Chapter 702: Good Person Card

Ji Xiang said nothing; he stood behind Meng Qingfei, watching every line of text he typed.

If it were before, Ji Xiang certainly wouldn't have understood what Meng Qingfei was doing; the communication he was writing was already quite standard, yet Meng Qingfei was simply unsatisfied.

But now, Ji Xiang deeply understood the struggle and hesitation in Meng Qingfei's heart.

Because the System Operating Room NPC hadn't explained exactly how to resolve it, only stating a general principle, Ji Xiang watched quietly to see what Meng Qingfei was actually planning to do.

However, Ji Xiang was still very moved.

Although Meng Qingfei didn't have the support of the System Operating Room or the guidance of the System Operating Room NPC, his Comprehension was quite high, and he saw through to the essence of the problem at a glance.

This!

This is what full Clinical experience looks like!!

He seemed unsatisfied with every sentence he typed, deleting them immediately, struggling like hell.

After a few minutes, Meng Qingfei was so distressed he was pulling at his hair.

"Meng Laoshi, what are you struggling with?" Ji Xiang feigned ignorance.

Meng Qingfei shook his head, "I've thought it over carefully; you can't help with this. Wait a moment, when I find the time, I'll explain the ins and outs to you in detail so you won't fall into the same trap when you encounter similar Patients."

"Meng Laoshi, this kind of thing... doesn't seem to have anything to do with the Emergency Department," Ji Xiang reminded him in a low voice.

Meng Qingfei sighed, "Xiao Ji, I know this is a trap. Look at those Chief Residents in Otolaryngology, Neurosurgery, and Oral Surgery; not one of them is over thirty."

"Uh..."

"They are still young and inexperienced. Once they step into a trap, it's a damn bottomless pit. I can see it clearly, so I'll give them a hand."

Ji Xiang was stunned.

In the hospital, he mostly encountered people who shifted the blame onto others; he rarely encountered someone who took the blame upon themselves.

Meng Qingfei was a special case.

He was a good person.

But Ji Xiang laughed as soon as the thought crossed his mind; it seemed that calling Meng Qingfei a good person wasn't exactly a compliment.

In the last twenty years, the "good person card" had become an insult. That was how girls used it, and even in the hospital, when the thought surfaced in his own mind, it remained the same.

Meng Qingfei pondered, and after a long time, he typed out a paragraph word by word.

The doctor-patient communication was very mediocre; no problems could be seen, it didn't show any sharp edges, and it didn't flaunt that he had already taken control of the whole situation.

Just as the System Operating Room NPC had said, Meng Qingfei had unconsciously achieved the art of hiding his brilliance. If someone didn't understand the underlying reasons, they would definitely say that what Meng Qingfei wrote wasn't detailed enough, even worse than an Intern.

But Ji Xiang understood that this was a manifestation of Meng Qingfei's mastery, having reached a state of perfection.

After finishing the communication, Meng Qingfei let out a long sigh.

"Xiao Ji, take a look and see if there's anything wrong with what I wrote."

【The Patient's injuries are severe, and the skin lacerations are heavily contaminated. Due to financial constraints, the Patient has been informed of the cost of non-damaging cosmetic Suturing and has indicated an inability to afford it; therefore, it will be changed to...】

"Laoshi, it's written exceptionally well," Ji Xiang praised sincerely.

"What's good about it?" Meng Qingfei looked back into Ji Xiang's eyes, a hint of playfulness at the corners of his mouth.

"Strict neutrality," Ji Xiang thought for a long time before giving an evaluation that seemed somewhat inappropriate.

Meng Qingfei laughed out loud.

The four words Ji Xiang said had struck a chord in his heart.

When taken to communicate with the Patient, as the Patient listened to Meng Qingfei read it word for word, the expression on their face went from serious to relieved, and finally, very relaxed.

"Brother Meng, I have non-damaging..." the Chief Resident of Oral Surgery started, but Meng Qingfei stepped on his foot halfway through the sentence.

The Chief Resident of Oral Surgery had already changed his clothes and was shuffling around in slippers; being stepped on by Meng Qingfei, he let out an "Ouch!" of pain.

"Following the Patient's wishes, let's just use standard Suture," Meng Qingfei said, setting the tone, terrified that the few Chief Residents would say something inappropriate. "However, I have written here that standard thread may leave severe scarring, which might affect the function of your facial organs."

"Doctor, I understand." The Patient picked up the pen, signed, and then, without looking for an inkpad, dipped their finger in their own blood to press a bloody thumbprint.

"There is one more." Meng Qingfei handed the second informed consent form to the Patient.

He did the same thing.

"It's written very clearly here: due to financial constraints. Sigh, we are all pitiful people; you are, and so are we," Meng Qingfei sighed. "If I had any real ability, would I, at over forty years old, still be burning the midnight oil in the Emergency Department dealing with Patients?"

Ji Xiang knew clearly that Meng Qingfei was trying to resonate with the Patient to minimize hostility. If something were to go wrong, this sentence would at least reduce the hostility by 1%.

"Doctor, you've worked hard," the Patient clearly resonated and said sincerely.

"It's not hard work. You know, a person still has to earn money properly. Alright, you all take turns Suturing; don't go to the operating room. Here is the Tetanus order; pay for it all together in a moment," Meng Qingfei said. "Thank you all, I'm going to get some sleep."

Meng Qingfei washed his hands and wiped them on the back of his pants.

The Chief Resident of Otolaryngology looked at Meng Qingfei with disdain, but didn't say anything in front of the Patient.

She thought Meng Qingfei was unhygienic and also disliked that he didn't consider the Patient's needs, not even using non-damaging Suture; she probably assumed Meng Qingfei was just afraid of the trouble.

Ji Xiang took note of her expression.

"Meng Laoshi, no one else knows what you did."

After leaving the room, Ji Xiang said.

"Why would I want them to know?" Meng Qingfei asked in return.

"..."

"It's enough as it is; this kind of thing can only be shouldered by oneself." Meng Qingfei led Ji Xiang to the Duty Room. "Xiao Ji, do you know where the problem lies?"

"I know a little bit, but you go ahead, Meng Laoshi."

Meng Qingfei told a Clinical case; it wasn't as brilliant as Empathy, but the general meaning was the same.

"The Patient is bent on seeking a disability assessment; I feel there is at least an 80% chance."

"Mm, you're right, Meng Laoshi," Ji Xiang nodded.

Meng Qingfei truly had rich Clinical experience.

"I'm the type of person who has a bit of persecutory delusion, so whenever I see someone who has encountered something, I ponder how I would handle it if it happened to me. I don't usually think of it, but when I saw his face covered in blood and he wasn't even covering it, I guessed it roughly."

"When communicating, the Patient's expression also explains the problem," Ji Xiang added.

"So, don't be a busybody, try your best to keep yourself out of it. In this kind of messy business, a Doctor without Clinical experience will write it down truthfully and explain to the Patient how big the scar might be. If you run into someone who takes things too seriously..."

"Meng Laoshi, the last time you encountered a similar situation, what happened in the end?" Ji Xiang understood everything that came before, understood it very deeply, so he asked directly about the outcome.

Meng Qingfei's expression dimmed slightly, and he sighed, saying, "Two years later, that Doctor was stabbed with a knife. At the time, the reports said it was an unrelated Doctor who was stabbed, a case of indiscriminate retaliation against society, but I know it had an inevitable connection to what happened two years ago."

"..."

Ji Xiang was stunned.

(End of chapter)