Chapter 3001: with translation of chapter title

There's really no solid evidence; it wouldn't be appropriate to go to Lin Chu. Chang Yue said.

This is a doctor's genuine view of the Medical Department; there's no way, like one's own boss and Su Yun, to casually pull people from the Medical Department to do errands. Su Yun looked down on Chang Yue's idea, but he didn't say anything.

When we were making rounds just now, I saw the man peeling an apple, his movements very practiced; I'd guess he often peels fruit for women—such men are rare nowadays. Gao Shaojie said, "What's their marital status like?"

The man is on his second marriage, the woman is also on her second marriage, and they've been married for three years. Chang Yue said.

Why did the man divorce?

……

Even Chang Yue couldn't answer that question.

No matter how happily and compatibly she chats with the patient's family, no matter how familiar the relationship, this kind of S-rank privacy issue is absolutely off-limits.

Becoming best friends refers only to this period in the hospital; more so, it involves medical matters, illness, treatment, and the distress, confusion, bewilderment, etc., experienced in Di Du—a series of negative emotions.

"Um... I've asked a lot. Let's put it this way: since Xiao Chang says there's a problem, we'll consider everything from the worst possible angle." Gao Shaojie began to analyze; being older and experienced, he found a thread in the tangled mess and started to pull at it.

If the man has a problem, from admission to surgery, to daily rounds, and finally to just now's rounds, anyone who's noticed any issue can speak up; I'll share my view first.

Gao Shaojie leaned back in his chair, smiling gently and eloquently.

His admission was ordered by Professor Zhao; that's routine. I've observed that the 122 patients Professor Zhao assigned to our team are basically no different from those he personally admits; it can be seen as a probabilistic event.

Zheng Ren found it interesting that Old Gao actually started from Zhao Wenhua's angle to raise the point and began analyzing the matter.

Society is like that; we all size each other up, more or less. Even someone like Old Gao, who appears harmless, is the same. Once you enter society, this great dye vat will leave some mark on a person, more or less.

Besides, the patient's hometown differs from Professor Zhao's; I've noticed that, and after asking around, it seems they don't know Professor Zhao. Gao Shaojie continued, "After admission, the case notes at the Community Hospital were written by Dr. Qi; I did the secondary review, Dr. Chang did the final review—there's no problem."

Coming to the main department to prepare for surgery, Dr. Chang and I went to see the patient; the family was very proactive, even moving chairs for us to sit at the time. Then came the preoperative briefing, with a stack of documents to sign.

The surgery was performed under Gu Xiao Ran's supervision—I'd say it was top-notch. During the operation, Zheng Lao Ban said three things, all important points. Afterward, I suggested 17 areas for improvement; when I escorted the patient back, the family members eagerly came forward to ask.

Gao Shaojie spoke while recalling, organizing his thoughts. He was meticulous; Zheng Ren didn't realize that behind the scenes, Gao Shaojie had done so much unseen work.

Especially since he had been guarding against Zhao Wenhua, which made Zheng Ren feel both amused and sigh.

"Um... at the time I said the surgery went smoothly, and that a second-stage operation in 5–7 days would allow discharge home; the family's mood seemed to shift a little." Gao Shaojie said, recalling a vaguely off point.

What change?

I was pulling the cart back to the ward, and as I pulled, the cart veered. Gao Shaojie said.

Normally, a cart needs someone in front to steer and someone behind to push. Usually, patient families aren't familiar with the hospital's internal layout, so doctors handle the steering while families just push from behind.

The cart veering meant the patient's family wasn't pushing from behind.

I glanced over; the patient's family seemed dazed, not knowing what they were thinking.

You're sure they didn't make a phone call? Su Yun asked.

Gao Shaojie thought carefully, then nodded: "No, he was just dazed. Actually, it wasn't long—about three seconds. When I noticed something off, I called him over to push the cart, and then the family members cheerfully helped push the cart back to the ward."

Regarding this detail, Gao Shaojie couldn't say what else might be more subtly wrong.

If Chang Yue were present, she might notice some things, but Gao Shaojie couldn't handle matters that vary from person to person.

Moreover, in normal work and life, everyone has moments of absentmindedness. For patient families, it's just a temporary lapse; nobody would consider it a problem or observe closely. That's the norm—being able to recall so many details already shows Gao Shaojie's meticulousness.

After Gao Shaojie finished, Lin Yuan began to add. This girl has a cheerful personality; aside from the surgery, she notices fewer details than Gao Shaojie does, so there's not much she can contribute.

Gu Xiao Ran hesitated, then said, "Apple—I think there's a problem. After the surgery, when I checked on the patient, the family member was peeling an apple. I told them that after surgery they must abstain from food and water for 24 hours, but they said, 'One apple a day keeps disease away.'"

That's a slogan apple vendors came up with during the United States financial crisis; why would it be used as medical terminology? Su Yun said.

That's roughly the meaning. Later, I checked in the Evening on patients I'd operated on myself; I saw the two of them eating apples together, laughing happily. Ah! The patient's IV bag had swollen; the family member had dealt with it, and the nurse only arrived after the handling was done.

Gu Xiao Ran saw that after she said this, Zheng Lao Ban's expression looked off, and she immediately explained, "It's not that the nurse was late; it's that the family member is too experienced. I also asked if they'd ever worked as a nurse, and they said, 'Long illness makes one a doctor; we've been married three years and have cared for the patient for three years, making us more professional than many new nurses.'"

That's also the truth—long illness makes one a doctor; there's nothing more to say.

"That's all there is." Gu Xiao Ran said, having finished what she knew, and then stopped.

Zheng Ren felt it was still quite normal for a loving couple; as for why they divorced earlier, why they married someone with end-stage liver cirrhosis—those gossip‑like questions—Chang Yue doesn't know, and surely no one else does either.

Chang Yue, anything else? Zheng Ren asked, seeing Chang Yue lost in thought.

I had just thought of something, but you interrupted me. Chang Yue said unhappily.

Zheng Ren also felt helpless; that line sounded like something he often said to others.

It's just my feeling; maybe I'm mistaken. Chang Yue said, "Let's call it a day—we haven't even had lunch; I'll think it over myself."

Chang Yue might have been too focused, failing to notice that she was merely a member of the Medical Team, not the team leader Zheng Lao Ban, and she overstepped by speaking for Zheng Lao Ban in dismissing the meeting.

Zheng Ren chuckled, unbothered.