Chapter 2119: 2046: The Troubled Director Wei (Monthly Ticket 69,000 Bonus Chapter ×138)

Director Wei sat on the sofa, worrying about his calf.

Because of lower limb Vein varicosity, the more severe left calf already had heavy pigment deposition, looking black and scary.

If it were just that, Director Wei would have tolerated it.

Recently Shou Bing have been numerous, all difficult, standing time long, he discovered his calf Vein varicosity condition worsened.

This morning he discovered a red spot; at that moment he just Worry whether it would ulcerate. So he didn't wait until Shou Bing time to wear stockings, putting them on early, and was teased by his spouse.

But Director Wei dared not be careless, because the complications of great saphenous Vein varicosity include ulcers, stubborn ulcers hard to heal.

Fortunately he has no diabetes; if accompanied by high blood sugar, poor ulcer control could directly rot to Bone.

Not just rotting; the key point is that it cannot be cured at all.

Today daytime he performed six colon tumor resection surgeries.

Although he didn't need to personally do the opening and closing, Director Wei still stood for seven or eight hours.

Upon returning home, he saw indeed the red swollen spot on his left calf had begun to ulcerate.

That patch of red on the pigment‑deposited calf was so conspicuous, Director Wei found it shocking.

"Not doing it, then just do it." His spouse, also a little afraid, said reassuringly.

"Sigh." Director Wei sighed deeply, various feelings left unspoken.

"You're just like someone bitten by a snake once, then afraid of ropes for ten years."

"You don't understand; even our Hospital Blood Vessel Department level is just so-so., Mao Chi, can he also do Shou Bing?" Director Wei said disdainfully.

Actually Mao Chi, Director Mao's level is high; it's just that Director Wei avoids Shou Bing, stubbornly dragging it out for years, always needing an excuse.

"If it rots, the whole house will smell; I'll go back to my parents' place right away." His spouse threatened, "If Amputation happens, I won't serve you, making you piss in bed and sleep in a shit‑piss hole."

Er...

Director Wei immediately thought of bedsores all over his body, plus severe bacterial infection, everything around him was……

This cannot be thought about; the more one thinks, the more nauseating.

After so many years in clinic, what patient hasn't he seen?

Not to mention elderly widows brought from the countryside with no care; even in the city, unfilial children leave elderly bedridden, bedsores rotting to Bone are common.

Wrong! Director Wei suddenly realized how his thoughts had been so biased by his spouse.

On what basis does a little swelling lead straight to Amputation? That's nonsense.

But just as Director Wei was about to rebut, he immediately recalled some clinical cases.

If it were an ordinary person, he probably wouldn't be so pessimistic. But as a doctor, the longer one is in the profession, the more timid. Having seen more cases, two extreme viewpoints arise.

One type doesn't care at all, life and death are fated, wealth and honor are heavenly; the other is quite pessimistic, always imagining the worst outcome for everything.

Director Wei belongs to the second type.

He sighed, looking at the Vein Blood Vessel on his leg spreading like earthworms, feeling utterly helpless.

This is an occupational disease, often standing at the Operating table. Now it's better; most of the time he just watches from below, drives a bit, chats a few sentences. Sitting on a small stool in the Operating Room, he waits for the assistant to finish the Shou Bing, then scrubs in and goes up.

When young, he did everything from start to finish; standing ten-plus hours a day was routine.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" His spouse pulled his thoughts back again.

"It's not just reminiscing about the past; if not for those days of standing ten-plus hours a day..."

"Without those days, you wouldn't be a Director now."

That's reality.

Effort and reward; Director Wei knows he's fortunate. Many put in effort and get nothing…… why is he thinking crooked again.

He frowned, feeling anxious. Just thinking about Shou Bing makes him especially afraid.

Zheng Lao Ban seemed to have said it could be treated with Shou Bing, radiofrequency ablation, ten Minute, walk back.

If it's that simple, couldn't I try it?

He began to hesitate.

If it were Zheng Lao Ban, the Shou Bing shouldn't fail. Probably…… with so many high‑difficulty Shou Bing, even abdominal cocoon syndrome can be resolved, a great saphenous Vein varicosity certainly isn't a disease.

In Director Wei's heart, trust in Zheng Lao Ban and fear of Shou Bing intertwined and battled, ending without a clear winner.

"How are you today?" Seeing him space out again, his spouse asked puzzledly.

"I'm not just wondering whether to let Zheng Lao Ban do the Shou Bing for me." Director Wei sighed.

Zheng Lao Ban, that's the one you've been talking about lately, right?

"Hmm." Director Wei said, "Young, high level—I really don't know how they learned. Every time I see Zheng Lao Ban, I feel I've lived this life to no avail."

"That good?"

"Not just good." Director Wei said a couple of sentences, gradually gaining confidence, he picked up his phone and checked the time.

At this time, bothering Zheng Lao Ban wouldn't be good, and there's nothing else—just doing a radiofrequency ablation Shou Bing.

Or maybe call Mao Chi.

Compared to bothering Zheng Lao Ban, Director Wei doesn't mind bothering Mao Chi anytime.

"Director Mao, are you asleep?"

"Even if asleep, it's fine—get up, go to the bathroom, then continue sleeping."

"This isn't just consulting you about a problem, great saphenous Vein varicosity..."

"Don't talk nonsense; even for Shou Bing, they wouldn't come to you."

"Of course they'd go to Zheng Lao Ban; I don't believe your Shou Bing could be better than his. Anyway, Zheng Lao Ban once told me great saphenous Vein varicosity can be done with radiofrequency ablation—explain it to me."

One call lasted a full half hour.

Director Wei and Mao Chi consulted all the Shou Bing details, procedure, complications, in exhaustive detail.

Mao Chi also intended to scare him, emphasizing the Shou Bing complications, telling Director Wei at least twenty possibilities.

Finally, when Director Wei put down his mobile phone, his complexion looked very bad. Although he doesn't know how many times he has given pre‑operative briefings in his life, that was said to others.

When he heard about many serious complications, Director Wei immediately thought of more things in his mind.

He felt completely unwell.

"How about it, have you made up your mind?" Director Wei's lover asked.

She knows that her old Wei just has this flaw—he's timid. It's only a great hidden vein varicosity; seeing him scare people to such a degree, those who don't know still think he's going to have an amputation.

"Let me think about it again." Director Wei got a bit timid again, sighed, and said: "Let's talk later, let's talk later."

He hurriedly washed up, turned off the light, and went to bed.

Or how about consulting Zheng Lao Ban tomorrow? That could work; first ask Zheng Lao Ban, gauge his reaction, see if he has confidence in the Shou Bing.