Chinese medicine: When you do things to the extreme

Chapter 62 Friends! (Please collect and read)
Although Xiangya Hospital is directly under the National Health Commission, its medical insurance is managed by the Provincial Medical Insurance Office.

Mao Mao suddenly said that he was one of them. Doesn't it feel like walking on a tightrope?

Zhou Yanqing is currently only a resident doctor, and resident doctors need to be under the guidance of their superiors before they can routinely perform tendon sutures.

If it was at the First Affiliated Hospital of Hengda University, it would not matter, because Zhou Yanqing had followed the procedures. However, at Xiangya Hospital, Zhou Yanqing had not yet completed the review procedures for the authorization of tendon suture.

If Mao Mao really grasped this point, Zhou Yanqing would really have no way to express his suffering.

It is definitely not an 'absolute' skip-level surgery, but at least it would require a resident chief or attending surgeon of the hand surgery department to be bothered several times before the medical department would let it go.

"This mainly depends on practice. Resident doctors in hand surgery can apply for permission to perform tendon suturing." Zhou Yanqing is following the procedure, and the only thing left to do is to check and review it.

So Zhou Yanqing himself must not let the secret slip.

Mao Mao was a little disappointed when he heard this: "Forget it, brother, I won't talk to you about this. I am no longer an insider in the industry. If we continue to talk about professional issues, you will feel uncomfortable."

"Oh!~" Mao Mao sighed, then pushed the door open and walked out.

Outside, his wife immediately asked, "How is it?"

"It's sutured, and it was done very quickly. It proves that the operator is a master. I told you before not to worry, this is a piece of cake in hand surgery." Mao Mao said, and left with his wife.

However, Zhou Yanqing and Yue Lizhong discovered that when Mao Maoyuan went to the emergency surgery clinic, he looked back slightly with envy and reluctance in his eyes.

Yue Lizhong tilted his head and asked Zhou Yanqing: "Brother, what is your name?"

"Teacher Yue, my name is Zhou Yanqing, Zhou means Zhou Dynasty, Yan means mountain and rock, and Qing means green."

"You can call me Xiao Zhou." Zhou Yanqing replied politely.

"Then you can call me Brother Zhong. Teacher Yue, that sounds weird." Yue Li Zhong scratched the back of his head.

Then he asked, "Xiao Zhou, do you really have the authorization for tendon suturing? This is a Level 2 surgery. If you don't have the authorization and someone like you holds a handle on you, it will be very painful if it is exposed."

Zhou Yanqing said: "The procedure has been going on for almost a week. I don't know whether it has been approved or not. I will go and ask about it later."

"You've only had the authorization for a week?" Yue Li Zhong asked in surprise.

Zhou Yanqing thought to himself, of course it would take more than a week, but this matter was too long to explain, so he pretended that it was really as Yue Lizhong said and nodded.

"Your hand surgery department is really awesome at suturing!" Yue Lizhong couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

Afterwards, Yue Lizhong added Zhou Yanqing on WeChat and promised to reward him handsomely in the future before saying goodbye to Zhou Yanqing.

Zhou Yanqing just happened to have something important to do.

Turning around, he immediately called the chief resident Ning Zhu and asked him to help confirm the stage of the medical department's authorization process.

Zhou Yanqing could go to the medical department in person to ask, but under the current circumstances, he could only ask the superiors of the hospital to help speed up the review process.

Ning Zhu was very surprised when he heard this: "Ah? Is it such a coincidence?"

The first tendon suture operation Zhou Yanqing performed alone happened to be on the body of half of his colleague who was transferred from clinical practice to medical insurance. This matter should indeed be taken seriously and we should be prepared for any eventuality.

"Yes, Brother Zhu."

"For this kind of emergency, they usually don't ask about a patient's occupation. I saw in his medical record that he was a civil servant, so I didn't ask him in detail."

“But he could accurately say that the tenorrhaphy was a Level II procedure.”

"Also, Brother Zhu, when I was waiting at the door of the operating room, the chief resident of the general surgery department, Brother Yue Li Zhong, encountered a problem with the external oblique muscle and tendon being unable to be sewed together, so he asked me to come in and help."

"I also had a few stitches. He originally planned to call Professor Tong from the emergency surgery clinic. Is that appropriate?" Zhou Yanqing explained the matter in detail.

Ning Zhu said, "Yue Li Zhong asked you to go into the operating room to suture, so he definitely won't cheat you. We have such a big hand surgery department here, and if he still wants to stay in the hospital, he must follow the rules."

"But you should be more cautious with the staff of the medical insurance department you mentioned." "Come back, I'll call the medical department. If it doesn't work, you can go find Professor Tan. Professor Tan called you and it will be 100% successful."

"Okay, Brother Zhu, I'll be right there!~"

……

Of course, the results are gratifying.

After Ning Zhu made the call, he received a reply from the medical department that all the surgical authorization applications had been approved last Friday, so even if there was a problem with Zhou Yanqing's suture, it was a normal poor prognosis.

As to whether Zhou Yanqing's level is sufficient for tendon suturing, the specialist will make the final judgment.

Even if it is a medical appraisal or a forensic appraisal, I am not afraid of that.

"Brother Zhu, it's so difficult to go for an emergency consultation. It's so scary." After Zhou Yanqing put his heart back together, he was still scared.

After all, it is impossible to go for emergency consultation as openly as Ning Zhu did.

Their status, strength, etc. are completely not on the same level.

"You'll get used to it. It's not that difficult. You just have bad luck."

"The doctors in the department occasionally run consultations for me. It's not that much."

Ning Zhu was in the chief resident's office, twisting his waist and arms like a snake, relaxing his muscles.

Suddenly he straightened up and said, "Rest well now that you are back. You know your tendon suturing technique, and so do I. I am relieved too. What are you afraid of?"

"The admission standard for tendon suturing in our Xiangya Hospital is higher than the national average admission standard."

"If you can perform the Kessler suture technique perfectly, those forensic doctors will have to shut up. You can perform the modified M-Tang. If you don't want everyone in the industry to stop doing tendon sutures in the future, you can't say you are unqualified."

Ning Zhu showed no sign of worry and yawned after he finished speaking.

"Go eat some noodles, then take a nap. When you wake up, you should get up and work." Ning Zhu said, rubbing his eyes.

"Okay, Brother Zhu!" Zhou Yanqing nodded and pushed open the door and walked towards the doctor's office.

However, just as he walked out of the door, Ning Zhu in the office answered the phone.

"Oh, it's Brother Zhong, what a rare guest."

"Why did Brother Zhong think of calling me? Do you have any instructions?"

"No, no, we are all friends."

"Ah, Yanqing, Yanqing was just about to go out for noodles. He hasn't had breakfast yet..."

"Okay, okay, you want to add him as your friend, right? Fine, I'll recommend him to you."

"Then you should thank Yan Qing, and also thank me for letting you make such an excellent friend..."

Ning Zhu was in the office, bragging.

Zhou Yanqing's mouth curled up slightly as he walked into the doctor's office...

Just half a minute after entering the door, I picked up the bowl of braised noodles and opened the lid. The fragrant aroma just attracted the worms in my stomach.

The bully Ning Zhu called Zhou Yanqing away!
"Yanqing, hurry up, there's a half finger injury..." Ning Zhu's voice came before the person entered.

Zhou Yanqing’s nose had eaten enough, but his mouth had not.

Stand up and follow him out.

(End of this chapter)