Chapter 1641

“ICU？”

Hearing these words, Gu Chen frowned slightly.

When I visited Ding Liang in the ward before, I didn't pay attention to other patients, but I still felt some sympathy when I heard that I was transferred to ICU.

"What is today?" Ding Liang looked at Gu Chen with expectant eyes.

Gu Chen reacted instantly and quickly handed over the fish soup with residual temperature: "it's fish soup."

"Gu Chen, you still know me." seeing that the delicious food brought by his good brother was his favorite fish soup, Ding Liang took it into his hand, picked up chopsticks and spoon and began to enjoy it.

Lu Weiwei sat in the corner of the bed and asked Ding Liang, "did Bai Xiaolan and Wu Jun come after we left yesterday?"

"Yes." after drinking a mouthful of fish soup, Ding Liang nodded and replied: "they came and sat down and found that you had left, so they didn't stay long."

"So what was the actual effect of their interview yesterday?" Lu Weiwei came with the mentality of asking for gossip. Naturally, she had to bring some gossip back.

Ding Liang shook his head: "it's nothing. He said that what people collect is not a red envelope, but the doctor's help to collect the invited labor fees of experts from other hospitals."

"After all, stone is used to this kind of thing in the hospital, but some family members are reluctant to let go and have conflicts with the hospital in other places, and then expose them."

Continue to drink a few mouthfuls of fish soup, Ding Liang added: "and Bai Xiaolan told me that a few years ago, a hospital in Shanxi Province also had an operation that aroused great concern."

"It is said that the doctors who came to the hospital from the temple of Heaven hospital in Beijing to perform neurosurgical stent implantation were videotaped and reported by the family members when they received 10000 yuan in cash prepared by the family members of the patients."

"Finally, the doctors involved and the doctors who helped collect the money from the hospital were suspended, and it is noteworthy that the 10000 yuan was negotiated by both doctors and patients and paid to the experts invited from other hospitals, that is, the so-called 'Throwing Knife fee'."

"But what happened in the end? This matter pushed 'doctor Throwing Knife' to the front of the public opinion again, making everyone inside and outside."

"So it is?" I feel the problem is clear and everything is easy to say.

Gu Chen was relieved.

Who says this kind of thing is very common in hospitals, but ordinary people don't know these so-called "flying knife doctors".

Therefore, I saw some video clips taken out of context. Out of contempt for all kinds of bad habits in the hospital, I broke out of dissatisfaction.

Of course, these are understandable.

After all, everyone despises receiving red envelopes.

Lu Weiwei sat aside, took a bite from a banana and asked Gu Chen, "younger martial brother Gu, it's been a long time. Is this' flying knife doctor 'practicing medicine across regions compliant or not?"

"Er..." Gu Chen hesitated for a few seconds and explained seriously, "when you say 'flying knife', you first need to know the meaning of 'flying knife'."

"Because 'flying knife surgery' is usually the behavior of doctors flying to other places for surgery and charging labor fees on weekends or breaks."

"However, according to China's laws, it can be considered illegal for doctors to do private work in other places without reporting, and it is reasonable to be suspended."

"But in the eyes of many people, it means' farmer and snake ', but the' Throwing Knife fee 'itself is something you love and I wish."

"By paying money, your patients can hire famous doctors locally and obtain relatively satisfactory services."

"Doctors use their professional skills in exchange for more income after work. Analyzing from a market perspective is a spontaneous means of resource balance. Therefore, 'flying knife' is already a common way in the medical industry."

After a pause, Gu Chen looked up at everyone and continued to explain: "however, from the perspective of industry management, medical undertakings have strong public welfare, and medical resources can not be completely controlled by the market."

"Because there is an overall shortage of medical resources in China, if 'money can buy services', wouldn't high-quality resources be more inclined?"

"If a doctor 'can sell money with technology', will it lead to more utilitarian doctors and more selective patients?"

"That makes sense, young man."

Gu Chen's voice just fell, and the clinical uncle agreed and said: "after all, this kind of 'flying knife' can make skilled doctors earn more income, but it will also make doctors more utilitarian."

"Moreover, 'doctor Throwing Knife' generally goes out without reporting. Once there is a medical accident, who is responsible?"

"That's right." Gu Chen nodded silently and echoed, "so considering these factors, I think the so-called 'flying knife' can only be hidden under the stage."

"However, the management department is obviously concerned about this relationship between supply and demand, so six years ago, the health and Family Planning Commission launched several opinions on promoting and standardizing multi-point practice of doctors, which also explicitly mentioned that high-level doctors are allowed to practice in other medical institutions in need in the province."

"So in recent years, compared with the repeated prohibition of 'Throwing Knife', there has been no breakthrough in 'multi-point medical practice'."

Looking at several patients staring at themselves, Gu Chen also continued to explain: "and I can tell you that according to the official data two years ago, there are more than 215000 doctors practicing at multiple sites in the country, accounting for only about 6.4% of the total number of doctors practicing in the country."

"In fact, the reason is not difficult to imagine, 'doctor Throwing Knife' can go out on the phone. The patient pays the money and the doctor does things."

"The 'multi-point medical practice' has to go through a long process for reporting, and any road fees and labor fees also need to pass the hospital audit, which is inevitably complicated and cumbersome."

"But in the media reports, in fact, the biggest resistance comes from the hospital itself."

"Not to mention that 'multi-point medical practice' has caused additional costs to hospitals, some hospitals are also worried that sending doctors out will lead to the decline of their competitiveness, and even reduce the efficiency of individuals and people's morale. These are the problems that hospitals should consider."

After a pause, seeing that everyone listened carefully, Gu Chen also said slowly: "so the 'flying knife fee' is reasonable but illegal, which is just the embarrassment of system design."

"But at the same time, we should also see that, given that the demand for 'flying knife doctor' still exists, perhaps a better way is to face it squarely, be good at guiding, and incorporate these into the norms of 'multi-point medical practice'."

"In view of the lack of motivation for the hospital, I feel that we should use the power of the system to break the situation."

"For example, Guangdong Province clearly proposed to establish a provincial regional registration system for doctors, and medical institutions can set up full-time and part-time posts, which provides space for a more flexible employment system."

"On the other hand, for the problem of long process, a more convenient inter hospital consultation system should also be established. The specific performance is to introduce technical means to realize remote consultation, and the operation of consultation expenses should be simpler and more convenient."

After a pause, Gu Chen also said with emotion: "in short, we should actively mobilize the subjective initiative of hospitals and doctors."

"However, in view of the fact that 'doctor Throwing Knife' will still exist for a period of time, patients, doctors and hospitals should also be more secure. They can protect their legitimate rights and interests by signing agreements and purchasing commercial insurance."

"Well said."

Just as Gu Chen's voice fell, a man responded at the door.

Gu Chen looked around and found several men and women in white coats standing at the door of the ward.

Led by a middle-aged man, wearing Phnom Penh glasses, aged 50 +, but his hair has become white.

He was accompanied by several younger men and women, as well as several young guipei doctors.

Everyone had a writing pen pinned to their chest, and in the hands of doctors guipei, there was also a notebook in each hand.

Gu Chen stood up, and the other party also came over.

"Young man, I've been listening to you at the door for a long time. All these things you said are straight to the point and understand very thoroughly." the middle-aged man said.

"Thank you." Gu Chen also nodded slightly and said modestly, "just talk to everyone according to what he understands."

"You're a doctor, too?" said a female doctor.

Gu Chen shook his head: "no, I just came to see my colleagues."

"But what you said seems to understand very well?" another male doctor guipei said. It seems that he followed the middle-aged man to the ward round.

Gu Chen smiled faintly and replied, "I'm just talking about my views on 'doctor Throwing Knife'. After all, your hospital has attracted the attention of public opinion because of this matter, otherwise people from the TV station won't come to help you clarify."

"Do you know the people in the TV station?" the middle-aged man was surprised when he heard the speech.

Lu Weiwei said with a smile: "what's more, we've met the leaders of the TV station. We also met the reporter Bai Xiaolan and photographer Wu Jun who came to your hospital last night. We've known them all the time."

"Oh?" the middle-aged man heard the speech and said gently, "which unit are you from?"

It feels like Gu Chen is not very simple.

Due to the whirlpool of public opinion in the hospital recently, it can be seen that the hospital leaders attach great importance to it, explicitly refuse all kinds of interviews during this period, and the hospital leaders also work all the staff, strengthening the management of the hospital in all aspects.

Therefore, it's not surprising to meet the big leader leading the ward round at night.

But Gu Chen's feelings for middle-aged men are very different.

Gu Chen also smiled faintly and took the initiative to explain to the public: "I'm from the criminal investigation team of Furong Branch. This patient is my colleague."

"It's a police comrade?" after learning Gu Chen's identity, the middle-aged man finally relieved his nervous tension, took the initiative to approach, shook hands with Gu Chen and said:

"The weather has cooled sharply recently. Many of your policemen are ill and hospitalized. You must take good care of your health."

"Of course, thank you for your concern." Gu Chen also thanked casually.

Knowing the identity of Gu Chen's policeman, the middle-aged man led the crowd to focus on Ding Liang and began to check his situation.

"Is there anything else wrong with you?" asked a woman doctor guipei.

"I..." Ding Liang said awkwardly with the fish soup he hadn't finished yet: "I... I'm just a little dizzy."

"Is it normal to urinate?" another male doctor asked.

Ding Liang looked at the fish soup in his hand and suddenly felt it was not delicious.

Heart said, please don't ask such shameful questions when I drink fish soup, okay?

However, due to the large number of people, Ding Liang can only nod in agreement.

Then the middle-aged doctor took out his stethoscope and put it on Ding Liang's chest for observation.

A moment later, the middle-aged doctor skillfully took back the stethoscope and told him, "generally speaking, the physical condition is still quite good. It is estimated that he can be discharged in another day or two."

"In addition, pay attention to drink more hot water, ensure enough sleep, don't eat too spicy food, and maintain a good attitude."

"Uh huh." Ding Liang was stunned. He could only nod like a chicken pecking rice.

The Central South man stood up, then went to other patients and continued to check the physical state of the people.

Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei also sat at the head of Ding Liang's bed and observed quietly.

A group of doctors asked questions. After physical examination of the other two patients, they rushed to the door.

When the middle-aged doctor came to the door, he also nodded to Gu Chen in the house.

Gu Chen also nodded politely.

When the door was closed, Lu Weiwei asked Ding Liang, "who was the person who examined you just now? I feel like a big leader and very polite."

"I don't know. The man came before, but he seemed to ignore me." Ding Liang said he didn't know.

The boss on one side smiled and said: "you say that man? He seems to be the vice president. He is very responsible. Anyway, every time he comes over, he will ask me about things. He looks very responsible."

"Then why doesn't he pay attention to me? He doesn't pay attention to the others? Only you?"

Ding Liang said he didn't understand, especially why he was only polite to Gu Chen and uncle?

Did you not reveal the identity of the police? Or something else?

The old man shook his head: "I don't know. Maybe it's because my son-in-law works for the municipal Party committee. My son-in-law sent me to the hospital last time. By the way, I talked with the vice president for a while."

"So it is? Then I understand." Ding Liang seems to understand the reason why he is not popular.

The reason why the old man was valued by the hospital was that he had a good son-in-law working in the municipal Party committee, while Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei knew the main leaders of Jiangnan TV station and were also familiar with the reporter Bai Xiaolan.

Gu Chen shook his head with a smile and urged, "when will you finish your fish soup? It's cold if you don't drink it again."

"Oh, oh." Ding Liang calmed down from the question just now. Then he quickly picked up the fish soup and continued to enjoy it.

Gu Chen casually asked, "when can you leave the hospital?"

"Maybe... The day after tomorrow?" Ding Liang said.

"I'll pick you up at noon the day after tomorrow," Gu Chen said.

Ding liang thought for a few seconds and asked Gu Chen, "won't you delay your work?"

"Noon is the break time. No matter how busy you are, you can't take long to pick it up," Gu Chen said.

"That's all right." Ding Liang didn't say anything and agreed directly.

After all, a good brother takes himself out of the hospital, which can be regarded as the due treatment of his patient.

I didn't tell other brothers when I was ill, but also in order not to delay others' work.

But Gu Chen is different. This guy claims that Furong Branch is desperate. Continuous work seems to be routine for him, and his body is still strong.

Compared with Gu Chen, Ding Liang instantly felt that he was a sick cat.

Everyone sat around Ding Liang's hospital bed and chatted with him.

During the day, he can only watch other patients surrounded by relatives and friends. At night, he can enjoy the same treatment. Ding Liang feels very happy.

During this period, Lu Weiwei unknowingly helped him destroy several bananas.

After looking at the time, it was already 8:50 p.m.

Ding Liang hurriedly reminded him, "Gu Chen, you should go back and have a rest. It's getting late."

Gu Chen looked down at his watch and glanced at Lu Weiwei: "elder martial sister Lu."

"Well, we should go too." Lu Weiwei picked up her bag, threw the banana peel in her hand into the dustbin, and burped, "we'll come to see you tomorrow night when we have time."

"Thank you so much. It's nice to have your company these days."

"Everyone is a colleague. It's boring to say this." Lu Weiwei patted Ding Liang on the shoulder and said comfortingly: "just have a good rest here. I'll go with Gu Chen first."

"Bye."

After a few simple greetings, Ding Liang watched Lu Weiwei and Gu Chen leave the ward.

On the other side, Lu Weiwei, who left the hospital, immediately muttered in silence: "younger martial brother Gu, I seem to be hungry again. Why don't we go out and eat supper?"

"But you only finished four bananas?" Gu Chen watched Lu Weiwei finish four bananas.

But Lu Weiwei feel shy and make complaints about the back of his head. "Banana is fruit, not full," I said. "I know there is a place where barbecue is delicious and cheap. I'll take you there. It's near, not far away."

"OK." Gu Chen can't wring Lu Weiwei's pettish, so he can only promise.

The two drove a short distance near the hospital and came to an old community.

In a spacious open space in the old community, an old man was sitting in a quiet daze in front of the barbecue car.

There were several folded empty tables around, and only two customers sat there chatting about daily life.

Lu Weiwei pointed to the old lady and said, "this is it."

Gu Chen stopped the car steadily, got off with Lu Weiwei directly, and ran to the old lady's barbecue car.

At this time, the tired old lady saw a customer coming, so she calmed down. She quickly pulled the things under her feet and stood up.

"What would you like?" the old lady asked with white hair and difficult to stand upright.

Gu Chen found that under the soles of the old lady's feet was a little girl of two or three years old. At this time, she was wearing an old man's coat and sitting on a small bench drowsy.

Holding the clothes tightly with both hands, I can't open my eyes.

"This, this and this, two for each, and this, too."

Lu Weiwei ordered a lot in one breath. She seems to be a regular here.

But Gu Chen can see that these ingredients are generally difficult to get into Lu Weiwei's eyes. In particular, looking at some shriveled ingredients, she feels that the taste is general, but Lu Weiwei orders a lot at one go.

Gu Chen instantly understood that Lu Weiwei was taking care of the elderly.

The old man nodded silently, began to process the ingredients ordered by Lu Weiwei, and told Lu Weiwei and Gu Chen to take a rest first.

While Gu Chen and Lu Weiwei sat down, the two men who were still drinking their temper and chatting suddenly whispered:

A fat man warned, "don't drink too much. We have to work later."

"It's all right. I can handle that guy with one hand." another tall and thin man patted his chest with confidence.

The fat man said again, "the doctor will walk back from this alley every day. Be smart later."

"Don't worry, brother. He can't bear it properly." the tall and thin man raised his chin, indicating that everything is under control.

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