Chapter 2904: with translation of chapter title

Zhu Liangchen sat anxiously before his desk, absentmindedly pondering the matter.

Facing Zhou Chun Yong's aggressive posture, he constantly struggled to cope; even relying on Kong Lao Da's connections to reach Zheng Lao Ban, he was always overwhelmed and could barely breathe.

He thought that by transferring Zheng Lao Ban's Comrade-in-Arms over, he had done Zheng Lao Ban a favor. In Zhu Liangchen's view, within the Di Du Hepatobiliary division's staffing, such a favor was nowhere insignificant.

As for gradually handling Zheng Lao Ban's connections, Zhu Liangchen was ready to fawn, but he couldn't bring himself to grovel right away, after all Zheng Lao Ban was too young.

But everything that happened was not as he had imagined.

Liu Xu zhi took a leave without pay to work at Kong Lao Da's cosmetic hospital as the business vice president, which Zhu Liangchen could not retain.

It certainly wouldn't come to the point of breaking with Kong Lao Da over just Liu Xu zhi.

Moreover, Zhu Liangchen knew that, given Liu Xu zhi's temperament, what he could do was hardly up to him; it was Zheng Lao Ban or Su Yun behind the scenes calling the shots.

He couldn't slander Zheng Lao Ban, but Zhu Liangchen still had some sense. After thinking it over, he began to resentfully ponder Zhou Chun Yong—this bastard was engaging in malicious competition! How could one just casually give a deputy chief position to a doctor from a frontier town?

This was an unreasonable move that turned the tables on him, yet Zhu Liangchen had no recourse.

Even with ten thousand grievances in his heart, he could only accept reality. Zhu Liangchen pondered repeatedly how, after first contacting Zheng Lao Ban during the Earthquake Relief, Zhou Chun Yong had gradually won it back—why exactly?

Nobody is a fool, and Zhu Liangchen can be said to be quite shrewd; he knows exactly where the mistake lies.

He couldn't match Zhou Chun Yong's thick skin; thinking of this, Zhu Liangchen felt helpless.

Is saving face useful? Although he had already prepared himself mentally, Zhu Liangchen still couldn't bring himself to lose face at the crucial moment.

Besides all that, it was only after Liu Xu zhi left that Zhu Liangchen realized how important that honest, plain-spoken frontier fellow was.

He never complained of fatigue; standing through a morning of Shou Bing, Zhu Liangchen didn't need to step forward—just watching from below sufficed. But after Liu Xu zhi left, Zhu Liangchen could only lead the other doctors onto the stage.

Zhu Liangchen understood the intermediate entanglements of interest; young people using it truly lacked Liu Xu zhi's ease. Involving in such work was like other Shou Bing, or perhaps a bit harder, after all it required threading lines, and few were skilled.

Liu Xu zhi had originally been a treasure he had picked up, but… whenever he thought of it, Zhu Liangchen even felt a grudge toward Kong Lao Da.

As he was thinking, the landline rang.

Zhu Liangchen absentmindedly picked up the phone; after hearing just a couple of sentences, his expression changed instantly.

"Hmm, I'll be right over."

"I don't even remember the specifics; I'll go look at the films first and then talk."

"Okay."

After hanging up, Zhu Liangchen felt his head swell to twice its size.

The call came from the Medical Department, saying a patient had lodged a complaint against him. As for the patient's name and condition mentioned by the Medical Department, Zhu Liangchen drew a blank; he couldn't recall anything.

He didn't know where this misfortune had flown in from.

"Damn it, why has everything been going wrong lately?" Zhu Liangchen thought gloomily. He had just been tangled up by Zhou Chun Yong, and now he'd run into a medical dispute—hopefully it wouldn't be serious.

He slowly rose to his feet, recalling the simple condition stated by the staff member of the Medical Affairs Dispute Office. The patient was said to have biliary duct dilation, had been running a fever, and the CT showed high-value consumables for the biliary ducts.

The biliary stent had been placed, yet he was being complained about for doing nothing! Zhu Liangchen seethed inwardly.

He wasn't in a hurry; instead, he walked with his hands behind his back all the way to the Medical Affairs Dispute Office. The habit of walking with hands behind his back he'd learned from Kong Lao Da, and he didn't know when Zhu Liangchen had also grown accustomed to walking that way, especially when facing major matters.

Being complained about was a major matter for a doctor, after all it could either be settled with a smile or escalate further.

Things are better now, but five to ten years ago many hospitals were even disrupted by patients' families hanging banners, setting up coffins in outpatient clinics, and burning paper, making normal medical procedures impossible to maintain.

Whenever major events arise, one needs to stay calm; Zhu Liangchen reminded himself not to lose his composure due to recent worries.

Arriving at the Medical Department, the door of the Dispute Office was open, and faint voices of staff chatting with the patient's family could be heard inside.

There were no hoarse shouts, no wailing; Zhu Liangchen thought the matter probably wasn't serious.

Reaching the doorway, Zhu Liangchen saw a woman about fifty sitting in a chair, sniffling and tearing up as she spoke.

Meanwhile, the Dispute Office staff member opposite her was chatting with her; this should be first establishing a basic consensus through empathy, then observing how things develop bit by bit.

Zhu Liangchen frowned and asked, "Little Liu, what's wrong?"

The staff member named Liu Dexiang immediately stood up, smiling and said, "Director Zhu, this is a family member of a patient you operated on 14 years ago."

"Fourteen years… damn, it's been that long, coming to find me for what?" Zhu Liangchen was already annoyed, and hearing Liu Dexiang's introduction made him instantly angry.

"Hmm, explain the situation." Zhu Liangchen sat down in the chair, not even looking at the patient's family, and spoke to Liu Dexiang.

"It's like this, Director Zhu. I communicated with the patient's family, and she doesn't understand the procedure." Liu Dexiang chuckled and said, "This isn't about registering at another hospital for treatment; they said there was a biliary duct problem and told them to go to the hospital that performed the first surgery. Later they went to 912, saying you had been transferred to the Di Du Hepatobiliary department."

Zhu Liangchen was somewhat impatient.

"She couldn't even get an appointment with you, and I don't know who gave her the idea to come complain to the Medical Department." Liu Dexiang also laughed helplessly as he recounted the whole story.

Zhu Liangchen judged that she must have learned these circumstances during the time he had been walking over.

Yet coming to complain about nothing and still wanting to see him for treatment—wasn't that a sign of mental trouble? Zhu Liangchen felt even more annoyed, his mood quite poor.

"What surgery did the patient previously undergo?"

"Director Zhu, my family's Old Sun is called Sun Xiwang—do you remember?" Seeing Zhu Liangchen's stern and displeased expression, the woman timidly said, "I really have no choice; sorry, sorry."

"I don't remember." Zhu Liangchen waved his hand indifferently, "I performed that surgery 14 years ago; over these 14 years I've seen tens of thousands of patients—how could I possibly recall every name?"

"Well, the Lianhua Township Hospital diagnosed my family's Old Sun with gallstones, then he went to the county for surgery, and something went wrong during the operation…" The woman continued recounting the past events.

As soon as the mention came of problems during surgery at the lower-level hospital, the scope of his thoughts narrowed considerably, and Zhu Liangchen immediately realized what had happened.