Chapter 1291: with translation of chapter title

1253 Illegal detention? (Alliance Leader beatsoul extra update 4)

Those who are clear-minded inside but appear clueless on the surface can usually be seen through most of the time. If it were a grassroots hospital, one could simply refer the case to a higher-level hospital.

As for how the higher-level hospital handles it, it depends on the attending physician's and the Team-leading Professor's personality and approach.

But people with such single-minded thinking are quite troublesome.

He believes that as long as the patient is sent to the hospital, they can be cured, and he refuses to accept any complications.

Being able to explain such patients clearly is already impressive for Chang Yue.

Zheng Ren couldn't be bothered to ask what exactly had happened or how Chang Yue had communicated. Actually, the main point was that he had asked, but Chang Yue this guy probably wouldn't explain anyway.

"I'll check with Doctor Mehari; if the surgery time is confirmed, then I'll schedule this patient's operation." Zheng Ren said.

"Fugui'er came once this morning." Chang Yue and Zheng Ren said: "I told him you were going into surgery, and he said you should come back and tell him."

"Sure, I was just about to go. Since Fugui'er is coming, let's ask about the situation and I'll go with him." Zheng Ren sat in the chair, languid, almost falling asleep.

After hanging up, Zheng Ren asked: "Is there something going on in the ward, or is it something else?"

After hanging up, Zheng Ren asked: "Is there something going on in the ward, or is it something else?"

"Chief Zheng, patients have been discharged one after another today, and new patients are being admitted……"

"Any problems? I'll take a look later." Zheng Ren didn't pay much attention to the patient's condition. In 912, outpatient admissions are considered Outpatient; truly urgent cases all go to the Emergency Department, so there's no room for outpatient admissions.

Chang Yue reached back and closed the door, her expression very serious.

It was lunch break, and besides her, only Zheng Ren and Liu Zewei were in the office.

This action made Zheng Ren become serious. Liu Zewei also stopped his work, focusing intently on Chang Yue with a solemn expression.

"Take a look at the patient; if confirmed, I suggest notifying the Medical Department and handling it with the police." Chang Yue said cautiously.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren blinked.

"When Old Liu and I went to see the patient, his hands were fine." Chang Yue said: "I just happened to pass by and saw the patient's daughter feeding him, her hands hidden under the blanket."

Zheng Ren knew things definitely wouldn't be that simple.

"I took a look; the patient's hands were tied up, he was angry and refused to eat. But his daughter wouldn't let go no matter what, and finally the patient gave up struggling." Chang Yue said solemnly: "He looks especially pitiful; I highly suspect illegal detention."

"Illegal detention, and they even brought him to Di Du to see a doctor?" Zheng Ren proposed his idea.

"That's the incomprehensible part." Chang Yue was also confused: "I haven't communicated with the patient's family yet; I wanted to wait for you to come back and decide."

"Let's go, let's have a look." Zheng Ren stood up decisively and strode out.

Chang Yue followed behind Zheng Ren; only then did she seem like a clinical attending physician.

Upon arriving at a ward, Chang Yue took two quick steps and whispered to Zheng Ren: "The patient by the window."

Zheng Ren walked over and saw a woman in her forties sitting at the bedside table, peeling an apple. She was very focused and skilled.

The apple peel formed a continuous strip, hanging down and swaying slightly.

While peeling the apple, she said: "Dad, don't lose your temper; this is Di Du, not our home. If you anger the doctors and nurses and get kicked out, all our money for this period will be wasted."

The patient lay in bed, eyes closed, looking annoyed.

It seemed he didn't want to eat the apple at all; he was just angry.

"This is Professor Zheng; your father's surgery will be performed by Professor Zheng." Chang Yue introduced to the patient's family.

"Professor?" Zheng Ren was startled, then recalled that Section Chief Mao seemed to have taken four red books that day; he and Su Yun had been promoted to associate senior titles, and at the same time they unexpectedly became professors.

I had thought it was something far off, but unexpectedly it was right before my eyes. I just forgot about it, while Chang Yue still remembered.

When the patient's daughter saw the doctor arrive, she immediately stood up. One hand held an apple, the other a fruit knife; she wanted to greet Zheng Ren, but having things in both hands made it improper.

She felt a bit embarrassed.

"It's fine, I'll just take a look at the patient." Zheng Ren glanced at the woman out of the corner of his eye and said casually. At the same time, his brows furrowed.

The red on the patient's System Panel was striking, due to portal hypertension. Besides that, there were many age-related diseases. A rare diagnosis was mixed in among them, and Zheng Ren almost missed it.

He blinked slightly, looked for a few seconds, and began the physical examination before the patient's family noticed anything abnormal.

He first soothed the patient with gentle words and communicated with them.

The patient had a big temper, stubborn like a child, refusing to speak to Zheng Ren. The patient's daughter felt somewhat awkward and uneasy, fearing Zheng Ren would get angry.

"It's fine." Zheng Ren chuckled, "Liver disease patients often have bad tempers, but it's best to keep this under control."

The patient's daughter nodded repeatedly.

"There's no scientific basis, but in TCM they say liver qi stagnation causes this. We're Western doctors; mentioning TCM is just casual talk. Actually, some of those sayings do make sense." Zheng Ren said with a laugh, building rapport with the patient and family.

"Yes, I've remembered since childhood that my father's temper has always been bad. Now that he's old, his temper is getting more volatile." The patient's daughter said with deep feeling.

Zheng Ren lifted the blanket and saw the patient's hands tied to the bed rail with a wide white cloth strap, apparently to prevent the patient from struggling too hard and causing local ischemia.

Each hand also had a red thread, like the kind used for blessings.

The patient's daughter wanted to explain, but seeing Zheng Ren act as if he hadn't noticed, she had the patient curl his legs, rub his hands, and began the physical examination.

The examination was finished quickly, and Zheng Ren also took a quick look at the other patients newly admitted to the same ward.

After the examination, as Zheng Ren was about to leave, he waved to the patient's daughter, signaling her to come over.

In the office, Zheng Ren sat down with a smile and asked: "Does the patient have a history of cerebral infarction? Why is he tied up?"

The patient's daughter heard Zheng Ren ask directly, her expression turned a bit odd, but then she lowered her head, deep in thought.

Chang Yue sat to the side, carefully observing the patient's family's expressions and movements.

"We need to explain this beforehand; otherwise, if the patient becomes agitated during surgery, the consequences would be unthinkable." Zheng Ren said flatly.

"Zheng... Professor." The patient's daughter said softly; calling such a young doctor professor felt really awkward.

"Hmm."

"Well, I'll speak frankly, but after I say it, please don't refuse to treat my father." The patient's daughter said hesitantly.

"Don't worry." Zheng Ren smiled, broad and composed.

"My father is possessed; if not tied up, he'll strangle himself." The woman's eyes revealed a chilling fear.

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Uh, it won't break off here, I'm writing…… I just rushed back from out of town, I have no draft saved. Will post at nine or ten o'clock, don't send blades……