He Yuanzheng was done protesting. By making Ling Ran give basic consultation for a day, He Yuanzheng\'s protest was short but sweet. There was also a symbolism to the shortness of the protest, as tyrannys were usually fleeting. This short protest was a public declaration that a protest that was even more violent as well as lengthier was in the works.
Hence, a consultation given by Ling Ran had gone from 5 RMB to 17 RMB. If a person were to round it off, it was kind of equivalent to a price hike of 10,000 RMB.
Now that he was giving specialist consultations, Ling Ran was also looking forward to the kind of patients who would come by.
Filled with antic.i.p.ation, Ling Ran turned the doork.n.o.b of the consultation room gently and opened the door.
Warm sunlight filtered in through the window, making the wooden floor seem even more l.u.s.trous.
A pot of centipede togavine was hung on the pale-blue wall beside a pot of spider plant. Their leaves touched each other\'s gently, and there was just the right distance between the two pots of plants. They radiated a sense of calmness.
The cookie-cutter office table had disappeared. Instead, there was a long, wooden table in its place. It was of a modern design. Not only was it large enough to fit a computer, but it also made it more convenient for doctors to take down notes. Moreover, there was more than enough s.p.a.ce for a face-to-face conversation between doctors and patients.
The room which was around 200 square feet and used to be dull and dark looked gloriously bright today, and it was because the lighting in the room had been given a makeover.
\"Wow, I feel like I\'ve gone from a street performer to a celebrity.\" Lu Wenbin who came in right after Ling Ran was astonished when he saw the consultation room. \"We\'ve just been away for a day, and the consultation room was given a makeover? How rich is the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery?\"
Zhang Anmin, who came in together with Lu Wenbin, though, felt a chill run down his spine. \"What has Department Director He done?\"
Lu Wenbin looked at Zhang Anmin with a baffled expression.
\"Isn\'t this a show of apology? He must have done something he shouldn\'t,\" Zhang Anmin said without waiting for Lu Wenbin to ask him anything.
Lu Wenbin shrugged. \"You should give it more thought.\"
Zhang Anmin thought a few seconds and hummed in acknowledgement. He then sighed, glanced at Ling Ran\'s face and said, \"Not all humans are created equal.\"
Lu Wenbin nodded solemnly. \"I just bought an apartment where sunlight could s.h.i.+ne in from both the south and the north. The lighting there is good, and it\'s also on the right floor. The location is convenient too. I planned to renovate it and live there, but at the end of the day, I couldn\'t even afford the renovation fees. Now, take a look at Doctor Ling. Other people are renovating his consultation room for free. He can do whatever he wants.\"
Zhang Anmin merely glanced at Lu Wenbin. He did not feel like continuing this topic at all. He turned, switched on the computer and checked that it was functioning properly. \"Doctor Ling, should we get started now? How many slots should we put up?\"
There was a huge difference between specialist consultation and the three other types of consultation. Specialists could decide the number of slots he wanted to put up.
The advantage in this was that if the specialist\'s treatment group happened to be lacking in patients, he could put up more slots so that he could take in more patients. On the contrary, if the specialist\'s treatment group happened to be busy and hospital beds were scarce, he could adjust things to suit his treatment group by putting up fewer slots.
A few years ago, many specialists who were re-employed after retirement did the same. They would put up ten to fifteen slots a day so that they could occupy themselves without tiring themselves out.
Nowadays, the specialists who wanted to operate on more patients would put up more slots. There were also specialists who would put up fewer slots on certain days because they were often forced to put up additional slots. Doctors who rarely operated in the hospital they worked in did the same.
But in Zhang Anmin\'s opinion, after Ling Ran knew that he was allowed to choose the number of slots he could put up, he would probably take in so many patients that they would have to work until late at night.
\"Let\'s just put up 15 slots.\" Ling Ran\'s answer was pretty much out of Zhang Anmin\'s expectation.
\"Is fifteen enough?\" Zhang Anmin was tremendously shocked. Ordinary specialists in Yun Hua Hospital usually put up around 35 slots. 15 was a very low figure.
Giving outpatient consultations was different compared to working in the Emergency Department. It was even more different compared to working in the Inpatient Department. When a doctor worked in the Outpatient Department, he would be lucky to get to take in seven out of fifteen patients he gave consultation to. Was it not a little too inefficient to spend half a day in the consultation room just to take in less than ten patients?
Ling Ran, though, did not feel like giving consultations to too many patients. He pondered as he said, \"Fifteen slots is enough. Or else, we\'ll have too little time for patients. Moreover, we don\'t urgently need more patients.\"
\"Don\'t we?\" Zhang Anmin was in disbelief as he listened to what Ling Ran said. \'Aren\'t you skipping sleep all the time just to treat more patients?\'
When Ling Ran was about to say something, the system\'s notification suddenly rang in his mind.
[Mission: Patient and Meticulous]
[Mission Details: Give outpatient consultations to five patients and converse with each of them for at least 30 minutes.]
[Mission reward: Virtual Human (two hours)]
\"Conversing?\" Ling Ran hesitated for a moment. This was not something he was good at.
\"Doctor Ling, I\'ll go and inform the front desk that we\'re putting up fifteen slots, then?\" Zhang Anmin looked at Ling Ran\'s expression and decided that he had already made up his mind. Hence, he prepared to make a phone call.
\"Ten slots would be enough.\" Ling Ran did the math and decided to reduce the number of slots.
Based on his calculations, after taking up more than two hours to talk to five patients for thirty minutes each, if he were to spend a considerable amount of time seeing the remaining five patients, he might not even be done by the time morning ended.
Considering the fact that Ling Ran was given a mission, he naturally prioritized the mission over gaining experience.
No matter how he looked at it, two hours of Virtual Human would be useful to him.
Meanwhile, the moment Zhang Anmin heard that Ling Ran only wanted to put up ten slots, he suddenly realized something. The Ling treatment group was loaded with patients right now, anyway. Ling Ran was only giving outpatient consultations to put in some practice. Hence, it was better for him to focus on quality instead of quality. Moreover, it would only take a short time to give consultations to ten patients. It was also a good thing to be able to have more free time to operate on patients.
Zhang Anmin felt that he had gained an understanding of Ling Ran\'s train of thought. He immediately made a phone call to the front desk.
Meanwhile, Lu Wenbin put on an act of familiarizing himself with how outpatient consultation worked while writing some medical records, which was a backlog from two days ago.
After a while, patient number one entered the consultation room.
The young nurse manning the desk in front of the consultation rooms of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery let in the patients who got the first three slots, and only stopped the rest of the patients from coming in. They would be called in when it was their turn.
All the patients who got the first slots entered their respective consultation rooms while the ones who got the second and third slots waited obediently at the corridor.
Ling Ran\'s patient number one looked at him with a puzzled expression and said, \"I asked for a specialist consultation.\"
\"I am one,\" Ling Ran answered firmly. He asked, \"What\'s wrong?\"
Ling Ran was sat up straight, and his expression was a trustworthy one.
The patient hesitated for a moment and glanced at Ling Ran. He then said, \"I\'m suffering from cholecyst.i.tis, and I\'m here for surgery.\"
\"Huh?\" Ling Ran froze for a moment. \'Such a straightforward patient.\'
Ling Ran had no way of refuting the patient, though. He had no choice but to say, \"I\'ll carry out a physical examination for you.\"
Ling Ran finished the physical examination. As expected, the patient was suffering from cholecyst.i.tis. Moreover, he just so happened to fulfill his surgical indication.
Ling Ran thought about it for a moment and had no choice but to say, \"I\'ll get you admitted, then.\"
When it came to things such as scans, it would be cheaper for patients to get them done during their stay in the hospital as it was covered by their health insurance. Hence, Ling Ran did not need to fill in any forms to authorize him for tests.
The patient happily agreed and left. The whole process took less than a minute.
Ling Ran stared after the other party in resignation.
\"Such a good patient.\" Zhang Anmin sighed. \"Why have I never encountered such a good patient whenever I give consultations?\"
\"Call the next patient in.\" Ling Ran\'s determination was not wavered. He only had to carry out detailed conversation with five patients.
\"Doctor Ling.\" This time, Mai Chun, the pharmaceutical sales representative from Yunli Medical Company was the one who entered.
Mai Chun did not wear any makeup, which was rare. There was a bit of baby fat on her cheeks. She sat obediently opposite Ling Ran like a primary school student.
The \"family member\" who accompanied her, Tian Qi, sat beside her. It was obvious from her expression that she wanted to watch the consultation. 10396