Sure enough, it’s Military Master Liang’s phone number.
The voice was very low and urgent, as if the call was made while hiding.
"Listen, the situation here is very difficult. Our lives are in danger at any time, so we don't dare to call casually. What I want to tell you is that we met Zhao Yilin. He is fine. Although he is injured, he is eating and drinking.
I also help others get medical treatment. In addition, we have a strong support. Don’t worry, I estimate that we will hear good news within half a month."
After finishing speaking, Liu Muqiao hung up over there without waiting for him to speak.
This is exciting news.
Zhao Yilin's situation is improving and he is treating them.
Who are they?
Of course he was the one who kidnapped him.
Yuan Shan was so excited that she burst into tears.
Liu Muqiao said, "We can't tell anyone about the phone call just now. We don't know who else is Liu Zhongquan, okay?"
"Okay, I know."
Just as he was talking, the neurology department called and an emergency patient came.
"You can leave after dinner!" Yuan Shan said loudly.
Liu Muqiao hesitated for a moment, realizing that he really needed to eat something. Just then, his rice noodles came out. He took a few bites, got up and left.
Yuan Shan looked at the busy Liu Miqiao and tears rolled down her eyes.
Liu Miqiao returned to the Department of Neurology and found a patient with cerebral hemorrhage whose pupils had become enlarged.
Now Liu Miqiao not only has to puncture and collect hematomas, he also has to deal with the patient's family. This is a necessary procedure. He has to tell the patient's family about the patient's condition.
This is also the "right to know" that lawyers clamored for a few years ago.
In the eyes of lawyers, the right to know is more important than the patient's life.
Liu Muqiao had to spare a few minutes or dozens of minutes to inform the patient's family.
"Let me tell you, this patient's illness is very serious and he may be in danger at any time. You must be mentally prepared."
"Yeah, doctor, please take care of yourself and try your best to save me." The family members said eagerly.
"This is the informed consent form. Please read it and sign it." Liu Maqiao's heart was bleeding, and he wasted his time on meaningless things.
However, this is a link that cannot be omitted. The law stipulates that you must let your family members know about your condition, surgery, and ask them to sign.
"This is the consent form for surgery."
The second written document has come up again.
A lot has been written about the complications of puncture.
The complications of puncture are very scary: damaged blood vessels and massive bleeding; intracranial infection; damage to brain tissue function; respiratory and circulatory failure; induced epilepsy, etc.
They are all scary complications.
In Liu Muqiao's eyes, this is complete nonsense and impossible. How could these complications occur?
However, this is a medical document, and everything that may happen in theory must be written down! The patient’s family must be informed, and finally, the family members must sign and agree whether to perform a puncture or not.
Although it is nonsense, Liu Miqiao must complete it.
Precious time is wasted like this.
In the past, Liu Muqiao never had to bother, he only needed to get punctured.
The third document is critical illness notification.
When a patient dies, the hospital is responsible if it does not issue a critical illness notification in advance. If you issue a critical illness notification first, you are not responsible.
Such nonsense regulations carry great weight in court.
This critical illness notice illustrates a problem. The doctors knew the critical illness in advance. Since they knew it, it means that they were not negligent. What they did next was in line with the procedures. The death of the patient was expected.
If you didn't issue a critical illness notice, at least you would be left speechless by the questions. You didn't even know that the patient was in danger, so how can you prove that you took corresponding and correct measures? You said that you are not responsible if the patient dies, then
You provide evidence that you are not responsible.
The critical illness notification is the evidence.
"Doctor, you must do your best to save me!"
This sentence, no problem, this is the expectation and request of the patient's family.
However, it sounds a little uncomfortable and distrustful.
As a doctor, he will do his best when facing patients. Especially a doctor like Liu Miqiao, who devotes himself wholeheartedly to his patients. Whether your family members ask for it, he will do his best and do his best.
Do I still need your repeated request?
"Of course I will do my best." Liu Maqiao replied seriously.
"Doctor, please, save him."
"You don't need to beg, this is our duty."
"Doctor, please use the best technology, the best medicine, and the best equipment."
"You don't need to worry about these, we will do our best."
Suddenly, a sudden voice burst out from the crowd: "You are so damn verbose, hurry up and save people! You have wasted all your time!"
Liu Muqiao became angry when he heard this.
Do I want to?
Do I?
Isn’t this a medical protocol? Isn’t this the right to know that you people, especially those idiot lawyers, have been clamoring for for many years?
"If you want to save a person, you must follow the procedures that should be followed." Liu Maqiao is neither arrogant nor humble.
In the past, he would not think so. Now, when he leads a department, he must be standardized and formal, and he must not be careless at all.
Not only himself, he also requires this from others.
By the time I finished all this, more than 15 minutes had passed.
These 15 minutes could have saved someone's life.
He shook his head, this society is so damn complicated!
After entering the intensive care unit, it was not bad. Lu Lu and the others had successfully punctured.
Only then did Liu Muqiao realize that he was now playing the role of Zhao Yilin.
In the past, he thought that Zhao Yilin only needed to put his hands behind his back and take a look, and that he didn't need to do anything. Now he realizes how much pressure he faces.
Lu Lu is doing the last procedure.
Wang Yi moved a round stool over and Liu Miqiao sat down and watched Lu Lu and Wen Xingyu busy.
"Can't Dr. Zou go to work yet?" Monroe came over and asked.
"No, I don't dare to let him go." Liu Maqiao said.
"This guy is also useless." Monroe said.
"Don't say that. I haven't seen this guy in the past as someone who values emotions. Director Zhao's disappearance has been a huge blow to him. Besides, he has worked hard enough in the past few months. It would be good to let him rest for some time."
Liu Muqiao said.
"I still think he is not man enough and strong enough."
Just as he was talking, Dr. Zou floated in again.
"I knew you were here and couldn't sleep. I have to ask you, when will Director Zhao come back?" Dr. Zou smelled of alcohol.
Liu Muqiao frowned and said, "Why are you drinking again?"
"Treat wine as a song, what is life like..." He started to get drunk again and went crazy.
Monroe couldn't see it and pushed him, "Go back! Go back! Don't affect the work here!"
Where can I push it?
Dr. Zou chuckled and said, "Monroe, don't push me, do you know who I am? I am a core member of Liu Maqiao's team. I have written many SCI articles. Antai Hospital ranks first in my papers.
What qualifications do you have to push me out?"
"What kind of man are you!" Monroe said loudly.
"Why don't I count?"
"Man, be strong!"
This chapter has been completed!