In the Beijiang District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Shi Lei held his notebook and began to construct his own medical records as Guan Chenghua, a retired traditional Chinese medicine doctor.
On February 11, 2006, the initial diagnosis was that of Meniere's syndrome, and it was recommended to use "Sibyl" drug control treatment.
On April 23, 2006, I had my first follow-up visit. After multiple tests, I was finally diagnosed with Meniere's syndrome.
On June 17, 2006, we had another follow-up visit and it was recommended to undergo vestibular neurotomy, but the patient refused.
On July 31, 2006, the patient was re-examined and continued to take drug control, and his nerve self-regulation was restored.
There were only four treatment records, and the interval was relatively long. Shi Lei judged that the old expert who had retired and was hired again would probably not remember it, right?
After checking it three times, Shi Lei finally hit the 'Enter' key and the medical record was successfully created!
Gently closing the notebook, Shi Lei closed his eyes, took a deep breath, then walked to the registration desk with the notebook under his arm.
Before registering at Beijiang District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you need to fill out a triage form.
You only need to fill in your name, gender, age, and specific department. For example, Shi Lei needs to choose the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Holding the triage sheet, Shi Lei walked towards window number five.
Window No. 5 is a nurse who looks relatively young. Through her work badge, Shi Lei knows that her name is Zheng Le.
Shi Lei handed over the triage sheet.
"Nurse Zheng, I have lost my medical record. Can you help me apply for a new one?"
Zheng Le had no doubts and said directly: "Have you seen it in our hospital before?"
Shi Lei nodded quickly.
"Ah, this is the fifth follow-up visit at your hospital!"
Zheng Le smiled and said: "Bring your ID card and I will reprint a medical record for you."
Shi Lei responded with a smile and handed over his ID card.
Through the glass curtain, Shi Lei saw his forged treatment records being displayed on the computer screen.
After printing the medical records and paying the fee, Shi Lei took the medical records and the magnetic card from the Beijiang District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and walked to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Outside the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, there was a long queue.
Shi Lei rolled his eyes. Even though his hacking skills were superb, he couldn't let these people leave!
After waiting for three hours, it was finally Shi Lei's turn.
Guan Chenghua looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair. He raised his head and glanced at Shi Lei, and then said: "Bring the medical records."
Shi Lei handed over the medical records without saying a word.
After a while, Guan Chenghua said: "Xiao Shi, I told you last time that Meniere's syndrome is basically incurable."
"Either preventive treatment with drugs or surgery."
"You have to figure it out yourself!"
Shi Lei pretended to lower his head and think about it, but in fact he was already smiling in his heart.
The 'expert' who was re-employed from retirement really has a lot of skills, and he actually remembers Shi Lei coming to treat him!
After a moment of silence, Shi Lei said: "Doctor Guan, I am studying at university in Shuanghu District and want to transfer to the First General Hospital of Shuanghu District."
Guan Chenghua snorted at the doctor.
"The First General Hospital of Shuanghu District?"
"Besides treating colds and headaches, what else can they do?"
Shi Lei insisted: "Dr. Guan, that place is closer to me. Moreover, there is no cure for Meniere's syndrome. Is the treatment the same wherever it is?"
As if Shi Lei had hit a sore spot, Guan Chenghua snorted again, and then printed out the detailed transfer procedure certificate on the computer.
With the swishing sound of the printer, a moment later, Guan Chenghua signed the transfer procedure and handed it to Shi Lei unhappily.
Shi Lei took the transfer procedures and didn't delay any longer.
He really can't stand the smell of disinfectant in the hospital!
It took nearly an hour for Shi Lei to finally return to Shuanghu District, but the time was already close to six o'clock in the afternoon, even though most of the doctors were about to get off work.
But Shi Lei didn't care!
He was just going through admission procedures, and the medical records were all fake. What did it matter whether the doctor was there or not?
Walking into Shuanghu District First General Hospital, Shi Lei went directly to the registration office.
At this time, no one has registered!
The peak registration period is in the morning!
Holding the transfer procedure certificate, Shi Lei said: "Hello, I transferred to your hospital from another hospital. Can I go through the admission procedures here?"
The little nurse at the registration desk nodded, "Of course!"
"Register first!"
Shi Lei handed over the medical records from Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and the transfer procedure certificate.
"I was transferred here from Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."
The young nurse didn't even look at the medical records and said directly with a half-smile: "Are you a college student?"
"Do you want us to issue a certificate of exemption from military training?"
"Go directly to the second floor, the Military Training Certification Management Office!"
After finishing speaking, the nurse at the registration desk returned the medical records and hospital transfer certificate directly to Shi Lei, and pointed to the location of the elevator.
Shi Lei said "uh" and suddenly had a bad feeling.
Stepping out of the elevator, Shi Lei saw at a glance the military training certification management room at the end of the corridor.
The door of the military training certificate management room was open. After Shi Lei walked over, he realized that there were quite a few people there!
A guy standing at the back turned to look at Shi Lei and said with a smile: "Brother, are you sick too?"
Shi Lei responded with a smile, "Isn't this a medical record?"
"Brother, I'm telling you quietly, the inspections here are very strict. If your medical records are not very...ahem, I advise you to go back!"
The guy standing at the end is quite warm-hearted.
Shi Lei said seriously: "I'm really sick!"
"cut!"
The man standing at the end made a sound and stopped talking.
Shi Lei was also happy and quiet, looking at the guy in the front who also wore glasses.
The person in charge of the Military Training Certificate Management Office, whose work photo is posted on the wall, is named Liu Bin, the director of the Military Training Certificate Management Office.
Liu Bin took the medical records of the man with glasses and asked casually: "Is this true?"
The man with glasses said slightly nervously: "Yes, Director Liu!"
"snort!"
Liu Bin snorted coldly, picked up the phone on his desk and started dialing.
"Hello? Director Fei?"
There was a response on the phone.
"Director Liu?"
"Yes! I am Liu Bin from Shuanghu First General Hospital!"
"Hello, Director Fei, I would like to ask, did you issue a certificate of neurasthenia syndrome to a student named Chen Liang?"
Shi Lei could hear clearly from behind, and his heart was trembling with joy.
Neurasthenic syndrome?
Damn it!
Why don't you write about heart disease?
On the other side of the phone, the director named Fei was probably also very happy.
"Hahaha, Director Liu, our hospital has no cases of neurasthenia syndrome recently!"
After Liu Bin thanked him, he turned to look at Chen Liang, the man with glasses.
"Let's go back!"
"I won't notify the school this time!"
Chen Liang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and left with a lot of thanks.
At the same time, six or seven people followed Chen Liang in the military training certification management office. They must have understood that their medical records would not pass the test.
This time, only Shi Lei and the enthusiastic man from before were left in the military training certification management room.
The enthusiastic man glanced at Shi Lei and walked up with his head held high.
Shi Lei just smiled, and after a moment, the enthusiastic man was defeated!
He looked decadent and walked towards the door with his medical records, but he looked at Shi Lei and stopped again, ready to watch Shi Lei's show.
Shi Lei stepped forward, handed the medical record to Liu Bin, and then said politely: "Director Liu, I am transferred from Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."
Liu Bin raised his hand, "Let me take a look!"
The medical records from Beijiang District Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, coupled with the transfer certificate and Guan Chenghua's signature, made Liu Bin look good at the medical center.
"Shi Lei, do you mind if I call you Xiao Shi?"
Shi Lei nodded modestly, "No problem, Director Liu."
"You have Ménière's syndrome, why don't you stay in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital?" Liu Bin suddenly saw blood.
Shi Lei had already thought of a countermeasure and answered calmly.
"Director Liu, Beijiang District is in the city center, and Shuanghu District is already a semi-suburban area. From Shuanghu District to Beijiang District, it takes nearly an hour to travel even if there is no traffic jam."
"I usually have to go to school, and it's very inconvenient to go from school to the traditional Chinese medicine hospital!"
Liu Bin nodded slightly, agreeing with Shi Lei's reason.
"I'll call Mr. Guan first and ask about the situation!"
Liu Bin's ability to achieve the position of director of the military training certification management office largely depends on his familiarity with doctors in various hospitals.
"Hey, Mr. Guan? I'm Xiao Liu from Shuanghu No. 1 Hospital!"
Guan Chenghua's voice came from the receiver.
"Xiao Liu? What's the matter?"
Liu Bin recounted Shi Lei's story exactly as it was, and then stared at Shi Lei's face.
Shi Lei looked natural and even said: "Director Liu, say hello to Dr. Guan for me."
On the phone, Guan Chenghua paused, and then said: "You mean Xiaoshi?"
"This child's luck is really bad!"
"You are so young and you are suffering from Meniere's syndrome!"
"Moreover, Xiaoshi's Meniere's syndrome has reached a very serious level!"
"Xiao Liu, please persuade Xiao Shi to let him undergo surgery!"
Liu Bin and Guan Chenghua talked about old times for a long time before hanging up the phone.
"Xiao Shi, I also agree with Mr. Guan's opinion. You can choose surgical treatment!"
"After all, the particularity of Meniere's syndrome will have a great impact on your life and study!"
Shi Lei pretended to smile bitterly and shook his head.
"Thank you, Director Liu!"
"I still choose medication!"
Liu Bin sighed and shook his head, and then gave Shi Lei the hospital certificate exempting him from military training.
In the corridor, the enthusiastic man looked at Shi Lei with admiration, "Brother, you are so awesome!"
Then the enthusiastic man whispered: "Brother, do you have any channels?"
"I charge a high price!"
Shi Lei said with a serious face: "Do you really want to know?"
The enthusiastic man nodded repeatedly.
"Of course I want to know!"
Shi Lei seemed to be saying to himself: "These days are so crazy!"
"There are people who hope to get rich, there are people who hope to find beautiful women, there are people who hope to become officials..."
"There's still hope for getting sick?"
The enthusiastic man was stunned, "What do you mean?"
Shi Lei said seriously: "I'm really sick!"
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