"Are all the patients here like this?"

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

"Integrity, do you know what integrity is!"

A person whispered endlessly and angrily, with a loud voice without any concealment.

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

The man cursed for a long time before someone came to persuade him. He just tried to persuade him to be cold and impatient.

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 wrong?" Ji Xiang asked.

"What's wrong?" Director Liu turned his head curiously and looked at Ji Xiang. It was indeed a young man.

If you change to Zhao Zhe, you can tell what happened with your heels, but Ji Xiang is still ignorant and can't figure out the situation.

However, this is a matter of clinical experience and experience.

"The person I heard from behind was Mr. Xu, orthopedics, right?"

"Yes." Ji Xiang nodded.

"You... have you invited an expert in orthopedic surgery?" Director Liu did not explain. He calculated it in a scheming way and guessed the situation.

Ji Xiang talked about the orthopedics situation.

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

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

"Here." Director Liu raised his hand and pointed at his head, "You think 100% of things are not like this in the eyes of others. A hundred kinds of people are raised. In this world, there are really all kinds of people."

"However, there are fewer similar situations. Many of them record the details of the collection of money. After the surgery, the patient will be discharged from the hospital safely."

"I know this." Ji Xiang smiled.

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

"The second type is not common. After Professor Feidao came, he believed that the patient's family or the doctor on this side had deducted his own Feidao money and said nothing."

"No way..."

Ji Xiang still doesn't understand.

"Do you know what the problem is?" Director Liu asked in Ji Xiang's eyes.

But before Ji Xiang could think about it, he continued, "Information is not bad."

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

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

"If the money in the middle is taken away by a broker who is fucked, the patient's family will not be satisfied with it, either the doctor or the patient."

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

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

"Yes." Ji Xiang nodded, "Director, how did you think this matter end?"

"It must be the experts of flying knives who accept the compensation." Director Liu said, "You see, some unscrupulous doctors do a lot of extraordinary things, but all of these doctors I have met have super high EQ."

"Because the emotional intelligence is slightly worse, the patient and the patient's family have long felt something was wrong, and something happened early in the morning, so I can't wait for that time."

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

Some words cannot be described without passing through Liu Er. Even if there are only Si Er, Director Liu is ambiguous.

"Now that the quarrel is going on, there is nothing wrong." Director Liu smiled, "Xiao Ji, tell you something."

"Director, you talk."

"It's not that I urged you, I passed the exam. Should I hurry up and write the article? I know several experts in the review team of China Urology.

"

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

"Hurry up, the polishing work... I'll do it." Director Liu smiled, his face full of teaching smile.

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

Like assembly lines, international scientific research papers, SCI papers, and even papers from top world journals can be purchased with money.

This kind of thing has become an industrial chain, and the industry knows it.

Director Liu was really afraid that Ji Xiang would stumble on his neck, so he took out his attitude towards Qin Chu and Qin, thinking that a paper with the Chinese character "Shui" was simply an insult to academics.

If that were the case, it would be meaningless for the provincial and provincial departments that I was contacting Jixiang.

Fortunately, Ji Xiang has been doing it silently, and he can give himself the paper by moistening his color.

It seems that Ji Xiang still cares about this matter very much.

"Brother Zhao is old, has no papers or scientific research, so he can't advance to the level. Although he did a good job in the surgery and was careful in his daily work, he has never been able to become an associate chief physician." Ji Xiang sighed.

"..." Director Liu frowned.

Ji Xiang said this a little full. He was a regular doctor himself, but he was worried about Zhao Zhe.

...

...

Xu Leyu was particularly unhappy, but Professor Deng Chaohong and Deng rarely asked for something he "please" himself, so he still responded to deal with the trouble caused by the patient's family.

Just as Director Liu guessed, the patient's family found a broker to contact Professor Xue from the imperial capital for surgery, but a sum of money was deducted in the middle, which made others not satisfied except for the broker.

Xu Leyu didn't comfort Professor Xue too much. The patient was anesthetized, and Professor Xue was just cursing. He could go out and tell the patient's family that he had to increase the money?

If that is the case, I am afraid that once the incident is revealed, the cost of suppressing the matter will be an astronomical figure.

Professor Xue scolded him, but he would never turn around and leave. He would definitely have surgery. Swearing is just venting anger.

Sure enough, Professor Xue cursed her in a different way like two large-scale 10-level large numbers in the bar, and the more she cursed her, the more she became, the more she was unpleasant. But in the end, he changed his clothes and went in for the operation with an unhappy look on his face.

"Deng Chaohong must be the one who did it." Professor Xue cursed while brushing his hands, "When I was in school, I knew he was a villain, and I knew that he was stretched out his legs to trip him up."

Xu Leyu was silent and did his job well.

"Where is Deng Chaohong?" Professor Xue asked.

"There was also a surgery on his side," Xu Leyu replied.

"What surgery?"

"A weightlifter of a provincial team is practicing more in the National Games next year, and the rotator cuff injury will be injured."

"This operation is also his!" Professor Xue said contemptuously, "If Deng Chaohong does it, the patient will be disabled! The focus of the operation is that the doctor in his place cannot understand at all."


Chapter completed!