Chapter 519 Collective Decision-Making of the Health Care Group

After Director Sun and Zheng Ren finalized the patient's second-stage surgery tomorrow morning, they turned around and left. This red envelope can be said to be extremely affordable.

Back in the dressing room, Zheng Ren didn't change in a hurry, but came to the small smoking room and lit half of the purple cloud.

Taking a deep breath, the whole person is refreshed.

Too many things, too few hands, exhausted every day.

This is the basic state of life of almost all doctors who are self-motivated, and Zheng Ren has a little advantage over them—the Xie Yi people will not quarrel with Zheng Ren because they have less time to get together.

Generally, doctors in their thirties basically work 8-10 hours a day. Apart from the necessary "waste" of maintaining physiological functions such as sleeping and eating, they also need to take time to study, get promoted, and do scientific research.

When I get home, it’s better if I don’t have a baby, and I can go out with my wife to watch a movie and have a meal every now and then. If you have a baby, it will be miserable.

Everyone is the same.

Thinking of this, Zheng Ren felt a little worried.

Xie Yiren's birthday is a big event, and Zheng Ren knows it without Su Yun's warning.

What to do, I only have one idea in my mind, but I can't refine it, and I can't even say whether it can be done.

Glancing at WeChat, Cui Heming left a message saying that a person he helped find had already boarded the plane. Zheng Ren hastily sent a message to Feng Xuhui, forwarding the ticket to Feng Xuhui, asking him to pick it up for him.

In the afternoon, there will be three more preoperative presentations...

Zheng Ren couldn't get away from this side at all.

After smoking half a cigarette, Zheng Ren sighed. I hope I am not busy tonight, so I must ask Xiao Yiren out for dinner.

Being so busy makes people overwhelmed, Zheng Ren especially misses the quiet time with Xie Yiren.

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Imperial capital, somewhere.

Director Kong sat upright, with his hands on his knees, as if he had returned to the time when he had just joined the army more than twenty years ago.

The chief dean of the hospital, the deputy dean in charge of clinical work, and a small number of core relevant people are doing quietly.

A shrewd and capable middle-aged man in his forties was holding a document in his hand and was looking at it carefully.

He has been watching for twenty minutes, but the people present are not impatient at all, they just sit upright.

After a long time, the middle-aged man raised his head and asked, "The result of the political trial is very good, and it looks okay now."

Director Kong's expression relaxed a little.

"It's just that the new surgical method is mature?" the man asked.

"Because it is a new operation, the number of patients undergoing surgery is not enough, but I think it is more mature." When Director Kong said this, he was still a little nervous.

In any case, this was using his own face as a guarantee for Zheng Ren.

If it is done, it will be beneficial to oneself.

If not, you have to bear the responsibility yourself.

The middle-aged man pondered.

"Yesterday, when I had a group discussion with my colleagues in the health care group, I mentioned a similar problem." Director Kong said: "A German professor who was conducting related surgery research in Shanghai before is now in Haicheng, and Zheng Renzheng Doctors learn about operations.”

"According to the feedback from Dr. Zheng's assistant, the second operation was performed on a patient provided by this German professor. The operation was successful and it was a teaching operation." Director Kong said slowly.

This is also the source of his confidence.

Professor Rudolf Wagner, that is a banner in academia.

Even he went to Haicheng, the chance of problems in the operation is really not high.

The middle-aged man remained silent. He looked at Director Kong, cherishing words like gold.

"After discussions among comrades and collective decision-making, we think that the operation can be carried out." Director Kong finally said.

This is the most crucial sentence.

The middle-aged man nodded without wasting time, stood up and said, "Then I will report."

After sending him away, the atmosphere eased up a bit.

The dean is already very old, nearly sixty years old, with gray hair.

But his back is straight, not much changed from when he was a teenager.

Some habits are immersed in the depths of the soul.

"Director Kong, are the comrades in the health care team united in their opinions?" After the meeting, Dean Yan called Director Kong to his office, together with Vice President Yuan, who was in charge of clinical work.

"It was not unified at first." Director Kong said truthfully.

There was something in these words, the two deans sat down, and the secretary made three cups of tea and put them in front of the three.

"Recently, there have been some new developments in Haicheng. When faced with objections, I shared these developments. Later, everyone came to a consensus and decided to let Dr. Zheng perform the surgery." Director Kong said.

Dean Yan suddenly became interested, but he didn't express any emotion on his face. He just picked up the teacup and wiped away the dense water vapor with the lid.

He didn't rush to drink tea, but smelled the tea.

"I'm getting older, and I don't like many things. Drinking tea is my only hobby." Dean Yan said lightly.

When Director Kong heard this, he immediately sat up straight with a serious expression.

Based on his understanding of Dean Yan, he was afraid that he was complacent, and he had already made the dean unhappy by making a small pass.

"After Dr. Zheng returned to Haicheng, he began to work on the research of the new TIPS operation method, and the paper will be published in the latest issue of the New England Journal of Medicine."

"Oh? At such a young age, it's great to have the top journal on papers." Dean Yan nodded and took a sip of tea.

"This is just the beginning." Director Kong said: "Research with Dr. Zheng...or as an assistant in the research work, it is Professor Rudolf Wagner from the Heidelberg University Medical Center. The professor is a top scientific and technological talent in the field of intervention. It is reported that We are working on submitting the new TIPS operation method for the review of the Nobel Prize in Medicine next year."

"Huh?" Dean Yan and Dean Yuan froze for a moment.

Fortunately, publishing papers and the like could not attract the attention of the two directors and vice presidents of the country's top tertiary hospitals.

But the Nobel Prize...

This is a big deal!

Even if it is not eligible for the Nobel Prize in Medicine, the identity of a candidate is worthy of attention.

No wonder, the comrades in the health care group agreed collectively.

"Director Kong, what do you think?" Dean Yan was scheming and thought about countless things in an instant, but he didn't say anything, and just looked at Director Kong with reserved eyes.

"My idea is that talents like Dr. Zheng should stay in our hospital." Director Kong said firmly.

As soon as the words fell, he immediately felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his tone, so he repeated, "Definitely, you must stay in our hospital!"

"Hmm..." Dean Yan pondered.

Dean Yuan said with a smile, "It's the little doctor who rescued Fang Lin."

Director Kong nodded.

"That young man is good, I think it's okay." Dean Yuan nodded.

"Yes." Dean Yan thought for a few seconds, then said happily.

The power of personnel affairs is in the hands of the dean. If he doesn't nod, no matter whether it's Director Kong or Dean Yuan, they will be busy in vain.

Dean Yan also knew that Director Kong took the opportunity to report this matter to himself.

However, it is unlikely that I disagree. After all, he is a candidate for the Nobel Prize. If the little guy soars into the sky in the future, he might not be able to win him over.

At this moment, it is a good opportunity to meet at the end of the day.

Director Kong didn't relax because of the consent of the dean, he frowned, as if there was something hard to say.

"Director Kong, if you have anything to say, just say it." Dean Yan also didn't understand. Director Kong is not the kind of person who keeps his words hidden. What's the matter today?

"President Yan, when Dr. Zheng first completed the interventional embolization of the prostate, I asked him if he wanted to come to our hospital, but Dr. Zheng refused."

Um? A doctor in a city-level hospital should not refuse the call of the top tertiary hospital in the country.

What is the problem? Is it salary or position?

Dean Yan and Dean Yuan looked at Director Kong, waiting for the next sentence.

"I was also very strange. Then I sent Professor Rudolf Wagner to Haicheng. The director of the emergency department of the First Hospital of Haicheng City is an old doctor who went down from our army. He used to be the director of the high-ranking ward of the military region. He The relationship with Dr. Zheng is very close, like father and son." Director Kong said slowly.

"Director Lao Pan is determined to improve the level of emergency services in Haicheng and escort the local construction." Director Kong said, "I also inquired about some related information later. Doctor Zheng refused my invitation, probably because of Comrade Lao Pan."

"Interesting, like our people." Dean Yan nodded, crossed his hands, and circled his thumbs around each other.

After hearing Director Kong's analysis, he agreed.

People who go out in the army are all the same, they always want to do something, such as supporting local construction and other stupid efforts.

The society is becoming more and more impetuous, and soldiers can't.

Unexpectedly, a young doctor under thirty would give up the opportunity to come to the imperial capital for the "unrealistic" idea of ​​supporting local construction by old comrades, which is commendable.

"What do you think?" Vice President Yuan asked Director Kong.

"At the beginning, I thought that twisted melons are not sweet." Director Kong said: "Since Xiao Zheng has this idea, fulfilling him is also fulfilling the hard work of our veteran comrades in the army."

As he spoke, Director Kong smiled wryly.

"The most important thing is that Director Pan is too old to work for a few years. I think, it will be too late to bring up this matter after Director Pan retires completely.

Unexpectedly, he grew up too fast. It's only been a few months, and I'm going to compete for the Nobel Prize. If you don't do it again, the difficulty will increase exponentially in the future. "

"Yeah." Dean Yan narrowed his eyes, looking as if he was asleep. It's just that under the desk that no one else can see, the two thumbs are moving faster and faster.

"I have some ideas and big moves, such as the acquisition of Haicheng No. 1 Hospital after being discharged from the hospital," Director Kong said.

"Impossible." Sure enough, this idea was directly rejected by Vice President Yuan.

"Then we can only send people to support in the name of supporting local construction." Director Kong thought for a long time, and finally threw this opinion out.

Hearing this opinion, the eyes of the two deans lit up.

"Okay!" Dean Yan made the decision directly, "Help the old comrades and solve the worries of the younger comrades. This is a good way!"