Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 286: Mentality (Subscription Request)
"Aren't you afraid that I will report you?" The woman looked Zhou Yanqing up and down.

"Sister, you have the wrong concept. Refusing diagnosis and refusing treatment are not the same thing."

"Just because the hospital has to accept patients doesn't mean the professor has to accept emergency surgery!~"

Zhou Yanqing said: "It's useless even if you want to report me. I am definitely willing to perform surgery on you, but if you report me for not asking the professor to perform surgery on you, then do as you please. This will only waste and delay your time!"

There will always be people who feel that they are different from others, and there will always be people who feel that when they come to the hospital, the professor has to show up.

Of course, at this moment, Dr. Zhang Liaolong, the attending doctor in the surgical clinic, had just finished seeing the emergency patients inside, so he came out and said, "Don't worry about it, the two of you. Do you want to have the surgery or not?"

"If you want to do it, just sign and do it. If you don't want to do it, go find someone from another hospital. Why are you making things difficult for Dr. Zhou?"

"You look down on others and yet you still want to order them around?" Zhang Liaolong has better experience in dealing with this.

"I'm not looking down on you?" the young man quickly explained.

"You are just being hypocritical. You almost stepped on someone's face with your foot, and you still say you respect others."

"Don't you think about one thing? If Dr. Zhou's skills are not up to standard, why would their department let him perform this kind of surgery?"

"Your child is enrolled in an interest class outside, and you insist on having the best teacher in China teach him. Aren't you being unreasonable?"

"If Dr. Zhou really couldn't handle it, he would have called his superiors. This is a routine injury. There are at least eight cases of tendon injuries like this in the emergency department every day."

Zhang Liaolong said, "They are all young people, and Dr. Zhou is also working, so don't make things difficult for him, okay?"

"Besides, it may not be as effective to go to the professor as it is to go to Dr. Zhou. If you don't believe me, go to another hospital and ask Dr. Zhou Yanqing how he sutures the tendon."

After listening to Zhang Liaolong's suggestion, the young man and woman signed the agreement hesitantly and walked out of the hospital.

The two of them walked to the door and asked the nurse at the reception desk: "Nurse Qin, we have an emergency now. Can we still see the doctor when we come later?"

Nurse Qin tilted her head and asked, "It's okay. The doctor will see all the appointments you made today."

"What could be more urgent than being injured?"

"Family matters." The woman replied.

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The two then took a taxi to Xiangya Second Hospital.

Xiangya Second Hospital does not have a trauma center, so the routine procedure is still followed. After arriving at the emergency department, register, go to the surgical clinic, and then wait for consultation.

Han Gen hurried to the emergency department and said, "Your injury is a tendon injury. There is no damage to the blood vessels or nerves. It's not a big problem. Just sew it up."

"I'll go write you a prescription and have a conversation with you to sign."

"Wait a minute, Dr. Han." The young man said hurriedly after hearing this.

"Well, I read on the Internet that if the tendon is not sutured properly, it may leave a lot of sequelae, so, can you ask a professor to come and perform the operation on me?" The young man smiled like a flower and his eyes were charming.

"Why don't you call and ask Secretary Yang to come over and see the patient with me?"

"When I look at beautiful women, my mood at work will be a hundred times better!" Han Gen paused while writing in the medical record and asked back.

"Doctor Han, what do you mean?" the woman asked.

"When you come to the hospital for emergency treatment, is that like buying vegetables at the market or choosing a massage therapist at a massage parlor? You can choose whoever you want?"

"It's up to you whether to have the surgery or not. I'll do it! If you look down on me, go somewhere else. Let me be honest, I have two more wounds that need to be stitched." Han Gen was not kidding him.

Half an hour later, the emergency department of the Second Hospital came with three consecutive cases of tendon injuries, and he was sent packing.

Very busy, and his tone was rude.

"Your attitude is not good?" said the young man's wife. "Sister, if my attitude was not good, I would have followed the principle of first come first served and let you wait here. Over there, the elder brother and the younger sister must have seen it."

"Others are injured and waiting there, but I'm in a hurry to see you first. What else can I do? Do I have to walk over here on my knees?"

"Don't say so much. The professor can't come, so I'm the one who sews it. Do you want me to sew it?" Han Gen raised his head and asked with a critical look.

"Why can't the professor come?"

"Aren't we patients?" the young man's wife pressed.

“We want better treatment.”

Han Gen said: "Now, go to Huanghua Airport and buy a ticket to Kyoto. The Jishuitan Hospital in Kyoto has a hand surgery department that is the temple of our China!"

"Go there and find a professor who is the best in the world!"

"Or go to Huashan Hospital in Magic City!~"

"Go."

The woman was instantly annoyed: "Why are you like this, doctor?"

"That's the reason, isn't it? I'm the one who handles the emergency department in our hospital. Please don't waste other patients' time."

"To sew or not? It's just a matter of one sentence. Or you can hesitate for a while and wait until I finish dealing with the two patients above, okay?" Han Gen was about to hand over the medical record.

He planned to deal with the sutures of the two patients in front first, and let the young couple worry about it for a while.

Hearing this, the young man asked in a low voice: "Doctor Han, between you and Doctor Zhou Yanqing from Xiangya Hospital, who has better suturing skills?"

"..." Han Gen trembled all over when he heard this!

His eyelids began to twitch rapidly, but he didn't say anything. His mask fluttered slightly, and although there was no sound, the air was definitely blowing out quickly, probably because he was cursing.

Seeing this, the young man said, "I understand, Doctor Han."

The young couple didn't even want the medical records and just turned around and left.

You know nothing, you know, what are you here for?

A spy sent by Xiangya Hospital?

Are you here to mess with my mentality on purpose?
It was the first time that Han Gen encountered such a new thing. Looking at the couple's backs, he wanted to tear up his medical record book.

But in the end, reason triumphed over the inner demons.

After watching both of them leave the emergency department, he cursed, "Fuck, this TM guy is here to mess with my mentality, right?"

"I was dissed by my boss in the department, and I was PUAed by a patient when I went to the emergency room!"

"That's it!"

Han Gen put the medical records in the surgical office: "Brother Dong, the patients are gone. If they come back to get the medical records, you give them to them!"

"Why did you leave? Did something go wrong?"

Han Gen smiled and shook his head: "They wanted a professor from our department to come over and sew up their tendons, but I didn't agree."

Han Gen said this and left.

The man called Dong Ge spat out the betel nut in his mouth and replaced it with another one. There were no patients at the moment, so he continued to shake his legs to refresh himself.

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(End of this chapter)