The Surgeon’s Studio

Chapter 2357: 2327 was drawn by lot

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The college entrance examination is over, and Zheng Ren has no idea about it.

Although I occasionally think of such a memorable day in my memory, the days of the college entrance examination are completely different from those of my own time. It really brings back the memories of my youth.

For Zheng Ren, the biggest meaning of such a day is that Gao Shaojie is coming, and he will have more manpower.

One day, Zheng Ren was performing an operation and kept tapping Lin Yuan with hemostatic forceps to correct some deviations in the details of her operation. Su Yun pressed the intercom button.

"Boss, Director Ye's phone number."

"Oh, the operation will be completed soon, please ask Director Ye to wait a moment." Zheng Ren said, a cold light flashed in his hand, and with a "pop", the hemostatic forceps hit Lin Yuan's wrist.

"Here you need to apply force to the 32° position of the second quadrant. You are using brute force again." Zheng Ren said immediately, "Be gentle, feel, feel, after all..."

Su Yun let go of the button, really too lazy to listen to his boss's nagging.

To be honest, Lin Yuan's performance was pretty good.

However, it is no less than a fantasy to expect that a newly graduated student can take on the important task of TIPS surgery as soon as he comes to the clinic.

As for the intrauterine interventional surgery, Su Yun chuckled. Even he didn't dare to do it easily. Lin Yuan wanted to do it... first wait for five years in the interventional department before deciding.

This is still a talent that can be learned. If it were an ordinary person, they would never be able to undergo intrauterine interventional surgery in their lifetime.

A few minutes later, Zheng Ren tore off the sterile gown and walked out. He was applying pressure to stop the bleeding and was preparing to change the patient.

"Boss, I won the prize!" Su Yun's face was filled with a fake smile.

Zheng Ren glanced at him and asked lightly: "What's going on?"

"You were chosen by lot, a medical dispute in Nanshan City."

"..." Zheng Ren was silent.

Medical disputes, if the hospital cannot suppress them, have several options.

The first step is to go to the health bureau of your city and have the local medical association do the appraisal. This step involves drawing lots to avoid having to deal with favor cards.

But if the patient's family does not trust him, he has to go through a lot of procedures before the higher-level medical association draws lots to find a doctor to make a judgment.

Second, in the middle of the matter, the matter reached the Medical Adjustment Committee. If we want to make a judgment here, we need a forensic doctor to carry out this step.

Third, at the end of the matter, the court side...

Zheng Ren knew very well what Su Yun meant. It must be a medical dispute in Nanshan City. The local medical association could not resolve it, so he came to the imperial capital's medical association registration database to draw lots.

In the end, I was drawn, but when did I enter the database

Seeing Zheng Ren's expression, Su Yun leaned on the back of the chair and said leisurely: "Boss, you are a little bit obsessed with it. You are already a chief physician, a nationally renowned expert... why do you say it so weirdly?"

He scratched his head, a little disdainful of the term nationally renowned expert.

Zheng Ren smiled, "What patient? What should I do?"

"Director Ye received the news and will go to Nanshan City tomorrow afternoon. It is said that he is a 14-year-old Internet addicted boy. He planned to quit gaming six months ago and study hard. But after a while, the child developed mental symptoms and turned over tables and smashed things at home. Glass or something.”

"Huh?" Zheng Ren frowned.

Su Yun knew that his boss rarely used mental diseases to diagnose mental symptoms, so he smiled and said, "It's already very good. I took my family to the Nanshan Mental Hospital to see a doctor. I will know what the diagnosis is after looking at the medical records. I didn't send it. The family at Thunder King Dharma King’s place is pretty good.”

Zheng Ren shook his head.

"I was prescribed medication at the mental hospital and took oral medication. It was effective at first. But a few days ago, the child developed other symptoms. His hands and feet were stiff, and he had difficulty speaking." Su Yun simply stated, "The family thinks it is a mental hospital. There was a problem with the treatment, and eventually there was a commotion, and now the situation is more serious.”

"When will the medical records be sent?"

"The electronic medical records have been monitored. It seems we will have to wait until we go there." Su Yundao said.

If this is the case, it seems that the situation is more serious. But think about a teenage child whose illness becomes more serious as time goes by, and now he has to face the rest of his life... No, teenagers are the age when the flowers have not yet bloomed and are in bud.

The rest of his life is like a cerebral infarction patient, and his family will definitely not accept it.

Just go and take a look. Zheng Ren didn't think about it constantly. Looking back, he saw Lin Yuan sending the patient down and Gu Xiaoran bringing another patient up. He then went into the operating room and started operating on Gu Xiaoran.

Speaking of the most basic qualities and understanding, Gu Xiaoran is much worse than Lin Yuan. But Zheng Ren took the trouble to tap his wrist over and over again, teaching him from almost the most basic level.

Now Gu Xiaoran has performed surgery properly. Although he is still far from independent surgery, the progress is visible to the naked eye.

The busy day was over. At noon the next day, after the operation, Zheng Ren took a look at the patient, then he and Su Yun got into the car waiting at the entrance of the inpatient department and drove all the way to Nanshan City.

When they arrived at the Nanshan Medical Association, several people got the news and stood at the door to greet Zheng Ren.

The leader of Nanshan City's health department shook hands with Zheng Ren with a smile on his face, and then introduced Director Wu of the mental hospital.

Said to be the dean, Zheng Ren knew that it should be the vice dean in charge of clinical work. Generally, when there is a business dispute, the adverb will be removed.

For example, when Director Kong talks about Lin Yuan's father, he will never talk about Vice President Lin, but Dean Lin. Unless the Grand Dean is in front of you, this is an unspoken rule.

After a brief exchange of greetings, they came to a room and Zheng Ren said straight to the point: "Let's take a look at the medical records first."

"Boss Zheng, that's it." Dean Wu began to report the situation to Zheng Ren, "The patient is 14 years old this year. Half a year ago, because of..."

He briefly introduced the situation, which was not complicated and similar to what Su Yun said yesterday.

At that time, a doctor at the mental hospital diagnosed mania and subsequently prescribed psychotropic drugs for treatment.

The effect was good at first, but after a while, the effect of the drugs stopped working, and the manic episodes came closer and closer, becoming more intense, and at one point the child even walked around with a knife.

The dosage of medication was increased for treatment, but one day the child suddenly began to have problems with his limb coordination. I often rushed forward when walking, and fell easily. My hands and feet became stiff, and later I couldn't even speak.

I went to a mental hospital and had an MRI, and found a shadow inside my skull. I initially thought it was brain cancer...

Something went wrong with the medication that the family thought was psychotropic, and my mother went crazy and sought help from a doctor in a mental hospital.

Finally, Dean Wu smiled bitterly and said: "Boss Zheng, this is the situation. I'm sorry to disturb you. We have had several consultations and feel that it has nothing to do with us."

Zheng Ren glanced at him, his expression a little cold.