Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 335 Is there no one to care about it? (Subscribe)

Friday, January 7th.

"Master."

"There are guests." After Zhou Yanqing pushed open the door of the director's office, he felt a dry breeze blowing on his face, and there were four people sitting around.

The teacups in front of each person were filled with smoke.

The cool air in the director's office must have been turned on not long ago and had no time to dispel the previous heat. Instead, Zhou Yanqing opened the office door and felt a cool breeze on his back, which made him feel quite comfortable.

On the last surgery day before Zhou Yanqing was transferred to the ward for hospitalization, Zhou Yanqing played the whole operation in the operating room, while Tan Zhongyu went down first to rest.

The group has completed a new cycle——

Tan Zhongyu has completed the "handover" and there is now someone who can take his place and lead the team to provide technical support for others.

Zhou Yanqing is not only better than his teacher, but also better than his teacher...

Instead, Tan Zhongyu's main task became to learn functional rehabilitation and functional reconstruction techniques with Zhou Yanqing.

After participating in the important operation, Tan Zhongyu went back first as Zhou Yanqing was still in charge of the subsequent surgical techniques.

Before Tan Zhongyu had time to introduce himself, a young man in his thirties quickly stood up and said with a big smile, "Hello, Dr. Zhou. I just heard from Professor Tan that you are still doing surgery. I am sorry to bother you again."

"I'm Dai Hua, do you still remember me?"

Zhou Yanqing narrowed his eyes slightly. His impression of the young man was really weak, which proved that the other party's presence in his field of vision was not particularly high.

There were two other people, one of whom was in his fifties, with a calm and aloof temperament. Although he was smiling, there was a sharpness in his eyes, and he did not look like a medical practitioner.

The other person Zhou Yanqing had some impression of was Professor Zhang, a vice president of the hospital and the Department of Neurology.

Tan Zhongyu quickly stood up and introduced Zhou Yanqing: "Yanqing, this is Director Zhang from our hospital, this is Director Qi, and Dai Hua is also a comrade from our city's public security department."

"The last time you reviewed his case in the ward, you said he couldn't have surgery, but Dai Hua himself was very eager to have the surgery..."

Dai Hua immediately said, "Doctor Zhou, this is my medical record. Would you like to take a look at it? Actually, my requirements are not high..."

He handed over the medical record bag with his left hand, while his right hand was almost stiff.

At the same time, Professor Zhang from the Department of Neurology also stood up and said with a smile, "Doctor Zhou, I have also seen Dai Hua's medical records, and he has always been a follow-up patient in my clinic."

"He came again today, but he said that the hand surgery department of our hospital is currently conducting functional reconstruction and functional rehabilitation surgeries, saying that they can restore the functions of some patients."

"Dai Hua also came to see him, but was rejected by you, Dr. Zhou..." Professor Zhang's tone was still quite polite.

There was just a hint of imperceptible surprise in the politeness.

The Department of Neurology has encountered too many neurological deficits that cannot be treated. Can Zhou Yanqing restore the functions of these patients?
After Zhou Yanqing took Dai Hua's medical records and glanced through them again, his medical records were retrieved from the depths of his heart.

"Officer Dai, I remember your medical records and history. You have burn nerve damage, which should have happened three or four years ago. Your right upper arm is very serious!"

"The brachial nerve, ulnar nerve, radial nerve, musculocutaneous nerve, etc. all have varying degrees of burns."

"Currently, the affected limb not only has neurological dysfunction, but also has muscle atrophy..."

"Officer Dai, I really don't mean to embarrass you."

"Under the current circumstances, I cannot perform surgery." Zhou Yanqing reported the other party's condition one by one.

Upon hearing this, Director Qi's eyes immediately flashed.

Dai Hua said: "Doctor Zhou, please help me. I don't ask for much. I just want this hand to be able to hold chopsticks..."

"I have some friends and fellow patients who can still play ball and go to work after being released from your hospital. I don't have such high expectations."

"Even if there is no effect in the end, can you still perform the operation on me?"

Dai Hua has a strong desire to seek treatment actively.

Upon hearing this, Professor Zhang's gaze kept moving around Zhou Yanqing.

"Officer Dai, it's really not that I don't want to help you, but it's meaningless."

"Your expectations for functionality are just your own low expectations, only low compared to others."

"Based on your current condition, our team believes that you are definitely not suitable for surgery. This is not a matter of whether to try or not."

“It’s ineffective.”

Dai Hua then said urgently: "Doctor Zhou, they are all unable to move, they are more or less the same."

"Are you afraid that I will cause you trouble? I can sign a guarantee that no matter what the final result of the operation is, I will definitely not cause you trouble."

"My father-in-law and Professor Zhang are here and can testify..." Dai Hua vowed, with a firm and resolute look on his slightly thin face.

After hearing this, Director Qi probably couldn't bear to listen any longer, so he also said, "Doctor Zhou, if you can, please take the trouble to help."

"You don't have to worry about medical disputes after the operation. I know you have made it very clear."

"But as long as there is hope, we are still willing to perform the surgery."

At this moment, Tan Zhongyu found that he didn't dare to interrupt at all, for fear that he would affect Zhou Yanqing's judgment.

Zhou Yanqing frowned for half a minute after hearing this, and then said, "President Zhang, Director Qi, and Officer Dai."

"It's not that I don't want to help, it's mainly because it's pointless. Based on my understanding, the knowledge I've learned, my current abilities, and my judgment, Officer Dai's current condition means there's absolutely no way to help."

"The surgery will not be effective. It will only cause him to have another surgical injury. Other than that, there is no chance of success."

"Because according to his current MRI results and residual functional results, the motor function of his right upper limb is completely lost."

"In fact, doing one more operation is a very small matter for me, just a few hours, I can definitely spare the time."

“But there is no need to do something that has no meaning.”

"If there is a glimmer of hope, even a one-in-a-million chance, and you patients are willing, then you have a choice."

"I can't possibly target Officer Dai. I have no grudge against him. I can treat him and there is a chance for him to be treated, but I'm afraid of taking responsibility and won't give him surgery?"

"That doesn't make sense!~"

"Not even a one-in-a-million chance?!" Dai Hua's voice sounded somewhat desperate, almost hysterical.

"No!~"

"Unless it's an impossible miracle." Zhou Yanqing said firmly.

"At least I can't do it, and I absolutely can't do it."

"Otherwise I wouldn't be so entangled with you."

Dai Hua was engulfed by flames while performing his duty of maintaining order at the fire scene, and has been in a semi-retired state ever since.

But he has his own dreams and ideas, and he wants to keep going.

At least, Dai Hua hopes that his right hand will not become useless.

Hearing Zhou Yanqing and Dai Hua both speaking in high tones, Tan Zhongyu immediately said, "Professor Zhang, Director Qi, we can't force them to do anything." "Professor Zhang, you are also a medical professional. Doctor Zhou and I have determined that Officer Dai's current condition is unlikely to be cured through surgery."

"Then performing surgery on him would be an absolutely ineffective operation, which would be time-consuming, labor-intensive and costly. As a professional doctor, we would never give such advice, let alone agree to such a request."

"There's really no way to treat a burn-induced nerve injury like his."

"Like Dr. Zhou said, we can't target anyone. If we can't do it, we can't do it. If we have determined in advance that the treatment will not be effective, we can't just go for surgery."

After all, Dean Zhang is the dean of Xiangya Hospital, although he has other personal relationships with Director Qi.

"Director Qi, Officer Dai, Professor Tan, and Doctor Zhou all refused so straightforwardly?"

"How about we reconsider it?"

Director Qi nodded when he heard this: "Dai Hua, apologize to Dr. Zhou, and let's go!~"

Dai Hua immediately calmed down: "I'm sorry, Doctor Zhou, I didn't mean to be so arrogant."

Dai Hua did not have any resentment towards Zhou Yanqing. On the contrary, he was very grateful to Zhou Yanqing because Zhou Yanqing had saved many of his fellow patients and colleagues.

Just now, Zhou Yanqing once again unilaterally announced his "death sentence", which made it difficult for him to accept it for a while.

Zhou Yanqing felt a little bitter, but helpless: "Officer Dai, I don't think you are angry with me, but I am also very sorry. I really can't do anything."

"I have racked my brains to find a solution, but some things cannot be solved just by thinking."

"Especially medicine and surgery."

……

Zhou Yanqing accompanied Tan Zhongyu, Dean Zhang and others to see Director Qi and Officer Dai off.

Dean Zhang Lin turned around and asked in a low voice, "Doctor Zhou, the patient and his family are gone now."

"Can you tell me the truth, you refused the surgery because you didn't want to cause trouble?"

"Or is it an absolute contraindication to surgery?"

"Director Zhang, this is an absolute contraindication to surgery. Even if there is a glimmer of hope, I might try to save him."

Zhou Yanqing nodded calmly and said, "But if you know it's impossible but still do it, it's unwise!~"

"Our team is currently not prepared to deal with cases like his. There are many types of functional disorders. Dean Zhang, you should understand the mechanisms better than I do."

Zhang Lin nodded slowly. His jaw was relatively broad, but he was thin and angular. "Doctor Zhou, our hospital has been discussing your department's affairs at the weekly meetings recently."

“Excellent, well done.”

"There are people who are protecting our city, and we all hope there is a place where we can help them."

"However, if there is really no other way, we have to respect reality."

"The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment."

Tan Zhongyu took over the conversation: "Dean Zhang, yes, there are things that cannot be done. We still have to stick to this bottom line."

"On the other hand, if we accept a favor that comes to us, it would be arrogant of us to reject it forcefully."

"There's no need for that."

……

After saying goodbye to President Zhang Lin, Tan Zhongyu touched the back of Zhou Yanqing's head again.

"It seems that the rebellious nature has disappeared, leaving only the protrusion." Tan Zhongyu said with a smile, his face full of relief, and his tone was even more doting.

Facing the teasing of his master, Zhou Yanqing could only smile: "Master, where are you going to eat tonight?"

"I still have to stay in the ward. These are the last few days!~"

"When this month is over, I can toast you."

The senior colleagues before Tan Zhongyu had set an iron rule: unless there was an extremely urgent transfer from a superior, patients could not leave the hospital and could not drink alcohol while hospitalized.

Anyone who dares to violate this bottom line will be fired!
Someone who can't even maintain the bottom line of the department probably won't have much future.

Super urgent transfers from superiors only occur in extremely extreme circumstances.

Obviously, such an emergency situation will not occur in China today, and even if it does, it will not necessarily fall on Zhou Yanqing's head.

"Well, stick to your duties."

"Defend it first, then you will have the chance to explore more opportunities."

"The same goes for research. Only by keeping what you have conquered and not throwing it away, and by doing one at a time, can you covet higher things."

“It’s the same with learning. You need to learn all the mature things and master them one by one before you can pursue innovation.”

"Every era will develop, there will be more and more things to learn, and research will become more and more difficult..."

……

When Zhou Yanqing returned to the resident office, he received a message from Dai Hua.

He apologized to Zhou Yanqing again, and then asked, "Doctor Zhou, is there anyone who can help me in my current situation?"

When Zhou Yanqing saw this question, he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

But after thinking about it carefully, Zhou Yanqing still felt that he should not wipe out the other party's hope: "Officer Dai, if you really want treatment, you can go to Shanghai, Kyoto or abroad to try."

"As for our hospital, our current capacity is really limited..."

"I really can't help you."

Zhou Yanqing's tone of reply was quite regretful, but there was no guilt at all.

Zhou Yanqing has tried his best, but he cannot perform such an operation, not because his skills are not good enough, but because basically no one in the world can treat it.

If you can treat yourself, it may be a miracle.

If you can't get treatment, then you have no choice.

"Dada da!~" After replying the message, Senior Brother Liu Wanqing knocked on the door and came in, holding a cup of coffee in his right hand.

"Yanqing, how is it? Is there any situation yet?"

Before Liu Wanqing was about to become the chief resident, he had been performing emergency surgeries with his assistant Zhou Yanqing, hoping to have more opportunities to learn. At this moment, he was smiling and looking forward to it.

Zhou Yanqing shook his head, took it with one hand and replied: "We are lucky today, maybe we can get a good sleep."

Liu Wanqing frowned and looked flustered when he heard this.

He quickly pushed the door of the inpatient office and whispered, "It's a good thing to have no patients and no surgeries, but if there's no one for me to practice with, what the hell am I going to do?"

(End of this chapter)