Chapter 1286: Death's door

Chapter 1286: Chapter 1285 Death's door

In the blue-and-white corridor, a doctor in a white coat walked past quickly. The sound he made seemed to be able to make the green willows on the flower racks tremble.

A green willows that had lost its leaves desperately curled up its branches, as if it could recall the limbs that had been taken away.

The hanging orchids on the side also suffered heavy losses, but they still comforted the green willows with their intact bodies on the other side.

A few patients who were pushing the infusion racks looked ahead in a daze. They walked very slowly, so bored that they did not want to move their lungs.

He Yuanzheng pushed open the fire door and walked to a corner where no one was around. He took out his phone and waited for the call to ring before asking impatiently, "Old Huo, is your heart failing?"

The other end of the phone stopped for two seconds. He sighed and said, "Don't think about a pie falling from the sky, okay?"

"No?"He Yuanzheng was a little disappointed.

"Yeah, he's wearing oxygen and scolding people right now."

"Pretending?"

"Yeah, a lot of people are saying that. You haven't received any news at all?"

He Yuanzheng was stunned and asked, "A lot of people. How many people are there?"

The friend on the other end of the phone was also stunned. The amount of information in this conversation was a little too much.

"There's a well-informed pharmaceutical sales representative. He should already know about it. I reckon that the entire hospital will soon know about it, and he's hiding it from his family."The voice on the other end of the phone stopped for a moment, then, he said, "Now that you know about it, don't think too much about it."

"How can I not think about it? Sigh..."he yuanzheng sighed. He was also a well-informed person in the past. He was the one who told his friend about similar information.

The other party could only comfort him. "Think of it from a good perspective. If Ling ran does less hepatectomy, you'll have more opportunities in the future."

He yuanzheng said, "That's because he's doing it faster. Besides, Zhang Anmin is starting to get up, and there aren't enough hospital beds."

It was extremely difficult to perform surgeries. On one hand, too much information and key points could only be obtained by hands-on operations. This made it difficult for doctors who were good at studying to improve themselves. At the same time.., it also greatly increased the cost of learning. On the other hand, surgery ultimately faced people. The pressure and responsibility to participate in the surgery were extremely heavy, which made the opportunity cost extremely high.

In other industries, as long as technical personnel could be ruthless and stoop down, they could quickly be promoted.

In the surgical industry, if they could be ruthless, stooping down was just a sufficient condition to learn skills. Therefore, many ordinary surgeons in hospitals needed more than ten years to grow up. If a surgeon was ruthless and had a slightly weaker body, then there were many people who would not understand after twenty years of work.

However, there was an excellent solution to all these obstacles: a good master.

If a surgeon had a good master, then the key points that he could impart and the information that he could provide would, first of all, be above average. Secondly, if there were dangers or obstacles in performing the surgery, there would also be a teacher to help.

Moreover, the stronger the doctor was, the more daring he would be to let his disciple do it.

Especially those doctors who had an excellent grasp of skills, they knew very well where the technical boundaries of themselves, their disciples, and the patients were. There was no doubt about the support that they could provide.

Many of the famous students in the top hospitals in the capital, even though they did not earn as much as a renovation worker, had voluntarily volunteered to continue enduring the tremendous pressure day after day. Why?

If one were to understand it in a more secular way, it was equivalent to putting all their belongings in the hospital. The hospital provided extremely high "Financial management"returns. As long as these famous students could work for one more year under the top professors of the top hospitals, it was equivalent to obtaining 100% , 200% , or even 1,000% of the "Financial management"resources.

Therefore, everyone only hoped to stay as long as possible. Only when they really could not persist would they leave these top hospitals and top professors and cash in on their investments.

Yun Hua Hospital was originally only a regional top hospital, but there were also many famous university students who came to "Financial Management."Now that Ling ran was included, the benefits instantly exploded.

Doctors like Zhang Anmin, who had already started as attending physicians, now had more capital because they had more capital.

He Yuanzheng was helpless about this, and his friend was even more helpless.

After consoling him for a while, the other party ended the call. He Yuanzheng could only put his phone away. He stared blankly at Lu Luo in the corridor for a few seconds before resolutely heading to the Emergency Medical Center.

Emergency Medical Center. Ward area.

In the independent ward, Huo Congjun was laughing and chatting with someone.

Visiting hours had already passed. Huo Congjun's family members had all been chased away by him with a straight face. Those who could come to the ward again were all medical staff who had used an excuse to come.

He Yuanzheng was thinking about something on his mind. He lowered his head and walked into the corridor. When he was about to reach the ward, he noticed that the person who was coming over from the opposite side was director Kang from the Department of cardiac surgery.

Both of them stopped in their tracks at the same time.

"Director Kang,"he yuanzheng greeted him. He could not help but think to himself, 'I've just wasted quite a lot of time and walked slowly. This means that old Kang got the news earlier than me.'.

"Director He,"director Kang greeted him as well. He thought to himself, "I've been feeling sorry for myself for too long and walked slowly. This means that old he got the news earlier than me.".

"Hahaha."The two of them laughed at the same time again.

"Director Kang, please go in first."

"Director he, please go first."

"Let's go together."The two of them held each other's arms and walked into the ward like best friends.

Huo Congjun and the others in the ward could not help but look at department director Kang and he Yuanzheng.

A thought rose in everyone's minds at the same time: Ling ran was really awesome!

After a series of routine greetings, department director Kang and he Yuanzheng prepared to leave with slight regret.

At this moment, department director Lei from the Medical Affairs Department rushed over.

"The hospital director is here."Department director Lei nodded at the crowd.

In a tertiary grade a hospital, the director's authority and position was much higher than that of the deputy director. The group of medical staff in the ward was instantly thrown into chaos.

"When will he be here?"Someone asked.

"One minute."Director Lei did not have much of a smile on his face. "He should be in the elevator by now."

Huo Congjun's face instantly fell. He did not want to come here to interrogate him.

Without waiting for him to think clearly, the director had already brought a few people in.

"Old Huo, have you made it through the gates of Hell?"The director's smile carried traces of comfort, warmth, and wildness.

Huo Congjun's hand slowly moved to the location of his heart.

"Look at your electrocardiogram. You've recovered quite well. No wonder you came out of the ICU so quickly."The director laughed and glanced at the monitor from the corner of his eye.

The monitor used in Yun Hua Hospital's single ward was 100 times more expensive than the lie detector used by the CIA. It accurately reflected the change in Huo Congjun's mood in real time.

Huo Congjun's lips trembled for a moment. He looked down at his hand. This was the hand that he had used to slap the table a few days ago. It was also the hand that he used to pretend to have heart failure today. It was also the hand that was connected to the monitor.

He could not help but rub his hand against the bedsheet and said with great effort, "Not... not yet."

"Not Yet?"The Dean had a look of disbelief on his face.

Huo congjun said sincerely, "NO, it's just that I haven't made it through the gates of hell yet."

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