"Are all your patients like this?"

"A group of ***, no wonder even investors don't come."

"Integrity, do you know what integrity is?"

A man scolded indignantly, loudly and unabashedly.

"Professor Xue, don't be angry, Professor Deng is explaining."

The man scolded for a long time before someone came over and persuaded him. Just persuaded him to speak lukewarmly, with impatience.

Director Liu was stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

"Xiao Ji, let's go to the anesthesiologist's duty room." Director Liu didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled Ji Xiang and turned around and left.

"Director, what's going on?" Ji Xiang asked.

"What's wrong?" Director Liu glanced sideways at Ji Xiang curiously, and sure enough, he was still a young man.

For an old ruler like Zhao Zhe, he knew what was going on with his heels, but Ji Xiang was still ignorant and couldn't figure out the situation.

But it's a matter of clinical experience and experience.

"The person I heard talking to behind me is Mr. Xu of the orthopedic department, right?"

"Hmm." Ji Xiang nodded.

"You ...... Orthopedic experts have been hired?" Director Liu didn't explain, he calculated it carefully and guessed the situation.

Ji Xiang talked about the situation in orthopedics.

"There are two possibilities." Director Liu said, "First, the patient's family temporarily repented, feeling that the money given was too much, and the professor was not worth the money, so whether it was the hotel where he came to stay or the food and drink, he deducted it as much as possible."

"No, after all, there is still ...... surgery," Ji Xiang was puzzled.

"Why?" Director Liu raised his hand and pointed to his head, "What you think is 100% of the things is not like this in the eyes of others. A hundred kinds of rice raise a hundred kinds of people, in this world, there is really everyone who has it."

"However, there are relatively few similar cases, and many of them record the details of the money received, and wait for the operation to be completed and the patient is safely discharged from the hospital."

"I know that." Ji Xiang smiled.

When he came to the anesthesiologist's duty room, Director Liu took out a cigarette and lit it.

"The second type is also not common, after the flying knife professor came, he thought that the patient's family or the doctor on this side had deducted his flying knife money, and said that he would not come to the stage at all."

"No......

Ji Xiang still didn't understand.

"Do you know what's wrong?" Director Liu looked into Ji Xiang's eyes and asked.

But before Ji Xiang could ponder, he continued, "The information is poor."

"In a similar situation, there is a person in the middle who contacts the patient and the patient's family to the left; Head right to contact a knife expert. They also want to make money, and who doesn't like a red ticket, right?"

Ji Xiang was even more unfamiliar with this matter, and he was even stunned for a moment when Director Liu said that the red ticket was huh.

"If the money in the middle is taken away by the brokers who put together the sewing, the result is that neither the doctor who threw the knife, nor the patient, nor the patient's family is satisfied."

"That's it!" Ji Xiang suddenly realized.

"So I don't usually get involved in middlemen making the difference." Director Liu said, "Xiao Ji, you have to run the flying knife sooner or later, be more careful about similar things."

"Hmm." Ji Xiang nodded, "Director, how did you say this matter ended?"

"It must be the expert of the throwing knife who admits compensation." Director Liu said, "You see that some unscrupulous doctors will do a lot of things out of the ordinary, but all of the doctors I have seen are all very emotionally intelligent."

"Because the emotional intelligence is slightly worse, the patient and the patient's family have long sensed that something is wrong, and something will happen early in the morning, and they can't wait for that time."

Director Liu said very vaguely, but Ji Xiang could probably understand it.

There are some words that can't be described without passing on six ears, even if there are only four ears, Director Liu is ambiguous.

"It's out now, but it's fine." Director Liu smiled, "Xiaoji, tell you something."

"Director, you speak."

"It's not that I'm urging you, I've passed the test, do you have to hurry up and write the article, I know several experts in the review team of Chinese urology.

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"Thank you, Director, I've finished writing, I'll go back and polish it today, and I'll give it to you tomorrow." Ji Xiang Road.

"Hurry up and polish the work...... I'll do it anyway." Director Liu smiled, and his teachable smile overflowed.

Writing articles and publishing papers is essentially a way of communicating, but now it has evolved into water papers.

Like an assembly line, international scientific research papers, SCI papers, and even papers from the world's top journals can be bought with money.

This kind of thing has become an industrial chain, and the industry is clear.

Director Liu was really afraid of Ji Xiang's neck, and took out a gesture towards Qin Chuqin's boss, feeling that a paper with the prefix of "water" was an insult to academics.

In that case, the provincial self-department that he was helping Ji Xiang contact would be meaningless.

Fortunately, Ji Xiang has been doing it silently, and he can give his paper to himself by polishing it.

It seems that Ji Xiang still cares about this matter.

"Brother Zhao is old, he has no papers, no scientific research, and he can't be promoted. Although he did a good job in surgery and was careful in his work, he was never able to become the deputy chief physician." Ji Xiang sighed.

"......," Director Liu frowned.

Ji Xiang said this a little full, he is still a doctor of Guipei, but he is worried about Zhao Zhe.

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Xu Leyu was very unhappy, but Professor Deng Chaohong Deng rarely "begged" himself, and he still responded to deal with the trouble caused by the patient's family.

Just like Director Liu guessed, the patient's family found a broker to contact Professor Xue in the imperial capital for surgery, but a sum of money was deducted in the middle, and no one was satisfied except for the broker.

Xu Leyu didn't appease Professor Xue too much, the patient was anesthetized, Professor Xue was just scolding, he could still go out and tell the patient's family - you have to add money?

If that's the case, I'm afraid that once the East Window incident happens, the cost of pressing down the matter will be an astronomical amount.

Professor Xue scolded and scolded, but he would never turn around and leave, he would definitely have surgery, and scolding was to vent his anger.

Sure enough, Professor Xue scolded for twenty minutes as if he was fighting against pressure, and the more he scolded, the more unbearable he became. But in the end, he changed his clothes and went in for surgery with an unhappy face.

"Deng Chaohong is ***, he must have done it." Professor Xue scolded while brushing his hands, "When I was in school, I knew that he was a villain, and I knew all kinds of stretching my legs to make trips."

Xu Leyu was silent, doing his job at hand.

"Where's Deng Chaohong?" Professor Xue asked.

"He's got an operation on that side too." Xu Leyu replied.

"What surgery?"

"A weightlifter from a provincial team is training to participate in next year's National Games, and he suffers a rotator cuff injury."

"This operation is his, too!" Professor Xue said disdainfully, "Deng Chaohong did it, and the patient was abolished!" The focus of the operation is something that the doctors in one place don't know at all."