Chapter 697

Poor people must be hateful. This seems to be very reasonable, but some people don't belong to the category of this sentence. For example, the patient just doesn't belong to it.

Therefore, Zhang Fan decided to help him. Sometimes, the doctor's successful operation may not be able to save others. The postoperative treatment is also expensive for them.

"I think the hospital seems to have a lot of nursing workers?" Zhang Fanming knows why. In large hospitals, he doesn't know which confused minister put down a confused system.

It is the so-called nursing level. The higher the level, the more expensive the charge. Of course, the service is relatively more comprehensive.

Shampoo, foot washing and nail twisting are included in the primary care, and should be reflected in the treatment satisfaction.

This is a hospital, not a beauty salon. The primary care is determined according to the patient's condition. It is to let the patients with severe condition get better and more treatment and care, rather than to let the patients get a comprehensive sword.

Nurses who had a very heavy workload could not stand it at once. Because of the existence of the system, the head nurse and department director stressed that as long as the patients occupying the point and edge must be cared for at the next level.

Then, there are policies and countermeasures. Service companies and labor companies have also entered the hospital.

Don't underestimate this service company. Although workers are also very hard, the job of serving patients is really not a good job, but the income of the hospital is high, and the people who start the company are rich.

As for others... Especially in large hospitals, caregivers directly don't let their families do it. Even if there are 80 or 90 people around the family, they don't let you serve your family in the hospital.

"A lot." The director of the pancreatic Department went through Zhang Fan's words in his mind. What does that mean? Does he have relatives ready to start the company?

He had long been separated from things in the ward. When he came to the door of the office, Zhang Fan said to the old secretary Wu in the office: "brother, can you do me a favor?"

"OK, OK, OK, what's the matter?" The Secretary suddenly stood up. Who is Zhang Fan? He is the most beloved younger generation who can hook up with old Wu. Now ask him for something. Don't say it's hard to do, even if he breaks his head.

"Hehe, I think the patient's family is good in all aspects, and the family is also in financial difficulties. Can you arrange her to be a nurse?"

"Er!" Not only the Secretary, but also the director of the pancreatic Department yawned. At the end, he accidentally sucked a flying insect into his mouth.

"No problem, no problem, Zhang Yuan, she, I'll arrange it directly in our department. Do you think it's ok! You don't need a Labor Director for such a small matter. "

Before they could react, Zhang Fan was too nervous to play cards. At this time, the head nurse of the pancreatic Department said with a smile.

"OK, please!" Zhang Fan smiled at the head nurse.

Although the Secretary and the director of the pancreatic department have a smile on their faces, they do have a different look in Zhang Fan's eyes.

Maybe it's like a lion watching a strange tiger: how does this guy like to eat grass?

Zhang Fan's heart is still soft, but it can't exist for a long time, which will affect his objectivity and neutrality in treatment. After adjusting his state of mind.

Zhang Fan said to the director of the pancreatic department, "now go and see the patient who refused to operate in Fangdong!"

The director of the pancreas Department looked at Zhang Fan, and then at Mr. Wu's secretary. Without waiting for the director of the pancreas department to speak, Mr. Wu came over, "I'll accompany you to the ward round."

This time it was Zhang Fan's turn to look at him in surprise, "the patient is a little special, a little special!" The Secretary said awkwardly, then took Zhang Fan one step first, and then quietly told Zhang Fan about the origin of the patient.

It turned out that the patient worked in a Kanghua company when he was young, but because he was too young at that time, he didn't have any eyebrows.

The company started suddenly and fell suddenly. Although he didn't get any positions in the company, he also met more energetic young people.

Then he went to Qiongzhou with the spirit of killing all sides.

It is estimated that the name of this place is not good. In the end, these guys not only spent all their money on selling notes and pouring materials, but also broke the bank in the end.

Sometimes, when the capital reaches a certain level, it is really not something that ordinary people can play. Therefore, the patient also understands that his brain is not enough in this tide, and his physical courage is not a good athlete who can catch up with the tide.

After receiving his heart, he relied on his ancestors to fight for some blessings. He went home safely and collected antiques. He didn't know whether he was instructed by an expert or lucky enough to make a fortune.

In the early years, all the broken things were turned into red tickets. They had money and no worries. They also lived a happy life. In order to maintain the relationship in the past, drinking Maotai was like drinking water, and drinking foreign wine was like drinking beer.

In his home, he can talk to and pick up trouble with energetic people.

His children, in vulgar terms, are not as good as one generation. They all go abroad to study abroad, but when they return home, they don't even speak foreign languages, but they have learned Chinese dialects all over.

I have no ability and can't stay abroad. I can only return home to be a charter lady.

They have no ability to do this, and their eyes are higher than the top. When the top pillars of their family are found to be cancer, they suggest going abroad for treatment one by one, as if they think that Chinese medicine will bleed for TN.

Old Wu's secretary took Zhang Fan, the director of the pancreatic department and the head nurse to the patient's ward, while others were dismissed.

It's difficult to find a single room in Fangdong hospital. It's estimated that people who don't have any social energy don't want to think about it. Sometimes, money may not be useful in such ministerial hospitals.

As soon as he entered the ward, Zhang Fan felt that he was in the wrong place. It was not the smell of Faure Marin nor the bath disinfectant, but the smell of all kinds of perfume.

Fragrant and not thick, like one of the smells, Zhang Fan smelled it on Jia Suyue, and the little girl could not bear to use it at any time, that is, which perfume she used occasionally.

Look at the tables in the ward. There are rows of donkey bags of various models for men and women. Zhang Fan of other brands doesn't know.

On the patient's bedside table are all health products in foreign languages, such as Australian raw sea fish oil, American vitamins and German protein. Anyway, they were kicked by a donkey to buy things, but it doesn't matter if they are rich and willful.

Of course, luxury objects can't change the patient's face. There is a gray patient lying on the hospital bed.

When he saw the doctor enter the ward, his eyes didn't move. He was staring at the fluorescent lamp on the roof.

And the families around them, no matter what they say, look at their clothes, they can give people a sense of wealth.

Bright watches, big beans and diamonds, and the morning sun shining into the ward are jewels.

The faces of all of you were also different. They were impatient, irritable, and looked at what the doctors despised, but none of them came forward to talk.

It was embarrassing, and the director of the pancreatic department didn't say a word. He knew that these people couldn't pay attention to his name, and he had to wait for Wu's secretary to speak.

"Yang Lao, how are you feeling today. I came to see you on behalf of Wu Yuan. "

"Not dead yet!"

"Hehe, I can't. Originally, you decided to go abroad for surgery. As a result, there was some progress in pancreatic surgery yesterday. I'll report to you. "

Old Wu's secretary is very polite.

Originally dull eyes had a little vitality, Gulu turned around and looked at the Secretary and doctor who entered the door.

"This is Mr. Lu's closed disciple Zhang Fan, academician Lu of the northern Bluebird.

He is also a nephew of our Wu hospital. Yesterday, president Zhang and President Wu performed pancreatic surgery at the same time.

The effect of the operation is very good. Today I brought Zhang Yuan here to tell you about the operation. "

"Where's old Wu?" The patient's dry mouth opened like a watered lip.

To tell the truth, a doctor at the level of old Wu never came to his ward from beginning to end. The old man's temper was not very good, so he didn't pay attention to him.

However, the patient felt that his status and achievements should enable Mr. Wu to come and see him. As a result, he didn't wait, so the family members at home didn't look good in face.

"Mr. Wu had a meeting in the General Logistics Department of the army today. The big leader asked Mr. Wu to attend and speak. He really didn't have time."

The Secretary bowed himself, but speaking of old Wu, he handed him a small nail. Mr. Wu has an egg meeting. He will have breakfast in the office and prepare for surgery.

"Oh, let's talk!" What kind of indifferent state does the eyes belong to.

"Er!" Zhang Fan was going to speak, but he didn't want to hear it.

Zhang Fan thought that a hammer was a hammer. The amount of surgery required by the system was too large. He just wanted to open his mouth.

A little white face spoke next to him, and the young man could not be regarded as a little white face. He was dressed in a small suit, and the tendons of his whole body lined the suit very well.

"Pancreatic cancer, you are not going to take us as a test product. We are in the early stage and have great opportunities abroad.

Really, we don't want the old man to gamble here. We can't afford to gamble. The old man wants to rest. You can do it yourself. "

When talking about pancreatic cancer, the patient on the bed trembled, but did not speak.

The middle-aged people around the young man, both men and women, have a good expression.

Zhang Fan was stunned. Without saying a word, he turned and went out of the door. As soon as he came to the door, the young man spoke again in a very magnetic voice.

"Don't fool us as people who don't understand anything. Let president Wu tell us something. Don't send shrimp and crab generals day by day!"

Not only Zhang Fan, but also the director of the pancreatic Department changed color. And what did old Wu's secretary do when he came in and when he came out.

This is the ability.