Chapter 863

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Protagonist:

Fang Ziye

Deputy Director Wu Yilin immediately chimed in: "Professor Fang, you must be joking, right?"

Fang Ziye said with a smile: "I have feelings for the hospital, and I have feelings for our specialty. This has been true from beginning to end."

"Director Zheng, a wise man speaks plainly; rather than going to the International Medical Department, I might as well go work full-time at a sanatorium."

"That is my attitude."

Fang Ziye's face was full of smiles, but his expression held not a shred of joking with Zheng Jiong and the other.

The International Medical Department is of course the general trend, but it is not the 'general trend' Fang Ziye is willing to follow!!

Fang Ziye is not arrogant; he earns money when there is money to be made, and he rushes to good units when they beckon, but Fang Ziye also doesn't have such lofty 'dreams' about having to transform the world or the like.

Fang Ziye only wants to be a good doctor, have food to eat, clothes to wear, and work that is relatively comfortable.

Furthermore, Fang Ziye's skills come from the larger portion of ordinary patients; the former Fang Ziye did not have the 'righteous' mentality of taking from the people and using for the people.

If a man does not look out for himself, heaven and earth will destroy him!

I'm just a Master's student, a man close to thirty years old, still relying on my family to feed me and gnawing off the old; what dreams are you discussing with me? Anyone coming to discuss dreams is nonsense; I need to earn money first, to support myself, to support a family, to have a good job, a relatively substantial income.

The current Fang Ziye, Researcher Chief Physician, Deputy Chief Physician, Associate Professor, holds multiple major research projects, his published papers have already reached the top in scientific journals, he has his own medical patents, and also relatively free project sources.

The current Fang Ziye certainly has the qualifications to choose his own work state.

"Professor Fang, you are joking; serving in a teaching hospital is still the general trend in the medical field right now; no matter how good a sanatorium is, it still cannot compare to being inside a teaching hospital."

Zheng Jiong finished speaking, took a deep breath: "Professor Fang, since your attitude is very clear, how about we choose a compromise?"

"Open two single rooms in Orthopedics as split beds for the International Medical Department's special care ward."

"This way Professor Fang you won't have to run around!"

In the past it was Fang Ziye begging Zhongnan Hospital to take him in, give him a decent job, give Fang Ziye the ability to support his family; Zhongnan Hospital as a top-tier hospital in the province, Orthopedics as one of the top-tier specialties in the province, had nothing to do with Fang Ziye.

Now the Orthopedics Bone Disease Department has reached the summit in the whole province, Trauma Surgery, Hand Surgery and other comprehensive strengths have become the top nationwide, and Spine Surgery's spinal cord injury treatment has even reached the summit globally — that is thanks to Fang Ziye!

If Fang Ziye leaves, even if he goes to a godforsaken little private hospital, as long as capital intervenes sufficiently, the Orthopedics here can also climb to at least the top fifty nationwide 'legendary' record within ten years.

Even after decades of development, growing to the top twenty or top ten nationwide is not impossible!

One person's power is certainly hard to reverse fate through high-impact papers, to turn right and wrong upside down, but it can also stir up the situation.

Fang Ziye's tone sharpened: "Director Zheng, I originally only have twenty-one beds; you take two of my wards, and I'm left with only seventeen beds."

"My beds here are already not enough; how then can I routinely carry out diagnosis and treatment?"

Two three-bed rooms gone means four fewer beds, suddenly one-fifth less.

"Professor Fang, then what do you think would be suitable?" Zheng Jiong knew his proposal was a bit excessive; this wasn't the focus of his 'negotiation'.

Fang Ziye listened, and could only helplessly say: "Director Zheng, I know; opening the International Medical Department is the current general trend of medical development, and I also recognize this direction."

"However, I really have no time to manage this thing!"

In fact, those able to enter the International Medical Department and open International Medical Department outpatient clinics are without exception the hospital's absolute elites and top experts; they are generally Department Directors or surgical experts who can carry it out.

This is an honor.

But such honor, for Fang Ziye, comes a bit too late.

If it were a few years ago, someone invited him to open an International Medical Department outpatient clinic, Fang Ziye would feel very happy, because Fang Ziye needed these things to add to his body, to give himself more 'sense of achievement', and incidentally earn a bit more income; why not?!

The International Medical Department brings in several thousand in registration fees every day.

"Professor Fang, I won't waste more words; look, how about this: we'll open a special care ward in the new campus with five beds, assigned to your Orthopedics."

"These five beds come with a dedicated operating room. They will admit your Orthopedics' disease types, and at that time will be jointly managed by you and Professor Zeng Jiaoshou."

"Professor Fang, the hospital must develop, the hospital must take the internationalization route; these are all paths that must be taken."

"A top teaching hospital is about seeing some difficult and complex cases..." Zheng Jiong spread his hands.

Those who choose to enter the International Medical Department are generally two types of people: one is difficult and complex cases, the other is extremely, extremely rich people; those having both are the ones who choose to go to the International Medical Department.

"I don't think that's very good."

Fang Ziye shook his head lightly: "If I must go there to do surgery, I have only one requirement: it can only be truly difficult and complex cases!"

"My surgical principle in the sanatorium is the same."

Fang Ziye made his words clear.

Zheng Jiong and the others still think Fang Ziye goes to the sanatorium to gild his reputation, just to curry favor with the powerful.

Actually it's not so; the current Fang Ziye rarely performs small surgeries in the sanatorium either; for disease types that feel like they don't need his hand, that aren't truly difficult and complex cases, Fang Ziye won't go.

The sanatorium's system is relatively more humane than teaching hospitals, and management is relatively 'militarized'; if Fang Ziye doesn't want to go he really doesn't have to go; treat or don't treat as you please.

For example, a disease like appendicitis wouldn't come here.

The military hospital handles that!

But in the International Medical Department, it's possible!

Fang Ziye's 'connections' aren't small either; he knows the International Medical Department's current urine nature inside out.

"Professor Fang, this?" Zheng Jiong of course also knows the International Medical Department's current situation clearly.

The ideal is good — aligning with international medicine — but actually right now it's just the hospital's 'private savings', the kind that prints gold coins for the hospital.

Eastern Han's overall prosperity level isn't high, but the number of rich people currently is not small.

Moreover, this portion especially likes to use 'money' to pave the way!!

"Director Zheng, let's speak plainly; under the current circumstances, I can understand the hospital drifting with the tide under policy for the sake of revenue; everyone needs to eat."

"But the shift of people I manage, they can all still afford to eat right now!"

"As for others, I can't manage that many."

"Our department was also built by me from nothing to something; currently our department's surgical volume is not bad, surgical efficacy is also not bad, although some evaluation excellence rates aren't that high, it's also not to the point of deducting money."

"So, I don't seek those things you speak of! ~"

"I also have no responsibility to raise whatever people! ~" Fang Ziye pointed straight at the crux, tearing open the fig leaf.

International Medical Department, using buttocks to think one knows inside is high benefits; people able to enter here are definitely good skills. But there is also a part merely undertaking basic duties, can mix resume, mix salary.

Those are what kind of figures, Fang Ziye can also think clearly.

Previously, specialty inside untouchable nurses and small physicians, all naturally went over to live in comfort; Fang Ziye does not want to fight with a group of second generations.

Zheng Jiong took a deep breath; current Fang Ziye in one bite bites down unwilling to go, he actually has no way with Fang Ziye.

You don't do plenty people do this sentence pua cannot use on Fang Ziye body.