Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 242 Routine review!

"Doctor Song, tell me about the process of suturing blood vessels just now, which part is not in place?"

After the entire operation was completed, Nie Chen finished changing in the dressing room next to the operating room, washed his hands in seven steps, and walked out of the operating room.

At this time, he was sitting on the stainless steel chair in the consultation room that made his ass cool, and was writing the doctor's order and medication for the operation. He raised his head and asked Song Dongyang, who was sitting at the other end of the table in the consultation room.

The five of them, Song Dongyang, Lin Ronghua, Liu Yueqian, Marianne Frod, and Tang Yongqin, sat in a row next to the long table in the consultation room, which was also made of forged stainless steel, and they were all writing that they were on this table. Kuang Fuliang's records of vascular malformation surgery.

Song Dongyang heard Nie Chen's question, stopped the pen in his hand, sat up straight and thought about the gains and losses during the operation.

Lin Ronghua, Liu Yueqian, Marianne Froude, and Tang Yongqin also stopped recording and looked at Song Dongyang in unison.

In this era, whether it is the West or China, the atmosphere for reviewing academic discussions is still relatively the same.

I am also willing to conduct a clear summary of the gains and losses of each team member after each hands-on.

At the same time, after such teamwork and cooperation, it is also a good habit for Nie Chen to perform any difficult teamwork surgery in the emergency room before his rebirth.

"I am not very satisfied with my performance in this operation."

Song Dongyang took the initiative to analyze his performance in this operation. He organized his words and continued, "At the beginning of the process of cooperating with sutures, I was a little eager to express myself, and I forgot Dr. Lin who cooperated with me. If it wasn't for Dr. Lin's several times Remind me that this operation may cause some losses because of my impatience."

"I'm not very satisfied with the performance of my operation." Lin Ronghua raised his hand proactively.

With dark skin, slender eyes, and firm and decisive words, he was a little shy at the moment. After raising his hand, he groaned for a long time before continuing, "I understand that Dr. Nie was a little slow in thinking about the first stitch. The doubts in my heart were expressed to my partner, Dr. Song. In fact, I dragged down Dr. Song in the previous suturing process, not Dr. Song dragged me down."

Nie Chen smiled.

He glanced at Lin Ronghua and Song Dongyang, who took the responsibility for each other, and nodded: "These two are indeed problems. But in the actual operation, Dr. Song, your problem is not as gentle as when you stitched pig's trotters." Relax, the mattress suture method is applied to blood vessels, especially the method we use is continuous suture, not intermittent suture. Then the final effect is softer and more relaxed than intermittent suture, so that the suture effect can be restored. Take it up a level, but this is only the first one, no problem, Doctor Song, you did a good job."

Song Dongyang breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and the others nodded at him endlessly.

"Doctor Lin, your performance is better than that of pig's trotter suture. It seems that you are a practical type. During the operation, although there are also problems of insufficient communication and insufficient cooperation awareness. , but the suture coordination of the whole machine, if you are in the coordination position, the effect shown will not be much worse than that of Dr. Song, keep working hard."

"Thank you, Dr. Nie." Lin Ronghua, who was still a little uneasy, also breathed a sigh of relief.

He held the pen and lowered his head, but his eyes were at the corners of his eyes, and he glanced around secretly.

"In addition to Kuang Fuliang's operation, there are two more operations, one at [-]:[-] in the morning, and one in the afternoon at [-]:[-]."

After Nie Chen finished his tea, he chatted with Professors Ma Dongqing and Yang Haikun who were randomly checking students' notes.

Originally, yesterday, Zhong Lanlan arranged for herself. The two surgeries this morning were introduced by Kuang Fuliang and Bao Weilin by Song Dongyang.

However, after Nie Chen returned to the outpatient clinic, he checked the situation of Bao Weilin's preoperative care when he came to the outpatient clinic. The dilator implantation of his total ear reconstruction surgery is still not clear enough about the silicone test data.

So he pushed it to tomorrow, and the second and third operations arranged today are actually going to be performed tomorrow.

The second operation was Cai Jiawei, a scald patient who came to consult last week.

The operation scheduled for the afternoon was introduced by Zhong Lanlan, a relative of their Zhong family village who made a fortune in Singapore, Zhong Jiajia, a little girl with a unilateral cleft lip.

"Everyone eat some fruit."

At this time, at the nurse's station, I counted the 25 yuan paid by Kuang Fuliang for the previous operation, the first installment fee.

Chen Chunmei, who brought a bag of Nanhua plums and bird pears, entertained everyone with a fruit plate in the consultation room.

"Brother Chen, I asked Professor Li at the outpatient clinic. The cost of Kuang Fuliang's operation will be reimbursed by the Provincial Research Institute. It is estimated that it will be possible to complete all the procedures next month. This account."

Chen Chunmei sat on the stainless steel chair beside Nie Chen, tugging at the hem of her long wine red dress, still a little unaccustomed to this smooth and cold, technologically frigid decoration style.

"That's not a problem. After all, the province allocated funds, and they have to check the patient's condition and apply to the higher authorities before they can be reimbursed. The medical reimbursement mechanism in our country is currently very unsound."

When Nie Chen said this, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Regarding the mechanism of medical insurance, the country is currently drawing on the medical system of the big brother in the north, but Russia, which has only been briefed a few weeks ago, broke away from the Soviet system. This system of Big Brother makes everyone feel anxious, and cannot guarantee whether it can continue.

At the same time, Nie Chen also knows that in the near future, this set of medical insurance system that has been in operation in China for many years will indeed completely disintegrate and become the dust of history.

Just that.

In this period of recession, there is actually a lot of room for maneuver as to how the new medical insurance mechanism should be improved.

The most terrible thing at present is that the supervision mechanism is basically missing, let alone whether a new medical insurance mechanism can be established.

The economy is the foundation of the superstructure. At present, when the whole country is poor and the whole country is waiting for food, waiting for foreign capital to come to attract investment and build factories, it would be too advanced to turn around and make a medical mechanism.

"I installed the switch in this location!"

Before waiting for the second operation, Cai Jiawei and her family came to Tongzilou compound for skin preparation.

Boss Ren, who came from Baoan Huawei factory with a technician, had already pulled the machine and thirty telephones in the early morning, and installed them in 21 wards and staff dormitories outside the public washroom. public telephone.

Then, come to the laboratory to install four telephones and a fax machine.

Now, after all the telephones are installed.

Boss Ren and the employees of the Huawei factory moved this heavy, two-meter-high switch with many ports and ports to the computer room next to the consultation room.

Nie Chen, Ma Dongxing, Yang Haikun, Zhang Jingying, and Chen Chunmei gathered around the computer room.

beep beep.

In less than 15 minutes, Boss Ren's technicians had entered all the parameters into the PBX switch, and then completed the adjustment of dozens of telephones.

In the consulting room, Boss Ren picked up the retro-style telephone handset on the exhibition table, and dialed three numbers 002, "The number of our clinic. From 001 to 100, a total of [-] short numbers can be set. Now We dialed the fax machine in the meeting room."

(End of this chapter)