This doctor is already middle-aged, and he's only just started practicing medicine.

Chapter 27 Dr. Lu is in a bad mood!
“Young Master Kun… I told you… if you’re not willing to help with prescriptions and medical records, you don’t have to do it.”

"I'm the patient's attending physician now, and this is the emergency department!!! We don't have that many patients in our surgical team, so I can handle everything by myself." Lu Cheng sat in front of the computer, tilting his head, his tone solemn and his expression serious.

Peng Kun was slightly stunned after hearing this, and the light from the computer screen made the pimple on his right cheek twitch slightly: "Brother, what's wrong with me now?"

Lu Cheng said, "Omeprazole is enough for this patient. Moreover, this patient is using antiarrhythmic drugs, and using pantopril in combination will have the effect of cardiac conduction interference."

“Ogilvy doesn’t have this kind of risk.”

"Young Master Kun, if you want to change the medicine next time, could you please discuss it with me beforehand?"

"How many times has this happened?"

After listening, Peng Kun opened his phone with a hint of disbelief: "Really?"

"Brother Cheng, last time you said that pantoprazole would have fewer side effects, so I thought you mispronounced pantoprazole as Omeprazole today."

"Does using pantoprazole in combination with antiarrhythmic drugs increase the risk? Doesn't Aomei have that risk?"

Many doctors in county hospitals don't delve into the detailed theories of surgical medication, but Peng Kun had previously worked at Xiangya No. 2 Hospital, where Professor Li and Professor Zhu, specializing in sports medicine, paid particular attention to this aspect, so he was particular about it.

Peng Kun's memory was certainly not as detailed as Lu Cheng's. After checking the lengthy instructions for pantoprazole, he indeed found a section on the specific risks of pantoprazole.

Caution is advised when using class IA/III antiarrhythmic drugs in combination!
Lu Cheng remained expressionless and immediately called the nurses' station: "Sister Fang, cancel the omeprazole treatment for bed 3. I'll change the medication..."

Once a doctor's order is issued, the nursing department will execute it. After the nurse clicks "execute," the doctor cannot change it at will and must cancel it temporarily.

"Oh... okay, slowpoke!" Zeng Huangfang was used to Lu Cheng being slow and indecisive when she worked with him, but Lu Cheng was easy to talk to, so she made a joke.

"Thank you, Sister Fang. Please wait ten minutes before reviewing my medical prescription. I might need to think about it some more," Lu Cheng said.

"Okay, I know... My brother... I really don't know why you nitpick so many details. The other characters are just used casually."

"Isn't that too much to ask of yourself?" Zeng Huangfang pointed out.

Brother, you're just doing a job. Following the guidelines and using medications correctly is enough. Why bother with all these complicated details? Patients won't thank you much anyway, so why waste so many brain cells?
Lu Cheng didn't reply, continuing to meticulously study the doctor's orders. Ultimately, Lu Cheng's pharmacology was only at the "proficient" level, so he still needed to consult a drug encyclopedia for information on some medications he wasn't familiar with...

After reading the instructions and confirming Lu Cheng's statement, Peng Kun asked with a troubled expression, "Brother Cheng, have you memorized the instructions for several commonly used medicines word for word?"

"You should still remember the ones you use often, Kun Shao. I'm not trying to nag you on purpose."

"The instructions say that although pantoprazole has fewer side effects when used in combination with other drugs, it is extremely troublesome to deal with once it occurs."

“The guidelines haven’t been updated, so even if something goes wrong, they won’t hold us responsible, but we don’t need to create trouble for ourselves,” Lu Cheng explained.

Peng Kun got along fairly well with him, and on the surface they were both polite and well-behaved.

Peng Kun simply didn't refuse any of the many good things that Director Peng arranged for him.

As the saying goes, you can't hit a smiling face. If Peng Kun isn't doing anything shady, Lu Cheng wouldn't mind having another "verbal friend".

As they were talking, Lu Cheng's phone rang—

"Lu Cheng, a patient with multiple tendon ruptures has arrived. Could you come and take a look?"

"Okay, I'll be right there!" Lu Cheng answered the call immediately and then quickly wrote out the pre-prepared medical orders to the patient.

These medical orders could certainly be refined further and may require minor adjustments, but given the limited time, the previously estimated optimal solution was already the best Lu Cheng could do.

After submitting, I received an extra 0.4 skill points, which was better than nothing.

...Outside the emergency operating room, warm water splashed against the arms of Lu Cheng and Peng Kun, making a pattering sound.

Peng Kun grinned eagerly, "Brother Cheng, could I practice on this multiple tendon injury case?"

Lu Cheng's expression was stern, and his tone was icy: "They are all tendon injuries in the upper arm, which you can't handle right now."

"Once your basic skills are improved, you can start practicing."

Peng Kun continued, "Isn't it because my basic skills are improving too slowly? I haven't performed surgery in a long time, and I'm a little itchy. Actually, it's not much different."

Peng Kun's basic skills are still a little short of reaching the level of suturing, stretching, and compressing the vein; he's just one step away from mastering it.

But Peng Kun just couldn't get past this step.

"It's not much different, but it's still not good... Young Master Kun, I can't cover for you."

“If you don’t want to have surgery, I’ll call the operating room…” Lu Cheng’s voice was calm and ruthless. After saying that, he turned around and stepped into the operating room.

Peng Kun was only an assistant in the emergency department. Although he had the 'professional title' and surgical authorization to perform tendon injuries, if he wanted to be the surgeon, Lu Cheng would definitely run away...

The surgery continued smoothly. Lu Cheng stood meticulously in the surgeon's position, leaving Peng Kun with nowhere to insert the needle...

"Brother Cheng, Brother Cheng... please be lenient. Next time, next time, I'll only sew half a stitch. Let me experience the feel of it." After the surgery was over and the patient left the operating room, Peng Kun hinted again.

Peng Kun tried to please Lu Cheng throughout the entire surgery, but Lu Cheng remained unmoved. Even the circulating nurse couldn't stand it anymore: "Dr. Lu, you really have a heart of stone..."

"Young Master Kun has begged you so much, so just let him get a few stitches, it won't cause any problems, right?"

Lu Cheng tilted his head and asked, "Xue Xue, how about next time I don't come to the operating room and just let you and Kun Shao have the procedure done by yourself?"

Xue Xue immediately fell silent, staring dumbfounded as Lu Cheng walked out. After Lu Cheng's figure disappeared for more than ten seconds, Xue Xue blinked and asked, "Dr. Lu, is he heartbroken or has he taken a pill?"

"Is he really that sharp-tongued? I was just giving him a suggestion."

Peng Kun chuckled and scratched his head, saying, "Xiaoxue, Lu Cheng hasn't been in a good mood lately. It's probably because his period is here. Don't provoke him."

“In the department, apart from Professor Chen and the patients’ families, Lu Cheng has been speaking rather coldly lately.”

"Men, well, they have those few days every month..."

Xue Xue rolled her eyes at Peng Kun and said in a sweet voice, "Nonsense, men don't have periods. I can be sure that Dr. Lu is definitely heartbroken."

Peng Kun shook his head and said, "That's impossible, Lu Cheng doesn't have a girlfriend."

Xue Xue thought for a while before asking with some difficulty, "Young Master Kun, is tendon suturing really that difficult?"

"You've begged Lu Cheng so much and he still won't give you a chance? That's really disrespectful to you!"

Peng Kun gave a helpless, bitter smile: "My father is very accommodating to me, but when problems arise, the patients and their families won't be so accommodating."

"It's not Lu Cheng's fault..."

If Peng Kun hadn't suffered a loss, he wouldn't speak so humbly. But the tendon rupture he suffered on stage last time caught his father off guard, forcing him to seek help from others and be humiliated. Peng Kun hasn't completely recovered from the trauma yet.

Technology is only valuable if it's worthwhile; what's the point of using technology that's commonplace? Commonplace technology isn't worth much either.

(End of this chapter)