The Civilian Hospital in Shanghai is a well-known hospital in China. It has everything from pediatrics to ENT, surgery, internal medicine, oncology, obstetrics and gynecology. Zhen Fei, an intern at the Medical University, was lucky to be admitted as an intern at the Civilian Hospital, and was assigned the most contradictory, medical skills requiring the most comprehensive emergency department.
At the morning regular meeting, Fang Kangyong, the chief physician of the emergency department, presided over the meeting with a solemn expression: "The family of the one-bed patient Ma Dafu who was sent yesterday made it clear that he could not pay for the operation. Now his condition can no longer be delayed. What should I do? ?"
The four attending doctors in the office, including the head nurse Wen Xiaoge, looked at each other, feeling as heavy as Fang Kangyong. Lack of money for treatment is a very serious problem. Does the hospital provide treatment to patients?
Without treatment, the hospital is obviously unkind, disregarding the patient's life, death and pain, and who will pay for medical expenses and hospitalization expenses for continued treatment? The hospital also has difficulties.
"Then use a cheaper method for treatment." A discordant voice sounded.
Everyone looked up and saw Zhen Fei, a new intern, a 21-year-old intern with deep sunken eye sockets and big eyes.
Zhen Fei's appearance has fascinated many girls, and they all say that he has the charm of a mixed race. Although Zhen Fei explained that he was an authentic Han Chinese every time, the more he explained, the more the girls thought he was "fun".
"You said that cheap treatment is to use cheap drugs?" Hu Tiankai, the attending doctor of the patient Ma Dafu, said mockingly: "However, Ma Dafu is in the advanced stage of bowel cancer. His family members are unwilling to bear even the cheapest medicine. Sometimes, we should also respect the opinions of the patients’ family members and let the patients go through the final journey of life safely."
With an expression of unbearable expression, Zhen Fei's angry youth generally said: "What you mean is to let the patient wait for death, how can the patient come down safely? Do we expect the patient to have the courage to face death and have the courage to talk and laugh?"
"Then what do you say?" Hu Tiankai, the attending doctor, said with a sneer: "Or, you can advance the medical expenses for the patient. My salary is only more than 40,000 yuan a year. I have to face buying a house and coaxing my girlfriend. It is impossible to spend such a large sum of money to treat patients."
Zhen Fei ignored Hu Tiankai's words and said to Fang Kangyong, director of the emergency department: "Director Fang, I think acupuncture can be tried."
"Acupuncture?" Fang Kangyong looked at Zhen Fei like an idiot, and said, "I have never heard that acupuncture can cure cancer. Zhen Fei, can you confirm that your brain is still awake?"
"Of course, I've never been so sober." Zhen Fei said very simply.
The witty head nurse Wen Xiaoge couldn't help but speak: "Zhen Fei, how do you convince me?"
"The result is the most convincing." Zhen Fei's most attractive eyes sparkled. At this moment, his cheek muscles were tense, and it looked like a sturdy line carved out of stone.
The attending doctor Hu Tiankai clapped his hands and said, "That's good. At the very least, let the patient's family see the cold-blooded animal that our doctor is not very thorough, and have been trying their best to rescue his relatives."
Everyone understands what Hu Tiankai meant, that is, agreeing to let Zhen Fei give Ma Dafu acupuncture and moxibustion for a while, so that the patient's family can raise money as much as possible. Due to the low cost of acupuncture and moxibustion, Ma Dafu, a poor patient, cannot hold the hospital for not treating him.
Wen Xiaoge reacted immediately and said, "Doctor Hu, you are putting Zhen Fei on the fire. If the patient's family knows the truth, why don't you tear Zhen Fei to pieces?"
Hu Tiankai shrugged his shoulders and grinned and said, "Then there is no better way. No money is a taboo for seeking medical advice. The hospital is not a charity, and it can give patients free treatment."
After thinking about it, Fang Kangyong, the director of the emergency department, came to a conclusion and said: "Let's let Zhen Fei have a try, Head Nurse Wen, you can apply for the green treatment channel of the hospital to see if you can reduce some treatment fees for Ma Dafu. "
Wen Xiaoge said helplessly: "Director Fang, you have applied for the green channel for the second time in a week. The dean will scold you."
"Just scold it." Fang Kangyong said helplessly: "Who makes our department special? Every patient sent is an emergency department, and there is no energy to investigate the patient's property. If the investigation is clear, wait for rescue. After paying the fee, the patient is dead."
The morning meeting ends up unhappily. This is the daily reality of the emergency department. Saving people is important, and money is also very important. When both are taken care of, you may lose the other at any time.
After getting Fang Kangyong's approval, Zhen Fei came to the thirty-one bed Ma Dafu. Ma Dafu was lying alone in the sex, not even a person to accompany the bed.
Zhen Fei asked in surprise: "Where are your family members?"
Bowel cancer is very painful. Ma Dafu endured the pain, his face was distorted, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I have gone to raise money, but there is no hope. My relatives have borrowed it and spent more than 300,000 yuan. The disease is still uncured, doctor, please give me a stab and let me die."
"Oh, in that case, I would become a murderer." Zhen Fei said lightly, and even joked with Ma Dafu.
A patient next to him said: "Since it is terminally ill, it is still so painful, and living is also suffering, alas! Life is better than death, life is better than death..."
His words made several patients next to him nod their heads in agreement: "Yes, life is better than death. I hope that the country will pass the'euthanasia' legislation as soon as possible, so that I can get rid of it early."
Zhen Fei does not want to listen to these unambitious words. He is a doctor. Since he has chosen this job, he will relieve the pain of the patient instead of killing the patient. Even because of his poor medical skills and unable to save all the patients, he will be let him. Feels uncomfortable, uncomfortable.
Zhen Fei said to Ma Dafu, "Uncle Ma, come with me."
"Why?" Ma Dafu pressed his stomach with both hands, wishing to take out the intestines inside, let the severe pain away from the body, or die as soon as possible.
"Heal you." Zhen Fei turned and left.
After hesitating, Ma Dafu reluctantly got up and followed behind.
The rescue room was messy. A patient who had just been involved in a car accident was brought in. Doctor Hu Tiankai frowned and said, "Yi Ren, it won't hurt after the anaesthetic strength comes up."
"Grass, this is not your leg. Of course you don't have any pain." The injured patient couldn't help but yelled.
Shaking his head, Zhen Fei sighed. He was even scolded by the patient when he treated the sick and saved people. Is this the job of a doctor? With a glance, he quickly turned away, and the head nurse Wen Xiaoge, who was holding the infusion tube, hurried over and almost bumped into Zhen Fei's body.
Zhen Fei greeted Ma Dafu, who was lying inside, and drew the curtains. People outside could not see here. Zhen Fei took out a shiny metal box from his pocket and slowly disinfected it with alcohol.
"Are you going to give me acupuncture?" Ma Dafu was always watching Zhen Fei's every move.
"Well, don't you want to try a new treatment?" Zhen Fei blinked her eyes, stretched her fingers, like flying butterflies, and quickly disinfected the needles.
"Cut, don't want to lie to me, I know what you guys think. I didn't think I had any money, so I thought of a way to fool me." Ma Dafu has spent most of his time in the hospital this year. Guessed some truth in my heart.
"It may be like this in the eyes of others, but my acupuncture technique is unparalleled in the world, and most people can't think of the wonders of the curative effect."
"I don't expect acupuncture to cure the disease. It's best if you stabbed me to death. I can still get a medical malpractice compensation in my family. Come on." Ma Dafu wanted to think about it. You can afford it.
Zhen Fei smiled and said, "Open your clothes and your patient is on your stomach. I need to see the skin to find the acupuncture points."
"Little doctor, have you memorized the 70 acupuncture points?"
"You are wrong, not 70 acupuncture points, but 1191 acupuncture points, and thirty-six acupuncture points are hidden, don't you know that?" Zhen Fei was talking, and his hand was not slow. The needles penetrated into more than ten acupoints including Tianshu, Abdominal Jie, and Shihai of Ma Dafu.
After the needle went down, Ma Dafu breathed a long sigh of relief and stretched out his eyebrows and said, "Little doctor, your acupuncture is not bad, and the stomach is not very painful. Can you just leave the needle in my stomach like this?"
"No, what else do you feel?" Zhen Fei gently twisted the needle, and according to the method mentioned in the book "Yin and Yang Needle", he lifted and pulled the needle. The action was lightning-like, and the fingers fluttered like a slender lady. It's the same as embroidering, and then gently input the mana in the Dantian Zhihai along the needle.
This is what makes him different from ordinary people. Since practicing Yin and Yang Jue, he has accumulated a large amount of mana in the sea of knowledge in his dantian. The use of mana is very wide. It can not only heal people, but also change his physique. The body becomes stronger.
It’s been a long time since Ma Dafu, who is ill, feels so refreshed in his body. Since he got bowel cancer, he has been taken into hell all of a sudden. Every day he rolls in pain, tearing strands of the bed sheet and banging his head with his head. You can't reduce the pain a little bit by hitting the wall.
Obviously knowing that Zhen Fei’s acupuncture is not very useful for cancer, but it can relieve the pain in the stomach, and finally it has a little effect. Ma Dafu said happily: "Little doctor, your methods are really smart, and the stomach no longer hurts. , There is also a feeling of wanting to fart. If I can’t help but fart, don’t blame me for not respecting you enough."
"You are a patient. What's the matter of passing a fart? Farting is the gas in your stomach. It means that your digestive system is unobstructed. If you can't even fart, then there is a problem with your intestines and a blockage."
"I don't understand this medical knowledge, I know that farting is very impolite." Ma Dafu chatted with him, acupuncture and moxibustion alleviated the pain, and his mouth was idle.
"That's a misunderstanding of farting, and the smell of farting is not so good. This is why people should not mention it. However, in the doctor's opinion, this is normal. If anyone farts very fragrant, it must be a patient." Zhen Fei usually likes to talk. Small talk can relax his mind. The more nervous he is, the more he wants to talk.
After half an hour of acupuncture and moxibustion, Zhen Fei pulled out the needle, and Ma Dafu hurriedly said, "Don't pull the needle, just plug it in."
"That's really dangerous. A needle can pierce your intestines, and there will be no way to fart then."
"Pull out the needle, my stomach started to hurt again." Ma Dafu said with a frown.
"Uncle Ma, this is the psychological effect. Just remove the needle, how can it hurt so quickly? Don't worry, the curative effect of my acupuncture and moxibustion can make you feel no pain for an hour."
"Yo, little doctor, your acupuncture is so magical, then you can give me a needle again in an hour." Ma Dafu said expectantly.
"Okay, when you feel pain, please find me at any time." Zhen Fei didn't care, Shi Shiran walked out.
The patient in the car accident outside the bed has been sent to the operating room. A woman who committed suicide by diving has been replaced. Her long black hair is very messy. She fell down from the hospital bed. The patient’s mouth has an oxygen mask. The director Fang Kangyong is doing it for her. Cardiac resuscitation rescue.
Zhen Fei blankly watched Director Fang rescue the patient. The little nurse next to him shook his head helplessly and said: "Three minutes have passed, Director Fang, there is no rescue value anymore. People are desperate to die, but we are struggling." )