Chapter 182: Transfer
Regarding Zhao's mother, Xiao Nan made a phone call to Yuan Mingqiang on the second day. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
As the son of the executive vice mayor of Dongyuan, it is very simple to do such a thing, and Vice Mayor Yuan heard about it, and even personally came forward to call the president of the First Affiliated Academy.
This matter is naturally more convenient, this afternoon, it seems that Xiaonan accompanied Zhao Xiaoyu to the Second Hospital, ready to start the transfer!
"What? You're going to be transferred?"
Zhang Ming, who was originally full of smiles, was instantly stunned, and looked at Zhao Xiaoyu, his face was full of astonishment.
"Yes, Dr. Zhang... Please help me write a transfer medical record!" Zhao Xiaoyu said with a slow smile.
"Transfer? Why did you transfer to the hospital? Didn't you get the money? Don't rush this ......."
Zhang Ming looked around and said anxiously: "You can think of another way to do this!"
"No, Dr. Zhang... I want to transfer my mother to the Attached One!" Zhao Xiaoyu said.
"Appendix 1, why do you want to attach one? Don't you believe in my technique?" Zhang Ming pretended to be annoyed and said, "Moreover, can you afford the cost of Attachment One?"
Zhao Xiaoyu smiled helplessly and said, "Doctor Zhang, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that the conditions attached to it are better..."
"One condition attached... That's naturally better, but how expensive it is, don't you know?" Zhang Ming was slightly shocked, could it be that Zhao Xiaoyu got a lot of money? Although he was suspicious, he still reprimanded, and he could get it when he saw it, but he was reluctant to let the little beauty in front of him slip out of his palm like this.
"And... Your mother's situation is completely unsuitable for moving, you are not careful to carry it, if something goes wrong, then what can you do! Xiaoyu, don't be deceived!"
Listening to Zhang Ming's words, Zhao Xiaoyu's good-looking eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he was about to speak, but a few people walked in outside the office.
The leader looked at Zhang Ming and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Ming, why don't you write a medical record for the patient?"
"Uh... Dad!" Zhang Ming was stunned and said in amazement.
Dean Zhang frowned, snorted awkwardly, and said, "Write the medical record quickly, the patient will wait for your medical record now!"
"Ahh Dean, I don't think this situation is suitable for the patient to be transferred to the hospital!" Zhang Ming, who reacted, hurriedly said seriously.
"In case of any accident during the transfer, it will be too late to rescue even if it is too late!"
Hearing this, Dean Zhang's face froze, he looked at the person beside him embarrassedly, frowned, and reprimanded angrily: "What are you talking nonsense, Director Yang has come to see it in person, what else can you do, write quickly!"
Zhang Ming's neck is a stalk, in this neurosurgery, although he is just an ordinary attending physician, but he thinks about himself very highly, relying on the dean Lao Tzu, even if he is the director of the department, he doesn't give much face.
Although he spoke this time, in front of Zhao Xiaoyu, he was reluctant to turn his head and snorted: "Director Yang? What Director Yang? Is there anyone who knows the patient's situation better than me?"
As soon as these words came out, Dean Zhang's face suddenly became ugly, and he was about to scold, but an old man with slightly gray hair next to him said lightly: "Now the patient's condition is stable for the time being, as long as you pay attention, the problem is not big!"
"Who are you?" Seeing the old man's pretended profoundness, Zhang Ming said angrily.
"Oh... I'm Yang Linmin from Attached One!" the old man laughed lightly.
"P.S. One... Yang lin... Hearing this name, Zhang Ming's face instantly froze, he didn't know who this Director Yang was at first, but now, when he heard this name, he was dumbfounded.
Yang Linmin, Vice President of the Society of Neurosurgery, Director of the Department of Neurosurgery of the First Affiliated Department of Dongyuan University, the first person in neurosurgery in Southern Province, and the top five neurosurgery authorities in the country.
Compared to this one, he Zhang Ming is simply a small one in the field of neurosurgery.
After Director Yang said this, he smiled at Dean Zhang next to him and said, "Oh, Dean Zhang, it's really a tiger father without a dog, Xiao Zhang is young, he has such a bearing, and he can insist on his own opinions, it seems that he really deserves to be a rising star in the field of neurosurgery!"
Hearing this, Dean Zhang's face was already pale, the gap between the Second Hospital of Dongyuan City and the First Affiliated Hospital of Dongyuan University was not ordinarily small; with the identity of Director Yang, he could already be on an equal footing with him; and in terms of academic influence, this Director Yang did not know how many times stronger than him.
On weekdays, even if the Second Hospital wants to invite this Director Yang to come for a consultation, it is extremely difficult.
If he offends this Director Yang this time, he will not have much of a problem, but if his son wants to make a name for himself in this field of neurosurgery in the future, it will be very troublesome.
"Director Yang smiled, dog... The dog has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai!" After saying that, Dean Zhang hurriedly scolded: "What are you talking about, don't apologize to Director Yang quickly!"
Facing the first person in neurosurgery in Southern Province, Zhang Ming's face turned slightly pale, and he quickly squeezed out a dry smile and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Director Yang, I really didn't recognize you just now!"
"Hehe, it's okay, go ahead, hurry up and write the medical records... There are still a lot of patients in the old man's department waiting for me to go for a consultation!" Director Yang smiled slightly.
"Yes, yes, I'm going to write it, I'm going to write it right away!"
Zhang Ming nodded busily and went to write the medical record.
It's just that he is writing on this side, but he is muttering unwillingly in his heart, whose door is this Zhao Xiaoyu on this time?
was able to let Director Yang, who was attached to the first one, come to pick up the patient in person, and also let his own Lao Tzu come to accompany him personally......
Thinking about this, a layer of sweat broke out in Zhang Ming's head, but fortunately he hadn't had time to express that meaning to Zhao Xiaoyu.
Otherwise, if someone catches this handle, then it will be completely doomed.
Dean Zhang and Director Yang chatted on the side, and soon got the medical records of the transfer hospital, and even made a copy of all the examination results, and then accompanied Zhao Xiaoyu's mother and daughter downstairs under the escort of two nurses.
At this time, Zhang Ming saw that there was a handsome young man next to the pushing bed, escorting Zhao Xiaoyu to push the bed and walking into the elevator.
Zhang Ming stared at the other party deadly, and suddenly a name flashed in his mind, and a stunned look appeared on his face, as if Xiao Nan... This kid is the same Xiaonan of Dongda! Last time, this kid came to ask about the situation!
Could it be that this matter has something to do with the kid?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ming knew in his heart that he was only afraid that it would be eight or nine and not far from ten.
"What the hell is this kid coming from?
With this hint of fear, watching the elevator door close gently, Zhang Ming sighed lightly, stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, and hurried back to his office.
I have made up my mind in my heart, don't mess around with crooked ideas in the future, this time it's really lucky, otherwise I'm afraid that this time I'm just afraid that the trouble will be really big.
The ambulance made it all the way to the University of Tokyo.
Director Yang personally escorted him to the ward, and led the two deputy directors of the Department of Neurosurgery to do a detailed examination and consultation, and soon came up with a new treatment plan.
In this new protocol, Appendix 1 will be treated conservatively for a period of time, and the patient will be more stable for a few minutes before elective surgery.
After the operation, the possibility of Zhao Xiaoyu's mother's recovery and recovery is preliminarily judged to be more than six or seven percent.
This kind of result, when Zhao Xiaoyu fell into Yi Xiaonan's arms, he cried with joy...
When I was in the Second Hospital, I never got this kind of good news.
Looking at Zhao Xiaoyu's joyful cry of pear blossoms with rain, it seems that Xiaonan is also sighing lightly in his heart;
He was also secretly glad that he had such an ability to help Zhao Xiaoyu...
"Okay, okay, don't cry, it's a great joy... You should be happy!" After Xiaonan comforted him for a while, Zhao Xiaoyu sobbed and stopped crying.
"But... Xiao Nan, this cost is really high..."Zhao Xiaoyu looked at Xiao Nan worriedly.
"Don't worry... I've already deposited 200,000 yuan into my aunt's hospitalization account... It's enough for her next treatment and surgery, you don't have to worry!"
"Xiao Nan, thank you!" Zhao Xiaoyu reached out and wiped the tears on his face, stood on tiptoe with a red face, kissed Xiao Nan's face gently, and said shyly: "When I work in the future, I will definitely make money to pay you back, and I won't use your money in vain!"
"Okay..."Xiao Nan said with a slight smile.
。 (To be continued.) )