Zheng Ren's hand went numb.
This is a normal reaction. The trouble Su Yun mentioned was most likely a medical trouble.
How can any doctor not get a headache when he hears the word "medical trouble"
When the hospital was launched into the market, all the conflicts ended up focusing on the doctor-patient relationship. This is a big situation and there is nothing anyone can do about it.
When he was in Haicheng, Zheng Ren also thought about the doctor-patient relationship in a large tertiary hospital in the capital.
Indeed, this place is much better than Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital, but it is definitely not without conflicts between doctors and patients.
After working here for ten days, when Zheng Ren and Dr. Shen were chatting, they heard that there were several large-scale medical disputes in an orthopedic hospital the year before last. The people who came here were all the most professional medical doctors with all kinds of connections. The hospital's medical office and legal consultants were no match for them.
Really, no matter what industry, as long as it reaches the highest level, it is a knowledge. If medical treatment is also a profession.
It seems that 912 is not a pure land. There will also be medical disputes and medical troubles. Zheng Ren hung up Su Yun's call, hurriedly went downstairs, and headed towards the pediatric emergency room.
Although it can't solve any practical problems, going there is just to watch the excitement, and you will feel like a rabbit is dead and a fox is sad. But take a look at what happened and give yourself a heads up.
The pediatric emergency department is a separate building on the side of the hospital gate. It receives more patients, so its scale is larger than Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital.
Before we even got close to the pediatric emergency room, the number of people started to increase.
It seemed that the noise on that side attracted a lot of people's attention, and everyone went to watch the fun.
Zheng Ren felt a little sad. Pediatrics was the department most prone to accidents. There is no one, but one of a kind.
The shortage of pediatricians has reached a certain level. Many pediatricians would rather resign or engage in academic research than stay on the clinical frontline.
Many hospitals across the country no longer have emergency rooms for pediatric patients at night, and the solution to this problem is to lower the threshold for pediatricians.
In recent news, it is said that veterinarians can become pediatricians.
Zheng Ren couldn't agree with this approach.
This will only lead to more and more medical disputes and fewer pediatricians.
What a headache. When he heard words like trouble and dispute, his brain turned to mush.
But we have to say that the dispute rate in large tertiary-level hospitals across the country, such as 912 Hospital, is indeed low.
Because most patients come from all over the world to see the doctor, they are in awe. In addition, doctors are highly qualified and have a low misdiagnosis rate. Patients can receive effective treatment without causing trouble when they are away from home.
What's going on today
Zheng Ren walked quickly through the crowd and saw Su Yun standing on the flower bed from a distance, waving to him.
Spring has come and the flowers are blooming, and the flower beds are gradually taking on fresh colors. But in Zheng Ren's heart, everything was gray.
Arriving at Su Yun's side, Zheng Ren squeezed in. The people next to him glanced at him and saw that he was wearing white clothes, so they didn't say anything.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.
Looking from a distance, a woman was holding a child and crying. In the system panel, the background color of the child was gradually turning pale.
This was the interval between life and death. Zheng Ren sighed.
In any case, there is nothing wrong with a baby still in swaddles.
"Manager Peng and I chatted for a while, reached several agreements, and then hurried back. I thought it was okay, so I walked back just to think about the cooperation process." Su Yun said: "I saw the woman holding her arms The child came out, crying loudly, and at first he said that he was not allowed to see a doctor, and later he said that he had given the wrong medicine and had killed the child."
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
Last year in the emergency department of Pediatrics at Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital, Zheng Ren encountered a gang that carried the bodies of dead children to the hospital for blackmail.
That time it was the system, a big pig, that made a great contribution, because Zheng Ren saw that the system panel was pale and took precautions in advance.
But this time, after listening to Su Yun's words, Zheng Ren's first thought was that the doctor was making trouble, and he was still in a hurry.
The change in the woman's statement means that at the beginning of the matter, she had no idea what to say and could only act accordingly.
This matter...
Zheng Ren sighed again.
"Boss, what are you doing here in white clothes? Are you not afraid of serious trouble? Or do you think that the patient's family will catch him and beat him up?" Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren's white clothes were very dazzling and said directly.
"I just finished watching the movie and haven't changed my clothes yet. I'm about to get a call from you."
"Take off your white clothes and see what's going on." Su Yundao said.
Zheng Ren took off his white clothes, rolled them up, held them in his hands, and squinted his eyes.
People from the hospital's medical office have arrived and are understanding the situation and comforting the patient's family.
However, the situation did not improve because the people from the medical office got involved. Instead, the woman cried even more fiercely, and even hit the clerk at the medical office with the child's body.
Zheng Ren's eyebrows wrinkled.
He can now conclude that this is a medical incident.
Although it was not premeditated or carefully planned long in advance, the patient's mother seemed to know that the child was hopeless and was doing everything she could to make things worse.
When a domestic matter gets too big, all forces will cover it up and spend money to calm things down.
No matter right or wrong.
"Boss, something is wrong." Su Yun also saw the clue and whispered.
There were people around and it was a mess. His words were drowned in various sounds. Except for Zheng Ren, no one around him noticed what the two were communicating.
"Yes, I feel that this matter is not trivial." Zheng Ren looked at it intently, and the hair on his back stood up.
After coming to 912, he watched movies every day and received gratitude and respect from many patients' family members. Zheng Ren didn't think anything of it. At this moment, it seems that he is indeed floating.
Just like Haicheng, you have to maintain a high degree of vigilance, otherwise once you are involved in medical trouble, and there are some people with ulterior motives behind it, things will get out of hand.
When the time comes, let alone calm down and work on the Nobel Prize project, I'm afraid that I might be kicked out to another hospital in despair.
The most serious thing is to directly revoke your medical license...
In that case, the only option is to go abroad.
Zheng Ren's pessimism came to his mind and he imagined all kinds of negative consequences.
Just as he was thinking about it, a group of people poured in from the gate. They came first and then later, but they were not far apart. It looked like they should have come together.
Because so many cars can't be parked at the hospital gate, it seems unorganized.
Several women in their forties or fifties came to the patient's mother and burst into tears. It's the kind that's sad to the core, with snot and tears, that's called sadness.
"This is a labor of love. There are special people who do it." Su Yun explained to Zheng Ren, "Eight hundred a day is a lot of money."
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless. He had never met such a professional person in Haicheng.
City people really know how to play.