Chapter 303

The aunt left the Trauma Surgery department with the elderly woman.

Yuan Weihong and Fang Ziye merely glanced at Liu Haihua and did not blame her.

When communicating with patients, Liu Haihua certainly bore some responsibility for causing the other party to have a misunderstanding, but if the problem could be resolved, no one would pursue accountability.

A hospital is a place for conducting medical diagnosis and treatment activities, not a unit that constantly thinks about pursuing accountability.

"Call the Medical Affairs Department and the Security Department to report the current situation and make a filing."

"As for the rest, just do whatever you're supposed to do." Yuan Weihong rubbed his palms together, turned, and left, his emotions barely fluctuating because of the previous incident.

Fang Ziye resolutely learned to dampen his own mood swings.

There is another saying in the hospital.

Even if the patient you resuscitated the previous second died, and this patient's family member is a child, the child's last surviving relative, what you must do is not empathize with them, but compose your own emotions!

Strive to prepare the best possible state for the next patient who might encounter emergency resuscitation.

"Sorry about that, something came up outside just now, let's continue. Mainly, we're all just putting on a show together, learning together, reviewing content we've learned before, and taking a photo."

"Everyone, allow me to complete the task assigned by the hospital." Fang Ziye used a tactful way of phrasing it to explain his 'villainous behavior'.

However, such words and behavior appeared hypocritical; back when Fang Ziye himself did similar things while Li Nuo was Chief Resident, he called it double-faced velvet...

Now, when Fang Ziye spoke like this, it was as if the hateful words from his past were bullets striking the current him.

Carrying guilt, carrying helplessness, Fang Ziye still maintained the double-faced velvet smile and calm.

The others felt bad and didn't dare say much more...

Roughly half an hour later.

Han City, Chang District, Han City University Affiliated People's Hospital.

People's Hospital and Zhongnan Hospital are different affiliated brother hospitals of the same university; it was the unit where Shen Tao, the Targeted Support Attending Fang Ziye encountered during his rural rotation, was located.

Joint dislocation, no matter what kind of hospital, can most likely be handled through the Emergency Department.

When the middle-aged woman brought her mother-in-law to the Provincial People's Hospital Emergency Department again, she pretended she had never been to Zhongnan Hospital, but had come directly from a Community Hospital after getting an X-ray and being transferred.

The Duty Doctor and Nurses at People's Hospital were not responsible for surveillance tracking, nor did they have a Sky Eye system, so they treated them as ordinary new emergency patients.

When encountering an emergency, if the Emergency Department could handle it internally, they handled it directly; if the Emergency Department couldn't handle it internally, they invited a Specialty department to resolve it.

And in the Provincial People's Hospital Emergency Department, there were even more facilities than the Emergency Outpatient Department set up at Zhongnan Hospital; among them, the Trauma Center Emergency was very conspicuous within the Emergency Department.

"Sister, your mother's condition is a joint dislocation, which falls under the Trauma Center's disease type; the diagnosis is currently clear."

"But for further treatment and management going forward, you can go consult over there."

"Our clinic mainly handles General Surgery." The Duty Doctor of the General Surgery Emergency Clinic very politely escorted her to the clinic doorway and pointed toward the distance, directing her to the Trauma Center Emergency Clinic.

The woman nodded in thanks upon hearing this, led her mother-in-law inside again, and comforted her: "Mom, this time, no matter what, we'll just get treated here."

"Whatever tests need to be done, do them; whatever reduction needs to be done, do it."

"Mainly we still need to ask a few more times, to avoid being cheated out of money."

The elderly woman's lips moved for a while, she seemed about to speak but stopped, then finally said in a low voice: "Actually, I can pay for it myself."

The woman's movements stalled upon hearing this.

She then said in a soft voice: "Even so, you have to be careful, to avoid being swindled by someone."

Procedures must be followed; this is a rule every hospital has, not unique to Zhongnan Hospital.

After queuing briefly, the elderly woman was arranged into a clinic for consultation, and then another round of extensive questioning began — the person asking for and recording the medical history was a student who looked quite young, while the person responsible for reading the films was a Superior from the hospital itself.

The middle-aged woman wished she could hide the Zhongnan Hospital medical record book in the Fruit Lake outside Zhongnan Hospital, so the doctors in this clinic certainly would not obtain the history-taking records from inside Zhongnan Hospital.

"Master, the history-taking is about done." After finishing the record, the young doctor reported to his teacher.

The lower half of the face of the teacher he spoke of was covered by a mask, but the corners of his eyes and brows still revealed a festive air, and the Mediterranean scale was gradually receding into the distance.

"Mm, order her an MRI, just a plain scan of the right shoulder joint will do." Shen Tao handed the films to his student, letting the other party learn to read films while looking at the arrivals.

"Your mother's condition is a dislocation, but the type of dislocation is rather special; we need to get an MRI first to rule out soft tissue injury."

"Because this type of dislocation has a very high probability of presenting with soft tissue injury. And if soft tissue injury appears, then the treatment method will be different."

The person on duty at the Trauma Center was precisely Shen Tao, who was about to be promoted to Deputy Chief Physician in the People's Hospital Trauma Surgery department.

Shen Tao's targeted support in Xia'en City was for promotion, coming to the Emergency Department was also for promotion, and these were all procedures that had to be gone through.

Upon hearing this, the elderly woman let out a light sigh, in that moment seemingly resigning herself to fate.

But the middle-aged woman behaved very shrewdly, immediately stepping back two steps: "Does that Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital have that much pull? Even you doctors at the Provincial People's Hospital have to give him face?"

"What Fang Ziye?" Upon hearing the three key words 'Fang Ziye', Shen Tao's eyelid instantly twitched.

Immediately after, the twitching rate became even faster: "Fang Ziye from Zhongnan Hospital, you went to see Doctor Fang from Zhongnan Hospital?"

"If you saw Doctor Fang, why didn't you get treated there? What are you running over here for?"

Shen Tao's tone even began to tremble.

Shen Tao knew exactly how high Fang Ziye's closed reduction skill level was, how bold he was in treating joint dislocations, and how strong his capability was.

If this patient had been seen by Fang Ziye, and then a medical dispute or unpleasantness occurred because of needing tests or some other reason, then Shen Tao felt he must very carefully examine the true diagnosis of this dislocation.

"Xiao Guo, give me the films again! Let me take a good look." Shen Tao's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

The person called Xiao Guo was Shen Tao's Master's Student.

He hurriedly handed the films in his hand to his teacher while secretly marveling at his teacher's current panicked behavior.

Thinking to himself: No way? Master.

Isn't Senior Brother Fang someone else's family's student? Why are you so nervous? Could he still be someone else's family's doctor? You usually use him to spur me on, but originally you're in awe of him too?

"Didn't Doctor Fang call you guys?" After seeing Shen Tao's panic, the elderly woman finally took charge once and asked.

Shen Tao glanced at his student Xiao Guo, handed over his teacup: "Go get me a cup of water."

Xiao Guo, who was fully planning to eat melons and watch his teacher's 'performance' upon encountering someone else's family's doctor, instantly had a somewhat pained expression.

"Go get a cup of water? Not going?" Shen Tao immediately exerted his teacher's authority.

Since the teacher said so, I have to go whether I should or not.

Anyway, if we go faster?

"Go to the laboratory and boil mineral water, don't give me that filtered water from outside, you never remember..." Shen Tao sent his student far away directly.

Xiao Guo could only agree outside.

After Xiao Guo left, Shen Tao said: "Although our hospital and Zhongnan Hospital are brother hospitals, since we are both in Chang District, we are actually to some extent in a good brotherly competition relationship, you above me below, so apart from academic exchange, we don't have much private friendship on ordinary days."

"So between our two hospitals, we won't make phone calls."

"But that Doctor Fang you mentioned, I definitely know him, his technique is very good, you've seen him, there's no need to keep running to other places, that's wasting time."

"You won't think he's young, low in seniority, and therefore think his technique is no good, right?"

Shen Tao couldn't think of other reasons, so he continued asking like this.

The patient concealed their medical history, and was exposed again; the doctor has the right to continue to deeply re-ask the medical history.

Taking medical history emphasizes meticulousness and truthfulness; consequences and time delays caused by the patient's concealment, fabrication, etc., are mostly borne by the patient themselves.

Among them, including but not limited to the patient fabricating their own travel history (yue cannon history)...

"No, no, we just want to see one more place to feel more reassured."

"We are at Zhongnan Hospital, indeed we haven't met a doctor as experienced and with such seniority as you." The middle-aged woman said again actively, then asked her mother-in-law: "Right?"

The old person couldn't expose the shortcoming...

As long as my daughter-in-law doesn't act willfully, I'll spend money if I have to, hurry up and do the reduction or go to hospitalization, prepare for surgery if needed, stop tossing around.

I'm not without money, I just don't know what's wrong with my daughter-in-law today...

The emergency MRI at Provincial People's Hospital, actually even with an appointment, the speed won't be fast, basically about one day.

But only after half an hour, Shen Tao received this pair again who didn't know if they were mother and daughter or mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

At this time, Xiao Guo was still there, and both ear tips were perked up even sharper.

Shen Tao passed his water cup over.

"Eh..." Xiao Guo wanted to say, your damn f*cking business is why so much?

"Pour a cup of water, thirsty." Shen Tao said.

Xiao Guo continued going out.

The middle-aged woman praised: "Your student is truly filial."

"Right!" Shen Tao, kind teacher and filial student, laughed very happily.

"Auntie, give me your outpatient number, eh, okay..." After Shen Tao greeted the old person very enthusiastically, he retrieved the MRI results on the computer using the outpatient number.

After reading, Shen Tao's brow immediately furrowed tightly: "Your mother's this dislocation is very atypical. It belongs to a treatment-intermediate disease type."

"That is to say, many people can't be treated with manual reduction, only a small number of people have the ability to treat through manual reduction."

"If at our hospital, I suggest you directly undergo surgical reduction."

"If you want manual reduction, I suggest you go see the outpatient clinic at Central South Hospital, or go to Zhongnan Hospital, and find that Doctor Fang again, he should be able to treat it through manual reduction."

"Otherwise, when an ordinary doctor performs treatment, if the skill isn't done well, it's very easy to strain your biceps brachii tendon or simply fail to reduce it."

After Shen Tao finished saying this, the middle-aged woman immediately felt uncomfortable: "Doctor, you won't be because you know Doctor Fang, so specially give him face and speak for him, right?"

"You look so experienced, how could it be that you can't handle it, can a little doctor handle it?"

The old person also became depressed at this moment.

This time it wasn't blaming her daughter-in-law, but feeling unlucky, fine, now spending money can't solve the problem either.

Shen Tao wasn't wordy, possibly considering his student was about to return, so Shen Tao made a phone call; not long after, a person who was already a senior Associate Professor appeared in the emergency department consultation room.

"Professor Shen, don't you have any problems you can't handle here, why specially call me?" The visitor wore leather shoes, trousers, and a shirt, obviously at the level and age where one needs to pay attention to image.

An Associate Professor and above at a hospital are the hospital's facade; if dressed too improperly, the atmosphere of the whole department or even hospital would seem not so proper.

Different hospitals have different promotion rules for Deputy Chief Physician and Chief Physician, but at Provincial People's Hospital, attending to Deputy Chief Physician has the most "back doors," but Deputy Chief Physician to Chief Physician also needs to symbolically spend a while in the Emergency Department as a transition.

"Professor Chen, don't make fun of me, you are the real professor!"

"There's a dislocation here; the patient and family member consider manual reduction for treatment, but I feel it's a bit forced..." Shen Tao hurriedly led Professor Chen to his position, standing beside him supporting Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan, to shift the fire.

Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan's name badge was real, not a bit fake, and although Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan's Mediterranean scale wasn't as high as Shen Tao's.

But his hair was nearly half white; at a glance he was a "Old Professor" who could really fight, already thirty-nine and a half years old this year.

"You want manual reduction treatment? Then you'll have to suffer some, go to more places, and by chance find a suitable doctor."

"Actually I feel it's unnecessary, it's just a joint dislocation; surgical treatment effect is quite good, just an extra not-long scar." Associate Professor Chen Zhiyuan said very honestly.

To find a good doctor skilled at manual reduction, one can definitely find one.

But to toss around for this, unnecessary.

Joint dislocation is an emergency; why is it an emergency? Because it hurts!

Ordinary people, how can they endure the pain this long?

After a few more minutes, the two turned and left the emergency department consultation room.

The middle-aged woman looked at the time at this moment, then looked at her mobile phone, which just displayed a WeChat message, surprisingly from her "ex-husband."

Seeing this message, she immediately understood.

She just said: "Mom, Zheng Bin also came; just right, let's go to Zhongnan Hospital together again."

"Just now looking at Professor Shen and Professor Chen's expressions, I feel we might have underestimated that Doctor Fang."

The old person, hearing this, only then started to talk too much: "I said, actually there's no need to care about these few hundred yuan, this coming and going tossing around..."

But the old person discovered that when her son came back, her daughter-in-law was outside the car window waving goodbye to her and her son, then she understood everything.

Now her money was not only her money; she had no obligation to spend money on herself; being able to take time to accompany her to see a doctor was actually already going beyond the call of duty...

"You divorced?" The old person sat in the back seat and asked.

"Mm, Mom, we divorced, it's been over a year."

The old man fell silent upon hearing this, saying not another word.

Divorced for over a year, she still answered his calls, still came to help many times—it really wasn't easy.

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