Cai Dongfan and Hu Ming staggered, and quickly lowered their heads and explained to Zuo Hu: "Professor Zuo, I'm sorry, let's go first."
"I met a madman."
The corner of Zuo Hu's mouth twitched. Although he felt that he had suffered an unreasonable disaster, he could only swallow the bitter water in his stomach.
The patient's family members did not mention him by name, so if he continued to speak, he would have really taken advantage of his reputation.
As for listening to what she said and showing it to her mother-in-law, that is even more impossible.
Because strictly speaking, when he came to the Eighth Hospital, he did not register with his own medical department, and the Eighth Hospital did not issue a consultation invitation to Xiangya Hospital. His right to practice does not lie here.
If it was true that she invited it as she said, Zuo Hu showed it to her with a smile.
If she is not optimistic, her lawyer will not forget this procedural error when she files a lawsuit.
If there is an error in the medical procedure, then there is no need to say anything more. No matter what you say, it is wrong.
If you don’t have the right to practice law, what the hell are you talking about?
Moreover, the patient registered with the No. 8 Hospital, and only had a diagnosis and treatment relationship with the No. 8 Hospital. He did not have any diagnosis and treatment relationship with him or the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University.
Meddling in other people's business does not necessarily mean benefiting yourself.
Moreover, their situation is not an emergency evacuation, and they cannot be exempted from it. As a Zuo Hur who has been in the hospital for many years, it is naturally impossible for him to cause such irritation.
I can only blame myself for being unlucky and meeting unreasonable people...
Zuo Hu followed Cai Dongfan and Hu Ming and hurried to the director's office.
"Professor, professor, come here!" The middle-aged woman finished cursing and became a little anxious when she saw Zuo Hu walking away.
She thought that if she made such a fuss, Zuo Hu would come over and point out Yan Haihan's mistakes, and then let her mother-in-law get treatment, maybe even for free.
How wonderful it would be to be able to get a professor from the Shonan University Affiliated Hospital to treat her mother-in-law at the Eighth Hospital without having to make this trip?
Unfortunately, things did not go in the direction she thought.
After seeing Zuo Hu's news, she didn't get what she was thinking, so she continued to curse: "Everyone is well-dressed and looks like a human being. I didn't expect them all."
The middle-aged woman's words immediately made Yan Haihan's complexion turn livid.
Frowning fiercely, he persuaded: "Madam, please pay attention to your wording!"
"Professor Zuo is the teacher we invited. He is here for class, not for outpatient service or medical treatment. He has no medical relationship with you, and he has no obligation to treat your mother. If you continue to mess around,
I’ll call the police!”
The middle-aged woman immediately let go of the wheelchair she was pushing and cursed:
"You still call the police?"
"Then you call the police."
"What's wrong with the professor, what's the medical relationship? What's the obligation?"
"He is a doctor. Treating patients is a matter of course. It is his obligation to treat patients. It is not a so-called medical relationship. A professor who doesn't even come to see a doctor is a bullshit professor."
"He is just an unscrupulous doctor and a quack!"
"Professor, what a bullshit professor."
Yan Haihan immediately didn't bother to say anything and directly called 110 to call the police. In fact, he called the security department.
If necessary, he still didn't want to make things worse.
After explaining the situation, I heard the other party say that he would come to the hospital immediately.
When the middle-aged woman saw this, she was stunned and looked at Yan Haihan: "Did you really call the police? You still have the nerve to call the police!~"
"It's obvious that your hospital is treating patients randomly and only thinks about money. I didn't call the police. What qualifications do you have to call the police?"
"Isn't it just to call the police? Who is afraid of whom?"
"I'll call the police too."
At this moment, Zhou Cheng noticed that the patient was frightened by Yan Haihan's alarm action, and there was a look of fear on her face. Moreover, she was probably in severe pain, so her forehead was covered with fine sweat. Moreover, in her eyes,
It is also full of complex emotions such as helplessness and unknown emptiness.
Zhou Cheng stepped forward and said, "Sister, do you think this is good?"
"You are here to take your mother for treatment. Since you don't believe our hospital, is it okay for you to take your mother to another hospital for treatment?"
"Your mother looks very uncomfortable right now."
When the middle-aged woman heard this, she yelled at Zhou Cheng: "You are not qualified to speak. You don't know how to treat a doctor. You only know how to talk nonsense."
"You're just doing it for the money, right?"
"They all speak for you to protect you, right? That's why they don't want to treat my mother, right?"
"I think it was because of money that you asked my mother to do more tests. In fact, nothing happened at all. What this doctor said is true. He only considers our patients and does not spend more money on our patients.
"
All right.
Zhou Cheng resigned immediately.
Luo Yun said: "Then what do you want? You can't solve the problem if you continue to make trouble like this. Look at your mother, the dislocation is still there. Every minute you delay is a time of pain for her.
"
The middle-aged woman continued to yell at Luo Yun: "Isn't it all because of you? If you hadn't stepped in, my mother would be fine now and no longer hurts."
"It's all your fault. I don't care, you have to solve the problem for me."
"I came to the hospital just to see the doctor. If you can't see it, then think of a way for me. Invite the biggest person here, the dean, and the professor." The middle-aged woman's meaning was very clear.
I want to show them to you.
That's why I continue to mess around here.
"Luo Yun, why are you talking so much? I've already called the security office!"
"If you can't talk about this matter, then wait until the security office people arrive, go to the security office, and go to the police station to talk."
"I still need to greet Professor Zuo."
Then, he looked at the patient himself and said intentionally or unintentionally: "If your daughter or son came in person, she wouldn't talk like this, and it wouldn't waste time."
After saying that, Yan Haihan turned around and left.
Because Yan Haihan thought to himself, they had not made any procedural mistakes since the patient entered the department, and they had not yet treated the patient.
If the patient herself doesn't trust their diagnosis and treatment, then there's nothing much to say. It's up to her how to go about the procedure.
Anyway, as long as there is no one in the department to treat the patient, the patient strongly refuses treatment——
Patients are free citizens and have the basic right to make free choices.
"Why are you leaving? Is this how you become a doctor? Are you ethical? Are you going to treat the patient here?" The middle-aged woman continued to question as she watched Yan Haihan also leave.
He also stepped forward to drag Yan Haihan down.
Yan Haihan immediately turned back and asked: "Our advice to you is to have an examination, will you go?"
"Why should I have a checkup? Are you prescribing checkups or are you a doctor? Do you just think about checkups? Without a checkup, you won't see a doctor?" Of course the middle-aged woman refused to go, otherwise she would have caused this incident.
What is the purpose?
It was obvious that Guo Lei was talking about how to treat the patient, but he interfered with the examination. No matter what, the doctor here ignored him.
Yan Haihan said to Luo Yun: "Luo Yun, it is written in the medical record that the patient strongly refuses to continue the examination to further clarify the diagnosis."
Luo Yun nodded, and when he was about to write, the middle-aged woman reacted immediately and grabbed the medical record in Guo Lei's hand.
Then he tore up the medical record that Guo Lei was writing.
Then he pointed at everyone and said, "Okay, this is the doctor from your eighth hospital, right?"
"I want to expose you, I want to expose your behavior -"
As she spoke, she raised her phone and started recording.
Seeing this, Luo Yun pointed at her and said, "Madam, could you please put down your phone? The purpose of your coming to the hospital now is to treat your mother, not to quarrel with us."
"If you feel that you are very emotional, could you please call the patient's other family members first and ask them to take the patient to receive formal treatment as soon as possible?"
"Then let's talk about whose responsibility it is?"
"If you want to videotape, then we will also have to videotape. If your family sees the impact of not taking your mother-in-law to see a doctor and messing around here, even your children will see it.
The reaction after this video.”
"None of us are responsible."
Hearing Luo Yun's words, the middle-aged woman was stunned and looked confused.
After hesitating for a while, he put down the phone and said through gritted teeth: "You are simply a group of white-clad killers who eat human flesh without spitting out bones. You are cold-blooded animals and only think about money."
Luo Yun patiently asked again: "Madam, let me confirm with you that we all feel that your mother's current diagnosis is not clear yet. This is based on very professional factors."
"Further examination is needed to confirm the diagnosis before a treatment plan can be selected. Do you refuse further examination?"
The middle-aged woman yelled: "I won't do it!"
“I won’t see a doctor in such a black-hearted place like you!”
"Mom, let's go, they just want money."
The middle-aged woman may have been frightened by Luo Yun's words, "You hope your family and children will see that you are ignoring your mother-in-law's illness and only quarreling with us."
Luo Yun is still very good at understanding the patient's thoughts, after all, he used to live in the magic city.
In this magical city, people are in panic and there are powerful people everywhere. If you can't understand some words and learn to understand people's hearts, it will be difficult to practice medicine.
The patient finally left.
Everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.
After seeing that the noise outside had subsided, Zheng Xuanlin rushed over immediately, and first apologized to Luo Yun: "Brother Yun, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It was me who caused trouble for you because I didn't take care of the brothers in my group.
Already."
Speaking of which, the fundamental analysis of this matter is that before Guo Lei could figure out the diagnosis, Guo Lei thought he was right to talk to the patient about treatment first.
This caused the patient's resentment.
Luo Yun shook his head and said calmly: "You can't say that, brother Xuan Lin."
"We met a madman today, don't say anything about Guo Lei."
"The reason why lower-level doctors come to regular training, and the essence of coming to be junior doctors, is to realize their own lack of knowledge——"
"Our superior doctor corrected it."
"They manage the bed for us, and from here they continue to discover and improve their own shortcomings. This is the meaning and purpose of the country's implementation of standardized training for resident doctors. If they had already been perfect, there would be no need for resident doctors in the world.
.”
Zheng Xuanlin was a little dumbfounded by Luo Yun's words.
"Ah? Oh, okay." The thought of scolding Guo Lei disappeared.
Luo Yun shook his head, patted Zhou Cheng on the shoulder, and walked away with Zhou Cheng.
Guo Lei still apologized to Zheng Xuanlin very guiltily, and even said that he would never dare to do it again in the future.
Zheng Xuanlin's original anger had been dissipated by Luo Yun's words. Looking at Guo Lei's pitiful appearance now, he was no longer angry: "Work hard, what Teacher Luo Yun said is right."
"The point of you coming here is to constantly recognize the mistakes you will make and will make."
Although he didn't know why Luo Yun had such a broad vision and unique insights, Zheng Xuanlin was really impressed by Luo Yun's words. He accidentally remembered what Zuo Hu had said before.
I saw Luo Yun at the annual orthopedic meeting in China...
Zuo Hu and Li Yong went to the director's office, and Yan Haihan personally apologized and explained the situation to him.
Then Yan Haihan and Cai Dongfan personally sent him downstairs.
Zuo Hu really didn't want to eat anymore. When he came here, he didn't see the person he wanted to meet. Instead, he went back in a mess. It was really unlucky. How could he still want to eat?
However, it was an unexpected thing to see Luo Yun in the Eighth Hospital.
Before Zuo Hu left, he secretly asked Cai Dongfan for Luo Yun's contact information. Although Cai Dongfan still had a hard time understanding why Zuo Hu was so obsessed with Luo Yun, he also felt that it would be a good thing for Luo Yun to be favored by Zuo Hu.
It's good for Luo Yun's future, so I gave it to him.
Only after giving Zuo Huluo Yun's phone number and sending Zuo Hur away, Cai Dongfan's mood became a little depressed again.
Luo Yun was the person assigned to him because of Yan Haihan's disdain at the beginning. After getting along with him for a long time, Cai Dongfan really regarded Luo Yun as his successor.
Now Luo Yun is being looked at by Zuo Hu, and he doesn't know if he is attracted to him or not.
And what about Zhou Cheng, who finally rose to prominence in the group? He was once again targeted by Ding Changle, an old man...
In fact, Cai Dongfan was conflicted in his heart. He felt uncomfortable that the cabbage he had grown by himself had to be taken away one by one by others.
However, everyone has his or her own future. Misleading someone's future is more serious than killing one's father.
This is Jianghu.
Except for parents and children who are biologically related, all encounters and interactions are all in the world...
Seeing that Cai Dongfan looked a little disappointed, Hu Ming hooked his shoulder, rolled his eyes and said, "Old Cai, why are you pretending to be serious here?"
"Do you think it's difficult to take care of Luo Yun and Zhou Cheng? Why don't we discuss it with you and change it with you?"
Cai Dongfan immediately narrowed his eyes, looked at Hu Ming, and said, "You are not even a graduate tutor, how can you lead people?"
"Get out of here!" Cai Dongfan pushed Hu Ming.
Hu Ming immediately looked like a cat that had its tail stepped on, pointing at Cai Dongfan: "Don't insult people, I will think you are insulting my character!"
"Don't think so."
"That's it." Cai Dongfan shook his head casually, then waved and walked towards the elevator with a big smile.
Hu Ming's expression became uncertain for a while, and he cursed loudly: "Blind Cai from MLGB!"
…
Luo Yun took Zhou Cheng into the doctor's lounge and saw Luo Yun frowning at this moment.
Zhou Cheng looked at Luo Yun innocently and asked, "Teacher Luo, did I do something wrong today?"
Luo Yun smiled casually, then his tone changed to a smile and said: "No, you did nothing wrong. Caution and stability are the first principles of our clinicians. You did nothing wrong, nothing wrong."
"It's just a little accident."
The main reason why Luo Yun felt better was because Zhou Cheng finally let him see the end.
At least, Zhou Cheng didn't dare to perform manual reduction of any dislocation. Regardless of whether it was an indication for manual reduction or not, he had to do it.
This is a normal person and a normal doctor.
If Zhou Cheng was inscrutable from the beginning to the end and did all the dislocations with his eyes closed, he would still be worried whether Zhou Cheng was messing around!
"I think it's right, because this patient's condition and the extent of the anterior dislocation are too great, and the stop point is also quite weird. I definitely need to do an MRI first to see if the long head tendon of the biceps brachii is twisted.
Through the neck of the humeral head.”
"Otherwise, no matter how hard you try to reset it, it will all be in vain."
If the biceps tendon goes around the back of the humeral head, it is equivalent to slamming into the door if you don't open the door.
Isn't this asking for bloodshed? There is obviously a door in front of you, but you still want to hit it. How is it different from seeking death?
"I know!" Luo Yun's mouth twitched.
"Teacher Luo, it's not as bad as you thought." He rolled his eyes at Zhou Cheng.
After speaking, Luo Yun said seriously: "Before, I have always doubted your ability to serve as the general on-duty officer, but today, I think you are definitely qualified to serve as the general on-duty officer. Do you know why?
?"
Zhou Cheng really doesn’t know yet.
Because he feels that he is completely qualified. If he is not qualified for the perfect level, then what is qualified?
Zhou Cheng did not dare to perform manual reduction because his existing manual reduction of joint dislocation was definitely inferior to the manual reduction of fractures.
One is perfection, flawless based on the perception of reality, and the other is the redefinition of perfection, breaking the existing perception.
Naturally, it is impossible to reverse the existing indications and absolute contraindications for manual reduction to perform reduction.
"Because you remember the contraindications." Luo Yundao said.
"I don't know what you are thinking, but my teacher made all our fellow students memorize all the contraindications for joint surgery on their first day of joining the faculty!"
"Know what can be done and predict what cannot be done!"
"You can study hard and experience it." This is the first time Luo Yun has truly taught Zhou Cheng, who is a private member of his sect.
Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment, then asked Luo Yun with wide eyes: "Teacher Luo, what kind of existence is your sect?"
"When entering the door, you must first understand what pattern the ceiling is in?"
The existence of contraindications to surgery is just that the top of the ceiling rests there. Under this, almost everything can only be regarded as routine or excellent performances, which can break the contraindications to surgery and perform extraordinary surgeries, or create new surgical techniques and add new understandings.
This is considered breaking the rules and redefining the level of perfection.
Zhou Cheng had such an experience in the simulation copy, so he naturally thought of this level.
Luo Yun looked at Zhou Cheng in astonishment at that time, with a strange look on his face: "Why do you think so?"
"This is to create a movable cage for you so that you don't jump out."
Back then, Luo Yun also asked why there was such a rule.
Luo Yun remembered that his previous teacher was not the explanation given to him by his master. It was just like the above. He first drew a range of activities.
But now that I think about Zhou Cheng's words, it seems...
It seems that the direction of my understanding has been wrong. It turns out that the meaning of the teacher is here!
I've been thinking about it for so many years, but I still haven't figured it out.
How did Zhou Cheng think of it?
Has he ever done this kind of thing?
If Zhou Cheng knew Luo Yun's thoughts, he would definitely ask -
Who does this happen to? Does she look beautiful?
…
five minutes later.
Luo Yun then released Zhou Cheng and asked Zhou Cheng to go about his own affairs.
The ward check has just been completed and the patient has not been dealt with yet.
However, when Zhou Cheng walked into the office, he found that only Du Yanjun was there, but Zhang Zhengquan was already a yo-yo.
Then he asked: "Where is Quanzi? Did he run away?"
Du Yanjun said: "Well, Brother Quan said he had something very important to do, so he left the patient to me. It's okay, Brother Zhou Cheng, Brother Quan doesn't have much to do there."
Du Yanjun doesn't mind if several brothers in the group help each other.
In the past, I didn't care and felt that he, Zhou Cheng and Zhang Zhengquan had no conflict of interest.
Now he is happy, because he found that he still has too much to learn from Zhou Cheng, and I am afraid that there will no longer be a conflict of interest between him and Zhou Cheng.
Although such things are helpless, today, Luo Yun and Yan Haihan both unconditionally believed and favored Zhou Cheng...
Although Luo Yun, Yan Haihan and others did not do it deliberately, this scene made Du Yanjun read another meaning.
Zhou Cheng must be quite important in the hearts of Yan Haihan and Luo Yun. Otherwise, even if it is to protect the people in the department, it is impossible not to give Zhou Cheng an ugly look.
"Oh, I see."
"Then give me a break. I have nothing to do anyway, so I have to be on duty here. You worked hard yesterday, so you should go and have a rest early." Zhou Cheng said hurriedly.
After Yan Haihan relieved his team yesterday, Du Yanjun was the first to be replaced.
Du Yanjun didn't say anything, but it also made Zhou Cheng understand that he, Du Yanjun and Zhang Zhengquan were now on the same team, so breaking bones and connecting tendons.
In the eyes of others, they are one and the same. If Zhou Cheng's class is dismissed, then the first one will have to find Du Yanjun or Zhang Zhengquan to take over. There is no reason and no reason is needed.
This is an outsider's perspective.
Therefore, Zhou Cheng also felt that it was necessary to be nicer to Du Yanjun and the others. If they were willing to learn and put down their dignity, he would be willing to teach them from scratch.
Zhou Cheng's eyes were sincere, and Du Yanjun was not polite: "Okay, I'll change the dressing. Brother Zhou Cheng, can you write the medical order? This is like a record sheet."
…
Ten twenty-one.
Zhang Zhengquan took the doctor-only elevator to the lobby, then went to the canteen at the door and bought a pack of chewing gum.
Then he went to the wall with a lot of mud marks next to the driveway, wrapped himself dirty, then rubbed a handful of leaves, messed up his hair, and even put a few dried leaves on it.
.
After doing this, I saw the middle-aged woman from the department just now pushing a wheelchair out.
He quickly ran up, half-bowed, and said to the middle-aged woman: "Grandma, I'm so hungry. Can you give me some money? I'll buy a meal."
The middle-aged woman was feeling irritable at the moment: "I have no money!"
grandmother?
CN grandma.
Zhang Zhengquan's action attracted a lot of attention, but it only attracted a lot of attention, and they turned around.
Zhang Zhengquan continued to walk sideways, chasing the middle-aged woman, nodded and said: "Grandma, please have mercy on me. I have been really hungry for many days. Please give me some money and let me eat."
When Zhang Zhengquan said this, Lao Aosu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, softened her heart: "Xueyi, please give this child some money. He looks like a student, so pitiful."
"Just take it from my wallet."
When the person named Xueyi heard this, she said: "Mom, these people are all liars. Look at him at such a young age. He only wants to beg instead of working."
"You look like a liar at first glance. We don't want to fall into this trap."
Lao Ao'an said: "Maybe that's not the case. You see he is so dark and thin. He must be a miserable person. That's why he has no money to eat."
"My hands are not convenient."
Zhang Zhengquan suddenly seemed to have been hit hard——
Damn it, is there any advantage to me being black?
Forget it, Lao Yao is a kind-hearted person.
Xueyi looked at Zhang Zhengquan, took away her wallet, gave Zhang Zhengquan two twenties, and said: "Here, go quickly, you are young and don't want to work hard!"
"Take the right path."
Throwing it into Zhang Zhengquan's hand, he closed the wallet.
Zhang Zhengquan took it, squeezed it tightly, and continued to lick his dry lips: "Grandma, it's not enough."
Yang Xueyi suddenly exploded: "I'll give you a meal for forty, how much more do you want?"
"I want one hundred thousand. No, one million." Zhang Zhengquan really dared to speak.
Yang Xueyi was so angry that she took back all the money from Zhang Zhengquan.
Looking at Zhang Zhengquan, he cursed: "Crazy!"
"You are just crazy." His hands were shaking.
She had never heard of begging on the street and asking for a hundred thousand or a million.
"Grandma, I was right. Look, it's forty yuan. If I eat it today, it will be gone tomorrow. If I want to live for decades, I still need hundreds of thousands."
"Then I want to marry a wife, have children, buy a house..."
Zhang Zhengquan counted his fingers seriously: "One million may not be enough. Two to three million is needed."
Then he stared at Yang Xueyi with sincere eyes: "Auntie, can you give me three million?"
Yang Xueyi was really angry: "Are you crazy? You want me to give you two million, and I don't say no, so why should I give it to you?"
Zhang Zhengquan said: "Grandma, you see we are all human beings. You said you eat so well and dress so beautifully. You can't bear to see me eat well and go hungry, right?"
"Being a man of conscience and doing good deeds is a sign of good deeds."
Speaking of this, Zhang Zhengquan gritted his teeth: "If you really don't have much money, don't you still have a house? The house can be sold..."
Yang Xueyi suddenly shivered with fear and quickly pushed her mother-in-law around Zhang Zhengquan and walked away.
I didn't dare to curse loudly: "Crazy, crazy."
"This is definitely not normal."
He pushed his mother-in-law and ran, seemingly running towards the parking lot.
When Yang Xueyi walked away, Zhang Zhengquan chased after her and said, "Grandma, I'll take a step back. If we don't sell the house, can we sell a car?"
Yang Xueyi ran faster.
In a flash he disappeared.
…
Zhang Zhengquan then spit and cursed: "MLGB, I thought I met the Holy Mother. What is it?"
Then, regardless of the strange looks from others, he arranged his hair again and walked out of the hospital with his head held high.
I feel very happy inside.
He murmured: "Well, it's like what Yang Yifeng said, telling the truth, following your heart, repaying kindness and repaying resentment. This state is really damn happy."
So, after doing this, Zhang Zhengquan made another voice call to Yang Yifeng.
Then I thanked him and hung up the phone.
This made Yang Yifeng, who was typing words at the moment, very confused.
Zhang Zhengquan walked out of the hospital in a happy mood, and then he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, recalling the words he had with Yang Yifeng that day...
Zhang Zhengquan was dragged into the doctor's office in the second ward of the Orthopedics Department by Yang Yifeng because his words contained the meaningless words Yang Yifeng said.
Yang Yifeng asked: "Brother Quan, you are quite interesting. Let's chat."
Zhang Zhengquan smiled and replied: "Okay, Brother Yifeng."
Yang Yifeng said: "Brother Quan, you are a trauma surgeon. So, conventional surgeries such as bone transfer and transplantation for bone defects, intramedullary nailing of the femur, vagus nerve transposition of the brachial plexus, free skin flaps, etc., Quan
I’m afraid they are all proficient, right?”
Zhang Zheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Yifeng, I can't do any of the things you said."
"That……"
Zhang Zhengquan shook his head: "No!"
Yang Yifeng continued: "What about internal fixation of fractures? What about removal of internal fixation devices? What about debridement and suturing?"
"No way." Zhang Zhengquan said with a smile.
"Brother Yi Feng, stop asking, I don't know what you're asking."
Yang Yifeng looked at Zhang Zhengquan in confusion: "Brother Quan, why are you laughing?"
"I'm just curious, brother Yifeng, you are obviously very talented, why do you think about not becoming a doctor?" Zhang Zhengquan asked.
Yang Yifeng said: "Oh. Well, I think being a doctor is boring. I don't like the profession of doctor. My hobby is writing. So I changed my career to writing novels."
"Then how much is your monthly manuscript fee?"
"Basically, sometimes five or sixty thousand, usually seventy or eighty thousand, sometimes hundreds of thousands."
Yang Yifeng said: "Anyway, life must be enough. I think that in this life, people must have their own hobbies and do what they want to do. Start from the heart and should not be bound by worldly opinions."
“It doesn’t necessarily mean that you will become a doctor after studying medicine.”
"Of course, this is also true for a small group of people."
Zhang Zhengquan scratched his head and said a little embarrassedly: "I think what you said is very good, Brother Yi Feng. In fact, I don't want to be a doctor. I just didn't know how to choose a major at that time, so I just randomly filled in five. Finally, I was selected as a clinical medicine major.
Admitted."
Speaking of this, Zhang Zhengquan sighed: "My brother studied management, and my cousin studied accounting."
"One cousin studied economics and finance, and another cousin studied e-commerce. Anyway, there are all kinds of things."
"As the youngest, I don't need to learn anything. My parents, grandparents, uncles and uncles all said that my brother can help. I just want to be happy. I really don't know what to do better."
"I feel like I'm not as good as my brothers and sisters, so I just want to be an ordinary person."
"Then suddenly one day, I calculated and found that the annual interest on the pocket money my parents had saved for me was more than 60 million."
"The interest earned after saving for one year should be several hundred thousand."
Yang Yifeng's head was shut down at that time.
Zhang Zhengquan thought that Yang Yifeng didn't believe it, so he opened Alipay, opened Yu'e Bao, and said, "Let me take a look at it quietly."
Then Yang Yifeng saw a long series of zeros.
“I have a lot of credit on WeChat, but I don’t dare to deposit money into Qiantong.”
"Brother Yi Feng, remember to keep it a secret from me."
"I really envy you, a well-qualified academic who can learn all levels of surgeries, but I can't do it. I can't read books. If I can't pass the postgraduate entrance examination, I can't get a degree, and I'm lazy, I can't learn surgery."
Zhang Zhengquan looked embarrassed.
"Then I finally met someone I liked, but she hit me to pieces. She thought I was too shallow and had no talent." In this sentence, Zhang Zhengquan actually told the truth.
So Yang Yifeng cursed and left.
In fact, Zhang Zhengquan hasn't said yes yet. In fact, he not only earns interest, but his parents also invest some for him. The money he earns every year should exceed a small goal.
But there was a big target, and Zhang Zhengquan couldn’t find it...
"Speaking your mind directly is naturally interesting. And I can only do this. Isn't it disgusting?"
Zhang Zhengquan murmured, while walking on the side of the road, looking at the sunset with his hand.
Then he stretched, and because he was messy and his skin was dark, he attracted a lot of disgust from passers-by.
This matter can only be done by Zhang Zhengquan. Whether he is the defendant, goes to court or whatever, Zhang Zhengquan can solve the trouble by himself.
There are three main reasons why his family suggested which county hospital he should go to.
It's close to the family's villa, so it's easy to get food, but I'm afraid Zhang Zhengquan will starve to death.
Second, it’s not too tiring, and there’s no need to do any scientific research or anything like that.
The third thing is that it is decent to talk about it. Being a doctor can be regarded as a decent profession.
…
It was almost around seven o'clock.
Zuo Hu was reading a book with his child when he received a call from an unknown number.
He frowned immediately. He threw the phone aside and continued reading with his son.
Her wife glanced at Zuo Hu and said, "Take it, it may be about work."
I have long thought that my husband would not have any free time in his profession.
Zuo Hu frowned: "I'm already a deputy senior, and now I'm on the second-line shift. What's wrong with me?"
Zuo Hu's wife handed over the phone and shook it: "Don't be angry, you are the deputy senior officer."
Only then did Zuo Hu take the call.
Only then did he realize that the person who called him was one of his junior brothers.
After finishing graduate school, I almost lost contact with him, and now he seems to be working in a private hospital in Shashi.
"Senior Brother Zuo, can you please help me look at this patient? It's a little troublesome, and our director can't even handle it." Zuo Hu's junior brother complained on the other end of the phone in a very urgent tone.
"Okay, what hospital are you in?" Zuo Hu asked.
"Schwann Hospital is not very far from your home, so I thought of you immediately." Zuo Hu's junior brother said.
Zuo Hu immediately hung up the phone and drove to Schwann Hospital in Fu District.
His junior brother was waiting for him in the parking lot. After opening Zuo Hup's car door himself, he quickly said: "Brother, I met a patient with anterior dislocation of the shoulder joint today. He had to reset it seven or eight times but still couldn't get it back. Now the patient and
The family members were very emotional and said it hurt like hell."
"Our entire department is extremely busy, and almost three or four hours have passed."
"That's why I asked you to come over and see what's going on."
Zuo Hu suddenly had an unpleasant thought.
It was an anterior shoulder dislocation again. Thinking of what happened in the Eighth Hospital during the day, I asked: "Isn't this patient transferred from the Eighth Hospital?"
His junior brother was stunned: "Ah? Transferred from the Eighth Hospital?"
"No, she said they came from Sha County. She didn't say they had been to the Eighth Hospital."
Zuo Hu felt a little reassured that he might not be this person.
However, when he followed his junior brother to the department, he saw that one of the patient's family members was the unreasonable 'mother-in-law' who scolded him during the day.
At this moment, among the crowd, people looking for people in white coats were making noises.
Zuo Hu sighed, his scalp felt a little tight: "It is indeed her."
"Senior brother? Have you met him?" Zuo Hu's junior brother asked.
"Well! Let's not talk about this matter for now. You immediately think of a way to convince the patient and his family to do an MRI of the shoulder joint first! The doctor from the Eighth Hospital has seen this patient and said that he must have an MRI. The patient's family will live or die.
I don’t agree to do it.”
"There was a big fight there. I happened to be in the Eighth Hospital at the time and witnessed the incident. I feel that the people in the Eighth Hospital couldn't have had the wrong intention." Zuo Hu said seriously.
"Okay! I'll go right away."
Twenty minutes later.
In the orthopedic ward on the 13th floor of Schwann Hospital, Zuo Hu rubbed his forehead when he saw the patient's MRI.
He said to his junior brother: "Sure enough, in this patient, the biceps tendon has gone around the back of the humeral head. Not to mention it has been reset eight times. Without surgery, even a hundred times of reset will not work."
"Fortunately, you didn't reset it, otherwise, either the bone would be broken or the tendon would be ruptured, which would make it even more troublesome."
Zuo Hu's junior brother and others were immediately struck as if struck by lightning.
He slumped down on the chair.
The director looked grim, pointed at Zuo Hu's younger brother, and then ran out to explain to the patient's family.
Zuo Hu patted his junior brother on the shoulder and said, "Just do the surgery to restore it. Don't think about it. This is an absolute contraindication for surgery."
"The doctor who gave him the first diagnosis was very professional. He immediately asked for an MRI, but the patient's family sternly refused. Doctors from the No. 8 Hospital refused to perform manual reduction."
"This family just came here." Zuo Hu said this with emotion in his heart.
The Eighth Hospital is indeed a place of crouching tigers. A small doctor can see so much and think so deeply——
Xu Neng, Xu Neng, how can you be so reckless and even carefully inquire about what happened?
Of course, it is also possible that the patient himself deliberately concealed his visit to the Eighth Hospital.
"But?" Xu Neng opened his mouth.
"Senior brother, there's nothing you can do?" Xu Neng then asked Zuo Hu.
Zuo Hu quickly shook his head: "There are contraindications for surgery, Xu Neng!"
After saying that, he walked out of the office. Xu Neng hurried to see him off, but the noise in the department was still there.
But it seems that I can hear the voice of a middle-aged man yelling at his wife:
"Is what my mother said true?"
"The doctors from the Eighth Hospital said they needed an MRI, but you just didn't listen and you were still arguing with them?"