Chapter 3047: with translation of chapter title

Zheng Renhe and Su Yun also had nothing else to say, couldn't see the medical records, only knew a rough outline, saying it would be pointless. What Gauze Tumor, Gauze Migration were just speculation.

Feng Xu Hui just drove, never interjected a word, was completely honest and transparent, had no presence, and never even thought about trying to make his presence felt.

Gauze, this kind of thing our 912 does is fine. Su Yun didn't want to go on with Lin Ge's words, so she turned the topic back to gauze.

Such things happen everywhere; as a doctor, no one can avoid them. I once knew a classmate who, from the time he started performing surgeries independently, was constantly Anxiety, even developed obsessive-compulsive disorder, and in the end could only quit surgery and switch to internal medicine.

That example is too extreme; after you've seen enough cases, you gradually get used to it. Zheng Ren laughed.

The Journal of the American College of Surgeons has a report that researchers at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill analyzed 2,285 cases using a wireless radio frequency detection system to track gauze. Su Yun said, "In 11 months, the system helped doctors detect 23 pieces of gauze that were almost left inside nearly 3,000 patients."

I've read this article too, and I find it somewhat unbelievable. Zheng Ren said, "If calculated as one piece of gauze per patient, the probability is as high as 0.76%, nearly eight per thousand, which is too high."

Who knows, but this thing is indeed useful; after each Shou Bing, if gauze is left in the patient's body, the detector will alert the medical staff. Su Yun said somewhat enviously.

That advanced? Lin Ge said somewhat enviously.

How many years old is this thing? We can't get it started domestically. How could a detector not cost us several thousand dollars? Increasing the cost of a Shou Bing by several thousand, you say it's possible? Most patients would refuse. Su Yun laughed, "Besides, patients' families don't understand? Not leaving anything in the belly is the most basic common sense, right?"

That's right." Lin Ge laughed, "That's how it should be, but not having any incidents is simply a fantasy. Minor Shou Bing are okay to talk about, but a major Shou Bing lasting ten-some hours, nurses change shifts two or three times, the lead surgeon's attention is on Blood Vessels and internal organs, gauze what's... it's too easy for accidents to happen."

Not talking about our country; domestic data is meaningless. The United States has 4,000 cases per year of medical devices left inside the body, and that's data from a few years ago. I haven't kept up recently, and I think it's meaningless. Su Yun continued.

A few years ago, Di Du had a hospital where the Urology Department had an incident. Lin Ge said, "It was also a case of gauze falling; the final result was that the lead surgeon was suspended with pay, fined, and barred from the Operating Room for half a year, while the nurse responsible for the count on the spot was immediately fired."

The nurse responsible for the count bears the main responsibility, and there's no disagreement about that. So, the nurses' strong reaction to Old Gu's incident is normal. This is smashing people's rice bowls; Old Gu wouldn't let him step down.

If something really happened, that would be ruining one's reputation. In the end I saw Old Gu get anxious, almost about to curse. You two know, Old Gu has such a good temper, but even a few hours without finding gauze makes him anxious. Lin Ge laughed.

Lin Chu, Su Yun, I think there's no problem with this. Zheng Ren said, "But it's a bit strange."

Huh?" Su Yun asked, looking at Zheng Ren's background, "Are you having a flare-up of your persecutory delusion again?"

No. According to that hospital in Jinhai Shi, the conditions have already reached the extreme; accepting punishment willingly is no problem—if you make a mistake, just stand there and take the beating. But having already made that choice, why still make a separate trip to Di Du?" Zheng Ren said doubtfully.

Lin Ge's heart suddenly tightened; he frowned, pondering Zhao Chengyin's words and expression, but couldn't figure out what was off. However, Zheng Lao Ban's concern made sense—according to that, private hospitals, especially the faction he came from, are born of misers, extremely stingy, so how would they willingly accept punishment?

Let's look at the medical records first." Su Yun didn't care; even if the pressure was high, at worst she'd flick her sleeves and leave—forcing herself to make a false diagnosis was impossible.

On this point, Su Yun was full of confidence.

Along the way, no one spoke; they chatted briefly. Su Yun had Feng Xu Hui not go directly to the health bureau, but first go to that first-class, grade A private hospital in Jinhai Shi to take a look.

A first-class hospital refers to one with 100 or fewer beds, including 100, whose main function is to directly provide preventive, medical, health, and rehabilitation services to a certain population's community as a grassroots hospital or health center.

In everyday terms, it's just a small hospital that treats colds and fevers. The specific grades A, B, C still have evaluation Scores; being able to reach first-class, grade A for a private hospital is also not easy.

The hospital's construction is still of a certain scale, and there's also a newly built building that hasn't been put into use yet.

Private hospitals pop up like bamboo shoots after rain." Su Yun looked at the scale of this hospital and felt somewhat emotional, "It's estimated that soon they'll be evaluated as second-class, grade B, then second-class, grade A, then third-class, grade B."

Who would believe that medicine doesn't make money?" Su Yun muttered to herself.

Public hospitals are different; there are plenty of people receiving empty pay, and this is a historical legacy issue. Every year there are also plenty of people shirking duties, after all, it's a public hospital—these are all headaches for Vice President Yuan." Lin Ge laughed, "If President Yuan steps back to the second line, then Ye Chu will have a headache."

There are good and bad aspects; this isn't something we can decide." Zheng Ren said calmly.

No matter how big this private hospital's scale is, it has nothing to do with him; he hurried to look at the medical records, and after finishing the evaluation, he still had things to do when he went back.

Zheng Ren came along to see the situation because he had never seen a medical record of Gauze Tumor before; this time counts as accumulating clinical experience, so if he encounters a similar situation in the future, as long as he has seen it before, making a diagnosis will give him full confidence.

Zheng Ren thought Su Yun's disdainful attitude toward private hospitals was unnecessary, just as he had said before—if something really happens, it's still the public hospital's medical staff who should step up first.

Private hospital? They have no such obligation.

In between, Zheng Ren didn't know the rights and wrongs, and he couldn't be bothered to think about it.

Several tens of minutes later, arriving at the health bureau, Lin Ge had already contacted the people there.

Several people ushered Zheng Ren and the others in, holding medical records, and Zheng Ren began to flip through them.

The patient was a pregnant woman at five months; when it was judged that the fetus had problems and was already deceased, a cesarean-induced labor Shou Bing was performed.

The postoperative problems were not much different from what Lin Ge had said.

The diagnosis of intestinal obstruction was also made at this hospital, but the follow-up treatment... the more Zheng Ren looked at the medical records, the tighter his brow furrowed.

Judging by the description in the medical records, it seemed simple, but Zheng Ren felt it wasn't that simple on the surface.

Professor Su, Professor Zheng, what would you like to drink?" Zhao Chengyin asked, bowing his body with a gentle smile on his face.