earn money!

These two words are more sensitive.

Everyone wants to make money, but it's not very interesting to say these two words.

A gentleman loves money and takes it in a right way.

However, in the current environment, doctors were mostly supported by gray income in previous years. The last two years have been better, but doctors of the same level can never be compared with doctors in other countries in terms of income.

Xia Hua looked at the patient's family. The anesthesiologist knew what Xia Hua meant. He smiled and stopped talking, but quickly sent the patient to the ICU.

After placing the patient, Xia Hua told the doctor in ICU about boss Zheng's instructions, and then left with the anesthesiologist.

"Brother Huang, how do you say boss Zheng makes money?"

"Guess." The anesthesiologist asked mysteriously.

"The salary plus bonus of emperor capital is even high, twenty or thirty thousand a month. Drugs... Are basically dead now. Consumables... There is no oil and water after the two vote system and zero bonus next year. Flying knives. Now surgeons basically rely on flying knives." Xia Hua Road.

"The eyelids are so shallow." The anesthesiologist said proudly, "boss Zheng makes money by giving lectures!"

"Lecture?"

"The new tips surgery project has opened two student classes." The anesthesiologist said, "I heard from one of my classmates. He works in Jizhong. Their director of intervention Department has just gone to study."

Xia Hua didn't understand what the anesthesiologist meant.

The anesthesiologist looked at Xia Hua's face and was proud. What he wanted was this effect.

When I first learned the news, I should be more surprised than Xia Hua.

"Let me tell you, my classmate is in a famous third class hospital in Jizhong, with more beds than us." The anesthesiologist said, "the director of the intervention department was called by director Zhou of the liver and gallbladder of the imperial capital."

Xia Hua can imagine.

It's close to the imperial capital. You can get there in a few hours by motor car. People in the imperial capital don't have to take a plane to fly a knife. They can get there directly by high-speed railway.

However, the emperor's liver and gall, which is a top-level cow forced hospital, Xia Hua yearns for it.

The director didn't dare to think that when he could get the call of the chief director of the hospital at the level of emperor liver and gallbladder, even if it was very powerful.

"At first, he didn't want to go. There was so much work at home that he couldn't get busy. But later, director Zhou was directly angry! He called and scolded him."

"Brother Huang, this is too exaggerated." Xia Hua looked at the anesthesiologist's happy gossip, and some reluctantly interrupted him, "did you guess that you were scolded?"

"Look, it's right to say you have shallow eyelids." The anesthesiologist smiled and said, "this is what the director of the intervention Department said on the wine table after he went back."

“......”

"I'm very proud. Spittle stars fly for several meters." The anesthesiologist said.

“......”

"He said he didn't know what had happened on the first day. Director Zhou called them all at six in the morning. Guess what to practice?"

"What?" Xia Hua was stunned and practiced?

"Practice greeting boss Zheng!"

“......”

Xia Hua is really going to cry this time.

Boss Zheng will come whenever he comes. Why do you have to practice.

"At the beginning, the director was not happy either. But director Zhou, who was very brave in the imperial capital, said that when he went to visit boss Zheng, he had to stand in the corridor and wait. Who do you guess is the only person with a seat?"

The emperor's liver and gall, the big director, have to stand in the corridor like a little doctor waiting for boss Zheng? This shelf is too big.

Xia Hua thought about the picture at that time and yearned for it in her heart. People just wanted to know what they were.

"At that time, boss Zheng took out a chair and only sat for the lame consumables manager just now."

Xia Hua felt that she must be tired and ignorant, and had auditory hallucinations.

The big director of the emperor's liver and gall stood on one side. Did the little broken consumables merchant dare to sit? Boss Zheng is taking bean bags as dry food.

He swallowed hard and whispered, "it's a little too much."

"People's level is. Later, it is said that director Zhou Chunyong said it when seeing off directors everywhere. He patted his chest and said that he was convinced."

"Ah?"

Don't even have a chair. Are you convinced? Is it difficult that the lame consumables manager is also a master?

"Director Zhou said that later, he inquired that people's legs were in the earthquake relief... You didn't go, did you?"

"No."

"Boss Zheng first entered the epicenter. Later, before the road was opened, he carried the wounded out of the aftershock and directly started the rescue in the nearest Pengxi township hospital."

Xia Hua was silent.

"There are many wounded people. How many consumables do you think a township hospital can have? Boss Zheng called, and manager Feng opened their company's warehouse and pulled all the consumables directly."

"On the way, he was shot through his thighs by steel bars and drove to Pengxi township hospital. People were in shock."

Xia Hua has no experience and can't think of it. But just listening, tears have filled my eyes.

"Director Zhou said that as long as manager Feng doesn't do anything harmful, he will use manager Feng's consumables for the liver and gallbladder of the imperial capital, at least in their ward."

The anesthesiologist smiled and said, "just talking nonsense, I haven't said anything about lectures. Among these students, the domestic directors are forced in by director Zhou, relying on his relationship with boss Zheng."

“......”

This is ridiculous, but Xia Hua didn't say anything. There are too many incredible things that he can't accept.

"At that time, the largest number of foreign professors were at $300000 per person. It is said that the second batch had risen to $500000, and there was no place. At this price, the directors thought it was right to welcome boss Zheng. Take a bow, 300000, or $would you rather?"

Xia Hua continued to cry.

"After two classes and a few surgeries, boss Zheng earns 100 million yuan less! It's Professor Gao's favor that people come to operate on your old man. Who wants you to have three melons and two dates." The anesthesiologist said finally, that's the point.

Is that true?

If a few hours Xia Hua wouldn't even believe what the anesthesiologist said two hours ago.

But now, Xia Hua has no doubt.

People's surgery is really awesome!

Endoscopic surgery + interventional surgery directly "fished" back a severe patient who needed secondary surgery.

I didn't expect this operation, let alone my initial diagnosis was wrong.

Xia Hua was silent.

"Xiao Xia, your old man is blessed. I guess he can live another year." The anesthesiologist said, "by the way, don't forget to call the anesthesiology department and say to have an emergency consultation. I'm afraid I don't breathe on the stage and need an emergency intubation."

"Oh, oh, I'll call when I go to the operating room."

Although this is a bit unlucky, they are all doctors and have long been used to it.

More auspicious words are not as good as surgery. The anesthesiologist just wants to see the operation and touch the fairy spirit of boss Zheng.

Xia Hua understands this.