Chapter 1956: 1887 Do you know how Zheng Lao Ban makes money?

"Ah?" After ten or so seconds, Gao Shaojie let out a dazed "ah."

"What 'ah', if the Nobel Prize really had a chance, going on stage to receive the award also has nothing to do with you." Su Yun said, "But down there a bunch of staff, I'm definitely the first; if you had worked in the Medical Team for a while, you could also sit downstairs and join the fun, right?"

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Gao Shaojie was really stunned.

"This is a big deal you can brag about even after you retire and hold your grandchild—will you do it or not?"

"Do it!" Gao Shaojie Directly Say from the heart.

He almost shouted it out, and the latter part even went off-key.

"Don't rush, I remember your son has the college entrance exam coming up." Zheng Ren said leisurely, "There's less than a month left; after the exam, just come over, I'll need only a few days."

Gao Shaojie almost forgot everything.

Apart from Zheng Ren this kind of person with wrong values, everyone else flocked to the Nobel Prize.

Su Yun seemed to understand a little why Zheng Ren this guy dislikes the Nobel Prize, because this thing being controlled is simply over the top.

Not mentioning the Peace Prize, the project of artificially synthesizing insulin after the founding of the country is definitely a Nobel Prize item. But then?

The organ transplant project could also completely win a Nobel Prize. But then?

Instead, the LED lamp project won the most important physics prize, truly absurd.

But after so many years of promotion, the Nobel Prize has already taken root in people's hearts.

Also don't know what those people in the family suffering from congenital porphyria are thinking now.

Su Yun began to ponder this.

Zheng Ren then said: "Old Gao, when the Shou Bing starts later, you need to pay attention to a few points."

He again began to give lessons one, two, three, four, five.

Gao Shaojie quickly forgot the Nobel Prize, settled down, and listened attentively to Zheng Ren's explanation.

The more he listened, the more alarmed Gao Shaojie became; he knew these were all the shortcomings in his own operation that Zheng Lao Ban observed when he just placed the esophageal stent, then summarized.

After all, they hadn't done a Shou Bing together in a long time; he had made great progress, which Gao Shaojie absolutely does not deny.

Moreover, just now I was only assisting, barely doing any actual operation, yet Zheng Lao Ban could see so many problems?

After listening, the fire in his heart burned ever brighter.

……

Xia Hua and the anesthesiologist sent the patient to the ICU; normally, for such postoperative patients, Xia Hua wouldn't personally send them. Having a resident doctor is already enough.

But today he felt that if he didn't send the patient, he would be letting down Zheng Lao Ban's Shou Bing.

This is an illusion, but even if it's an illusion, Xia Hua goes along with his feelings and does it.

Just out of the Operating Room door, Xia Hua was surrounded by a group of patient's family members.

The family members were dumbfounded.

At the First Time, no one realized it was their own family member who had been sent out.

Only when Xia Hua loudly called the patient's name did the family members surge up like a spring pressed on their buttocks.

The patient's eldest son felt somewhat apprehensive, his emotions almost collapsing, he grabbed Xia Hua's arm and asked in a trembling voice: "Doctor, is my father not saved?"

"Not saved?" Xia Hua countered.

"It's only been this long and they pushed him out; I... I heard people say, when they opened it, they couldn't do the Shou Bing, closed it and brought him down—this is the fastest Shou Bing process." The patient's son tears fell.

"No, no, the Shou Bing was very successful." Xia Hua quickly comforted the patient's family.

"Ah?"

"You guys are lucky; today I invited a professor from Di Du to do the Shou Bing, and it just happened that your father's Shou Bing needed emergency care. They were in a hurry to leave, but I still had to do emergency Shou Bing on this side, so Di Du's Zheng Lao Ban and I went on stage and performed the Shou Bing."

While saying this, Xia Hua felt guilty.

I had scrubbed my hands, put on the Lead clothing, gone on stage, but what did I do?

In the end I just tied a few knots, but looking at Zheng Lao Ban's assistant's expression, it seemed they despised my knot-tying as not professional enough.

This damn thing!

Not to mention doing the Shou Bing, I didn't even understand watching it, and I don't know how to write the Shou Bing record—still clueless.

Definitely need to find Gao Shaojie to ask.

Even the Shou Bing record needs to be written together with someone, saying we went up for the Shou Bing together...

But this patient's luck is really good, encountering Zheng Lao Ban.

My words weren't wrong; if it weren't for the fact that I happened to be urging myself to invite Zheng Lao Ban to do the Shou Bing, this patient would likely need indwelling drainage, long-term postoperative anti-infection and nutritional support, awaiting a second-stage Shou Bing.

Not mentioning the cost, whether the patient can hold out until the second-stage Shou Bing is a problem.

"Ah? A professor from Di Du?" The patient's family was stunned.

"Hmm, not bad luck." Xia Hua continued to comfort him.

"Doctor...... Di Du...... Di Du professor's hard work fee, how much should be given?" The patient's family said with a worried face.

"Hard work fee?" Xia Hua paused, "Probably not needed, since it was done casually, thanks to your luck. But if you want to express thanks, it's fine either way."

After speaking, Xia Hua directed the patient's family to push the patient and hurriedly head straight to the ICU.

The patient's eldest son quickly went to find other family members to discuss.

On this side, other matters, Xia Hua also doesn't want to think too much. He doesn't know Zheng Lao Ban's income, but thinking that a doctor who can perform such an awesome Shou Bing probably isn't short of money.

Just taking ten thousand yuan for the Flying Knife fee—is that a bit little?

Xia Hua empathized; his own hospital sometimes also invites a professor from Di Du to do the Shou Bing.

Sometimes he feels that just that, an average professor gets twenty thousand yuan for one Shou Bing's Shou Bing fee.

And Zheng Lao Ban, with such great skill, only gets ten thousand yuan!

Is the hard-earned fee given to Zheng Lao Ban too little?

Intervention Department and surgery are after all not the same.

Although they handle the guidewire, wearing lead clothing to do surgery is hard and tiring; but few people know what interventional surgery can do, or how important it is.

Not to mention ordinary people, even among the medical community, 80% cannot clearly state the treatment scope of interventional surgery.

It is after all a newly started minimally invasive treatment method. There are few doctors, patients also don't understand, and it's not common to see someone asking the Intervention Department Doctor to perform the flying knife.

Speaking fairly, ten thousand dollars is considered a relatively fair price.

Just… Xia Hua thought of this, immediately ran to the anesthesiologist's side, and whispered: "Brother Huang, do you have cash on you?"

"Cash? What for?" the anesthesiologist asked.

"I don't think the surgery fee taken from Zheng Lao Ban is too little."

The anesthesiologist looked at Xia Hua with a strange gaze, his eyes full of things too hard to put into words.

He looked at Xia Hua, leaving her stunned.

"Brother Huang, what's wrong?" Xia Hua whispered.

The anesthesiologist's gaze made him feel he had messed up.

"Do you know how Zheng Lao Ban makes money?" the anesthesiologist said, "Just this little money for giving your old master the flying knife? It's not even enough to fill the gaps between your teeth."