The next morning, Old Chief Physician Pan came for a ward round. After seeing the patients in the emergency ward, he brought Zheng Ren, Su Yun, and Yang Lei to the ICU to check on the patients from yesterday's two surgeries.
Old Tang, whose blood pressure was undetectable when he was sent to the hospital yesterday, had stable blood pressure. An emergency blood test this morning showed that his hemoglobin had returned to a slightly lower level than normal. There were no changes in blood coagulation, and there were minor abnormalities in his liver and kidney functions.
These minor changes were nothing in the eyes of doctors.
The middle-aged man with a ruptured spleen could not wait to leave the ICU.
The incessant sounds of the ventilator and monitors in the room were so monotonous that it could drive people crazy.
Old Chief Physician Pan was full of pride. He chatted with ICU Chief Qian for a while and arranged for the transfer before leaving the ICU with his subordinates.
In the hospital, only high standards could win respect from the bottom of one's heart.
Old Chief Physician Pan was satisfied with the scale of the emergency ward following Zheng Ren's arrival.
However, this did not stop him from asking for manpower, money, and policies from the hospital.
After another round of inspection in the emergency observation room, Old Chief Physician Pan hurried to the hospital to ask for help.
If he did not ask for manpower and money, no one would be willing to give it to him. Even if he did, he could only offer some empty policies, which depended on the department chief's strength.
A strong department chief could naturally rely on policies to develop the department. If he wanted to replace a cowardly department chief, it did not matter whether there were policies or not.
Back in the emergency ward, Zheng Ren started writing the consultation notes and transferred the two postoperative patients.
The rest was Chang Yue's responsibility. Chang Yue did not find the large amount of paperwork burdensome and completed it quickly.
An hour later, the patients were transferred from the ICU to the emergency ward.
There was a problem with the original design of the emergency ward as there were no single rooms.
Chang Yue carefully arranged a relatively quiet room for the two patients so that they could have a quiet environment for a speedy recovery.
The patients in the same ward were three to five days post-surgery. They would go home after receiving the infusion every day and did not care about the smell of disinfectant in the hospital.
Chang Yue and Yang Lei took care of the menial tasks of checking on the patients, changing medical advice based on their recovery, communicating with the patients' family members, and writing medical records.
Zheng Ren sat in his office, quietly reading a book.
The symptoms of shortness of breath from yesterday had subsided after a night's rest.
After a while, footsteps came from the corridor.
They should be visiting the patient's relatives and friends. Zheng Ren could smell the fragrance of flowers in his office and made a judgment in his heart.
"Chang Yue, tell them they can't put flowers in the ward," Zheng Ren said.
Chang Yue responded and went out to communicate with the relatives and friends of the patients who came to visit.
A small number of patients were allergic to pollen and had mild or severe allergic symptoms.
Because she usually didn't have the opportunity to come into contact with those strange flowers, she couldn't bear to throw them away when her relatives and friends came to visit after she was sick, so she placed them on the window sill of the ward. After the surgery, his immune system was affected to a certain extent, which aggravated his allergic symptoms.
That was why Zheng Ren asked Chang Yue to stop them.
Zheng Ren knew that the effect of this kind of prevention was limited. The notification was just to let the patient and the patient's family know. As for whether to carry it out or not … Zheng Ren did not have the final say.
If the patient insisted on refusing, Sea City General Hospital did not have the courage to discharge the patient automatically.
If it was 20 years ago, the large hospitals in Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital might still be able to do this. But now, with the completion of the network society, this kind of situation is becoming less and less.
It would not take long for news of doctors disregarding human life to spread all over the Internet if they discharged a patient because they did not follow the hospital's rules.
Everyone had the attitude that it was better to avoid trouble. If there were any consequences, they would be responsible for themselves. What else could they do?
Soon, Chang Yue returned to the office with a strange expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.
"It's the people from Sea City Metropolis Newspaper. The leader is their chief editor," Chang Yue said in a low voice.
Uh … When it came to the newspaper, Zheng Ren's mind was filled with the newspaper reporters who had been hired by the medical dispute that night.
Although the matter was resolved perfectly in the end, Zheng Ren still remembered the System mission — Distortion of Human Nature or Moral Decay — from time to time.
Mouthpiece, right to speak, uncrowned king … Many terms made Zheng Ren feel helpless.
Zheng Ren was also unwilling to pay attention to them. So what if they were the chief editor of the newspaper? He did not expect to rely on them to make a name for himself, so he ignored them and continued to sit quietly at his desk, reading.
After a while, a group of people rushed to the office door. The leader was in his fifties, with gray hair and a refined and steady appearance.
Seeing that the doctors in the office were busy with their own things, he knocked on the open door.
"You are …" Zheng Ren raised his head and asked despite knowing the answer.
"Hello, Doctor Zheng. I'm the chief editor of Sea City Metropolis Newspaper. My name is Li Weiren."
"Hello, Chief Editor Li. Is there anything I can help you with?" Zheng Ren definitely did not have a good impression of them. The soft rebukes came one after another. Judging from their expressions, if possible, they did not want this group of people to enter the office.
Chief Editor Li was stunned.
"Metropolis Newspaper? Is it the newspaper that was called in half a month ago by the medical dispute and threatened to report on the doctor performing surgery without the family's knowledge? "A lazy voice came from behind Zheng Ren.
Chief Editor Li's face was full of embarrassment.
How long had it been since the mature and steady Chief Editor was humiliated?
Who would be willing to offend the mouthpiece if they did not have the hatred of killing their father or stealing their wife?
He did not expect to encounter hard and soft rebukes in the emergency ward of Sea City General Hospital.
"Oh, it's a big shot from the newspaper office. Come in quickly. Do you want tea? Oh, we don't have tea here, only plain water. You guys can't get used to it, right? "Su Yun continued to tease them." Come in quickly, don't stand outside. If we really publish a report saying that Sea City General Hospital mistreated the patient's family by not disclosing the patient's condition and hiding the patient's condition, we'll all have to resign. "
Su Yun lowered his head and had no intention of standing up. The black hair on his forehead fluttered in the wind.
For the first time, Zheng Ren felt that Su Yun, the sarcastic sissy, was quite useful. At least these words were quite appeasing.
Closing the door and letting Su Yun go was really a good choice.
"Doctor, I think there must be a misunderstanding between us." Chief Editor Li's awkward expression flashed past and was replaced by a warm and genial smile.
"Hehe." Su Yun laughed dryly.
Rumors stopped with the wise, and chats stopped with hehe. This was the truth.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere became even more awkward.
The chief editor of the newspaper office did not expect that the emergency ward of Sea City General Hospital was full of thorns and actually left him outside.
What was that reporter's name again? Wei Feng! F * ck, I'll teach you a lesson when we get back! Chief Editor Li cursed in his heart.
If the right and wrong of the matter were to be forcefully debated, there might be different interpretations. However, today, the newspaper office's attitude was completely different in the same situation and the same way.
If they really wanted to clarify the matter, would it not be a slap in the face?
This time …
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