Lin Guoqiang was so polite, which really flattered Han Shengxue.
Such treatment is only available to the emergency department directors of some hospitals such as Yanjing and Xiehe.
"I've heard of Director Han's name for a long time."
While Lin Guoqiang shook hands with Han Shengxue, he subconsciously looked at Cheng Yunxing next to Han Shengxue, and said with a smile: "This must be Dr. Fang Lefang, right?"
Cheng Yunxing: "..."
Xingxing was a little excited at first. After all, being able to participate in a meeting of this level is also a symbol of face. Although he is only Director Han's follower, there are so many people in the department, why is he the only follower?
But after hearing Lin Guoqiang's abrupt words, Xingxing became a little depressed.
why why?
Why do you have to bear the shadow of Fang Le wherever you go?
"This is Mr. Cheng Kangcheng's grandson, not Fang Le."
Han Shengxue said hurriedly.
When it comes to Cheng Zaiming, Lin Guoqiang may not know it, but if it comes to Cheng Kangcheng, it is still possible.
Sure enough, Lin Guoqiang knew Cheng Kangcheng and said with a smile: "It turns out he is Mr. Cheng's grandson. He is young and promising."
After being polite, Lin Guoqiang asked again: "Dr. Fang didn't come this time?"
Cheng Yunxing: "..."
"Fang Le was originally in Shanghai, but something happened at the hospital, so he went back temporarily."
Han Shengxue finally understood the reason why Lin Guoqiang was so polite to him. Director Han felt both pain and happiness for a while.
It is a great honor to be treated so politely, but this kind of politeness is actually brought by one's own subordinates, which makes people feel a little depressed for a while.
"What an unfortunate coincidence."
Lin Guoqiang said: "Not long ago, Dr. Fang performed the country's first living donor liver transplant, which can be regarded as filling the gap in liver transplantation in our country. Later I found out that Dr. Fang is still in our emergency field."
"That kid just likes to mess around."
Han Shengxue chuckled.
"Come on, Director Han."
Lin Guoqiang took a form from the side and handed the pen to Han Shengxue: "Fill it out first, here, here..."
Han Shengxue took over the pen and registered the information under the guidance of Lin Guoqiang.
Just as he was waiting to remember, someone else came next to him. A middle-aged man about the same age as Han Shengxue also brought a young doctor in his twenties with him.
"Is this the sign-in area? I am Sun Zhongquan, director of the emergency department of Fengzhou Provincial People's Hospital..."
The middle-aged man also took out his ID card.
"Well, let's register."
Lin Guoqiang spoke to Han Shengxue without raising his head, while a young staff member handed the watch to Sun Zhongquan and at the same time checked Sun Zhongquan's ID card.
Sun Zhongquan did not dare to say anything more. A meeting of this size was attended by big names, and it was organized by the Chinese Association of Emergency Medicine. Even the sign-in desk was filled with staff from the medical association.
But Sun Zhongquan glanced at Han Shengxue beside him in surprise.
Han Shengxue was also registering at the moment, and he was obviously here for the meeting, but the treatment was obviously very different from him, which made Sun Zhongquan a little curious.
Could it be from Yanjing Hospital or Union Medical College Hospital?
The worst hospital should be Shanghai or West China Hospital, right?
Otherwise, would I be able to receive this treatment?
I am also the director of the emergency department, but the treatment and treatment are completely different.
Sun Zhongquan felt sour in his heart.
"Is this okay?"
Han Shengxue filled out the registration form under the guidance of Lin Guoqiang, and then asked Lin Guoqiang.
"It's okay, here is the room key."
Lin Guoqiang smiled and took out two keys and handed them to Han Shengxue: "That's the elevator entrance over there. Director Han will check in first. I'll chat with Director Han when I'm free."
"Okay, welcome Director Lin."
Han Shengxue smiled and nodded, took his ID card and keys, and then called out to Xingxing.
When they arrived at the elevator entrance, Han Shengxue was waiting for the elevator. Later, Sun Zhongquan came over after registering and also waited for the elevator.
"Hello, I am Sun Zhongquan from Fengzhou Provincial People's Hospital."
Sun Zhongquan smiled at Han Shengxue and hurriedly introduced himself.
"Xijing Hospital Han Shengxue."
Han Shengxue also smiled and nodded to Sun Zhongquan and introduced himself.
"Ah, it turns out to be Director Han."
Sun Zhongquan hurriedly reached out his hand and shook Han Shengxue's hand politely.
No wonder he was treated differently from him. It turned out to be Han Shengxue from Xijing Hospital.
The emergency department of Xijing Hospital is doing something extraordinary now. It performed Fang Le, the first living donor liver transplant in the country, and its reputation skyrocketed in an instant.
Fengzhou is adjacent to Jiangzhou Province. At that time, Fang Le was performing a liver transplant in Jiangzhong, and Sun Zhongquan naturally knew about it.
While shaking hands with Han Shengxue, Sun Zhongquan was envious in his heart.
Look at Han Shengxue's luck. He's not that good himself, but he has such an amazing doctor like Fang Le under his command, and he and himself are getting better.
Otherwise, even if Xijing Hospital is better than Fengzhou Provincial People's Hospital, you will never enjoy the treatment you just received when you come here.