Chapter 3046

Zheng Renyi imagined the situation Lin Ge described, and a chill ran through his heart.

If I encountered that, I'd probably be dumbfounded. After the surgery I couldn't just leave—who the hell knows where that piece of gauze went? If I'd closed the chest directly, later developing a fever and finding a foreign object in the thoracic cavity, how would I explain it?!

Damn it!

I hope this kind of fucked-up thing never happens to me, Zheng Ren thought. Being careful is one aspect, luck value is another. Big Pig Trotter is desperately boosting my luck value, probably afraid I'll get into trouble—looking at it, Big Pig Trotter is actually quite thoughtful.

Su Yun was more interested in where the gauze ended up.

"Director Lin, where's the gauze? Where was it later found?" Su Yun pressed.

"Later they pressured everyone until there was no way out, and Director Ye started checking the surveillance footage—hallway and operating‑room cameras—to see the whole procedure and who entered and left the OR." Lin Ge said leisurely, "Then we went person by person; the matter had been escalated by Director Ye to a high level, and I could see he was really ruthless."

"Don't worry about me being laughed at, I sneaked off to the bathroom, took off my clothes and examined myself top to bottom. If it were on me, or if someone had stuffed it onto me, I'd probably be killed by Director Ye the next day."

"He'd kill me as easily as killing an ant," Lin Ge added.

Even years later, when Lin Ge brings up the incident, he still feels terrified.

"We checked everyone who entered and left the OR one by one, and eventually found a visiting student on whom the gauze strip had ended up. He'd come to watch the excitement; the inpatient chief at the time had removed the gauze strip, but it got stuck on his shoe and was carried to another operating room. When he went there he was watching a neurosurgery craniotomy and had no idea what had happened."

"Then what?"

"It was found on his shoe sole. At the time Vice President Yuan said nothing, but the next day at the meeting all visiting students were placed under stricter management, and the operating‑room management level was raised directly to alert status."

"Ha, so that's where it was! I told you!" Su Yun laughed. "When I first started school I could still go into the OR to watch surgeries. Later there was a period of panic, and after that the list of people allowed into the OR had to be strictly checked against the surgery schedule—names had to match. Any academician or hospital president who wanted to just bring someone in was talking nonsense."

"Exactly, the root cause is this incident. It spread from 912 to all the top‑tier hospitals in the capital, and everyone gradually got used to it." Lin Ge talked about the past, but in his mind he was wondering about the hospital where Zhao Chengyin works—it looks like the doctor involved might not keep his medical license.

"This doesn't affect me much; the boss saved Director Lin back then, which counts as letting him off the hook. Still, this kind of thing… forget it, let's talk about the gauze tumor." Su Yun continued, "The boss's gauze tumor is a kind—I haven't looked at the chart, I'm just guessing."

"Gauze tumors have two types. The first is sterile, gradually becoming fibrous and calcified, coexisting harmoniously with the body, often with no symptoms." Su Yun said, "Many patients only discover it decades after surgery, and some really think it's a tumor. Pathology occasionally turns up such findings, and each time everyone gossips about it in the group."

"The second is more serious, called gauze migration."

"Around a gauze tumor, fluid begins to seep out, especially when there's a concurrent infection focus, which worsens local infection. According to literature reports, the main complications of abdominal gauze tumors are intestinal or visceral perforation, obstruction, peritonitis, adhesions, abscess development, fistula formation, sepsis, and migration into the gastrointestinal lumen."

"So even if we don't perform gastrointestinal surgery, retained gauze can still show up in the GI tract—this isn't magic, it's reality. The patient we're about to see likely exemplifies this progression, with the gauze having entered the intestine."

Lin Ge was stunned.

"Director Lin, you've been spoiled rotten—the head of the Dispute Office in the Medical Department actually doesn't know about this; it looks like our work is so thorough we've cleared away too many troubles for you." Su Yun teased.

"Heh." Lin Ge gave a wry smile.

"Let's take a look at the chart. I think this is gauze used for postoperative hemostasis that fell into the abdomen and eventually became a gauze tumor that migrated." Su Yun said, "How to handle it, how to handle it—this is no small matter."

"Professor Su." Lin Ge sat up straight, becoming serious.

"Huh?" Su Yun blinked, then seeing Lin Ge's expression she laughed outright. "Director Lin, is someone coming to you for help?"

Lin Ge sighed; this person really is a sharp‑tongued individual—without saying a word, they already know what's going on.

"Just say what's up, but playing favorites… if the boss didn't know we'd do it behind his back, but since he does, you know what his fucked‑up temper will do."

Su Yun directly threw Zheng Ren under the bus, and Zheng Ren expressed his helplessness.

"No, no, it's like this." Lin Ge said, "The director of that hospital in Jin Hai is my high‑school classmate; I didn't hide it from you two—he just came by, and I sat in his car and talked for over half an hour."

"Their opinion is clear: how to handle it, how to handle it—they acknowledge the gauze ended up in the abdomen, so they want a quick ruling and quick compensation. At first I thought they were being unfair, but now I see they're not at all."

"How to handle it, how to handle it? If it were up to me, the lead surgeon and the instrument nurses would all be responsible—just revoke their practice licenses."

"Yeah, they mean the same thing—the compensation could be over a million, they just don't want it leaked to the media."

"Mmm…" Su Yun began to ponder.

Lin Ge's argument sounds somewhat reasonable, but on closer thought it doesn't resemble the modus operandi of a private hospital. When has capital ever been this generous?

"I'm just reporting to you two—specifically how to do it, how to do it, without pulling any favors."

Although that's what was said, if it were someone else, they would naturally understand.

But on Zheng Renhe and Su Yun's side, it's a different matter. Lin Ge also knows that even if he doesn't say anything, things will be done as they should be, unrelated to what he says.

Zheng Lao Ban giving me food doesn't mean I can violate his principle.

Principle, this kind of thing can be big or small, but judging from Lin Ge's understanding of Zheng Lao Ban, let alone himself, even if Director Kong steps in to make the matter minor, it definitely won't work.

Human feelings—only I owe Zheng Lao Ban, there will definitely be no case of him owing me. Thinking and thinking, the approved flying knife document appeared again before Lin Ge's eyes, he felt he was about to develop a problem.

Su Yun, doing clinical work is really a waste of his talent; if he honed these methods for a few years under the Ye Department, he could take over the Ye Department's duty and become the Director of Medical Affairs.