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Not long after Chief Maâs surgery, he woke up.
Zhang Anmin, who was in charge of keeping watch, quickly sent a message to Ling ran. He then asked in a caring tone, âChief Ma, how do you feel?â
âDid you perform the surgery?âChief Ma looked around. His brain was also updating information in real-time.
Zhang anmin nodded and said, âThe surgery was completed. There was very little blood loss during the surgery. It was only a little more than 100 milliliters, so there was no blood transfusion.â
Even though he was not at the level of a pure, blood-free immortal, he could only bleed to 100 milliliters during a liver tumor surgery. That was enough for him to brag about for a year.
Because of that, Zhang Anminâs tone was solemn. His facial expressions and movements were relatively accurate. He felt very good about himself and bragged about Ling ran.
Chief Ma looked puzzled. âAll surgeries require blood transfusions, right? Isnât it better to have blood transfusions?â
Zhang Anminâs chewing muscles tensed up for two seconds, once again, he revealed the Ugly Smile of a middle-aged doctor. âThereâs no need for blood transfusions. Thereâs always a risk of blood transfusions. âThe amount of bleeding during the surgery is so small that it wonât affect your body at all. This is actually a very good condition...â
Director ma closed his eyes tiredly and relaxed his body. He interrupted Zhang Anminâs flattery and asked, âWhereâs Doctor Ling?â
âDoctor Ling is still in surgery. Heâll be here soon.â
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Zhang Anmin listened to Chief Maâs gradually uniform breathing and sighed in his heart. Then, he picked up his associate chief physicianâs nameplate and looked at it.
This nameplate could still soothe his heart for the time being.
âAre you awake?â
Ling ranâs voice could be heard immediately.
âYes, Iâm awake. I spoke to doctor Zhang for a while before I fell asleep again.âAn anesthetist assistant slipped out of nowhere and sold him off at a cheap price before Zhang Anmin could speak.
âThank you for your hard work.âLing ran handed over a piece of yogurt. Just like in the operating theater, this was one of the costs for director Ma, who added extra stuffing.
The anesthetist assistant combed his hair into a ponytail. He was so happy that he looked like he had just gotten a pony. He smiled and said, âThank you, Doctor Ling, for the yogurt. I will lick it.â
Zhang Anmin, who was listening by the side, had goosebumps all over his body. He thought to himself, âthis is too much!â! âyou can even say that?â?
Zhang Anmin coughed twice and shouted loudly, âChief Ma, Chief Ma...â
Chief Ma slowly opened his eyes.
Ling ran looked at the monitor and casually flipped through the records. He did not find anything that needed to be taken seriously, so he asked again, âAre you feeling unwell?â
When Chief Ma saw that it was Ling ran, he smiled. He sensed himself for a moment and said, âIâm not particularly unwell, but my body is heavy, so Iâm not here.â
âWhat else?â
âMy head feels a little stuffy.â
Ling ran nodded. âIt seems normal at the moment.â
Then, Ling ran said to Zhang Anmin, âSend me to a normal ward.â
âWhy is it a normal ward?âChief Ma raised his head immediately.
âChief Ma...âZhang Anmin quickly said, âThe normal ward is relative to the ICU. It means that your postoperative condition is very good. You Donât need to intubate anymore. After that, youâll be sent to the special needs building to rest for a few days. Youâll be well soon.â
Director ma finally felt relieved. He straightened his head and smiled. âThatâs good. It really doesnât hurt.â
âThe anesthetic hasnât worn off yet.âZhang Anmin called for the nurse and quickly sent director Ma out.
The young nurse in the recovery room was agile. No one wanted to keep director MA in the ward.
The leaders of the hospital might be able to benefit from the treatment of officials, but for the medical staff at the lowest level, it would only bring trouble.
In the past, the development strategy of the first Peopleâs Hospital of Yun Hua city was to engage in high-end medical treatment. They were also the first hospital in Yun Hua city to set up special outpatient clinics and special wards. They even sent the best doctors and nurses there, the result was that their skills, income, and medical staff had all been lost. Doctors with good skills were still more willing to stand up to earn money. If they knelt down to the skills, they would eventually stand up. It was hard to say if they knelt down to the powerful.
On the other hand, the medical prices in China were indeed cheaper compared to Europe and the United States. However, high-end medical services were not expensive enough. As a result, when they worked in high-end hospitals, they soon found that their income was not as high as that of ordinary medical services. However, if they wanted to raise the price of so-called high-end medical care, there were too few patients who could accept it. In the end, only the top few hospitals in the country could perform well, and the rest were just for show.
In fact, the top forces in the medical industry had always been competing globally.
Of course, patients like director Ma were another type of high-end patients.
Just look at the number of people waiting in the ward.
During the time Ling ran was performing surgery, or rather, when Chief Ma was performing surgery, at least two rows of people came to visit him one after another.
Because chief MA was not around, almost all of these people were unwilling to leave. The hospital could not afford to offend them, so they could only open up a few more empty wards and stuff everyone in.
Only in the special needs building did they have such conditions.
There were also many people waiting outside the operating theater. When Chief Ma was sent back to the ward, his relatives and friends followed him tens of meters away.
The patients who passed by were worried. âDo people nowadays start sending people to their funerals directly from the hospital?â
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Madam Ma stood in front of her husbandâs bed, feeling satisfied.
After sending everyone out, chief ma woke up from his sleep. Madam Ma couldnât help but take out her notebook and whispered, âThis time, Old Huang didnât come.â
âHe went to the countryside, didnât he?âChief Ma forced his eyes open and said.
âHis wife didnât go to the countryside. Also, the section chief Li who used to deliver vegetables to our family was old Huangâs man, right? He didnât come either,âMadam Ma said.
âCould there be a mistake? So many people came.â
âI asked the hospital staff to check the surveillance cameras and confirmed that they didnât come.â
âIs that so...âdirector ma muttered, âSpeaking of which, Old Huang has been going up a lot recently.â
âThatâs right. Oh, right, donât think too much about it. Weâll talk about it later. Doctor Ling said that you have to ensure sufficient sleep now and try to get discharged in three days. This kind of patient lives the longest.â
Director Ma hesitated for a moment and asked, âAre you sure I donât need chemotherapy?â
âNo need. Itâs said that the tumor is very small and the degree of malignancy is not high. You can go to work normally later.âMadam Ma put her palms together, she said, âI was going to pay my respects to Guanyin when I went back. I had such a big illness, but it was cured in a few hours. Iâve already told Master Lu that I will donate 166,666 yuan to the temple this year. He will definitely keep the incense stick.â. âMaster Lu has also agreed.â
Director ma heard that he did not need chemotherapy to cure the last piece of heart disease. He could not help but take a long breath and said, âI still have to thank Doctor Ling.â
âI understand.âMadam ma nodded and said, âI will ask Little Wang to award the chief surgeon 2,000 yuan and give some fruits to others.â
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