Back in 2002 as a doctor

"I know, doesn't that mean that there is basically nothing wrong?"

"After the World Cardiothoracic Surgery Competition, Mr. Huang gave Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou an evaluation, do you know?" Professor Han asked.

"What evaluation?"

"Professor Zhou has surpassed Blue now, and within three years at most, he will be better than Blue."

"!!!"

"In the beginning, I also thought that it was Mr. Huang who praised his students. Who is Mr. Huang? He has won the first place in the world. Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou is still too young." Professor Han said softly, "But in Cleveland Liu Teacher Wuyan Liu is said to agree with Mr. Huang's point of view."

"Liu Wuyan? Who is he?" Shi Ping was startled.

"He is also a student of Mr. Huang. There was a small problem during this competition. He worked as an assistant for Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou and completed another operation with better quality."

Hearing this, the current critics were dumbfounded.

Xiao Kai is already a big mountain in front of him, and Xiao Kai is leaning against Zhou Congwen with his back, and Huang Lao is behind him.

Huang Lao... There are many peaches and plums around him, who knows when he will meet a student of Huang Lao.

This is so special!

Thinking of this, Shi Ping felt a little numb.

"Thank you Director Shi and Dean Guan for their great love for me. I came here in a hurry and I'm a little tired. Let me go back and think about it." Professor Han was also a little reluctant to part with the conditions proposed by the editorial. After he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something and asked immediately , "By the way, Professor Zhou is here too?"

"Hmm." Shi Ping frowned, not wanting to hear the name Zhou Congwen at all.

"Tomorrow...forget it, let's explain tomorrow."

After sending Professor Han to the hotel to rest, Dean Guan said with some displeasure, "What is Professor Han doing? I didn't ask him to trouble Zhou Congwen. As for what, I was scared to death when I heard the name."

Shi Ping was silent for a few seconds, then said with a sneer, "Closing the hospital, why don't we persuade Professor Han tomorrow. By the way, the two conditions I just raised are all nonsense. Don't worry about it. I was really in a hurry at that time." gone."

"Very good, the first item can be implemented now." Guan Xiaozhe said, "Follow the procedures of the hospital and invite Professor Han to be a specially-appointed expert of our Baishui Central Hospital.

Can Xiao Kai come back?Once he comes back, he will invite Zhou Congwen to perform the operation and see how I beat him. "

There are specially hired experts in the courtyard, and the level, qualifications, and status of the experts are sufficient, so please don't ask others to come. This is a conspiracy, and it is an upright card in the hands of the dean.

"The dean is brilliant!" Shi Ping bowed down and praised with a beaming smile.

"Specific documents, you go back to draft now, and then give the documents to Professor Han tomorrow. If he agrees, I will implement them in the team meeting on Monday."

This can be regarded as vigorous and resolute, and the current commentary knows that Xiao Kai has already forced the Guanyuan to be unable to come down.

In fact, these are not a big deal for the Guanyuan, but when it comes to Xiao Kai, the Guanyuan will definitely increase the priority.

Xiao Kai has been very close to the city recently, and at the end of this term, he is very likely to replace Guan Yuan as the chief dean.

Guan Xiaozhe was also under great pressure, so he did not hesitate to add obstacles to Xiao Kai at all costs.

After calculating all this, Guan Xiaozhe went home.

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Professor Han returned to the hotel, couldn't fall asleep after washing up.

The things written on the publicity board are like bullets piercing the heart and hitting the soul.

Others may think that the descriptions written on the bulletin boards are exaggerated descriptions, but Professor Han does not think so.

He repeatedly recalled the game videos sent back from the World Cardiothoracic Surgery Competition. Every technical detail was deeply engraved in his mind and he could not forget it.

It is really an operation that cannot be exaggerated.

Professor Han hesitated for a moment, looking at the time.

It was not too late, he picked up his mobile phone and started calling relatives and friends for help.

"Mr. Zhu, you didn't take a break, did you?" Professor Han said politely after dialing the phone.

"Xiao Han, what's the matter?" An old voice came.

The other party is an old professor who has retired. He and Professor Han do not have the name of mentor and apprentice, but they have a long-term friendship. They often call on important matters, and the friendship between the two is not shallow.

Professor Han vaguely felt that something was wrong with today's affairs, so even though it was late, he still called to ask for advice on how to get there.

He explained the matter in detail.

There was a long silence on the other side.

Professor Han felt something was wrong.

At first, he didn't speak out of politeness.

But the silence was so long, as if every second was a year, which made Professor Han feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

He stood up and lit a cigarette, but the other side was still silent.

Finally, Professor Han asked cautiously, "Mr. Zhu..."

"According to what you said, the price over there is indeed very high, one hundred thousand a year, even my old guy's mind is a little moved." Teacher Zhu said in a deep voice.

"It's quite a lot, but I think it's an undercurrent, and it involves Mr. Huang's student Zhou Congwen. He just won the first place in the world. I'm not sure for a while, so I'm asking you for advice."

"There has been no funding since 2000, you know that."

Teacher Zhu said something irrelevant, Professor Han was a little surprised and nodded subconsciously.

But he immediately reacted and replied, "I know, Mr. Zhu."

"Now the private industry is everywhere. When I was in my prime, it was called speculation."

"Hahaha, that's the old calendar."

"Do you know why no one has attacked the medical industry?" Mr. Zhu asked.

Speaking of this kind of thing, Professor Han really doesn't know.

"Mr. Zhu, I see that there are a lot of small advertisements on the telephone poles now, so...that counts." Professor Han said, "There are also some southern family funds coming in."

"That doesn't count. They are still scams now, and they are digging for the first pot of gold. Maybe 20 years later, there will be enough funds to build a chain of large hospitals, but it is definitely not now."

"Please tell me." Although Professor Han was a little surprised, he knew that this was the conclusion of Mr. Zhu's lifelong observation, and it would definitely be of great help to him.

It is not relative, that is, he and Mr. Zhu have a good relationship, so he can tell himself what the real world is like.

Otherwise, these words that might cause trouble for him must be rotten in his stomach.

"Medical care is a 100% technology-based and talent-oriented industry. Talent cannot be obtained by spending money and high income, at least not in a short period of time."

"You are right." Professor Han replied.

"Each large public hospital has its own unique location advantages..."

"Location Advantage?"

"You just listen, don't interrupt me." Teacher Zhu said in a deep voice, "I'm old, and I can't remember many things once you interrupt."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhu." Professor Han choked out his cigarette with awe in his heart, as if he was back in college, sitting on a chair with his back straight.

"Secondly, the medical system itself also needs a large entity with a complete, scientific, educational and talent echelon training. For example, most of the well-known hospitals are teaching hospitals and affiliated hospitals."

"Large public hospitals like Xiehe, Huaxi, Xiangya, Tongji, and Beijing Medical University are all there. Most of the most powerful hospitals in each province are also affiliated hospitals of a certain medical school."

Speaking of this, Teacher Zhu's tone was slightly sarcastic, "Everyone is vying to call it a medical university, what a shit! Look at Xiehe, it's called Xiehe Medical College, but they are the most famous and number one."

"Hey, Mr. Zhu, you are right." Professor Han touched his foot.

"Speaking of which, it has nothing to do with whether there are many beds or whether the conditions are good or not." Teacher Zhu continued, it sounded like it had nothing to do with Professor Han's question, but Professor Han vaguely guessed what Teacher Zhu was thinking.

"Massachusetts General Hospital only has more than 600 beds. Can you deny their strength? Who is behind them? The affiliated teaching hospital of Harvard Medical School, this is the foundation and strength."

"I'm old, my words are too long-winded, let me keep it simple. Therefore, it is people who decide a hospital. Talents are not as good as someone else's toe. You can spend hundreds of millions or more than one billion to build a hospital. use."

You can poach people, Professor Han thought to himself, but he didn't say it.

"The above-mentioned talents, the foundation and heritage of scientific research and education, not only can be piled up with money, but also need years and time."

"Every large hospital has its own background and confidence. Why does Huaxi always slander Xiehe behind its back? Isn't it because Xiehe was established later, and it was the latest among the church hospitals established back then."

"Hahaha, that's true, but now Huaxi seldom says that." Professor Han laughed.

"After all, Xiehe is at the feet of the emperor, and how much money was invested by Rockefeller in the late Qing Dynasty to establish Xiehe? You don't even dare to think about the money now."

"A large sum of money, accumulated over a hundred years, is the reason for Xiehe. Of course, there are countless talented people. Old Mr. Lin Qiaozhi, he was a talented person who refused even the founding ceremony in order to go out for outpatient clinics."

Thinking of the century-old history of Xiehe, Professor Han is fascinated.

"A large public hospital...it will be called a tertiary first-class hospital in the future. It sounds so dishonest."

"Mr. Zhu, do you also know about the ratings in recent years?"

"Of course I know." Teacher Zhu said, "You are also a doctor working in a top hospital, so let me ask you, is your income low now?"

"A lot."

"Of course there are few small doctors, but the medical industry is a career that is more valuable as you get older. You can really make achievements and earn a lot of money between the ages of 35-45. After 45, you can basically know how much money you can earn in this life. "

"Let's not talk about feelings, and feelings can't be eaten. Damn it!"

As he spoke, Teacher Zhu cursed in a low voice.

"teacher Zhu?"

"You know the recent incident, the incident in Yangcheng and the imperial capital."

"know."

"This kind of propaganda is going to cause big problems. What was it in the past? The country has supported scholars for 50 and [-] years, and the festival of righteousness and death is today! This is something in the bones of our nation. Although Yang Shen also had selfish intentions when he said this, it is true. Good words."

As he said that, Teacher Zhu's breathing was much heavier.

Professor Han listened silently, the country has been supporting scholars for 50 and [-] years, and it is a day of righteous death... These words inexplicably stirred a certain string in his heart.

"Don't talk about this, don't talk about this. It is true that you are old, and you talk a lot." After 20 seconds, Teacher Zhu smiled, and continued lightly, "Just talk about income, when you first arrived at the hospital The income is not high, but the growth potential is high. Look at your current income and compare it with other people.”

"Yes, Teacher Zhu."

"Now is a delicate period of balance. We Chinese talk about balance. Although the income is not on the table, everyone can understand it. You usually don't do anything wrong. If you want to make money, keep a low profile."

Teacher Zhu exhorted again in a long-winded manner.

"Mr. Zhu, I'm just telling you that no one else mentions money." Professor Han quickly explained.

"I know, so let me tell you a few heartfelt words." Teacher Zhu said, "Let's not talk about others, Mr. Huang... Mr. Huang... How much do you think Mr. Huang can earn in a year?"

Professor Han thought of the legendary man who pulled on his shoes, bowed his hands behind his back, and only smoked Ganoderma lucidum every day.

"Money is not important to Mr. Huang, and this is not what he wants. If it was really for making money, he would have gone to Cleveland 20 years ago. As a result, Mr. Huang directly sent his students...what's the name..."

"Liu Wuyan."

"Yes, I sent Xiaoliu to Cleveland." Teacher Zhu said, "But just to put it this way, Mr. Huang wants to make money, as simple as he thinks. The income at the top of the medical industry is definitely not what a little guy like you can think of. .”

"This industry is actually similar to other industries. Resident doctors live more and earn less, but they are young. If they stop at this step, they can make a living. There are the most such bastards in hospitals."

"Yes, Teacher Zhu."

"On the next step, I can settle down in a certain medical group, have a good relationship with the professor leading the group, and not be under a lot of pressure. I work normally every day, and my income is considered top-notch among ordinary people."

"The next step is to go shopping. Those who can go up are the masters."

"You have come to this point, leading a group professor. You can lead a group and run throwing knives. Now I ask you, are you short of money?"

"It's okay." Professor Han smiled.

"If you can make it this far, it's good to keep one out of a hundred people. But you are still young, and I am optimistic about your future." Teacher Zhu said earnestly, "If you have no other thoughts, you can live in this place." It’s not bad to stop for a while and limit yourself to this for the rest of your life.”

"Mr. Zhu, I..."

"Listen to me." Teacher Zhu interrupted Professor Han, "But you think your current income is not low, but you don't know how high your future income will be.

It’s just too difficult to go further in administration. If you go further in technology and make achievements in academics, I think it’s more suitable for you. "

"What I mean is, you have plenty of opportunities to make money." Teacher Zhu said, "Right now, the competition to earn some extra money is not fierce. After all, the transportation is inconvenient. Let me ask you, why did you go to the three eastern provinces. "

"..." Professor Han concluded.

"Isn't it because you are young and don't have enough right to speak, and the directors of the prefectures and cities around you don't recognize you, the so-called Professor Han?"

In a word, it pierced Professor Han's heart like an awl.

This is a big truth. If you can fly knives in the affluent Jiangnan, you can earn a lot and it's not hard. Who wants to come to the Northeast.