Chapter 1062: 【1062】Bygones are like smoke
“Senior Cao is angry that the doctor’s professional attitude was not carried through to the end.”
“Clarify what you an; I don’t quite understand—” He Guangyou gestured with his hand to indicate, “you know what you just said implies that there was nothing wrong with the patient’s entire treatnt plan.”
“There was nothing wrong, indeed, if it was sent for assessnt by the relevant health departnts, I can guarantee they would find no errors. The patient was in terminal stage, and clinically speaking, there are no drugs to treat it, and surgery has already been attempted.”
“So what?”
“But Senior Cao is a neurosurgeon. From his professional perspective as a neurosurgeon, considering the patient’s issues, including the fact that he was quite familiar with the patient before the illness, he pondered dically about the changes in the patient’s brain after falling ill. True, the patient ultimately didn’t have brain tastases, and it seed there were no tumors in the brain. However, he knew that human brains tend to pursue benefits and avoid harm, a fact that has been proven by scientific research. With the chanism of pain suppression in pursuit of benefits and avoidance of harm, the brain would guide a patient to exhibit so irrational behavior.”
The other two, listening to her, apparently had never considered such issues before, and now their faces were displaying expressions related to reminiscing.
A scene from four years ago seed to replay vividly in their minds.
That night, thunderstorms raged outside the hospital ward window. The downpour did not relieve the oppressive atmosphere within the ward; instead, it brought an even heavier sense of oppression, as dark clouds heavily lood over everyone who was there.
“I’ve said it many tis, his mind is not clear!”
“Can you calm down a bit, Cao Yong? Teacher Zhang’s brain does not show any abnormalities currently, he is very lucid, and he can offer his own academic views when we discuss his personal treatnt plan with him.”
“No—it’s not him—”
“What are you talking about? What do you an he’s not Teacher Zhang?”
“He’s not Teacher Zhang, I know it; his brain is not that of Old Zhang now!”
“All right, Cao Yong, you go out. If you keep this up, I will have to transfer you far away. The one who is not clear-headed is not Old Zhang but you.”
…
The intense argunt, like an atomic bomb on the verge of exploding, threatened to blow everyone at the scene to pieces. Clinically, having such situations is very painful, and no one wants to rember them.
Argunts are harmful to relationships, the sa within the dical community.
He Guangyou decisively stopped reminiscing, stood up, and decided to step out to catch a breath of fresh air.
Xie Wanying was right about one thing.
The brain seeks benefits and avoids harms, and looking at his current state, unable to accept any pain at all, he just wanted to escape imdiately.
Walking to the door and opening it, there stood a man in a blue shirt.
He Guangyou gasped as if he had seen a ghost; his face and lips turned white, and he shuddered as he squeezed out three words: “Cao, Doc, tor?”
Truly uncertain whether he had just seen a ghost.
Cao Yong’s mouth curved slightly, and he said to him, “It’s good, you didn’t call Teacher Zhang.”
Neurosurgeons have strong nerves, and at this mont he could still crack such a cold professional joke. He Guangyou’s legs felt weak.
Lightly patting his shoulder to make way, Cao Yong walked straight into the multidia classroom.
He Guangyou turned to see him approach Tao Zhijie, feeling his scalp tingle, his hair standing on end, terrified and stiff not knowing what to do.
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