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Huo Congjun stepped open the door of the operating room and hummed a song on the way to the dressing room:

"Blue sky, clear lake water, green grassland..."

As he sang, he looked into other operating rooms like a rancher looking at his flock.

Doctors in the emergency department all know that when Huo Congjun sings Tengger's song, it means that he is in a good mood. However, it is still rare to hear him sing this song "Paradise".

"I love you, my home... my home, my paradise..." Director Du, who was working in operating room No. 4, listened to the climax and sang along softly, and then guided the residents under him.

: "The patient is suppressed. The abscess is quite deep. I'll use puncture to find it first..."

Anesthesiologist Su Jiafu randomly filled in some medication data on the computer, saved it, and said with a smile: "Director Du, I'll take a look at it on the 1st."

"Okay." Director Du carefully poked the patient with a long needle without even raising his head.

Su Jiafu walked out of the operating room with a smile and thought to himself: "The hospital should provide mandatory psychological intervention to surgeons every six months.

When I opened the door of operating room No. 1, the expected tension did not appear.

Su Jiafu breathed a sigh of relief. It's good that there was no quarrel in the operating room. Anesthetists are already overloaded and die from overwork. It would be too hard to break up the fight.

At the same time, Su Jiafu secretly praised Huo Congjun. He did not expect that the famous Second Artillery Comrade in the hospital was also very good at ideological work.

He sat comfortably in his chair, turned on the computer, and started writing medication records.

"This side has been sewn, and the last one is left." Ling Ran let go of his hand and shouted "wipe sweat" again.

The nurse beside him, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately wiped away the sweat stains on Ling Ran's temples and forehead with a clean white gauze. The serious look on his upturned face was rare to see.

Zhao Lele's face turned green with envy, and he took the opportunity to laugh twice: "When I was a resident doctor, I had to wipe away the sweat even if I wanted to. Please wipe it away."

He is a flexible man. He has worked in the hospital for so long. Naturally, he cannot play the game of "if you don't speak, it means I am angry" like children, and just stabbed Lingran secretly.

Not being polite is the label Zhao Lele wants to put on Ling Ran.

Ling Ran didn't say anything, but the nurse was unhappy and said: "When you were a resident doctor, the reform and opening up had not yet happened. People of our generation can say whatever they like. Doctor Ling should not imitate his fake politeness.

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Zhao Le, who considers himself fair-skinned and healthy, swayed twice when he was attacked, and tried to argue: "I am only in my thirties this year. I was not even born when the reform and opening up was announced."

"Is reform and opening up so early? I don't even know." The little nurse pouted and turned around and ignored him.

The nurses in the department are managed by the head nurse, while in the hospital there is a nursing department. Even if the doctor is the chief doctor, he can only give advice to the head nurse and cannot directly interfere with the work and management of the nurses.

Therefore, an attending doctor like Zhao Lele can tell some dirty jokes when he has nothing to do, even if the nurse doesn't want to talk to him.

Zhao Le coughed helplessly and lowered his head to do his own thing.

"Vascular forceps."

"Scissors."

Ling Ran's voice was heard again in the room.

This time, Zhao Lele was convinced that Ling Ran really needed to call out the equipment. Otherwise, the equipment nurse, who had never been exposed to the Tang method, would not know what to hand over.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lele sighed secretly.

He knew why Huo Congjun valued Ling Ran. In fact, although he was extremely angry, if he were the director, he would also value such a doctor.

In a hospital, doctors are the least valuable, and doctors are the most valuable.

There are nearly 150,000 clinical undergraduate graduates and nearly 20,000 clinical master's graduates in the country every year. There are more than 1,300 tertiary-level hospitals they hope to enter in the country, and very few non-related undergraduate students are recruited every year. Yes.

As far as hospitals are concerned, interns come and go, just like consumables. Resident doctors and even ordinary attendings are not uncommon. If one leaves, they can recruit another one and earn more favors.

However, doctors who can make a name for themselves in a region and make achievements in a single disease are very popular with hospitals.

Expressed in vulgar terms, interns receive a monthly subsidy of 600 to 1,200 yuan, residents before regular training receive about 2,000 yuan per month, residents after regular training only receive a few thousand yuan, and attending physicians receive one.

More than 10,000 yuan is not a small amount, unless you are in a wealthy department such as orthopedics or ophthalmology, you can hope to get 30,000 yuan.

In comparison, for a doctor who has made a name for himself, the friendly price for an operation in another hospital will be more than 5,000 yuan. If the operation time is longer, or the demand is high, the cost of a single operation (

It is common for a doctor to ask for 10,000 or 20,000 yuan for an operation. A more capable doctor may even ask the local hospital to prepare two or three surgeries at once and complete them in one go, saving the hassle of traveling and traveling.

As for doctors changing jobs, the price is now clearly stated. If a surgeon has 1,000 cases of experience in a certain superior surgical procedure, many hospitals will be willing to pay 1 million or 2 million yuan in liquidated damages to transfer him.

Poaching - the learning cost of 500 or 1,000 yuan per operation is much cheaper than training yourself.

Because of this, for doctors at the deputy director level of Yunyi Hand Surgery, the liquidated damages generally rise to 5 million. Even so, various rumors will still appear every year, and after two or three years, there will be

One rumor was confirmed.

In this direction, the medical field and professional sports also have similarities.

Intern doctors and regular training doctors are in the entry-level stage, and their monthly income is only enough to survive. Senior residents and attending doctors are equivalent to entering the lowest professional league. They must train to improve themselves and compete on the field.

Tired of working hard, in the end they can only earn an income to support their families. Only when doctors reach the deputy director level can they talk about medical status, but they are still at the stage where they are better than those above and not enough than below. If many people leave the field where they work

The team may completely leave the circle.

Only those doctors who have made a name for themselves, at least those who are famous in the industry, have room for choice and a relatively generous income. Correspondingly, the emergence of transfer fees...

Zhao Lele looked down at the patient who was still knocked down by numbness, and thought to himself, this guy is the touchstone of the director, and he will probably get the best treatment.

Once his hand function recovers as expected, Huo Congjun can at least build another operating room.

"All done."

Ling Ran said and started to check.

At this time, the doctors who were returning to the operating room one after another could not restrain their curiosity and gathered around him.

Ling Ran kept to himself and carefully searched the wound after suturing.

As Ling Ran, who always checks whether the windows are closed before going out, he naturally looks more carefully before sending patients out.

Zhao Lele also stepped up the operation.

His job was originally simpler. He covered the exposed areas with dressings, closed the leaked areas that should not be exposed, separated the areas that should not be hugged, and then ensured various physiological functions.

If the indicator is relatively stable, you can let it go.

Finally, before Ling Ran was about to leave, Zhao Le threw away the pliers and said, "I've finished handling it here."

"Great, you can rest." The little nurse raised her fist excitedly, jumped off the step stool, and finally glanced at Dr. Zhao. Then she turned her head and found that her forehead only reached Ling Ran's shoulders. She couldn't help but
Chapter completed!