Doctor of Healing

"Tell me." Professor Mo glanced at Ji Xiang with great interest.

It is easier to cut the bag with instruments, and he believes what Ji Xiang said is true.If that's the case, it's really someone giving a pillow when you're dozing off.

"Why did the hand-stitched two days ago have to be operated on today?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Hehe." Professor Mo heaved a sigh of relief after hearing Ji Xiang's question.

This question proves that Ji Xiang is just a rookie with extraordinary talent, not the old monster who travels through the legend.

"Doctor Xiaoji, do you know how doctors work?"

"I know, the doctors in the Second Affiliated Hospital should be career editors." Ji Xiang replied vaguely.

"That's right, that's not right." Professor Mo didn't make a fuss, and explained to Ji Xiang as he walked, "There has been no career editor for a long time, and none of them have retired. Most of them now go to third-party outsourcing."

"Outsourcing?"

"Save money." Professor Mo sneered, "Let's not talk about this, let's talk about the career department. The career department is divided into four categories, and the others are not mentioned. The doctors in the hospital belong to the differential funding department."

"The differential business establishment is a kind of business establishment. The finance will make a differential allocation, and the treatment and income are linked to a certain extent, such as hospitals and some scenic spots."

"But you know what, appropriation...hahaha."

As he spoke, Professor Mo laughed out loud.

Ji Xiang didn't know what he was laughing at, and was a little puzzled.

"National regulations are regulations, and the difference in funding that really falls to the Second Affiliated Court is only 18-23%."

"so little."

"That's not counting." Professor Mo said, "During the public health and epidemic prevention incidents in the past few years, the city and province did not use medical insurance, but asked various hospitals to ask for advance payments, and they have not yet paid back."

"..."

"I owe [-] million to our Second Affiliated Hospital, and the other similar hospitals probably have the same amount."

Ji Xiang was silent, he didn't quite understand what Professor Mo said.

"Why don't you use medical insurance, because there is no money for medical insurance. A stapler is 1680, or the full amount, or 80% reimbursement. It's just a pocketbook, and the medical insurance department will definitely not do it."

"Oh, then don't do it." Ji Xiang said.

"It's not that simple." Professor Mo smiled, "Everyone knows about the reimbursement, and it's not up to us. But if the reimbursement is too much, the medical insurance will not settle for us, and the excess money must be paid by the hospital. Money will be deducted from the department."

"We are indeed treating diseases and saving lives. Occasionally, we can help poor patients. But we only earn three melons and two dates, and we have to make up for it..."

It was so complicated that Ji Xiang felt a little headache.

What Professor Mo said seemed to be different from the medical treatment he knew, and Ji Xiang instantly dismissed these things as useless information.

"Everyone wants to be a good person and take advantage of it. Doctors and hospitals are caught in the middle, so it's hard to be a human being," Professor Mo said.

"Then why are there so many stapler operations today?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Patients don't do it. Now that consultation is so developed, we can't tell patients that we can't." Professor Mo spread his hands helplessly.

"Besides, if we don't do it, other hospitals will do it. If we don't do it, we will have nothing to eat in the end. We can neutralize it with hand-stitched stitches. We belong to the cracks and dance with shackles."

"Mr. Mo, I heard that the profit of equipment is very rich."

"That was before the collective auction, and there was no money after the collective auction." Professor Mo said flatly.

"you……"

Ji Xiang thought of Professor Mo's cigarettes.

"Earn money to go to a private hospital, and that's called earning money by doing surgery." Professor Mo didn't look as happy as Colonel Wang, but said calmly, "But you're young, don't worry, practice the surgery well first."

Chapter 17

"Private hospital." Ji Xiang pondered.

"No one is supporting doctors, so it is legal and compliant to encourage more practitioners... Let's not talk about this." Professor Mo looked at Ji Xiang with a smile, as if he was looking at his son-in-law, his eyes were full of joy and he could no longer tell. I didn't feel it overflowed.

"How many cases of stapler surgery have you done? It is said that no matter how capable you are during your internship, the instructor will let you do one or two at most."

Professor Mo spoke with a strange tone.

Surgery can be performed during the internship period, but this achievement has not been achieved by many people, not to mention that what Ji Xiang said would be able to do it should be different from what others understand.

"I've done some and seen a lot, I don't think it's difficult." Ji Xiang said vaguely.

"I'll take you to build one today." Professor Mo was gearing up.

Ji Xiang was a little puzzled by Professor Mo and Colonel Wang's attitude towards him. After all, he was young and the city was not that deep. When he frowned and pondered, Professor Mo noticed him.

Professor Mo laughed, "Dr. Xiaoji, let me tell you a joke."

Ji Xiang listened attentively.

It's not that he has persecution paranoia, but that the attitudes towards him from Colonel Wang to Professor Mo are sincerely wrong.

I am just a reserve student, and my family didn't pave the way for me. There is no reason for them to take a fancy to me at a glance.

Is it simply because the surgery was done well?

Although Jixiang knows that he has systematic surgical training, his technical level...not high, but definitely not low.

But there is no love for no reason in this world.

"A nurse in our department wants to take her mother to see eye disease, cataract and so on. She has already contacted the director of the ophthalmology department, but her mother said that our hospital is of average level, and finally decided to go to Elizabeth Eye Hospital."

The word "Elizabeth" has become a trademark, which is synonymous with the title of a large private hospital. It is impossible for Ji Xiang to know.

The overwhelming advertisements have already subtly brainwashed everyone.

"The nurses in our department tried to persuade her for a long time, but it was useless. In the end, she accompanied her mother to the Elizabeth Eye Hospital to see her eyes. The doctor who attended the consultation was the director of the ophthalmology department of the Second Affiliated Hospital."

"An expert number 25 in the Second Affiliated Hospital, hahaha." Professor Mo laughed loudly when he mentioned this, "The other side has an expert number 600, tell me about it."

Ji Xiang scratched his head.

"I won't tell you too much. You are still young. After stepping into society, you will understand what's going on." Professor Mo said, "Colonel Wang and I are doing surgery in a private hospital. Strong assistant."

Jixiang understood.

If so... He glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

This seems to be a good place to spend surgery points, if there is really a lot of surgery.

Having said that, if the amount of surgery is small, it seems that there is no need to find a "strong" assistant.

Professor Mo said it very bluntly, he is going to be a cow and a horse, and he will give some money if he is a big deal.

But money or not is not important to Ji Xiang.

He is also not short of money.

On the contrary, it is more important that a surgery can accumulate some experience points.

"Private hospitals are different from public hospitals. You can fish in the Second Affiliated Hospital." As he spoke, Professor Mo shook his head, with a hint of sneer on his lips, "There are only so many clinical workers, but three to five times more support staff.

The point is that the TMD guys who are being supported are still pointing fingers every day.

The appropriation is small, and if you earn some money, you have to support a bunch of big men..."

The more Mo Chenggui talked, the more angry he became, but as he spoke, he immediately realized that his emotions were wrong, so he stopped talking.

"Don't talk about that, do an operation with me first, and then I'll see how much you have learned. If you can, you come to my urology training and perform the operation with me."

"Okay." Ji Xiang readily agreed.

It seems that my luck is really good.

After entering the operating room, Professor Mo was non-stop preparing for the operation.

Today, beside him is a leather bag stapler, and the operation method is different from the previous two days.

Ji Xiang didn't ask why, Professor Mo only said half of what he said, and Ji Xiang didn't care about these things, what he cares about now is the operation points.

"Doctor Xiaoji, first feel the stapler." Professor Mo said, "This thing is really convenient, and there are many benefits after surgery. What's the disadvantage - the biggest disadvantage is that it is expensive."

"Is 1680 still expensive? You haven't seen how much housing prices have risen in these years." The nurse nagged, "If you follow the rate of housing price increases, it will cost more than 8000 in one shot. We even count the doctors, nurses and medicines here. It’s less than three thousand, which is pretty cheap.”

Professor Mo didn't quarrel with the nurses, he had a lot of operations today, and he "wasted" a lot of time on Jixiang's exam, so he has to hurry up and get back.

He patted the patient and comforted him with the established words.

"So, don't be nervous." Professor Mo finished speaking with a smile, and did not forget to give the patient a smile in his busy schedule.

Although he practiced at multiple points, Mo Chenggui didn't have much utilitarianism in treating the patients in front of him, which was similar to that in the Second Affiliated Hospital.

"Doctor, I...do you have any attention after this operation?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Professor Mo asked while preparing the equipment.

"A few..." The patient was obviously nervous, and his mind could be seen blank with his eyes.

"You're talking about a female friend, right?" Professor Mo said jokingly when he saw that the patient was a rookie.

Nowadays, young people can't tell the difference between a girlfriend and a female friend. It is probably because their nervous minds are blank.

The patient nodded vigorously.

"Lie down." Professor Mo said with a smile, "There is a habit in choosing names: in fact, what is lacking must be made up in the name, and the five elements must be completed. There is still a difference between the two words, so you understand. .”

"So you answered wrong just now."

"..."

If it weren't for the fact that he was already standing on the stage with his hands brushed, Ji Xiang really wanted to stretch out his hands and scratch his head.

The doctor in the Department of Urology really opened his mouth no matter what he said, without ambiguity at all.Professor Mo looks serious, but his ability to drive is also quite good.

Professor Mo's words were a bit convoluted, and the patient thought for a few seconds before he understood what he was talking about.

While the patient was pondering, Professor Mo handed Ji Xiang the syringe that had been pumped out of the anesthetic, and watched Ji Xiang's movements without blinking.

As for what he said just now, Professor Mo seemed to have forgotten.

However, these words still have some effect. They are like a placebo, which obviously relieves the tension of the patient.

His fear of the operation was mixed with a little joke about what the five elements lack and what to make up for, and the concentration decreased.

It's clear at a glance which one is more pleasing, a doctor with a livid face who looks like the director of the teaching department, or an amiable and humorous doctor.

Professor Mo stared at Ji Xiang doing the local infiltration anesthesia, and his pupils gradually narrowed again, as if a large amount of diazepam had been injected statically and caused poisoning.

Jixiang is like performing an operation in a systematic operating room, entering a state of concentration the moment the syringe needle touches the patient's skin.

After local infiltration anesthesia, Jixiang patted the syringe aside, and then reached out.

Professor Mo was taken aback.

Ji Xiang, this kid...

This action is the action of a pure art practitioner, if you do it yourself, it should be taken for granted.But after Ji Xiang finished anesthesia, he reached out and asked for a stapler to perform surgery directly!

Isn't this a joke! !

But Professor Mo didn't say anything, the scene of seeing Ji Xiang answering the question in the conference room just now came to mind.

Anyway, he was staring at him, even if Ji Xiang couldn't do it, there couldn't be any major event, Professor Mo thought to himself.

He handed the stapler to Ji Xiang.

After partial stripping, Ji Xiang skillfully inserts the pull rod into the center hole of the shell until it reaches the tail.

Then adjust the knob counterclockwise and take out the clock base.

Professor Mo's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he couldn't stop it.

This action is too skillful!

Professor Mo even vaguely felt that Ji Xiang's surgical proficiency was almost the same as his own proficiency in 3000+ circumcision operations.

And not only proficiency, the moment Ji Xiang took the stapler, Professor Mo had a weird feeling - Ji Xiang's hand speed soared to a level that he couldn't understand.

Ji Xiang then put the clock base in his leather bag, because of the initial dissociation, he had no difficulty in building the clock base.

This is the key point. Professor Mo silently watched Ji Xiang step over this step with ease, knowing clearly that Ji Xiang had done at least dozens or hundreds of similar operations.

And that's not counting, Jixiang must have been instructed by a famous teacher, coupled with his own understanding and strong hands-on ability, so he demonstrated such a powerful surgical technique.

Without any one point, it would be impossible for the operation to be so skillful.