My Medical Skills Give Me Experience Points Chapter 1227 - 484: The Inevitable Doctor-Patient Conflict and the Relationship Between Anesthesiologist and Lead Surgeon
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Moreover, he always conducts his surgical procedures with utmost precision and attention.
Even if certain patients express discontent with the results of their operations, professionally speaking, he is confident that his work holds up under close examination.
He vividly recalls one especially difficult case involving a patient who underwent hemorrhoid removal, only to suffer intense stomach agony sometime later.
After a check-up, the diagnosis revealed acute appendicitis.
The individual had the appendectomy performed at the Third Hospital.
Once healed, the patient stormed into Tu Ya’s Emergency Department, creating chaos and claiming that Zhou Can had intentionally inserted a 'back door' in the prior procedure, which allegedly caused the appendicitis to flare up within a month of the initial surgery.
Confronted by such an uninformed and overly paranoid individual, what options did he really have?
In yet another instance, he carried out hemostasis, suturing, and dressing on the wrist of a woman two months into her pregnancy. Her relatives demanded a private chat with him, assuming their concern prompted it, so he shed his surgical attire and stepped out to converse with the family.
The fellow, clad in high-end attire, appeared around fifty years old, radiating an air of affluence from every inch.
The expectant mother seemed merely twenty or so, quite youthful.
Nowadays, it's quite typical for accomplished men to wed attractive young women.
Zhou Can inquired about the man's connection to the pregnant lady. He asserted himself as her boyfriend.
Keep in mind, 'boyfriend' and 'husband' represent entirely distinct roles.
The man drew Zhou Can to one side and murmured, "Dr. Zhou, could you assist me? Convince my girlfriend that the child she's carrying must go and requires termination."
With those words, he slyly produced a bundle of bills, attempting to pass it covertly to Zhou Can.
Thanks to Zhou Can's expertise, he discerned that the wrist wound probably stemmed from an attempted self-harm.
He had assumed the partner would fret over the fetus, yet surprisingly, he sought Zhou Can's help in urging the abortion.
To this, Zhou Can absolutely refused to consent.
He firmly turned down the request immediately.
The man lambasted Zhou Can for being ungrateful, and shortly thereafter, a summons arrived from the Medical Department.
Apparently, a formal grievance had been lodged against him.
Thus, regardless of how diligently physicians and nurses care for their charges or how courteous they remain with relatives, disputes with patients remain unavoidable.
Certain demands from patients or their kin will inevitably clash with what healthcare workers can provide.
Should the one plotting against Zhou Can turn out to be a former patient or their relative, it would truly be demoralizing.
All at once, an individual popped into his thoughts.
The spouse of Director Xue had previously intimidated Zhou Can; this fellow displayed intensely radical tendencies and a flawed personality. Taking bribes from the Third Hospital and even endangering his own spouse showed his unreliability.
"Officer, I've recalled a suspect. He's married to a doctor here at our facility. He once believed I was involved inappropriately with his wife and confronted me with threats directly."
Zhou Can shared this lead with the authorities.
"So, is your association with his spouse above board?"
"Director Xue and I share a straightforward professional bond. Nothing personal exists beyond our duties. Plus, she's about fifteen or sixteen years my senior. I've got a girlfriend, so no chance of any impropriety. We maintain mutual respect without ever crossing lines or sharing unsuitable humor."
"What prompted her husband to doubt your propriety then?"
"Late one evening, after wrapping up the final operation, following the directive from former head Hu Kan, I assisted Director Xue in overseeing the Cardiothoracic Surgery unit amid its severe turmoil. We brainstormed solutions together. Likely, since the door stayed shut throughout, her husband learned of it and wrongly assumed an affair."
Zhou Can recounted the events precisely as they occurred.
The authorities could swiftly confirm the details through basic probing.
Falsifying the account would merely invite needless complications for him.
There was zero reason to do so.
"Okay, we've noted that detail. Should we proceed with the case, you'll hear from us. For now, in the probe phase, maintain secrecy about this and refrain from gossiping to avoid hampering our efforts."
"Thank you! Thank you!"
Zhou Can expressed his gratitude profusely.
Deep into the night, these two officers showed remarkable diligence, refusing to dismiss him casually.
This stirred deep appreciation in him and boosted his esteem for law enforcement.
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Upon arriving home, Su Qianqian enveloped him in a fierce embrace.
Words failed her; she simply pressed her face against his torso and sobbed.
"What would become of me if you'd truly been harmed?"
She uttered through her tears.
"I'm fine! Stop the tears, stop! I'll take even greater precautions, so rest easy."
Zhou Can had already given her a quick rundown via call earlier.
Concealing it from her served no purpose.
Given the peril involved, informing her heightened her vigilance too.
For instance, recently, upon hearing how Zhou Can nearly got struck by a plummeting flower pot en route from work, she itched to dash to the location at once.
Zhou Can explained the assailant hid in shadows, her showing up wouldn't aid but escalate dangers. Moreover, he emerged unscathed, merely shaken.
At last, she heeded his counsel, remaining at home and awaiting his safe arrival with bated breath.
"Starting tomorrow, skip walking to the hospital—take the car!"
"I promise!"
Zhou Can affirmed with a nod.
Dropping hazards prove utterly frightening. Without his swift reflexes in crisis, the outcome could have spelled catastrophe.