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1519 The coming storm

"What profit is the earliest batch of private hospitals? Isn't it hedging?" Liu Zewei sighed, but he hasn't seen anything he has seen for so many years of clinical practice?

He was just a little sad about this. These things were not something he could control at all.

"Isn't it maliciously overdrawing medical insurance costs? There are so many large tertiary hospitals next to them, and private hospitals can have a yarn, so someone can go there to see a doctor."

What this said is true, and Zheng Ren also admits.

"Once I went home for dinner, my mother told me that a small hospital next to me said that there was a subsidy for them every day, which was about a few dozen yuan." Liu Zewei said: "Inpatient hospitalization not only does not cost money, but also makes money."

"Did your mother go there later?" Chang Yue asked.

"I will definitely not let her go." Liu Zewei said: "Who knows when the medical insurance was overdrawn so much? Pay attention to it and check it down. It would be boring to cancel the medical insurance qualification."

"This won't be true. I guess you are still fair." Zheng Ren smiled bitterly and said.

"It's not justified." Liu Zewei touched his bald head and said, "I started paying medical insurance fees since I went to work, but in the end I got cheaper those guys who worked in private hospitals. Are you feeling unbalanced?"

"But there is nothing we can do."

"There is no need to make this little money. When you drink and scold people in the future, you will feel good and feel good if you don't speak softly, so just want to have a good time." Liu Zewei's bald head became brighter and brighter.

"Who knows." Zheng Ren has never been very concerned about such things.

It’s just that what you can’t change. If you feel emotional and sigh, it’s better to see more patients than to see what happened.

"I have the same view as Lao Liu. Some patients want to open one or the other, and they ask me to find a reason to refuse." Chang Yue said.

"That's it." Zheng Ren didn't want to talk about such things that made him feel depressed anymore, so he said: "Lao Liu, the community hospital is almost done. As long as the nursing team is matched, it can be opened."

Liu Zewei touched his bald head and added some strength.

"Boss, I can't write the medical record." Chang Yue had been prepared for a long time and said directly.

"Director Kong said, I'll find you a few directors, and the deputy director will take care of you. I think you should write less about writing medical records, as long as it is a supervisor." Zheng Ren smiled.

"I understand." Chang Yue said expressionlessly.

If a doctor who has not even received an intermediate professional title is supervising directors from all over the country to study, only Boss Zheng dares to think about this kind of thing.

Liu Zewei thought with a smile, but it was quite touching.

Dr. Chang wrote his medical records well. After writing them for a while, he felt that the overall medical records level had improved.

The people who came next were not treated as good as they were.

When I came here myself, I only had 6 beds and had plenty of time to modify my medical records.

Those who come down here basically have to accept 6 patients a day, and this cycle goes on.

Write medical records every day, get discharge from the hospital, preoperative explanations, and the most important thing is to do surgery.

By the way, I have to be on duty at night.

I don’t know if these professors and directors who have not been on duty for many years, can be used to it.

I am considered the eldest senior brother. Liu Zewei was already shining and began to radiate his oil, thinking silently.

The topic ends here, everyone is busy with their own business.

As for the hole in medical insurance, it has nothing to do with Zheng Ren, and the medical team. Doctors are enough to be responsible for treating diseases and saving people.

No matter how many, I can't think of it.

Zheng Ren was planning to open a community hospital and his lyricism was soaring in his surgery.

The upcoming storm will become the norm after the upcoming storm. Now there are 6 beds, so it should not be too simple for Zheng Ren's medical team.

Zheng Ren read the book for a while, and Director Kong came back, waved to him and called him to the director's office.

"Boss Zheng, sit down." Director Kong said with a smile.

"Director, what do you say about the nursing department?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Didn't it mean that there is not enough manpower?" Director Kong said disdainfully: "If you want to do something, you don't slap the table and lose your temper, it's impossible to do it smoothly."

"Hehe." Zheng Ren smiled.

I looked smooth and smooth, but in fact, there were people helping me with many things.

A person's power is really too limited.

"A team is coming, and the nurses behind us will be added to those who come to learn more." Director Kong said: "There are so many people who want to learn more outside. Sweeping the mouth, there are more than a dozen more. Twenty nurses are not a trivial matter."

Zheng Ren discovered that he had become the most hateful professor without realizing it. He was trying hard to squeeze doctors and nurses in further study.

But if you don't squeeze it, it won't work at all.

What kind of women are men and men are animals? As long as they come, who cares about men and women, they all act like animals.

"Boss Zheng, don't think I'm too much." Director Kong said leisurely with a water cup, took a sip of water.

"Director, you said."

"From 6 beds to 106 beds, this is a qualitative mutation." Director Kong's expression was very serious. "Your surgery is indeed good, and the patients after the operation are relatively stable. But when we do medical treatment, everything must be thought of by chance. Otherwise, if more than 100 beds are not killed in a year, ten or eight people will be lucky."

Zheng Ren knew that Director Kong was talking about the heart.

"Director, I know." Zheng Ren calculated and said, "Home is far away. I told Sister Lin before to see if I can rent a house here. If you have something to do, you can call it in a few minutes. Every night after dinner, you can check the ward."

"It's very hard to do this." Director Kong obviously had some expectations and said with a smile.

"Isn't this a fight for the Nobel Prize?" Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's enough to wait until this is straightened out. When will the director of the foreign land in your hands be here?"

"Soon soon." Director Kong said: "While he was in contact with Su Yun, several directors and the hospitalized officers came here. They were all talented and capable men with ambitions and could work when they came."

Zheng Ren nodded.

"When Zhou Chunyong is on the other hand, you have to knock on it. What falls into your hands is your own benefit." Director Kong said: "Don't be embarrassed to look for Zhou Chunyong because I have a good relationship with Zhu Liangchen."

"Well……"

"It's not convenient for me to go to the local area to operate, and I can't make any mistakes. I have fewer contacts with the local director. Zhou Chunyong has a lot of contact with the local director, and some places have to go twice a month."

"If you want someone to ask for him, you can't just listen to your tips teaching. You can't even be hospitalized," Director Kong said with a smile.

When Zheng Ren thought of the many hospitalizations that he had to be on duty, he felt that he had to be on duty.

It's okay, let Su Yun do the business work.

Just keep the surgery in mind.
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