The Godfather of Surgery

The patient was a man in his forties, stocky, with slightly uneven teeth.

Wearing a floral shirt, a Hermes crocodile belt, and an exaggerated diamond ring on her hand.

The young lady pushing the wheelchair has a beautiful face, a model figure, a pair of long legs, and the curves are extremely exaggerated, and a LV bag is hung diagonally.

As the wheelchair came in, a scent of perfume hit me.

"Professor Zhang, hello, I finally got your old number." The patient was very excited, holding Professor Zhang's hand and trying to get up from the wheelchair.

Zhang Lao held his hand and immediately patted the back of his hand: "Sit down, sit down and talk, don't get excited."

Zhang Lao glanced at the computer through his reading glasses: "Come from Shanxi?"

"Yes, from Shanxi." The patient sat down and said, "It took me three months to queue up before it was my turn."

The hospital actually has a VIP consultation room. A highly respected professor like Mr. Zhang has a VIP account, and one account costs 2,000 yuan. If there are people who don’t care about money, they can register with a VIP account, so they don’t have to wait so long. After all, they are willing to pay 2,000 yuan for registration. is a minority.

But Mr. Zhang has a bad temper. He doesn't open a VIP account, he only looks for an ordinary expert account, and he doesn't care about anyone who says hello and cuts in line.

The graduate student and the young lady helped the patient to lie down on the clinic bed, and Zhang Lao carefully examined him, asked about his medical history, and did not miss any detail. He put on gloves, pressed the pus-filled sinus, and said, "Three years? Six operations?"

"Three years ago in a car accident, the tibia here was fractured, it was open, and an intramedullary nail operation was performed. Three months after the operation, the pus started to burst. It is useless to patch the skin of the thigh here, it is healed here, but it is broken again, pus, and smelly." Zhang Lao asked, and the patient said ten sentences, mixed with a few professional words.

Indeed, there was a stench of pus.

"Your condition is very serious and complicated!" Elder Zhang said cautiously.

Done! The patient's mouth was half-open, and his voice trembled: "Professor, is there any help? It's been a few years since the imperial capital has gone to every place in the capital. Famous professors across the country have seen it all over the place, and they all say amputation. I heard that Professor Zhang has a solution. We came here from Shanxi again, you see, is there any help?"

Zhang Lao's expression was serious, and he didn't speak. After checking his body, he took off his gloves and washed his hands. The patient immediately rolled over and got out of bed by himself, sat on the wheelchair, turned the wheel quickly, pushed the wheelchair and followed Zhang Lao: "Is there any help? Professor, is there any help?"

Zhang Lao's face was solemn: "This is very serious, there is still salvation, that is--"

"What is it, Professor?" The patient was anxious.

After Zhang Lao finished washing his hands, he pulled a piece of paper towel to dry, and turned around. Sitting back in the chair, he said slowly, "It just takes money, a lot of money."

The patient's desperate face immediately turned into a smile: "Frightened to death, professor, money is not the problem, you don't have to worry about this, as long as it can be cured and no amputation is required, money is not a problem, any amount is fine."

"It's not a little bit of money, it costs a lot, the hospital stay is long, it requires several operations, and it's not 100% sure." Zhang Lao said in a cadenced manner.

"Professor, I believe in you. You give me treatment. If it still doesn't work, I will accept my fate. Professor, help me, you see I'm only in my forties. It hurts to think about it." As he spoke, the patient squeezed out a few tears.

"If the limb is amputated and the prosthesis is installed, it is also a way to save time, trouble and money." Professor Zhang said.

"That's not your own. You said you can spend money to give it a try. Flowers, you spend them for me." The patient has made up his mind.

"This is not a small amount. Hundreds of thousands must be needed. The entire infected bone must be sawed off, leaving only two good bones, and then a frame is installed to extend the two good bones and slowly merge them together. In the middle of the process, calcium sulfate containing antibiotics must be stuffed, and antibiotics must be given intravenously. This process will take one or two years, and other things, just this extended shelf is tens of thousands of cheap, and hundreds of thousands of expensive. "

"What's the difference between these hundreds of thousands and tens of thousands?" The patient was also curious.

"Let's put it this way, what's the difference between a two-million-dollar BMW and a fifty-thousand-dollar Wuling Hongguang? It can be said that there is no difference, both are cars with four wheels running on the road; you can say that there is a difference between BMW and Wuling. The same? It can't be the same." Zhang Lao explained.

"Understood! That's all set. With a shelf of hundreds of thousands, give me Ann, Sasha, card, take card, clumsy, quickly take card, swipe card!" The patient made a decisive decision.

The woman accompanying him was in a hurry. She opened her LV bag and looked for a card. She didn't expect to take out a handful of cards and swipe that one.

"Don't get excited, it's not now, you have to be hospitalized, and you will be treated slowly in the hospital. The payment is also made when you are hospitalized, not now." Zhang Lao tapped on the desk.

The lady took back the card she took out.

"Well, professor, thank you, reborn parents, this trip is worth it." The patient is so excited that he has lost control of his emotions.

"Hopefully, we will do our best, and you don't have to worry." Zhang Lao comforted him.

The patient wiped his tears and said, "Professor, I know what I have in mind. I am in business, and I have seen many people from all over the world. The professor is so responsible. This is the first time I have seen it. Rotten legs, I've had a good idea of ​​it for so long. Leave a phone call, professor? Isn't it convenient?"

Zhang Lao patted him on the shoulder: "You don't need to leave the phone. You're welcome. After you are hospitalized, listen to the doctor and treat with peace of mind. I will also visit from time to time."

"Hey, you want to see me. You have to do it yourself when the operation is over, professor." The patient took Zhang Lao's hand.

At this time, the graduate student issued the admission notice and handed it to the patient: "The beds are relatively tight. If you have to wait, you should go back to your residence first and wait for the call from our ward. We will notify you as soon as a bed becomes available."

"Is there a VIP ward?" The patient asked immediately. Every time he was hospitalized, as long as there was a VIP ward, he would never live in a regular ward.

"Then take the VIP ward." Zhang Lao instructed his assistants, they were not short of money, and they were still chatting.

The patient was immediately moved again: "Yes, yes, yes, live in VIP, live in now."

The old professor is caring, and the patient is more and more happy. He should have come to this hospital a long time ago. He has been wandering around in the past few years, and he has not met Mingzhu. Today, he is lucky.

After seeing this patient, Zhang Lao found that Yang Ping was still standing in the consultation room, such a big living person, only to find out now.

"Why are you still standing here?"

"Me?" Yang Ping didn't know what to say.

Zhang Lao asked, "Is something wrong?" Then he ignored Yang Ping and said:

"I've told you young doctors, and I've repeatedly said that when a doctor is a doctor, you must be kind-hearted and benevolent, and you shouldn't be rigid. Look, if someone brings four thousand yuan, they deserve to be disabled? They have to find a way to help them. 4,000 yuan has 4,000 yuan of treatment, can't afford the air ticket and still can't go to the imperial capital? Look at the patient just now, millions of people told him a card for entertainment, you should arrange the most cutting-edge plan, not too much Considering the cost, if you use a cheap method, he still feels uneasy. If you take a hard sleeper to go to the imperial capital, or take the overhead cabin of the plane to go to the imperial capital, you will have to send people to their destination."

This is simply the level of enlightenment.

Looking at this old man Zhang, Yang Ping gave up the idea of ​​arguing with him, and honestly went to prepare for the operation.