Chapter 370: The Death of the Top Doctor
Coming out of Zhu Yong's office, Zhao Sheng and Jin Dong continued to go back to the office to drink tea, and I have to say that there is more time to drink tea a day than a week before.
"You have good tea, where did you get it?"
Drinking tea, Jin Dong suddenly said to Zhao Sheng.
Drinking tea or coffee, he doesn't pick at all, he belongs to the kind that drinks something, but he found that he can always drink different good tea on Zhao Sheng's side, and the taste is very special.
"I got it from the teacher yesterday."
Zhao Sheng smiled and said.
"Is Professor Yu okay?"
Jin Dong asked.
"It's time to eat, eat, sleep, and look much better than before."
Zhao Sheng said.
"That's fine."
"Senior brother, have you watched Professor Tan Qiangtan's video?"
Jin Dong asked again.
"Looked."
"After watching Professor Tan's video, I feel more and more that I am right to come out."
Zhao Sheng said with some sighs.
So who is this Professor Tan Qiang and what did he say?
Tan Qiang, one of the three strongest thoracic surgeons in China.
Graduated from the University of Zurich, Switzerland.
The seniors were Schrödinger and Albert Einstein.
Before graduating, the United States and other countries have prescribed him a price of no less than $2 million per operation.
Switzerland, where he studied medicine, was offered no less than that of a senior leader of the Union Federation.
In addition, the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Lausanne (the ceiling of the world), the first Chinese Tan Qiang Thoracic and Pulmonary Special Medical Laboratory was established.
In the end, Dr. Tan Qiang chose to return to China to serve.
Just recently, Tan Qiang was widely concerned because of his response to a certain Jiaqi, in the video released, he proposed that he was not a bonus, the monthly salary was 20,000 to 30,000, and the salary plus bonus was about 40,000 yuan, and because he did not prescribe high-priced drug consumables to patients, he could not meet the hospital's revenue target and was fined a negative salary.
"Yes, Professor Tan can be said to be the ceiling of thoracic surgery in China, and he is the pioneer of the world's first large-scale tissue engineering trachea and carina reconstruction surgery.
Jin Dong said.
"Look at the comments."
Jin Dong sighed slightly, pointed out the comments under the video, and handed the phone to Zhao Sheng.
Zhao Sheng looked at it, and the comments under Professor Tan Qiang's video were like this.
[Is your 40,000 too little? Can you compare with the top barbers in the magic capital? Please bow your noble head and see that there are countless bottoms under you with a monthly income of two or three thousand! Eighty percent of your 40,000 monthly salary is something they get because they broke the bank! 】
[Really haven't taken a rebate for antibiotics? 】
A certain Jiaqi has an average daily income of 5 million, but everyone is spraying this top thoracic surgeon with a monthly salary of more than 40,000 yuan, and even suspects that his gray income may reach 100,000 to 500,000 per month, which in turn produces why doctors get such high salaries?
Maybe the doctor also wants to be an Internet celebrity to bring goods! After all, the risk is small and the return is high......
"If you are not a medical worker, or if you don't have relatives or friends who are medical staff, it's actually very difficult to empathize with medical staff."
"When some people hear that the income of a top medical expert in China is forty or fifty thousand yuan a month, their first reaction will definitely not be how it is so low, but subconsciously feel that it is high enough, and even, these people feel from the bottom of their hearts that doctors are supported by patients, and the lower the salary, the better, and even not taking money is the best."
"It's human nature, and you can't be blamed."
"But some people, some of them are media, who specifically pit patients and doctors against each other to maximize the evil of human nature."
Zhao Sheng said with great feeling.
"So, even the top thoracic surgeons are actually just senior employees, although the autonomy is greater than that of the junior doctors, but it is not beyond the scope of the status of employees, and you have to endure the exploitation of hospitals and health insurance."
Jin Dong said again.
"Professor Tan's specialty is the most reluctant to do esophageal cancer in the thoracic surgery department of other tertiary hospitals, so shouldn't there be more subsidies for these surgeries that no one wants to do?"
Zhao Sheng took a sip of tea, sighed and continued.
Radical surgery for esophageal cancer is smelly and long, requiring three combined surgeries on the neck, chest and abdomen, and the duration basically starts from 5 hours, even if the strength is outstanding, it is unlikely to be completed within 4 hours.
However, the proportion of surgical consumables used is low, the postoperative complications are high, and the business income cannot be high in any case.
"Sometimes I think the world is very funny, we are engaged in scientific research, and we have worked hard to apply for scientific research funds, but we are not as good as those actors to make a TV series and a movie."
"Forget about making movies and TV series, and lip-syncing PS to change heads."
Jin Dong said with some self-deprecation that although he is the top expert in the field of stem cells in China, it has not been until the establishment of a stem cell center by the high-end medical department that his treatment is barely worthy of this top level.
Although he usually only watches movies occasionally, and doesn't pay attention to the film and television industry and stars, this extremely unreasonable income can't be explained from the perspective of [distribution according to work].
These are the things he usually doesn't say.
"Forget it, let's not talk about this, we can help many patients by doing a good job of this stall in front of us."
"Anything else, that's not something we should be thinking about."
Zhao Sheng said.
"Yes."
Jin Dong nodded, the current medical status quo cannot be changed by one person or two people.
The day passed quickly, and Jin Dong got off work and went home.
At nine o'clock in the evening, after eating, Jin Dong sat on the sofa and used his laptop to sort out the data, Tang Wen, who was also working, but it was over, put down the laptop and looked at Jin Dong, who was still sorting out the data.
"Professor Jin, can I tell you something?"
Tang Wen asked Jin Dong, although she chased Jin Dong backwards, but in fact, she was not too weak, mainly because sometimes she suffered from her own gains and losses, Jin Dong's words were actually very simple male thinking, and he did not invest too much time and energy in terms of feelings.
"Well, you say."
Jin Dong put down the laptop in his hand, looked at Tang Wen and said.
When talking to people, let go of what is at hand, which is a form of respect.
"Recently, when I had dinner with Mr. Tang, we talked about getting married."
Tang Wen also said directly, she is not the kind of delicate little woman, so even if it is a big event like marriage, she is more direct.
"The junior brother also said this today."
Jin Dong nodded.
"And what do you think?"
When Tang Wen heard this, Jin Dong and Zhao Sheng had already talked about this matter, so she really wanted to know what Jin Dong thought at the moment.
"After the year, you and Teacher Tang of the junior family, come together to prepare for this matter, and it happens to be together."
Jin Dong said that preparing for marriage is as simple as eating and drinking, and that is him.
(End of chapter)