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So, Yang Yifeng cursed and left.

In fact, what Zhang Zhengquan didn't say was that he was actually not only earning interest, but also that his parents had invested some in him. The money he earned each year should have exceeded a small goal.

But the big goal is gone, and Zhang Zhengquan can't find it again...

"It's interesting to express your feelings directly. And this matter, I can only do it. Isn't it a disgusting person?"

Zhang Zhengquan murmured, while walking on the side of the road, he looked at the sunset with his hands outstretched.

Then he stretched himself, because his body was messed up and his skin was still dark, so he attracted a lot of disgust from passers-by.

This matter can only be done by Zhang Zhengquan, whether he is the defendant, going to court or something, Zhang Zhengquan can solve the trouble by himself.

There are three main reasons why the family suggested that he go to a county hospital.

It's close to the family's villa, so it's easy to eat, afraid that Zhang Zhengquan will starve to death.

The second is that I am not too tired, and there is no need to do any scientific research.

The third one is decent to speak out, a doctor is considered a decent profession.

……

It was almost seven o'clock.

Zuo Hu was reading a book with his child when he received a call from an unfamiliar number.

Suddenly frowned.Throwing the phone aside, he continued to read with his son.

Her wife glanced at Zuo Hu and said, "Go ahead, it may be about work."

I've seen it for a long time. In my husband's line of work, it's impossible to have any free time.

Zuo Hu frowned: "I'm already a sub-senior, and now I'm on the second-line shift. Why are you on my nerves?"

Zuo Hu's wife handed over the phone and shook it: "Don't play your temper, you're only in the vice high school."

Zuo Hu took it.

Only then did he realize that the person who called him was one of his younger brothers.

I almost lost contact after I finished my postgraduate study, and now I seem to be working in a private hospital in Shashi.

"Brother Zuo, can you please come and help me see this patient? It's a bit troublesome, and our director can't handle it." Zuo Hu's junior was on the other end of the phone, complaining incessantly, in a very urgent tone.

"Okay, what hospital are you in?" Zuo Hu asked.

"Schwan Hospital. It's not very far from your home, so I thought of you immediately." Zuo Hu's junior said.

Zuo Hu immediately hung up the phone and drove to Schwann Hospital in Fu District.

His junior brother was waiting for him in the parking lot, and after opening the car door for Zuo Hu himself, he hurriedly said: "Brother, today I met a patient with anterior dislocation of the shoulder joint. The family members were very emotional. They said it was in pain."

"Our whole department is very busy, and almost three or four hours have passed."

"That's why I invite you to come over and see what's going on."

Zuo Hu suddenly had a bad idea.

Anterior dislocation of the shoulder joint again, remembering what happened in the Eighth Hospital during the day, and asked: "This patient, is he transferred from the Eighth Hospital?"

His junior brother was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? He was transferred from the Eighth Hospital?"

"No, she said they came from Sha County, but she didn't say that they had been to the Eighth Hospital."

Zuo Hu felt a little certain in his heart, thinking that it might not be this person.

However, when he followed his junior brother to the department, he saw one of the patient's family members, wasn't he the unreasonable 'mother-in-law' who scolded him during the day?

At this moment, in the crowd, they were all arguing for white coats.

Zuo Hu sighed, his scalp was a little tight: "It really is her."

"Brother? Have you met?" Zuo Hu's junior asked.

"Well! Let's not talk about this matter, you should immediately find a way to persuade the patient and family members to take an MRI of the shoulder joint first! The doctor in the No. [-] Hospital has seen this patient and said that he must have an MRI. The patient's family members are dead or alive. Do not agree to do it."

"There was a big quarrel there. I happened to be in the Eighth Hospital at the time and witnessed this incident. I don't think the people in the Eighth Hospital could be aimless." Zuo Hu said seriously.

"Okay! I'll go right away."

Two 10 minutes later.

In the orthopedic ward on the [-]th floor of Schwann Hospital, Zuo Hu rubbed his forehead when he saw the patient's MRI.

Facing his junior brother, he said: "Sure enough, the biceps tendon of this patient has gone around the back of the humeral head, not to mention eight resets, without surgery, a hundred resets will not work."

"It's a good thing you didn't reset it, otherwise, either the bone was broken or the tendon was broken, and then it would be even more troublesome."

Zuo Hu's junior brother and others immediately felt as if they were struck by lightning.

Sitting limply on the chair.

The director was even more sullen, pointed at Zuo Hu's junior a few times, and then ran out to explain to the patient's family.

Zuo Hu patted his junior brother on the shoulder and said, "Go straight to the operation and reset, don't think about it, this is an absolute contraindication to surgery."

"The doctor who gave him the first consultation was very professional. He immediately said that he would need an MRI, but the patient's family members sternly refused. The doctors at the Eighth Hospital refused to perform manipulation repositioning."

"This family has come here." Zuo Hu said with emotion in his heart.

The Eighth Hospital is really a place of crouching tigers. A small doctor can see so much and think so deeply——

Xu Neng, Xu Neng, how could you be so reckless that you even carefully inquired about what happened?

Of course, it is also possible that the patient deliberately concealed the fact that he had gone to the Eighth Hospital.

"But?" Xu Neng opened his mouth.

"Senior brother, you can't do anything?" Xu Neng then asked Zuo Hu.

Zuo Hu hurriedly shook his head: "Surgical contraindications, Xu Neng!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the office, and Xu Neng rushed to send it off, but the noise in the department remained the same.

But it seems that a middle-aged man can be heard yelling at his wife:

"Is what my mother said true?"

"The doctors at No. [-] Hospital said that they need to take an MRI, but you just don't listen, and you are still arguing with them?"

"Is it like this?"

……

Chapter 118 It won't be soon this time!

Schwann Hospital is a private hospital, and its current strength level is third-level B.

The Department of Orthopedics has only one ward, without partitions, and has a total of 38 beds. Although it does not look good, it is also established by Pang Defa.

Schwann Hospital has not been established for a long time, just over ten years, and the development of orthopedics was also brought about by Pang Defa.

It took a lot of money to come forward in person, and after calming down the emotions of the patient and his family, he scolded Xu Neng severely.

Pound sat down in the office with a sinking heart, lit a cigarette, and after smoking half a cigarette, he found Yan Haihan, who existed but had never been contacted in the address book.

Remarks: Yan Haihan from Eighth Hospital.

dialed.

The call was connected quickly, and it seemed that Yan Haihan had also saved his phone number, and said, "General Pang, you still call me at such a late hour, what advice do you have?"

Pang Defa, except for Fa, has the same name as Pound, a famous general at the end of the Three Kingdoms period, so Pang Defa was awarded the title of "General".

The name was given by his parents and could not be changed, and Pang Defa didn't feel that the general was deliberately making fun of him.

He didn't care about Yan Hanhan's title, so he said bluntly: "Director Yan, I don't dare to give advice, I can only ask you for advice."

"In your department, did you treat a patient with shoulder dislocation today?"

Yan Haihan pretended not to know: "I don't know much about this. Director Pang, why do you ask such a question?"

"It's a patient in our department, have you bothered Director Pang?" Yan Haihan asked seriously.

The No. [-] Hospital is a tertiary first-class hospital. It is more reasonable to say that patients are transferred to other hospitals in Shashi or provincial hospitals, or affiliated hospitals such as the Affiliated Hospital of Shonan University.

Pang Defa was not angry either. Yan Hanhan was the director, and he really might not know what happened when he was on duty.

The reasoning made sense, but later the old woman's daughter-in-law recruited everything, and Pang Defa could only say: "It turns out that Director Yan didn't know the specific situation of this patient. Give us a call."

"It may be that the patient's family has identified the wrong person."

Pang Defa also deliberately left a word for Yan Hanhan.

Well, that patient really went to Schwann Hospital, Yan Hanhan thought rather painfully, and didn't know what they were thinking.

"Director Pang, just kidding."

"When this patient came to our department, I happened to be there, and I was very precise."

"We strongly suggested that they get an MRI, and they didn't agree, but they scolded us, and even tore up the emergency medical records. They spilled all over the floor." Yan Haihan analyzed.

The main purpose is to send an explanation to Pound. It is not that the doctors in our hospital are irresponsible, but that the family members of the patients are too ruthless and there is nothing they can do.

The corners of Pound's mouth trembled when he heard the words, thinking of the temper of the patient's daughter-in-law, he felt that this was really possible.

Not only did she conceal the diagnosis and treatment process she had seen in the No. [-] Hospital, but she later confessed, and asked her where her medical records had gone, she also faltered.

The emergency medical records, which were used as evidence of the patient's visit to the hospital, were torn up by the patient himself. Now the eighth hospital can even deny that they have been to the eighth hospital.

Even if you register, you can still say that you didn't come, otherwise, give evidence and bring the medical records.

If you say that there is no medical record, it is even more unreasonable. Everyone in the family has a medical record, and the medical record is the evidence that all hospitals must give patients.

Pang Defa could only helplessly say, "So that's the case."

"Director Yan, you must have guessed it. Later, this relatively sophisticated patient came to our department and was accepted by the doctor on duty in our department. It was a bit tricky, so I called to ask about the situation."

Pang Defa didn't say that his department reset her eight times without success. He just asked the patient, since he went to No.[-] Hospital, and No.[-] Hospital also guessed that there was a biceps tendon coiling, why didn't he give any hints? .

Now that he got the answer, Pang Defa could only admit that he was unlucky.

Control the world, can you still control patients tearing up medical records?

Yan Haihan replied calmly: "Then how is the patient doing now? Has it been settled?"

"It's fine once it's done."

Pang Defa said with emotion: "Preparing for surgery and reset tomorrow..."

Yan Haihan: "..."

……

After Yan Haihan hung up the phone, he immediately walked into the study from the balcony, sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette and began to meditate.

To be honest, during the day, Yan Haihan had thoughts in his heart.

You, Zhou Cheng and Luo Yun, couldn't handle a shitty frontal dislocation of the shoulder joint. You even asked the patient's family to scold the associate professor Zuo Hu who I invited over. He even wondered if it was the second ward. We should also learn from the first ward, reset the joint dislocation, and find a way to erase it again.

After all, it's only been a few days since such a mess happened.

Isn't it just a common anterior dislocation, I can reset it, why do you want the patient to go for an examination?

The less trouble, the better.

But fortunately, Yan Haihan chose to favor and believe in the professionalism of Luo Yun and Zhou Cheng at that time, and supported them.

Otherwise, if he wanted to stand up for the patient and gain a reputation for himself at that time, then what happened to Pang Defa now is probably his situation.

Yan Haihan tapped on the table.

From this point of view, today's Zhou Cheng not only did not bring trouble to the department, but also avoided a big trouble.

He is not reckless, but thoughtful in everything he does.

The doctor on duty today is Guo Lei.

Zhou Cheng came to the class after watching the previous joint dislocation, which gave Guo Lei the opportunity to talk to the patient alone——

In this way, the patient made a fuss in the department today, but he had something wrong with him.

If he didn't invite Zuo Hu, it would be impossible for Zhou Chengcheng to attend the class, and then let Guo Lei, who doesn't understand joint dislocations, contact and talk with the patient alone.

joint dislocation—