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602 Miracle

If someone else had made such a request, I'm afraid this young doctor would have spurned him back.

Who are you? Who are you? Who do you think you are?

You actually want to go to our ICU, you even want to walk around our ward. You are not a doctor in our hospital, why should I take you there.

But the old man in front of me looks very impressive at first glance, and he is followed by a group of young and strong men in white coats who look at him eagerly.

Moreover, a military green shirt and pants could be seen under the white coat, which made the young doctor feel numb and didn't know how to deal with it.

The other party is obviously not a medical doctor, but a colleague from a certain hospital.

But even colleagues are not allowed to enter the ICU to watch without the approval of the leader?

At this moment, Xiao Feng had just walked out of the observation room with Mr. Xia, and saw all this scene.

He smiled and said to the young doctor: "Xiao Yang, this is Senior Zhu from the 521 Hospital. Please take them to the ICU for a visit."

How could he not understand what the old man was planning? He must have wanted to see the effect of subsequent treatment.

In fact, this is a good thing for them. To be honest, the Sunshine Burn and Scald Hospital was somewhat famous before, but because it is privately owned, it has always been looked down upon by some state-run regular hospitals.

But now with this opportunity, they want to clear their name. I am not the kind of liar hospital that only defrauds money!

We have our own unique skills in the field of burns and scalds!

And if they tell these words themselves, not many people may be willing to believe them. After all, everyone knows the reason why Mrs. Wang sells melons.

But if the news comes from the mouth of old man Zhu, it will be another matter.

He had also asked Commander Wang before to find out that Mr. Zhu not only had a high status in the 521 Hospital, but also seemed to have a high status in the field of burns and scalds in China.

If he could spread the word about the Sunburn and Scald Hospital through his mouth, the effect would be immediate!

After listening to Xiao Feng's words, the young doctor immediately led Mr. Zhu and his students to the ICU and ward upstairs.

Xiao Feng took Mr. Xia directly upstairs to the office reserved for him.

Although he is not the president, as an investor in this hospital, Guan Zhenhai will certainly set aside an office with the best location for him. Even if he doesn't come often, the rules should still be in place.

Mr. Xia had just watched three surgeries in the observation room, and his confidence in the Sunburn and Scald Hospital had been completely boosted.

Although he is not a doctor, he also knows that with such severe burns and scalds, at least two patients in other hospitals may not be able to survive the operating table.

But in this hospital, the injured were all brought back from the hell gate, which shows that the technology of this hospital is really good.

And as a layman, he has seen enough cruel scenes today. He really can't watch anymore. If he continues to watch, it won't be a problem of insomnia tonight.

It may even cause serious psychological problems.

As for Commander Wang, he was unwilling to come out. He still had seven or eight subordinates with serious burns and scalds waiting to go to the operating table. He would never come out of the observation room until those people's operations were completed.

Mr. Zhu here, led by the young doctor, quickly came upstairs. Mr. Zhu could see that the young man was a little nervous, so he smiled and calmed him down.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhu Zhihe!"

"Hey! Are we still the same family? Which school did you graduate from? Why don't you go to work in a regular large hospital?"

He just asked this casually, but in the end he got a laugh from the young doctor in front of him.

"I graduated from Bincheng Medical University, but the school is neither 211 nor 985. Even if I want to apply for a job in a regular hospital, they won't want me!"

Although these words were a bit harsh, Mr. Zhu could only nod helplessly.

It is true that on the one hand, there are not enough doctors in the hospital, and on the other hand, there are many students who have graduated from medical schools and cannot enter the hospital.

The blame is on those damn rating systems.

For example, those top tertiary hospitals that recruit people now must at least start with a master's degree, and a doctorate is common, and even those who graduated from ordinary colleges and universities are not eligible.

Ordinary hospitals will also require doctors to graduate from 211-level medical schools.

Only some township-level hospitals or health centers will recruit students who are not from 211 or 985 medical schools.

But the wages offered by these places are quite impressive. Anyway, in the end, many students who graduate from medical schools will be reduced to selling drugs in pharmaceutical companies, or they will have to change careers.

There was silence in the elevator for a while, but fortunately, they quickly reached the floor where the ICU was located. The young doctor took Mr. Zhu and the others to the ICU ward quickly.

And it was a coincidence that the director guarding the ICU ward happened to be a former student of Mr. Zhu, and he was very surprised to see Mr. Zhu arrive.

When Mr. Zhu said that he wanted to go in to see the patient's recovery and learn about their new treatments, the director immediately agreed, but only allowed Mr. Zhu to enter the ICU alone.

After wearing a sterile suit and undergoing strict sterilization and disinfection before entering the ward, Mr. Zhu followed his students into the ward.

In this ICU, three wounded people who had just undergone surgery were already lying in the ICU, which was different from the white gauze used to wrap the wounded in other hospitals.

The injured areas of these wounded people were wrapped in something strange that looked like human skin.

Zhu Laoqiang suppressed his curiosity and first went to the instrument table in front of the hospital bed to check the wounded man's vital signs.

The blood pressure and heartbeat were all very stable, and the wounded were all sleeping on the bed, but judging from their appearance, they were not in too much pain.

Obviously they did not encounter bacterial infection or inflammation. This was simply beyond Mr. Zhu's knowledge.

In his entire life, he has treated countless burn and scald patients, and no one has ever had to deal with such severe burns and scalds without having to go through an infection test.

How on earth does this sun burn and scald hospital do it?

After looking at the conditions of all the injured, no matter how serious they were, they were almost always in this condition. Mr. Zhu couldn't help it anymore and asked the director of the ICU.

The ICU director's surname is Hou. He graduated from a military medical university and was a student of Mr. Zhu. He later worked in a military hospital for more than ten years and only jumped to the local level in the first two years.

"Xiao Hou, weren't you formerly the deputy director of the Burn Department of the City's First Hospital?"

"Hi! Teacher, that was all last year. You may not know my situation. Last year, my mother was seriously ill and was hospitalized. My wife unexpectedly became pregnant with a second child. The financial burden on my family was relatively heavy. It happened that this hospital was recruiting people and the conditions were good.

The offer was good. I jumped over."

The teacher and the student first chatted a few words about family matters and got closer to each other, and then Mr. Zhu asked.

"What is this thing you wrapped around the injured person? Why does it look so like human skin?"

"Haha, teacher, this is pigskin. We have developed a special dressing for patients with severe burns. It has sterilization and anti-infection functions. Compared with other dressing products, this product is more breathable and beneficial to the wound.

recover."

"What about the ointment you used?"

Mr. Zhu asked tentatively again. In fact, this was very taboo.

In fact, there are several hospitals in China, such as Jingcheng Dashuitan, Shuangqing Southwest, Red Army 304, etc. These hospitals have their own experience and unique skills in treating burns and scalds.

And their unique skills are reflected in the secret ointments they prepare themselves.

Each family has different formulas and different effects, but they all have their own unique features.

But Mr. Zhu had never seen anything as magical as the Sunshine Burn and Scald Hospital today, so he couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

"Haha, teacher, this is the secret of our hospital. To be honest, when I first came here, I was shocked when I saw their innovative treatments. It is their magical ointment that can ensure the high success rate of this operation.

.And to tell you the truth, these wounded people are so serious as you can see. If they were sent to other hospitals, they would not be able to be rescued even if they were 50% or 50%. They would only have a 30% chance of being rescued and only a 30% chance of surviving the anti-infection test.

Just 10%. But here, I guarantee you that they will survive 100%."

"Really? Is your ointment really so magical?"

The old military doctor who had been dealing with burns and scalds all his life could no longer control his excitement and grabbed Director Hou's hand and asked.

Director Hou laughed: "Teacher, how can I lie to you? It's been fifteen minutes. Let's go, let's talk outside."

When the two of them left the hospital, other military doctors brought by Mr. Zhu also gathered around them. They had seen the previous treatment process in this hospital on the screen in the monitoring room. This was simply a miracle.

At this time, like Mr. Zhu, they were full of curiosity.

Director Hou, obviously very experienced in this situation, explained to them the magic of the burn and scald ointment developed by their hospital.

He also led them to the ward upstairs. There are a total of 70 or 80 wards on the three floors upstairs. There are now just over 20 burn and scald patients from all over the province who came to them for treatment.

It can be said that the conditions of these burn and scald patients are not necessarily less serious than those of the firefighters. Otherwise, there is no need to come all the way here to seek help.

The director took Mr. Zhu and other seniors to take a general look at the case, introduced the patient's condition when he was admitted to the hospital, and showed them the patient's current recovery.

This shocked Mr. Zhu and all his fellow disciples. This was so awesome!
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