"Oh, okay, okay. Thank you, thank you." The patient's family said a few polite words, bowed, and left.
Seeing the patient's family member disappear, Professor Yang shook his head.
He then sighed.
Zheng Ren was also an senior doctor. From the details of the family member's words and actions, he could also determine the probability of what would happen.
The patient's family member did not have the intention to strongly request for surgery or treatment. He only came to ask for confirmation so that he would have a better reason to give up on treatment.
However, Zheng Ren and Professor Yang gave a plausible conclusion and wanted to do another check-up.
Both of them noticed that there was a kind of disappointment hidden under the patient's family's polite tone.
There was even...some anger?
In fact, the degree of malignancy of neuroendocrine tumors was far less than that of pancreatic cancer. Although there was distal metastasis, it was only a characteristic of neuroendocrine tumors.
If it was confirmed and could be treated with surgery, Zheng Ren was confident that the patient's life expectancy would be raised to more than ten years.
According to the latest wikileaks, Jobs' death was due to both neuroendocrine tumors and AIDS. After all, he was a hippie when he was young, so it was not surprising that he had AIDS.
But looking at the mood of the patient's family, they probably gave up after going back.
Whether it was for family or financial reasons, these had nothing to do with the doctor. In terms of illness alone, it would really be a pity if he gave up.
However, the doctor could only give advice to the patient's family members. As for whether to treat him or not, the doctor could not make the decision.
Professor Yang patted Zheng Ren's shoulder and quickly adjusted his mood; he smiled and said, "Little Zheng, the recovery of the patients with liver hydatid disease after surgery is particularly good. All the test values are gradually recovering. Your surgical skill is really not bad. When I find another patient, will you teach me?"
"Brother Yang, you're too polite." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "If there is, we can discuss it."
Professor Yang was a little happy that he agreed to it.
There were two different concepts in the field of autologous liver transplantation. There was someone who taught it and there was no one who taught it.
In the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery of 912, the chief had performed autologous liver transplantation, but the number was not large. Professor Yang had also seen the chief perform on the stage. His skills...were really not as good as Zheng Ren's.
In fact, he was very curious. How did Zheng Ren manage to perform that surgery at his age?
There was also a precedent for general surgeons to engage in interventional procedures. At least half of the TIPS surgeries were performed by general surgeons and interventional surgeons together.
However, Chief Zheng had both his hands, and both his hands were skilled. This was quite amazing.
The patient's family members left, and Zheng Ren finished looking at the radiographic films. He then took his leave. Professor Yang walked Zheng Ren to the door and watched him leave.
Zheng Ren walked to the elevator and felt a little regretful.
This illness could still be treated. It was indeed a pity to give up. However, there was no other way. Zheng Ren sighed.
Su Yun had not returned yet, so Zheng Ren was not in a hurry. He returned to the ward and took a look at the postoperative patient.
Chang Yue and Little Oliver were not so busy anymore. With Professor Shen, there were three people doing the preoperative work. Zheng Ren's team could be considered strong.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was busy sorting out the statistical data.
The Nobel Prize judges and the relevant data of the surgery patients were very strict. Zheng Ren did not have any intention of doing these trivial things at all.
It was much better to let the Professor and Su Yun do it.
However, the problem was still the number of patients. Thousands of surgeries and postoperative follow-up would become a big problem as the number of surgeries increased.
Winning the Nobel Prize was not something that could be achieved with just skill or passion.
Zheng Ren saw that there was nothing much going on in the department and was ready to find Little Yiren to go out for lunch.
In the past few days, Zheng Ren, the chief of all the relevant departments in the hospital, had visited them. Most of them were just being polite. Zheng Ren felt that it was not impossible to point at these chief of staff get them to bow their heads.
It was not easy to get to this point.
He took out his phone and was about to send Xie Yiren a WeChat message when a call suddenly came in. It was from Su Yun.
Zheng Ren immediately picked up.
"Boss, pick-up in a second!" Su Yun said. "The Pediatric Emergency Department. Hurry up!"
"What's wrong?"
"Trouble!"
Chapter 793 - People from the City Really Knew How to Play
Zheng Ren's hand went numb for a moment.
This was a normal reaction. The trouble that Su Yun mentioned was most likely caused by a medical disturbance.
Hearing the word 'medical disturbance', how could a doctor not have a headache?
Back then, when the hospital was pushed into the market, all the conflicts were focused on the doctor-patient relationship. This was a big situation. No one could do anything about it.
In the past, when he was in Sea City, Zheng Ren had thought that the doctor-patient relationship in the Imperial Capital's large-scale top-tier hospital would be better.
Indeed, this place was much better than Sea City General Hospital, but there were definitely conflicts between doctors and patients.
After working here for ten days, when Zheng Ren and Professor Shen were chatting, they heard that there were several large-scale medical disputes in a certain orthopedic hospital two years ago. The people who came were all professional doctors. They knew all kinds of things, and the hospital's medical administration division and legal consultant were no match for them.
It really did not matter what profession they were in. As long as they were at the highest level, it would be a field of knowledge. If medical disputes were also a profession...
It seemed that 912 was not a sacred land. There were also medical disputes. Zheng Ren hung up on Su Yun's call and quickly went downstairs to the Pediatric Emergency Department.
Although he could not solve any practical problems, he would only be there to watch the show. He would also feel like a fox mourning the death of a rabbit. However, he wanted to see what had happened so that he could give himself a reminder.
The Pediatric Emergency Department was located at the side of the hospital's main entrance. It was a single-story building. There were more patients receiving treatment, so the scale was larger than that of Sea City General Hospital.
Before they even got close to the Pediatric Emergency Department, the number of people had already started to increase.
It seemed that the commotion had attracted a lot of people's attention, so everyone went to watch the show.
Zheng Ren's mood was a little gloomy. The Pediatric Department was the department that was the most prone to accidents. There was none like it; it was the one and only department.
The number of pediatricians had already reached a certain level. Many pediatricians would rather quit their jobs or do academic research than stay in the clinical field.
Many hospitals across the country did not have emergency departments at night, and the way to deal with such matters was to lower the threshold for pediatricians.
According to recent news, even veterinarians could become pediatricians.
Zheng Ren could not agree with this way of dealing with matters.
This would only lead to more and more medical disputes and fewer and
fewer pediatricians.
It was really a headache. When he heard the words 'trouble' and 'disputes', his brain turned to mush.
However, it had to be said that the rate of disputes in a top-tier hospital like 912 was indeed not high.
This was because most of the patients had come from all over the world to see their doctors. They had a sense of reverence. In addition, the doctors' standards were high and the misdiagnosis rate was low. The patients could receive effective treatment. Moreover, when they were outside, they would not be able to cause any trouble.
What was going on today?
Zheng Ren quickly walked through the crowd and saw Su Yun standing near the flower bed from afar, waving at him.
It was already spring, and the flower bed radiating with fresh colors. However, in Zheng Ren's heart, everything was gray.
When he came to Su Yun's side, Zheng Ren squeezed in. The people beside him glanced at him and saw that he was wearing white clothes, so they did not say anything.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.
From afar, a woman was holding a child and crying. In the System interface, the child's background color was gradually turning pale.
This was a period between life and death. Zheng Ren sighed.
The child was still in its infancy.
"I chatted with Manager Peng for a while and reached a few agreements. Then, I rushed back.
"I thought that I would be fine, so I walked back. At the same time, I thought about the process of cooperation," Su Yun said. "I saw that woman carrying the child out and wailing. At first, she said that she didn't want to see the doctor, but later, she said that she used the wrong medicine and killed the child."
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
Last year, in the emergency Pediatrics Department of Sea City General Hospital, Zheng Ren met a group of people who went to the hospital to blackmail him with the corpse of a dead child.
At that time, the System had done a great job because Zheng Ren saw that the system panel was pale, so he had taken precautions in advance.
This time, from what Su Yun said, Zheng Ren's first thought was to cause a scene, and it was the kind of scene that happened in a hurry.
The woman's words had changed, which meant that at the beginning of the matter, she had not thought about how to say it, so she could only adapt to the situation.
This matter...
Zheng Ren sighed again.
"I say, Chief, why are you wearing a white suit? Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble? Or do you want the patient's family to see you and beat you up?" Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren's white suit was very eye-piercing, so he directly retorted.
"I just finished watching the radiographic films and haven't changed out of my clothes yet before I received your call."
"Take off your white clothes and see what's going on," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren took off his white clothes, rolled them up and held them in his hand. He narrowed his eyes.
The people from the medical administration division of the hospital had already arrived. They were trying to understand the situation and comfort the family members of the patients.
However, the situation did not improve because of the involvement of the people from the medical administration division. On the contrary, the woman cried even more violently. She even took the body of the child and bumped it against the young staff member of the Medical Administration Division.
Zheng Ren's brows furrowed.
He could already determine that this was a medical incident.
Although it was not premeditated and meticulously planned long ago, the patient's mother seemed to know that the child was in a hopeless state and was doing her best to make the matter bigger.
As for domestic matters, after it became bigger, there would be various forces covering up the matter and spending money to calm it down.
Whether it was right or wrong.
"Boss, something is not right." Su Yun also saw the clues and spoke in a low voice.
There were people around, and it was a mess. His words were drowned out by all kinds of voices. Other than Zheng Ren, the people around did not notice what the two were talking about.
"Yes, I feel that this is not a small matter." Zheng Ren looked at it intently, and the hairs on his back stood up.
After coming to 912, he had looked at radiographic films every day and received the gratitude and respect of many patients' families. Zheng Ren did not think much of it. At this moment, it seemed that things had indeed gone overboard.
He had to be like Sea City and maintain a high level of vigilance. Otherwise, once he was involved in a medical disturbance, and some people with ulterior motives added fuel to the fire behind the scenes, the matter would be out of control.
At that time, he might even be kicked to another hospital, not to mention be forced to settle down to work on the Nobel Prize project.
In the worst case, his medical license would be revoked..
If that was the case, he could only go abroad.
Zheng Ren was a pessimist, imagining all kinds of bad consequences.
As he was thinking, a group of people rushed in from the gate. They came later, but they were not far away. It seemed that they came together.
There was no 'organization' because there were not many cars parked at the entrance of the hospital.
A few women in their forties and fifties came to the side of the patient's mother and burst into tears. It was the kind of sorrow that reached deep into the bones. Snot and tears flowed out of their noses, making them look extremely sad.
"This is a group crying. There are professionals who do this," Su Yun explained to Zheng Ren. "Eight hundred a day. It's a lot of money."
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless. In Sea City, he had never met such professionals.
City people really knew how to play.
Chapter 794 - Malignant Incident (Part One)
Even without Su Yun's explanation, Zheng Ren could see it.
The mother of the child was a little stunned at first, but later, she started crying along with them.
This meant that she did not know them, did not have any communication with them, and the names exchanged between them were also messy. However, this kind of chaos was hidden in the crying, and very few people noticed it.
As soon as the 'crying' group arrived, the front of the Pediatric Emergency Department became even livelier.
A woman in her fifties was crying as she grabbed the young Medical Administration Division staff and ran around.
At this time, before even solving the problem, the young staff member could not even protect themselves.
This was only the person at the front. A group of men of different heights and statures surrounded them and began to complain tearfully.
The child had been treated to death. The pitiful and innocent child, coupled with the deafening crying, had been emotionally exaggerated to a certain extent and had won countless tears from the passersby.
They had skillfully created an atmosphere where they could grab the empathy of others. Moreover, they had gained the sympathy of the passersby in an extremely short period of time. It could be said that the entire business process was extremely familiar.
If it was the first time they had done it, Zheng Ren would definitely not believe it.
This matter was troublesome. Zheng Ren knew it clearly in his heart.
This kind of matter could not be suppressed by the Medical Administration Division at the first moment. Then, the subsequent matters would definitely become more and more difficult.
But then again, in the face of professional medical disturbances, the Medical Administration Division could not suppress the matter at the first moment.
Because everything was too professional, there was no time for it to be brewed. It burst out directly without giving people a chance to react.
"Boss, when do you think this will be on the news?" Su Yun's head was slightly lowered. His gaze passed through
his long black hair and stared at that side as he asked Zheng Ren in a low voice.
In fact, he already had a guess. It was just that the nature of a chatterbox was hard to change at any time. He just wanted to talk to Zheng Ren to ease the tension in his heart.
"Very soon." Zheng Ren said. "It will probably spread in a few hours. If this matter cannot be resolved by tomorrow morning, it will become bigger and bigger."
"I don't know how many Big V's and public accounts they bought to spread it," Su Yun said.
"Who knows? It happened quite suddenly. I didn't prepare enough. How big of a mess it will be depends on the means of the hospital."
"Boss, you've been a little adrift recently. Be careful," Su Yun warned.
"Okay." Zheng Ren knew that Su Yun was right, so he nodded.
Treating patients and saving people? It also depended on the environment.
Just like the patient with the endocrine tumor of the pancreas that he had just seen; if he insisted on doing the surgery, the patient's family members would probably be even more disgusted.
In 912, perhaps it would be fine. If it was Sea City General Hospital, this matter would become delicate.
It could be big or small. If it was handled properly, before the family members fell out, they could say a few nice words to ease the family's mind and possibly push the matter down. But, if they insisted on treating the patient and saving the patient with their original intention with a suggested surgery...
Zheng Ren shook his head and let out a long sigh.
Although it had nothing to do with him, Zheng Ren felt that his hands and feet were cold, and he had already entered a state of stress.
As time went by, the number of people in front of the Pediatric Emergency Department increased, and the momentum became greater and greater.
Although the chief of the Department of Hospital Administration arrived very quickly, when he arrived, the situation had reached a point where it could not be salvaged.
There was an earth-shattering cry, and a group of people blocked the entrance of the hospital. The crowd was in a mess, and countless onlookers were waiting.
In this environment, even the chief of the Department of Hospital Administration himself was dragged into a huge whirlpool, and it was difficult for him to escape, let alone solve the problem
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