After "emptying the shopping cart", Zhao Yuan took everyone in the department to have a big meal.
Everyone was extremely moved when they heard that Director Zhao spent his own money to treat the guests.
Although Tianhua is a large hospital and the department director earns a lot of money, it is really difficult for the department director to pay out of his own pocket.
Especially in the field of thoracic and cardiac surgery, Jiang Qiang is famous for his hard work.
The city of Baiyun is famous for its high consumption. Doctors above the deputy director level have the opportunity to make extra money, but the doctors below, including senior attending physicians, all live a tight life.
Especially for those who are married and have children, when their monthly salary arrives, they must first pay off the mortgage and car loan, and then provide living expenses to their wives. The remaining money is basically just gas expenses.
Fortunately, the cafeteria in the operating room provides three meals a day, otherwise the food expenses would have to be added, otherwise, the situation would be even more difficult.
Therefore, Zhao Yuan invited guests, and everyone responded one after another.
A group of people came to the restaurant after get off work. It seemed that there were five or six doctors in the hospital, but they all seemed very reserved in this kind of occasion.
Most surgeons spend a long time in the operating room, do not come into contact with many people, have a small circle, and have more or less social barriers.
Apart from colleagues, I basically have no spare time. Over time, I will feel a little uncomfortable when interacting with strangers.
There are some exaggerations about the romantic affairs of surgeons.
A surgeon must be at least thirty years old to be able to establish a firm foothold. He has suffered from baldness. At this moment, he is distracted and focuses on things other than work. It is inevitable that he will be more than capable.
The situation in neurosurgery is even more special. Under the influence of Zhao Yuan and Shan Zhenyu, there is generally not much talk in the operating room. When it comes to the dinner table, it seems a bit dull.
People came one after another to toast Zhao Yuan, Shan Zhenyu and Tang Jin.
Although Shan Zhenyu was ill and not suitable for drinking, he still made an exception and drank some.
As for Tang Jin's first drink of liquor, he actually liked the taste of strong liquor and almost got drunk.
Zhao Yuan drank drinks throughout the whole process.
Given his status, if he doesn't take the initiative to drink, no one will advise him.
Whether it is a male doctor or a female doctor, when they walk in front of Zhao Yuan, they always say the same thing, "Director Zhao, thank you for taking care of me, thank you for treating me today, you can do whatever you want, I will do it."
The other person raised his neck and really drank.
Zhao Yuan picked up the glass and dipped his lips into grape juice. It was really... casual.
It's not that Zhao Yuan was putting on airs and refusing to give face.
Dozens of people come to toast and drink glasses of dry grape juice. Even an iron stomach cannot resist it!
When it was time to check out, Zhao Yuan found that someone had already paid the bill.
Shan Zhenyu came over and explained the reason with a smile, "Thanks to my acquaintance, an old leader has found a tumor in his brain and wants you to be the surgeon!"
Zhao Yuan understood that this meal was invited by the old man's family, and it was a secret message from Shan Zhenyu.
"Okay, he will be hospitalized tomorrow. If his physical signs are suitable, he will be operated on immediately."
Shan Zhenyu smiled slightly at Zhao Yuan.
Shan Zhenyu is a senior with outstanding medical ethics.
But if you want to make achievements in the medical industry, sometimes you have to follow the necessary humanities and sophistication.
Zhao Yuan is not short of money for this meal. If it were someone else who came forward, he would definitely pay the money back.
It concerns Shan Zhenyu's face, the meal money cannot be refunded, and the surgery must be done beautifully.
The next morning.
Zhao Yuan met the "connected households" in the ward.
Next to the old man sat an old lady peeling an apple. The white flesh of the apple was exposed and the skin was not broken. A fashionably dressed woman sat on a chair and answered messages on her mobile phone.
The head nurse introduced the old man, "This is the director of our neurosurgery department."
The old man wiped his fingers with a paper towel after taking the apple, and the old lady handed him the reading glasses on the bedside table.
The old man stared at Zhao Yuan for a while, "Are you Mr. Qin's closed disciple? When I was hit by a bullet in the chest, Mr. Qin performed the surgery on me. Are you the director at such a young age? Your skills should be pretty good! You should not be married yet.
Bar?"
Zhao Yuan smiled faintly and said, "The old man seems to be in good condition. I will give you a physical examination first, and I will slowly report my personal situation to you later."
The old man hummed, "You should hurry up and take a look. It's best if you can't find anything wrong with me, so that they don't look at me like I'm about to die every day."
Zhao Yuan gave the old man a physical examination and turned his body twice.
It was obvious that he was working hard.
Despite this, when the old lady asked for help, the old man refused and insisted on doing it himself.
Zhao Yuan didn't say much. After the physical examination, he winked at the woman not far away.
The woman had contacted Zhao Yuan by phone last night. She is the old man's daughter.
"Your father will be operated on early tomorrow morning. Don't eat after twelve o'clock in the evening."
"Director Zhao, are the risks of surgery high?"
Zhao Yuan shook his head, "It's okay, it's a minor surgery."
Seeing Zhao Yuan say this, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, before contacting Shan Zhenyu, the woman contacted several hospitals and showed the films to experts in advance. They all said that the risk of surgery was very high, so she should treat her conservatively first and wait until surgery was a last resort.
The woman finally found Shan Zhenyu.
Although Shan Zhenyu does not perform surgery, he is a brain expert after all.
Shan Zhenyu watched the film and immediately suggested that the woman ask Zhao Yuan to have the surgery done.
Shan Zhenyu has worked with Zhao Yuan for several months and has confidence in his ability. Maybe for others, the location of the lesion is not ideal and it is very difficult, but for Zhao Yuan, it is relatively easy.
When the woman found Zhao Yuan's information, she was hesitant at first.
After all, Zhao Yuan is only in his twenties.
There is a saying in China: if you have a hairless mouth, you will not be able to get things done.
She doubted whether Zhao Yuan could perform this operation well.
His father didn't know why he knew Zhao Yuan's details a long time ago, so he immediately decided to let Zhao Yuan perform surgery on him.
The woman saw a message that Zhao Yuan was a close disciple of Mr. Qin.
It was Mr. Qin who saved my father's life back then.
Since he is a close disciple of Mr. Qin, his level must not be bad.
This is the reason why a strong general has no weak soldiers!
The hospital next door.
When Gu Yong heard that a patient in the high-end ward had been transferred, he was very angry. When he found the resident, he scolded him and cursed him.
"Didn't I tell you that I should take good care of this patient? How can I let him escape after he has moved in?"
The chief resident said aggrievedly, "I was living well at first, but I heard that I contacted a specialist and was immediately transferred to another hospital."
Gu Yong frowned, "Could he be an expert from Yanjing?"
"Tianhua?"
"Tang Jin?"
The chief resident lowered his head, not daring to look at Gu Yong's face, "Zhao Yuan! When the patient heard that he was Mr. Qin's close disciple, he immediately asked to be transferred to another hospital. The patient is not interested in foreign experts."
Gu Yong, who has always been well-educated, cursed and said, "I'll go, it's this bitch again."
How many patients have been transferred to Tianhua in the past few months?
Despite the scolding, I still feel a little admired in my heart.
Young people in their twenties are doing much more impressive work than when Shan Zhenyu was here.
"By the way, Director Gu, there is something I don't know if I can tell you."
Gu Yong took a deep breath and said, "Say it!"
"I have a friend in Tianhua. I heard from him that the equipment for the two operating rooms recently built by Tianhua's neurosurgery has begun to be installed."
Gu Yong's eyes widened.
He had heard the news before, saying that Tianhua had received sponsorship from a European company to build two operating rooms in line with international standards for neurosurgery.
At the time, he thought it was fake news.
But after hearing the news about the equipment, Gu Yong suddenly realized that this was not fake news!
The opponent really wants to change the shotgun for a cannon!
