Dr. Zheng's attitude was very cold at the beginning.
He was not very willing to discuss his patient with a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old.
This patient, in particular, had a condition that he had rarely encountered in his decades of medical practice.
The chance of happening to Su Lianlian was one in hundreds of thousands, which made him feel his confidence was shattered. His medical skills were well-known in provincial hospitals and even in Mobei, but when faced with patients with complicated conditions,
But he was helpless.
What he found most unacceptable was that the patient actually committed suicide.
Isn't this a slap in the face in front of everyone?
At the consultation site, he was so embarrassed in front of his peers...
"I'm sorry, I still have patients, so I can't talk to you more." Dr. Zheng simply refused.
Is Gong Xue someone who gives up easily?
Seeing Dr. Zheng turning around to leave, she became anxious and grabbed the doctor's white robe regardless, "Doctor, can you give me a few minutes? A few minutes..."
Dr. Zheng frowned tightly and shook Gong Xue's hand several times. His expression was already impatient, "What's going on with you little girl? If you want to talk, go to the outpatient building to register and queue up. After seeing the patients, I will
Go back to the consultation!"
Gong Xue clenched her hands tighter, and her calm tone was completely unlike the tone a teenage girl should have.
"Is the patient you are about to see critically ill?"
Dr. Zheng was stunned when asked, "I'm not critically ill, but..." Before he could say it was serious, he was interrupted by Gong Xue: "Not critically ill, okay. You should have a few minutes to chat with me.
Su Lianlian."
Her voice was loud, attracting the attention of passers-by, "She is also your patient, and she is the most critical one!"
"You..." Dr. Zheng wanted to say that she was being careless.
But as soon as his eyes met those exceptionally clear and clean black eyes, all the words of reproach ceased...
Gong Xue slowed down her tone and said seriously: "I'm not here to blame you today."
Dr. Zheng looked at her and didn't insist on pushing her away.
Gong Xue said respectfully: "You performed the surgery on Su Lianlian. You saved her from death. We are all very grateful to you."
Dr. Zheng's face turned pale. He thought for a moment, pointed to a room, and said, "Let's talk over there, but we have to hurry up."
Gong Xue followed Dr. Zheng to a secluded treatment room.
Dr. Zheng got straight to the point, "I was too arbitrary about Su Lianlian's condition. If I have to take responsibility for this, I will stand up." Although there were no problems with the operation, the patient still committed suicide to push him into an embarrassing situation.
Gong Xue shook her head and said: "What happened today has nothing to do with you directly. It was Lianlian who couldn't bear the blow, so she did something stupid. She was not targeting you and your medical skills, she was just too desperate."
This may be the most heartwarming thing Dr. Zheng has heard today.
"Then what do you want to ask? As long as I can help, I will definitely spare no effort." He promised.
It was his words that Gong Xue was waiting for.
She gave Dr. Zheng a friendly smile and said, "Is there really no hope for Su Lianlian's legs?"
Dr. Zheng did not immediately deny the patient's hope of having a baby like he did during the previous consultation.
He was meditating, with his left arm supporting his right elbow and his right hand supporting his chin. He thought for a long time and said solemnly: "There is little hope."
Gong Xue's heart sank rapidly, and disappointment weighed heavily on her like a mountain.
"But..." Doctor Zheng suddenly changed the subject, and Gong Xue raised her head, "But what? Doctor Zheng!"
Dr. Zheng's expression looked very troubled. He was silent for a moment before saying in embarrassment: "Unless..."