Zhou Can presented his treatment plan.
After listening, Director Xue Yan first fell into deep thought, then her eyes slowly brightened.
She finally looked up at him with a look of admiration.
"No wonder the teacher wanted you to inherit his legacy back then! You truly are a genius, your vision is more long-term than mine, able to take a prehensive view, with both intelligence and courage. When this child was brought in and we saw how dire the situation was, our first thought was to save his life. How to correct the condition in the shortest possible time, but never like you, to slowly contend with the disease."
Director Xue Yan and other chief physicians’ treatment plans are more conventional.
Zhou Can’s thinking is of a higher caliber, deeper in wisdom, and stronger in mental fortitude.
Actually, this tense doctor-patient relationship nowadays forces most doctors to have to choose immediate and quick-fix treatment options.
Because when family members don’t see results, all sorts of skepticism, plaints, transfers, loss of confidence, etc., cause great headaches for doctors.
People naturally have a tendency to seek benefits and avoid harm.
When doctors choose a treatment plan, they will naturally cater to family members, seeking their support and approval.
"I’ll change the medical orders now and alter the treatment plan." Director Xue Yan was fully swayed by Zhou Can, abandoning the thunderous treatment plan discussed with the other chiefs.
"When municating with family members, we must be thorough. I estimate this marathon will take at least three months. Since this child’s condition was delayed for some time, it may take longer. Of course, we must also prepare for the worst, if we can’t save him, then we can only say we’ve done our best."
After explaining some details, Zhou Can hurriedly left.
He still hadn’t eaten lunch, needed to fill his stomach to cope with the afternoon clinic. Then after the clinic he had to exhaustingly return to the emergency department to operate until midnight.
The intense workload of back-to-back shifts, only he truly understands how exhausting it is.
The afternoon clinic isn’t worth mentioning.
By the time it was past six in the evening, Zhou Can had finished at the clinic, had dinner, and rushed to the emergency department.
While passing the emergency room entrance, he unexpectedly spotted a familiar figure.
"Isn’t that the mother of the boy who fell and hurt his left arm, who was extremely troublesome? What’s she doing in the emergency room?"
Zhou Can was very puzzled.
Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, his heart trembled violently.
Could that boy have really hurt his head, causing intracranial bleeding?
Perhaps Zhou Can stared a moment too long, and the woman noticed, she turned her head to look over.
Zhou Can quickly averted his gaze.
This woman was too formidable, he definitely didn’t want to be entangled with her.
Now that her son was in the emergency room, if she vented her anger at Zhou Can, causing a scene, it would be too much trouble.
"Dr. Zhou!"
The woman’s sharp eyes recognized him, and she greeted him proactively.
Such women typically hold grudges, so it’s no surprise she recognized Zhou Can at a glance.
Zhou Can didn’t want to engage with this woman, pretended not to hear, and quickened his pace to slip away. He still had many surgeries to perform.
Surgical patients held in emergency usually need surgery done the same day.
There’s no postponement.
"Dr. Zhou, it was my fault this morning, I’m sorry! I’m now terribly regretful, because of my stupidity and ignorance, I’ve sent my child into emergency care. You know a lot of people at the hospital, can you help put in a word, to make sure they save my son? I’m begging you!"
This woman had no shame.
In the pediatric clinic in the morning, she turned against Zhou Can faster than flipping a page.
Her manner was vicious.
Now that her son was in emergency care, she even dared to ask Zhou Can to help put in a word.
Who does she think she is?
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