Chapter 2845: with translation of chapter title
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Jiang Zhuren said firmly.
Seeing his expression, Director Wang knew he absolutely could not convince the person before him.
Years of clinical experience had already formed a fixed mindset in him; the idea that persecution delusion caused by allergies or gastrointestinal dysfunction? Such a diagnosis simply did not exist in Jiang Zhuren's mind.
As for what celiac disease is, Jiang Zhuren had no interest in understanding it at all; to him, decades of work experience were already enough.
"Director Wang." Wu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment.
"President Wu, please speak."
"Let's wait for the test kit results before saying anything." Wu Yuanzhang was still cautious; he had seen many patients with mental illnesses, and frankly he could not believe that the persecution delusion was caused by wheat allergy.
These two were worlds apart in Wu Yuanzhang's mind, utterly unrelated.
It would be better to wait for the results before speaking; Wu Yuanzhang, while being cautious, also felt a hint of anticipation. A case that Jiang Zhuren had brought up for "discussion" actually turned out to have a real problem—what a mess!
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Wu Yuanzhang's mind. Especially the photo of Director Wang beneath the banner, which shattered the dimensional wall of his thinking—this was absolutely a good idea!
A few minutes later, Director Wang and Wu Yuanzhang simultaneously received a call from the manufacturer and the head of the inspection department.
IgA-tTG test positive!
Wu Yuanzhang smiled as he hung up the phone; although he didn't know exactly what IgA-tTG was, he was clear that this time, the old-fashioned Jiang Zhuren would lose utterly.
Slap his face in the office?
How low is that? If I really did that, all these years of working in the bureaucracy would have been for nothing. Killing someone doesn't require a knife, and naturally there would be no blood. Pointing at someone's nose and cursing them is just crude work.
"Director Wang." Wu Yuanzhang treated Jiang Zhuren as if he were air, as if he didn't exist, stood up, smiled, and extended his hand, saying, "Thank you, thank you for your hard work."
"President Wu, you're being too polite."
"Zheng Lao Ban also said he wants to do a small intestine endoscopy; is that convenient for your side?"
"Convenient, we have all the relevant materials; Director Ma specifically instructed that if possible, this examination must be done." Director Wang said.
"Then I'll arrange a car on my side to send you to your hospital to complete the examination, and I'll also trouble you to help coordinate." Wu Yuanzhang continued asking: "As for the patient's treatment..."
"As long as she avoids wheat products, she will gradually improve over time." Director Wang said: "There is no other special treatment. The more troublesome part is that at the beginning, when we prevent the patient from eating vegetarian fish, she might suspect that the doctors or family want to persecute her. This is not our specialty; we still need you to handle it."
Is it really that simple? Wu Yuanzhang felt even more assured in his heart, and the smile on his face warmed a bit.
"This kind of thing is our specialty." Wu Yuanzhang laughed: "There's also another matter that will surely trouble you."
Speaking, he had unintentionally switched from "you" (informal) to "you" (formal), and his tone grew a bit heavier.
"President Wu, you're being too polite. We're all colleagues, there's no trouble or not trouble." Director Wang said somewhat cautiously.
"This time it's Zheng Lao Ban's consultation opinion; if it's convenient for your side... Don't worry about me laughing, I know nothing about the psychiatric symptoms caused by celiac disease—I'm completely clueless." Wu Yuanzhang said.
Speaking, he gave a slight smile, his voice neither loud nor soft, warm and gentle like a spring breeze, and he didn't even glance at Jiang Zhuren standing aside. That old fellow must be feeling like sitting on pins and needles, no! He should look bewildered, still unaware of what happened.
"Um..." Director Wang looked at Wu Yuanzhang very cautiously.
He didn't want to get involved in such a conflict between external hospital directors and presidents, from the bottom of his heart.
"Can a small intestine endoscopy basically confirm the diagnosis?" Wu Yuanzhang asked.
"The IgA-tTG test has already confirmed the diagnosis." Director Wang said: "Doing a small intestine endoscopy is to evaluate the patient's disease stage, determine the condition of intestinal malabsorption, so as to have reference for future treatment."
"Also, we'd like you to come give a lecture here, talk about this disease." Wu Yuanzhang said: "Since that incident last time, I've been emphasizing the need to pay attention to differential diagnosis."
Speaking, he lightly patted his face, like a joke: "At the Health Bureau, Professor Su pointed at my nose and asked if we weren't doing differential diagnosis; this old face of mine has completely lost all dignity."
The office was silent.
Only the faux 'pap-pap' sound of Wu Yuanzhang slapping his own face echoed in his heart.
"Recently I've been organizing learning activities; to say that working in medicine is not easy, the responsibility is also great. A misdiagnosis could cost a patient their entire life." Wu Yuanzhang said.
His recent action of slapping his own face was just like slapping Jiang Zhuren's face; the soon-to-retire Jiang Zhuren's expression didn't matter to Wu Yuanzhang. Need to care? As long as he still has a bit of shame in his heart and knows a little propriety, he'd probably want to find a crack in the ground to hide right now.
It's exactly the time to beat a drowning dog; I don't need to care how miserable the drowning dog's cries are!
Back then at the Health Bureau, when Professor Su pointed at my nose and scolded me, why didn't he go! Damn it, he just knew how to make things difficult for me. He himself sent over the case, yet it backfired on his own foot—with this level, he still dares to be a director?
Director Wang felt somewhat embarrassed, pondering how to avoid participating in this matter.
But before he could come up with an excuse to refuse, Wu Yuanzhang continued smiling: "I begged Zheng Lao Ban with a thick skin for this matter; I guess Zheng Lao Ban's side may not have time, but we still need to give him an explanation."
Upon hearing Wu Yuanzhang say that, Director Wang's heart stirred involuntarily.
If you agree, I'll greet Director Ma and borrow you for a day, or you can send someone over." Wu Yuanzhang instantly figured out how to do it; everything proceeded naturally, flawlessly.
"The lecture video will always be sent to Zheng Lao Ban; our hospital will also keep this material. This is experience, and likewise a lesson!" Wu Yuanzhang raised his voice and said.
Especially the two words "lesson," he pronounced them with proper tone and roundness.
"We're not trying to cozy up to the powerful, but having fortuitously received guidance from Zheng Lao Ban and Professor Su, we should definitely remember this." Wu Yuanzhang spoke with increasing certainty, sure this time he would do it splendidly.
As soon as he heard that he could have a connection with Zheng Lao Ban, Director Wang's eyes lit up.
"If possible, I'll invite Zheng Lao Ban once. The chance is slim, but later we should still go to his door to thank him."
Having said that, Wu Yuanzhang's expression turned solemn, and his tone grew a bit heavier.
"Zheng Lao Ban said, any diagnosis related to mental illness must be made with extreme caution; our clinical work these years hasn't caught enough. Not enough—looking back now is truly heartbreaking."
These few words were the start of dissing Jiang Zhuren, but Jiang Zhuren had no idea what was happening, full of doubts, he didn't dare say a single extra word.
"In short, I'll contact Zheng Lao Ban to see if he has time to come once on the weekend." Wu Yuanzhang said: "As for the lecture matter, I'll still need to trouble you; do you think that's okay?"
Good!
Good!
Director Wang agreed without hesitation.
End of Chapter
