Liu Muqiao, as usual, had a busy day and finally had time to take a rest.
It's 9pm now.
This point is relatively early and relatively normal.
He just spent nearly half an hour in the Department of Respiratory Medicine.
Hu Bolong was dealing with a dispute here and asked Liu Miqiao to come over and see if he could help.
When dealing with medical disputes, the first stage is to reason.
Everyone has his own theory.
Every debate is a battle of words to see who can outshine the other.
This time, Hu Bolong always felt a little unjust about the dispute in the Department of Respiratory Medicine, and Section Chief Qin was also speechless.
The patient came in with pulmonary heart disease and infection. The respiratory medicine department gave a large amount of antibiotics, but there was no obvious effect. Last night, the patient could not breathe and died.
This is not easy to deal with.
The family members said that your doctor should have at least been able to predict the condition, but he didn’t even have any mental preparation, so he just said he was going to die.
The hospital has to give an answer, a satisfactory answer.
What the patient's family said makes sense.
Ordinary people cannot predict life and death. Your hospital should have one. Could it be that you can’t predict when a patient is about to die?
Then you are still a hospital? Are you still a famous hospital? Or are you still a famous hospital in the world?
I really don’t know how you tricked foreigners into coming here.
As a hospital, from a professional point of view, 99% of patients can predict life and death. If they are critically ill, they will issue a critical illness notice.
However, there are still 1%, a very small number of patients whose death is extremely sudden. Even the most experienced doctors can hardly predict that the patient will die suddenly.
In medicine, there are dozens of causes of sudden death of patients, of which central origin is the most common. Cardiac arrest only takes a few minutes.
The patient’s family feels wronged.
The hospital also felt wronged.
A dispute broke out and a big debate began.
Hu Bolong was born in surgery and was relatively unfamiliar with respiratory medicine. Chief Qin was not a respiratory physician either, so he was at a slight disadvantage during the debate.
So I invited Liu Muqiao over.
However, Liu Muqiao was also a layman, so he just tried to comfort the patient's family.
"No one wants to see this kind of situation. Medically speaking, our hospital has not found any mistakes, but you think the hospital is at fault. So, what we both say does not count, let's hire a third party.
Let’s come to a conclusion. Now the department that assesses medical accidents is the Medical Association. You submit an application and conduct accident assessment." Liu Muqiao said calmly.
"For identification, do we need an autopsy?" asked the family.
"Yes." Liu Muqiao nodded.
"Then we won't conduct an appraisal and we will conduct an autopsy. Who can accept it?" said the family members.
This is also true.
However, how can we identify it without performing an autopsy?
The medical association must have a basis and scientific data. To scientifically analyze the cause of death, the best way is to conduct an autopsy.
If the patient's family members refuse, they also have the right to refuse.
Things are at a stalemate.
Liu Muqiao didn't stay long. Dealing with disputes was not his specialty.
Besides, this kind of dispute is not unreasonable. If people understand this, you can’t be wrong.
Liu Muqiao left, and the busy day was over. As for the dispute, it was Hu Bolong's business, and Liu Muqiao had no obligation.
Stayed in the office for a while.
Jiang Wei seemed to have just taken a bath and came over to make a cup of tea for Liu Muqiao.
"Jiang Wei, I'm going to Xiangya Hospital to attend the annual meeting tomorrow, and I feel a little uneasy." Liu Miqiao took a sip of tea.
"Why are you nervous about this? You are already a world-class expert. Although Xiangya Hospital is full of talents, it is not so easy to find people who can surpass you." Jiang Wei smiled slightly.
"I had a similar feeling last time when I went to Qilu Hospital and West China Hospital. I was even more nervous at Xiangya Hospital. They are the top hospitals and medical schools in the country."
There is a color book "A Hundred Years of Xiangya" in front of Liu Muqiao.
The cover is of a building from 100 years ago, and it still looks so tall and majestic today.
It is said that even the bricks used to build this red house were transported by ship from the other side of the ocean. It has been 100 years old and has very little maintenance. Only the wooden floor has been replaced twice, some toilets have been added, and,
The elevator was changed twice.
During recent renovations, a "secret room" was discovered under this building. This is a strange thing that generations of people have not known about.
Everyone in Xiangya knows that there are two basements under this red building.
Due to the opening of the new inpatient building, the red building will also change its identity and become a historical relic. Before it was officially closed, the staff was preparing to do a comprehensive physical examination. The staff accidentally discovered that there was a huge secret room under the building.
However, only a handful of people knew what was in the secret room, and on the seventh day after the secret room was discovered, the secret room was sealed again, and this time the sealing material was molten iron - molten pig iron.
There are many legends in society.
Liu Muqiao didn’t believe any of them.
Tomorrow, Liu Muqiao is invited to attend the annual meeting of the Neurological Society.
This is a large-scale annual meeting of an international nature.
For decades, Xiangya Department of Neurology, including neurosurgery, has become well-known at home and abroad. Up to now, they are the chief editor of the seven-year clinical medical textbook.
Psychiatry is the dominant discipline of the Second Xiangya Hospital.
The two colleges complement each other's strengths, and the neuropsychiatric discipline is also very prestigious internationally.
Liu Muqiao gave a keynote report, "Minimally Invasive and Traditional Chinese Medicine Treatment of Stroke".
This is an important report.
It will be arranged during the prime time of the conference, at 9 a.m. on the first day.
Liu Muqiao is going to bring Zhao Yilin to attend.
Later, Zou Qingxiang found out about it and clamored to attend.
Liu Muqiao had no reason to reject Zou Qingxiang, and he drafted the paper.
Now, his name is still signed on the paper.
Jiang Wei entered Liu Muqiao's lounge. She had to help him prepare his luggage and a change of clothes. Jiang Wei helped him organize it. When Liu Muqiao went on a business trip, she would prepare everything he needed when he opened his suitcase.
"Will you take Su Yajuan with you?" Jiang Wei suggested.
"She?"
"She graduated from Xiangya and knows many people." Jiang Wei reminded again.
Liu Muqiao thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask her."
Jiang Wei said: "Let me tell her."
Liu Muqiao said nothing more.
He thought it would be good to take Su Yajuan out for a walk. She was busy every day and never went there. She was immersed in clinical work, which was hard enough.
The next day, the plane took off on time at 7pm.
The entire first-class cabin is owned by their people, paid for by Liu Maqiao's studio, and they all travel in first-class.
Zou Qingxiang was very sensible and changed seats with Su Yajuan, letting her sit with Liu Maqiao, and he sat next to Zhao Yilin.
"Who are the most famous professors in Xiangya?" Liu Muqiao asked.
"Oh, that's too many. Among the current main professors, that is to say, the professors who teach us, I know more than a dozen. They have won awards domestically and internationally, or have served as chairpersons of academic societies.
Deputy Chairman. In addition to them, going up even higher, there are 4 academicians, more than 20 Yangtze River Scholars, and more than 30 chief scientists of 973..." Su Yajuan introduced.
This chapter has been completed!