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Chapter 2697 Medical Dispute? Qin Wenbin is furious!

"Xiao Xu, you take this patient!" Qin Wenbin went in and saw the situation, and immediately decided to hand the work over to his student.

The patient who hit the person was named Du Miao. It's unclear whether it was intentional or not, but he stabbed the wrong spot twice.

Why don't you just stab me right in the heart!

Everyone's done with it now.

"Teacher, can I...can I do it?" Xiao Xu immediately became a little nervous. Although he had studied for more than two years as a graduate student, he usually only did suturing work and had never performed surgery on the operating table.

Besides, in a department like cardiac surgery that requires a lot of skill, let alone a master's resident, even the doctoral students don't seem to have this kind of treatment. Did he just get a free lunch today?
"Stop talking nonsense. Just come when I tell you to. What are you afraid of, dawdling like this?" People like Du Miao deserve to die. Qin Wenbin felt no remorse at all for handing him over to his students.

These kinds of people waste land when they're alive and waste air when they're dead!
How utterly despicable! Arguing is one thing, but to actually run someone over with a car!
Moreover, I just called the Department of Neurology and told them that the patient Zhang Juan here has injuries of varying degrees on different parts of her body, which clearly indicates that she has been subjected to domestic violence at home.

He's such a bastard!

"Okay!" Xiao Xu regained his courage even after being scolded.

After taking a deep breath, the surgery to treat the trauma began. Du Miao's condition seemed very serious, but in fact, she did not need to go to the intensive care unit. The surgery was completed in just over 30 minutes, and she was even moved directly to a regular ward after the operation.

However, his wife Zhang Juan's condition is not good.

"Okay, I understand, Director Liu!"

"This is it for now!"

Qin Wenbin hung up the phone, not knowing what to say for a moment. He could only let out a long sigh to express his feelings. Zhang Juan suffered a massive brain hemorrhage. Despite the neurosurgery team's best efforts, she ultimately died despite all efforts to save her.

"Teacher, what's going on?" Xiao Xu, who had just completed a surgery independently, was extremely excited at this moment.

"The patient who was brought in with us in the same car accident is gone!"

"This...oh dear, those who should have lived are gone, while those who shouldn't have lived have survived!"

"Alright, that's enough. I've noticed you're being far too talkative all day!" Qin Wenbin glared at him.

"Teacher, isn't this in the changing room? I didn't go out to say anything!" Xiao Xu blinked his little eyes, looking aggrieved.

"You still dare to argue?" Qin Wenbin was also in a bad mood. The student's words actually hit the nail on the head, but some things can only be kept in one's heart and cannot be said.

He scolded, "Stop grumbling all day long! How many times have I told you? Why don't you change? When you're at work, you should use your job title. Who's your teacher?"

"Do you know the saying 'trouble comes from the mouth'? If you say it out of the mouth, you might spit it out at any time. And what's with your stitching today? You insisted on using two stitches when one could have been done!"

"The homework I assigned today was to buy a piece of pigskin with your own money. You're not allowed to sleep until you've done 200 stitches. You can't even do basic work properly, what kind of surgery are you talking about? You're almost graduating from your third year of graduate school, what are you going to do when you go back to your hometown county hospital?!"

"Oh~" Xiao Xu lowered his head, feeling wronged and almost crying. He had finally managed to ask his girlfriend out to see a movie, but it seemed like it was going to be ruined again tonight. Sew 200 stitches, that's a huge piece of pigskin. If he finished this, it would be late at night.

The ward rounds began early the next morning.

After the morning meeting, Qin Wenbin, as the head of the department's administration, naturally walked at the front.

Then, following the senior chief physicians, there were associate chief physicians, attending physicians, newly admitted resident physicians, chief residents, doctoral trainees, and master's trainees.

Normally, in the Department of Cardiac Surgery at Jianghai City First People's Hospital, master's degree resident trainees are considered to be at the lowest level. However, Xiao Xu, as the director's student, received preferential treatment, being given a large teacup and acting as a follower.

"Whose patient is this?" Qin Wenbin discovered the problem in the second ward.

"Director, I..."

"Look at this yourself, it's obvious that the postoperative recovery is inadequate. If the wound continues to develop, it may become infected!" The doctoral resident was given a severe dressing-down. Hospitals are not like companies; there are no Gen Zs in the workplace. The teacher scolded you because he wanted what was best for you.

If I get angry, I'll kick you a couple of times, what can you do about it?

Quit?
There's a saying these days: if you don't do it, plenty of others will.
Qin Wenbin didn't experience any culture shock. In the department, not only the doctoral students, but even the senior chief physicians were criticized without hesitation for making mistakes.

This is all because of absolute strength!

Type A aortic dissection is such a dangerous surgery that no one can guarantee a 100% success rate, but Qin Wenbin performed three cases in a short period of time, all of which were successful and maintained a 100% success rate.

After finishing their rounds, everyone went about their own business. Qin Wenbin's outpatient clinic started at 10 a.m., and now that it was a little past 9 a.m., he planned to go back to his office to rest for a while.

When I passed by the nurses' station.

"Director Qin, this is Du Miao's family member!" a nurse greeted.

The nurses' station was quite busy early in the morning. The head nurse had called the nurses to a meeting. The young nurse on duty was relatively inexperienced and didn't notice that the man's expression was a bit off.

"Hello, Director Qin is Du Miao's attending physician. You can communicate with Director Qin if you have any questions!"

"Du Miao...family member!" Qin Wenbin watched as the man walked towards him, his expression of clenched teeth not at all like someone who wanted to express gratitude.

Instantly, I became alert, and my right hand moved involuntarily.

"Hello Director Qin, I would like to ask how Du Miao is doing now?" As the man spoke, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he clenched his back teeth, appearing somewhat agitated.

"Comrade, Du Miao is in ward number 2, the bed by the window. His condition has stabilized and he's basically out of danger!"

Qin Wenbin's meaning is quite clear: as the saying goes, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt its debtor; if you want revenge or to settle a score, go find the person directly involved.

"You son of a bitch! You bunch of flesh-eating bastards, I'll fight you to the death!" The man suddenly pulled out a utility knife from his pocket and swung it directly at Qin Wenbin.

"Holy crap!" Xiao Xu's eyes widened. He was still a bit far away, but he quickly rushed over in three steps.

The nurses at the nurses' station were also terrified.

"Director Qin, be careful!"

Qin Wenbin, who was prepared, narrowed his eyes and kicked out directly.

He has a very bad temper!
The kick landed squarely on Zhang Juan's brother's stomach, sending him flying backward and landing on his back, the knife in his hand falling to the ground.

"Ah!" The man fell to the ground, his eyes bloodshot, and struggled to get up.

Qin Wenbin reacted quickly; seeing him trying to pick up the kitchen knife, he rushed over and kicked the knife far away!

Unable to get the knife, Zhang Juan's brother roared and tried to grab Qin Wenbin's leg.

Naturally, he couldn't let him catch him so easily. Qin Wenbin pulled his right leg back, bent down and grabbed the man's hand with one hand, while pressing his knee against the man's lower back, thus firmly controlling him.

"Calm down!" he said coldly.

"Ah!" the man roared and struggled frantically, but he couldn't break free.

To be continued...

(End of this chapter)