Chapter 462: Characteristics and All Beings (Seeking Subscription)

Pushing open the door, the light shifted from dim to bright.

A scene of a slightly languid, graceful figure lying on the sofa flipping through a book entered the bottom of his eyes.

Luo Tingzhu gathered the hem of her cheongsam-style sleepwear, rolled up the book and placed it face down on the sofa, walked over in slippers then paused her steps, turned around to fetch water:

"Senior Brother, you didn't drink alcohol today?"

Luo Tingzhu knew Fang Ziye drank alcohol, and during Fang Ziye's master's and doctoral studies, Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong had intentionally trained Fang Ziye's alcohol tolerance.

At a special time like today, Fang Ziye managing to avoid drinking was quite not easy.

After putting away his own shoes, Fang Ziye turned off the living room floor-standing air conditioner.

While taking the water Luo Tingzhu handed over and downing it in one gulp, he burped first: "My Master considered things quite thoroughly, to avoid a special emergency needing me to operate."

"If I drank, Yuan Qi would be unlucky."

Although Wang Yuanqi is Deng Yong's student, to speak the truth, as long as someone is a genius, who wouldn't love them?

Fang Ziye studied under Yuan Weihong and Deng Yong, but Han Yuanxiao and Dong Yaohui likewise treated Fang Ziye with full kindness, including a crowd of old professors, regardless of whether they were Trauma Surgery or not, they all doted on him.

Perhaps they didn't do things to the extreme, but the confidence they conveyed to Fang Ziye, Fang Ziye could always feel it.

After explaining, Fang Ziye added: "You're wearing sleepwear with the AC at eighteen degrees, were you expecting I would drink?"

"Mm." Luo Tingzhu brought out two boxes of yogurt from the kitchen at this moment.

The lid of one box was already open.

Fang Ziye took out his mobile phone to check the time, it was already 11:42.

"I'll go shower first, you eat first. Feel like you have zero resistance to these snacks, I'm a bit worried you'll be abducted." Fang Ziye laughed, then turned to the bedroom to get sleepwear.

When he came out again, Luo Tingzhu was sipping yogurt carefully in small mouthfuls, a face full of enjoyment, delaying her explanation: "How could there be?"

"I don't eat things others give." Finishing speaking, she stuck out her tongue then continued to open Fang Ziye's yogurt too...

Luo Tingzhu sitting with legs together, the silky sleepwear outlined a very alluring curve.

Fang Ziye hurriedly rushed into the bathroom.

After a round of brushing teeth, washing up, and washing face, Fang Ziye directly rushed out horizontally, walked to Luo Tingzhu's side, then scooped her up horizontally in one move.

Luo Tingzhu, not even a hundred jin, Fang Ziye felt almost no weight.

"Senior Brother, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"No matter, not brushing..." Fang Ziye chuckled.

A night of spring breeze does not cross south, reaching Han City encountering rain stopping.

The next day, Fang Ziye discovered Luo Tingzhu's complexion was quite rosy, her skin's luster also seemingly a few degrees more translucent.

With a massive knowledge base, he pondered the basic physiological principles of hormone secretion causing this, while also thinking of the messy rumors circulating online.

Couldn't help but pinching Luo Tingzhu's cheek horizontally!

Luo Tingzhu at this moment wore an apron, holding fried eggs and potstickers, and milk, her right eyebrow twisting as she softly hummed: "Senior Brother, time for breakfast."

"Good, I'll go wash my face first." Fang Ziye glanced at the time while walking toward the washbasin.

Luo Tingzhu didn't have traditional female thinking; before Fang Ziye reached the table, she had already started eating herself.

Potstickers wrapped in egg, both hands' index fingers and thumbs covered in oil: "Tingzhu, you need to get used to wearing gloves to eat?"

Luo Tingzhu's mouth moved, she shook her head at Fang Ziye, not saying a word, narrowing her eyes.

Fang Ziye couldn't help thinking, if you hadn't deeply interacted with Luo Tingzhu, how could you know this beautiful girl actually likes the feeling of oily hands?

She said when she was little, her grandma often fried things for her to eat, like fried dough, potato pancakes, pepper leaf braised noodles...

Every time she would eat very satisfied.

Luo Tingzhu prepared a pair of gloves for Fang Ziye, but Fang Ziye also wanted to learn from Luo Tingzhu's example, grabbing with bare hands.

But besides feeling his hands greasy, Fang Ziye had no other feeling.

After a simple breakfast, the two washed hands and "changed clothes" to go out together.

7:19, at the Surgery Building doorway, Fang Ziye watched Luo Tingzhu go in, Luo Tingzhu glanced back slightly at the doorway, Fang Ziye waved again then she turned and left.

No matter how gentle and virtuous a girl, she also has someone she wants to cling to.

"Strangers keep out" and "high cold", those are labels pasted on for strangers.

Morning, 7:27, Fang Ziye put on his white coat, opened the computer once more, then began checking everyone's medical record writing situation.

Fang Ziye's first glance went to check Li Xianlong Big Brother's managed beds' medical records.

After reading, Fang Ziye started getting angry: "Older Brother, come here a moment."

This Li Xianlong Big Brother, when doing surgery and learning operations, he was more active than anyone. Fang Ziye and Associate Professor Peng Long gave him quite a free hand.

But just establishing templates, not writing medical records, isn't this looking for stimulation for Fang Ziye?

"Long Ge didn't write medical records again?" Fang Ziye asked.

Xiong Jinhuan heard this and said: "Xianlong Big Brother said he's going home this weekend, handed over his managed patients to Xiao He, but Xiao He definitely didn't agree to write medical records for him."

Hearing this, Fang Ziye cursed loudly: "md, Wednesday's surgery medical records written by the rules, Thursday Friday's medical records not written, weekend empty too!"

"Xiao He, Lin Yihuang, you two divide these two beds, tmd if you don't want to do it properly then don't do it!"

"Writing medical records is a physician's most basic quality, Li Xianlong Big Brother is here for visiting study, not to be a teacher. Even less to enjoy." Fang Ziye said directly.

These words from Fang Ziye made Xiong Jinhuan, Xiao He and others look at each other in dismay.

Is Fang Ziye going to fall out with the visiting scholars? This isn't anything good.

After all, others come for visiting study for professional title promotion, conveniently learning something.

"Industry Brother, calm down, I'll discuss properly with Long Ge again then." Xiong Jinhuan said in a low voice.

At the same time, the other two big brothers visiting with Li Xianlong had already started editing information.

Less than half a minute later, Fang Ziye's phone rang.

Fang Ziye hung up directly.

"It's fine now, you all go busy yourselves!" Fang Ziye said.

Fang Ziye knew very well that if such matters weren't self-regulated, by the time outsiders intervened, Fang Ziye would be the one charging to the front to take the blade.

Moreover, Fang Ziye hadn't failed to talk to Li Xianlong about it, nor had he failed to give him chances.

Everyone's an adult — do I still have to supervise you every day?

Roughly another six or seven minutes passed, and Li Xianlong finally hurried into the department, then immediately sought out Fang Ziye, wearing an apologetic smile: "Director Fang, sorry, really sorry."

"My kid got sick, so I went home early on Friday."

Fang Ziye asked unceremoniously: "Brother Long, you're from Chi City — were you going back to take your kid to the hospital?"

"Brother Long, stop managing beds, I'm begging you!" Fang Ziye cupped his hands.

Being too heavy-handed isn't good, but doing nothing at all — Fang Ziye couldn't do that either.

Without rules, nothing gets done!

To put it bluntly, if a patient in one of the two beds Li Xianlong manages suddenly dies, everyone in the department gets implicated.

At minimum, performance bonuses get docked.

Li Xianlong's face showed slight embarrassment.

Fang Ziye's words were subtle.

Need to personally take the kid to the hospital? That's definitely not the case — his own child isn't that pitiful, without a single person to look after them.

"Director Fang, one more..." Li Xianlong still wanted to push.

"Brother Long, don't explain — I've already reassigned your beds!"

"Truth is, our hospital really does spot-check medical records irregularly. I can't afford that gamble." After Fang Ziye explained like this, Li Xianlong stopped responding.

From an adult's perspective, putting himself in Li Xianlong's shoes, Li Xianlong actually felt he'd been a bit unkind.

But Fang Ziye's temper is also a bit big — he directly reassigned all the beds Li Xianlong managed. Not an inch of face given.

Of course, Li Xianlong wouldn't dare confront Fang Ziye head-on.

Although Fang Ziye is now Chief Resident, just look at the superiors in the department.

He'd rather fall out with Yuan Weihong than fall out with Fang Ziye — that was Li Xianlong's mental preparation from the start.

……

"Director Fang, can I keep managing beds next month?" Fang Ziye received a message from Li Xianlong during handover.

"Sure, Brother Long!" Fang Ziye agreed without hesitation.

Fang Ziye wasn't trying to screw Li Xianlong — they had no grudge, they're peers, and knowing Li Xianlong at this age still has to write medical records, he'd feel a bit uncomfortable inside.

But I can't be generous to you and then get myself killed, right?

Is that kind of self-sacrifice heroic? It's purely brain-damaged.

Therefore, whether it's killing the chicken to warn the monkey or shaking the mountain to startle the tiger, he still had to knock some sense into an old hand like Li Xianlong.

As long as it solves the problem, Fang Ziye isn't trying to offend people.

This scene — many in the department don't know about it.

During handover, everyone was all smiles.

And behind Liu Huanglong stood a strange "towering hulk" — extremely conspicuous.

1.8 meters tall, posture ramrod straight, face handsome and bearing steady and grand yet revealing exquisite cleverness.

Precisely Tongji Hospital's Wu Xuanqi, Big Brother.

Liu Huanglong explained: "Currently, the Provincial Health Commission has issued a document to vigorously develop the distinctive medical services of our province's many specialty departments, to further break through medical technical barriers, better serve patients, and improve our service quality..."

After Liu Huanglong rattled on a whole bunch, he then said: "Right now, the distinctive medical model our Trauma Surgery is pushing is standardized treatment of mangled extremities and exploration of functional reconstruction surgery."

"The province has already planned special funds to specially support these two projects. In this project, our hospital and Tongji Hospital jointly take the lead..."

"Next, I must solemnly introduce a Guest of Honor — this is the Technical Guidance from Tongji Hospital, Deputy Chief Physician Wu Xuanqi... everyone, applause welcome."

(Note: Wu Xuanqi was already promoted to Deputy Chief Physician before his PhD.)

Polite applause was very enthusiastic.

After a round of applause, Wu Xuanqi stepped forward two steps and said generously: "Hello, teachers. I'm Wu Xuanqi from Tongji Hospital. This time I'm here to sincerely learn from all you teachers. Hope you teachers won't spare your guidance."

"My face skin is thick — I can take a beating and punishment, endure hardship without complaint!"

After listening, Liu Huanglong said: "Director Wu is still so polite. But actually many people aren't unfamiliar with Director Wu."

"In last month's Young Physician Competition, Director Wu won the Special Prize and took the crown. Director Wu's current professional and research level is not one bit inferior to our department's Associate Professors."

"Yuan Weihong, Chen Fang, Peng Long — don't you look down on Director Wu because of his age."

Wu Xuanqi is thirty-three this year, same age as Nie Mingxian, dispatched by Professor Duan Hong to Zhongnan Hospital for exchange and learning.

"Wouldn't dare, wouldn't dare!"

"Director Wu's name has long been known to me." Yuan Weihong said.

Now, throughout Hubei Province, many people have formed a "competitive relationship" with Yuan Weihong: Dong Dongsheng and Pang Shu from Peking Union Medical College Hospital; Shen Tao and Zhang Wenshang from Provincial People's Hospital; Zhong Wenyuan and Long Yuan from Tongji Hospital.

Now Wu Xuanqi also counts as a strongly rising junior, age gap with Yuan Weihong not too large, so he's also one of the potential competitors.

"Director Wu, for now just follow me..."

"Nothing else, end handover, then start ward rounds."

"Surgeries that need surgery, patients that need sending to surgery — preoperative discussion and preoperative safety must be managed well..." Liu Huanglong said.

After Liu Huanglong's order, he led Fang Ziye and Wu Xuanqi into Chen Fang's Associate Professor Group.

Monday is Chen Fang Group's surgery day.

Nie Mingxian currently isn't following Liu Huanglong, but sticking close to Peng Long's Associate Professor Group instead — therefore, Liu Huanglong's level of importance placed on Wu Xuanqi is quite extraordinary.

However, as the two crossed paths, Wu Xuanqi and Nie Mingxian bumped fists, exchanged a smile, and then passed each other.

As if everything was understood without words.

As Liu Huanglong approached, Chen Fang reported: "Director Liu, today's scheduled surgeries are Bed 27 and Bed 31, both functional reconstruction surgeries. Among them, Bed 31 is a mangled extremity first-stage surgery patient from our hospital at the beginning of this month, the emergency surgery Nie Mingxian and you performed alone."

Functional reconstruction surgery patients are not necessarily all post-mangled extremity cases; there are also some patients with lower limb mobility difficulties who are admitted, and they have become the largest disease type in the department currently.

"Good! Let's go see the patients first, and after we finish, we'll head to the operating room." Liu Huanglong nodded.

Then Liu Huanglong spoke politely to Wu Xuanqi: "Director Wu, our hospital's equipment and operating rooms certainly can't compare to Tongji Hospital's, please don't laugh at us, Director Wu."

Wu Xuanqi hurriedly said: "Teacher Liu, you're too polite, calling me Xiao Wu or Xiao Qi is fine!"

"Regardless of the operating room conditions, Teacher Liu, your team's technique is certainly better, so that's why I came to learn?"

Wu Xuanqi's answer was airtight, so Liu Huanglong didn't continue to ramble.

He directly began the ward round.

Nothing special came up along the way, but when they reached Bed 28, everyone stopped.

The patient was an elderly woman around sixty, her bilateral lower limbs were obviously unequal in size, and muscle atrophy was very obvious.

Her only companion was her husband.

"Director, experts, your hospital is really too hard to get into, I waited twenty days before I could be admitted."

"Didn't you say that hospital over there also has you responsible for surgeries and treatments? I was hospitalized there, spent thirty thousand yuan, and never saw any of you."

"It was only yesterday when I received a call from your nurse that I found out we went to the wrong hospital." The old woman looked intently at Liu Huanglong, who was leading the group.

"What?" Liu Huanglong turned his head to look at the bed-managing doctor.

Liu Haojiang immediately said: "Director Liu, before the patient entered our department, she said she went to a small hospital and was hospitalized for nearly half a month."

"The people there said our department's people would go over there to do the surgery, all the preoperative examinations that should be done were done, and they also used medicine for a period of time."

"They said they suspected internal organ tumors, and even went outside for a PET-CT."

"What hospital? Where's the discharge summary?" Liu Huanglong asked.

"It's a private hospital."

"The discharge summary is in the medical record folder." Liu Haojiang explained.

Hearing this, Liu Huanglong's expression turned grave.

He asked again: "Old lady, where did you hear someone say to go be hospitalized there?"

"You've already come to our hospital here, how could you still believe we would go to another hospital to do surgery?"

"Right at the outpatient clinic, there was also a patient queuing for the outpatient clinic who said so."

"He said he went there for treatment, the effect was very good, and it was also Zhongnan Hospital doctors doing the surgery... said that hospital's technique was also very high. And they could also invite many experts."

"Hospitalization anywhere is the same, and their hospitalization costs are even relatively cheaper." The old woman's husband explained.

"Where are your son or daughter? When are they coming?" Liu Huanglong asked.

This matter, on the patient's personal level, Liu Huanglong and the others couldn't intervene.

Zhongnan Hospital is neither the patient nor the patient's family, whatever you say is useless.

But the old woman's children can go find them, this kind of thing requires them to handle it.

Of course, Liu Huanglong won't give advice on how to handle it, it depends on their own choice.

"Whenever we have surgery is when they'll come. They have to work to earn money, their children also need money, we also spend their money, and wasted money too." The old woman defended her children.

Her face full of heartache, yet no solution at all.

This is absolutely a medical scammer, and one who infiltrated the hospital interior.

This matter is very serious, Liu Huanglong must report it to the hospital for handling.

No one's money is easy to earn, thirty thousand yuan might be one or two years of living expenses for many families.

"You have to let them come early, after they come they still need to have the informed consent talk and sign. You need to understand the surgical risks, understand?"

"You also have to tell them about your previous hospitalization, this matter needs a way to be resolved. Understand?" Liu Huanglong persuaded.

"Director Liu, how can this still be resolved?" The old woman sat on the bed, swaying her upper body back and forth helplessly, the numbness in her legs making her feel very uncomfortable.

"Then it depends on yourselves, we doctors are only responsible for treating illness, we can't give consultation advice."

"Maybe lawyers, police, or something can give you some advice." Liu Huanglong wasn't a professional, so he didn't speak recklessly.

He turned to the bed-managing doctor and said: "Examinations that must be done have to be re-examined, for example cardiopulmonary function."

"Other examination results can all be used."

"The old lady has a history of hypertension, pay attention to blood pressure. If there are problems, request a consultation promptly."

After speaking, he added: "Old lady, don't think about the previous matter anymore, let your children handle it, rest well. Understand?"

"We'll arrange your surgery as fast as possible."

"Okay okay okay, thank you Director Liu, thank you." Both elderly people were very amiable.

"..."

After leaving the ward, Liu Huanglong hurriedly asked: "Ziye, you didn't agree to anything, right?"

Liu Huanglong was a bit worried.

"Teacher Liu, I definitely didn't agree. Indeed recently there have been many people wanting to invite me out for surgeries, but you also know, our department has been very busy these past few months!"

"Even my weekend time, I just want to rest a bit, how could I agree?" Fang Ziye replied.

The fees for external consultation surgeries are very substantial.

But Fang Ziye doesn't want to earn this money now, doing his duty at the hospital well is already enough for Fang Ziye to have no worries about food and clothing, how could Fang Ziye go invite trouble for no reason?

Liu Huanglong followed up: "Have any administrative staff from our hospital called you to test the waters?"

"A private hospital able to establish a PET-CT generally already has a fairly complete relationship network. If they hadn't gotten someone's agreement, they wouldn't dare casually admit patients there."

Fang Ziye also nodded: "There have been, but after I refused I didn't pay attention, and don't know which place's teacher it was."

"Anyway, I haven't encountered anyone with an especially awkward and hard attitude. So I just ignored such matters."

How could Fang Ziye think of so much? He himself had no time; a single sentence settled it.

Speaking of this, Fang Ziye added: "Oh right, Teacher Liu, there actually were people who called me to engage in moral kidnapping, saying they had already accepted the patient, telling me to come over and do surgery."

"If I don't go it's seeing death without saving and the like, but I never formed a doctor-patient relationship with that side's patient, so I didn't care either."

"After all, I can only manage my own department's affairs well."

Liu Huanglong pinched his fist upon hearing this: "This is some people in our country, daring to earn any rotten money."

"As long as you didn't agree, the rest can only be assigned to the functional departments and superiors. We are just doctors; doing our own jobs well is enough."

Eastern Han's Putian Medical Group has existed for a very long time, yet has always continued to exist.

This is not something Liu Huanglong and Fang Ziye can manage.

Liu Huanglong looked through the ward's registration desk at the two elders inside once more; besides heartache, there was also temporarily no way.

"We must spread this technology as early as possible; otherwise, similar pitiful people will only increase."

"Ziye, you don't follow the ward round for now. You go call Teacher Deng Yong and Professor Han Yuanxiao. Tell them about this phenomenon, so that when they sit at the outpatient clinic later, they pay attention to exactly which people are mixing in the crowd as medical scalpers."

"Also report to the hospital's on-duty director."

"If they want to manage, they manage; if they don't, what we can do is only report."

"Also suggest that when Teacher Deng and Professor Han sit at the outpatient clinic later, they call one more person to stand outside and maintain order..." Liu Huanglong, also a bit heart-tired and heartache, walked toward the next ward.

(Chapter End)