Chapter 1158 The so-called medical ethics

"So much?" Chu Yuntian was surprised.

"Is there any unpopularity? And my luck has always been good." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, Zhou Congwen said, "Actually, who was not full of passion when he first entered society? For example, I had a classmate who went to a corporate hospital in the south."

I started to gossip when I listened to Zhou Congwen. Everyone pretended to listen carefully, but my mind was full of Zhou Congwen's 100 million prize.

No wonder Zhou Congwen never made money in clinical practice. His young doctor has to work until 10 o'clock every night and continue to work the next day without any complaints.

People are not short of money and feed the people under them, so the members of the medical team can work hard like hospitalized people.

If you change to other medical teams, as long as you do this, you will have to fall apart at most in one month. This is a lesson from countless pasts.

Not short of money... It's so enviable, and Zhou Congwen has paid taxes on all the money I earn, and it can kill everyone if I say it.

Even Dean Chen's expression changed a little when he saw Zhou Congwen.

What he thought was definitely different from the clinical directors, and it was two completely different directions.

Zhou Congwen is so awesome. He holds a nuclear weapon in his hand, and his boss, Mr. Huang, will not lose no matter who he fights with, or even fights in groups.

Even if he was so angry that Zhou Congwen was reported by someone with a real name, Huang Laoyi would be in trouble even if he couldn't afford it.

Others can't use this trick, just as Academician Chu said, some money is well known to everyone, it is an unspoken rule, and it is a silent compensation.

But Zhou Congwen, the three words "no shortage of money" are indeed the best nuclear weapons.

Dean Chen's eyes gradually narrowed, his pupils shrank, and he looked at Zhou Congwen tightly.

Zhou Congwen seemed to have not noticed the changes in others and continued to gossip, "My classmate is in the emergency room, and there are often patients who need to be reset on his side, such as having his chin dropped."

"When I first started working, I would reset my money before paying the money. My classmate also thought, this kind of thing must be emergency treatment. If the money is not worth it, it doesn't matter."

"As a result, there are many people who evade fees. The director always talks about him because of this, and the nurses often say nothing, which means that they can see everyone's income. The south is a little earlier than us, and I guess we will have to operate like this in three to five years."

"After working for a year, my classmate also felt something was wrong. He could never raise the bonus for a few hundred yuan a month. And the working hours every month... are about 6,000 hours a year. Isn't it normal? 168 hours a month, 2016 hours a year, he does three years of work for others a year."

"If you do more and earn less, you will definitely have a bump in your heart as long as you are a person. The most important thing is that once a patient did not bring money and wanted to break the tetanus, he gave him money. The patient thanked me so much and asked my classmate about the next time he went to work, saying that he wanted to pay back the money."

"What's the result?" Chu Yuntian asked "silly".

Everyone else knew the result and thought that Zhou Congwen's classmate really had a good idea. Chu Yuntian, who asked this question, also had a good idea.

"I definitely haven't come. After working for a year, the advance payment for the patient is several hundred, which is equivalent to his monthly salary. My classmate was a little skeptical about the word "medical ethics", so he did an experiment."

"Experiment?" President Chen and Academician Chu were both stunned for a moment.

Doctors in the emergency department do experiments?

Moreover, at Zhou Congwen's age, his classmate should also be a third-grade freshman. This happened at least two years ago.

These young doctors were thrown to the emergency room, which showed the rags in the hospital.

There is no time, place, and people, so what kind of experiment can you do?

"He found a book and wrote down the number of patients he would deal with within a year, then charge for the fee, and then see if there are many people who evade the fee." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "He thought, if it was less than 50%, he would not change himself. If it was higher than 50%, he would go fucking."

Except for Chu Yuntian, everyone smiled bitterly.

"After a year, the evasion rate is 72%. " Zhou Congwen shrugged, "If you just drop your chin, just sell your wrists, etc., it's okay to just sell your wrists. It's amazing that it's a bit hard for you, it doesn't matter."

"But there are still many patients who need a stitch. After sewing, they escaped without even getting tetanus."

"There are so many such things that my classmate is disheartened and now he is on another extreme."

"It costs money to cut the bag, and it costs money to anesthetics. In the end, I can only spend money from him. This is really..."

Listening to Zhou Congwen's words, everyone felt that his classmates had a problem with their brains.

"If you need to pay for your own money, just for the word "medical ethics", I think it's better to forget it." Zhou Congwen pulled the words back, "Actually, almost everyone is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. Why no one asks why the hospital has to charge for the fees?

In fact, what doctors think most is that they don’t have money for anything. When they come, they will see a doctor. They should have a test and have surgery. They should use medicinal medicine.”

"So now, when treating the disease, you have to consider the patient's financial situation. I'm really scratching my head, feeling tired, and I want to give up."

"The objective environment is here, and normal funding cannot even pay wages. This is because you have to bring your own dry food and have medical ethics."

"But clinically, it is basically done, and there are still few unscrupulous doctors." Zhou Congwen changed his tone, "It's more annoying if he doesn't pay and wants to shout again."

"Professor Zhou..." Dean Chen knew that Zhou Congwen was telling the truth, and he couldn't laugh or cry.

Everyone is annoyed by this kind of shouting, don’t do much, just make full allocation according to national regulations. But if the money is not in place, will the doctor let the northwest wind drink every day?

If you really drink the northwest wind, this industry will probably be almost ruined.

The truth is the truth, and the reality is the reality. Who can live without a family?

Just like Zhou Congwen said, working 6,000 hours a year, no one cares about such horrifying numbers.

Even the doctor group doesn't seem to care. Everyone is working hard to fight clinically. In fact, it's useless to care. There are dissatisfied voices that have been long ago, but no one hears them.

Even if you hear it, no one cares. Everyone will think - isn't this supposed to be?

"Shen Lang told me a joke, it was actually quite interesting." Zhou Congwen said with a smile.

"Shen Lang? Is it the little doctor who pinched Mr. Huang's shoulders?" Academician Chu asked.

Zhou Congwen nodded. It seemed that Shen Lang had already become famous. It would be such a great benefit to pinch his boss's shoulders. Zhou Congwen was proud.

"Didn't Shen Lang write online novels?"

"What novel?" Academician Chu was stunned, "Is it published in October or on Harvest?"
Chapter completed!