Chapter 1229: [1229] Must obey her
Xie Wanying removed the ice towel from the patient’s nose bridge. Ice packs have a set duration of use and cannot be applied indefinitely. Seeing that there was no significant bleeding, she decided it was ti to remove the ice pack.
Before long, a gynecologist who had been notified arrived at the ergency departnt.
The gynecologist walked into the ergency room and instantly squinted her eyes upon seeing Xie Wanying: Why did she run into this person again?
It was Shen Xifei.
“This is the patient,” Xie Wanying said, turning to inform her upon noticing the arrival of her obstetrics and gynecology colleague.
“What’s the diagnosis?” Shen Xifei asked, her eyes carefully scanning Xie Wanying’s expression. It appeared that Xie Wanying didn’t seem to recognize who she was.
Xie Wanying, who had always been sowhat indifferent to interpersonal relationships, did find her face familiar, but for the mont, couldn’t recall her identity. Primarily because it had been three months since the incident in General Surgery Departnt Two.
It wasn’t appropriate to discuss the patient’s condition in front of the patient. Xie Wanying led her to the side and handed her the patient’s dical record.
Shen Xifei took the dical record, opened it, and saw the diagnosis written: Retrograde nstruation? Endotriosis?
Compensatory nstruation wasn’t sothing unheard of in clinical practice, but it was not a common case record. Shen Xifei needed to clarify: “Didn’t you call an ENT specialist to check the nose first? Are the blood test results out yet?”
“Teacher Xin and I preliminarily suspect that the issue is neither related to ENT nor Hematology. Perhaps, after she’s admitted to your gynecology departnt, you can invite those two departnts for a consultation. For now, her nosebleed has temporarily stopped,” Xie Wanying explained.
“You suspect this?” Shen Xifei latched onto the key part of her words—Xie Wanying had participated in determining the patient’s diagnosis.
Xie Wanying thought for a mont—maybe the other party was thinking she was just an intern. She clarified, “It was mainly Teacher Xin’s judgnt.”
Shen Xifei narrowed her eyes, clearly not believing this explanation.
Everyone in the hospital knew that lately, Cardiothoracic Surgery and Respiratory dicine seed to be on the verge of a showdown. With Teacher Xin from Respiratory dicine ntoring a high-achieving student, it was like arming a tiger, and they were aggressively challenging Cardiothoracic Surgery, leaving people from that departnt quite displeased.
This had beco a bit of a running joke for everyone during lunch breaks. Because it was impossible for Respiratory dicine to genuinely threaten the status of Cardiothoracic Surgery. Departntal comparisons depended on overall strength. Respiratory dicine didn’t have nearly as many big shots as Cardiothoracic Surgery, and their key scientific research projects might only amount to a tenth of those in Cardiothoracic Surgery. Economically, the departnt’s performance was far from comparable.
What’s more, President Wu clearly favored surgical departnts over internal dicine, as surgeries brought in better financial returns. Even in pediatric specialties, surgery had been prioritized over internal dicine developnt.
The gossip mostly served to highlight one thing: This dical student was rather remarkable.
As for how skilled Xie Wanying was, Shen Xifei had experienced it herself last ti. It had almost cost her the humiliation of being told by Tan Kelin to pack up and leave.
Afterwards, she had reflected on it. No matter what, she had to admit the dical competence of the person standing before her. However, she still harbored a bit of resentnt toward what Xie Wanying had done to Zhang Xiaohui in the past. Sure, you’ve got skills—but you could have just called Zhang Xiaohui privately to tell her to co and address the patient’s condition, instead of going straight to an instructor to report it.
How could they not look out for each other when studying in the sa hospital?
People seed to forget that Zhang Xiaohui had turned off her phone at the ti, and the patient’s condition couldn’t wait until Zhang Xiaohui turned her phone back on.
“Alright, I’ll call my instructor to report the patient’s condition,” Shen Xifei said, as she stuffed the patient’s dical record into her white coat pocket. This statent signified that she trusted Xie Wanying’s diagnosis. Having been proven wrong before, she wasn’t foolish enough to make the sa mistake twice.
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