This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

Director Wang Jianming left the emergency room quickly.

Zhou Cheng then turned around and walked back to the emergency observation room.

As soon as I pushed open the door to the observation room, I saw two patients' family members surrounding the nurses' station asking about their conditions, and an old man holding an IV drip bottle who wanted to go to the toilet. The scene was much more lively than when I left.

He quickly walked over, helped the old man adjust the height of the IV stand, instructed the caregiver to help, and then patiently explained the patient's test results to the family.

After completing the entire process, it was already 4 PM.

After finishing the trivial matters in the observation room, Zhou Cheng sat down in the chair in the doctor's office, picked up the glass of water on the table, which had gone cold, and took a sip.

Finally having some free time, Zhou Cheng found himself with two questions that involuntarily popped into his mind.

These two questions, which began when he decided to give up and wait to be fired, sprouted in his heart like seeds, and became even clearer today after experiencing the rescue of a patient with cardiac tamponade.

The first problem is that he encounters critically ill patients more frequently!

The emergency department is a place where critically ill patients are concentrated, a fact that Zhou Cheng knew from his first day on the job.

Previously, when he was on night shift, he would only encounter two or three critically ill patients who needed emergency treatment. But in the past few days, he has already encountered five or six critically ill patients who need to be rescued.

From mesenteric embolism to cardiac tamponade, each is extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness can be fatal.

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but look through his previous duty logs and found that during the same time period, other doctors on duty had significantly fewer critically ill patients than he did.

"Is it really just a coincidence?" Zhou Cheng frowned. "Or is there some other reason?"

The second issue is that he feels his mind has become much clearer, especially when facing the resuscitation of critically ill patients.

Zhou Cheng spent three months in the emergency department and believed that his skills had improved somewhat.

From initially having trembling hands even when performing intravenous punctures, to later being able to independently handle common injuries and infections.

But never before have I felt like I've suddenly had an epiphany, like these past few days.

When facing patients, what used to take half a day to figure out the condition can now be quickly identified by glancing at the symptoms and looking at the test reports.

In the past, I would be so nervous during rescues that I would forget the steps. Now, I can calmly arrange every step and even perform high-risk procedures such as blind puncture under the xiphoid process with precision and efficiency.

Just like today's patients with cardiac tamponade, in the past, even if they thought they needed immediate puncture, they would hesitate because they were worried about the risks.

But today he made the decision almost without hesitation, and could even clearly determine the angle and depth of needle insertion.

"Something's not right about this change."

Zhou Cheng leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and a thought flashed through his mind: Could it be because of this dismissal system?

This system, which fell from the sky, has been shrouded in mystery since the day it appeared.

Initially, he thought the system only had one function: receiving a reward upon being fired.

But now it seems that it's not that simple.

Could the increase in severe cases I'm encountering be related to the system?!

Is the improvement of thinking and technology also a hidden benefit of the system?

How many undiscovered passwords are there in the system? Are there only these two changes, or are there more hidden functions?

If the system can truly improve one's abilities, will those abilities still exist after being dismissed?

A series of questions flashed through Zhou Cheng's mind.

……

Just then, the call bell in the observation room rang. It was an elderly man who had just arrived, complaining of abdominal pain.

Zhou Cheng immediately stood up, temporarily suppressing the questions in his mind, and quickly walked to the hospital bed.

The elderly man was admitted for acute gastroenteritis. His condition had stabilized, but now he is suddenly experiencing abdominal pain. This could be due to a relapse of his condition or the development of other complications.

Zhou Cheng bent down and asked the old man about the location and nature of his abdominal pain while gently pressing his abdomen with his hand.

The moment his hand touched the old man's lower right abdomen, the old man winced in pain.

"Grandpa, does it hurt here?" Zhou Cheng asked.

"It hurts!" The old man nodded, his face somewhat pale.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cheng had already made his judgment.

The patient presented with tenderness in the lower right abdomen. Considering the patient's history of gastroenteritis, appendicitis or intestinal adhesions cannot be ruled out.

He immediately arranged for a nurse to take the old man for an abdominal CT scan and ordered a blood test. The whole process was smooth and quick, without any hesitation.

After finishing his business in the ward, Zhou Cheng took a deep breath and turned to walk towards the doctor's office.

Regardless of what secrets the system might hold, doing his current task well is the most important thing for him.

……

5:30 p.m.

Finally off work!

Zhou Cheng and Zou Rui, who was on the night shift, conducted a bedside handover of the patient's condition.

"Pay attention to the elderly man in bed 3 who is experiencing abdominal pain; consider repeating the enhanced CT scan if necessary."

"There's also a young man in bed 6 who is experiencing heart palpitations. His electrocardiogram and cardiac enzymes are normal, but his symptoms haven't improved significantly."

"By the way, there's another patient in the emergency room who underwent pericardiocentesis; we should probably keep an eye on the amount of drainage."

"..."

After handing over the patient's condition, Zhou Cheng went to the duty room to change into a white coat and then prepared to go home.

As soon as Zhou Cheng stepped out of the duty room, he heard someone calling him from behind.

"Junior brother! Wait a minute!"

He turned around and saw Fang Hang, who was holding his coat and running towards him with a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

This is completely different from the cold and aloof Fang Hang he used to be; he's like a completely different person.

"Senior brother, is there something you need?" Zhou Cheng stopped in his tracks.

Fang Hang ran up to Zhou Cheng, catching his breath, "Junior brother, thank you so much for today. Without you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to handle so many patients. I was thinking, it's almost lunchtime now, how about I treat you to a meal as a way of thanking you?"

Zhou Cheng was taken aback.

He didn't expect Fang Hang to invite him to dinner.

Fang Hang used to be rather aloof towards everyone, perhaps it was just his personality, or perhaps people weren't very familiar with him yet.

Zhou Cheng thought for a moment, realizing that going home alone and grabbing something to eat would be a bit boring, so he nodded: "Sure, but don't be so polite. We're colleagues, it's only right to help each other out."

"That's different! You've been a huge help to me today!" Fang Hang said quickly. "I know a barbecue restaurant near the hospital that's really good. Shall we go try it?"

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

The two chatted for a while and soon arrived at the barbecue restaurant that Fang Hang had mentioned.

The shop is small, with only seven or eight tables, but it was full of people, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue.

Fang Hang found an empty seat in a corner, pulled Zhou Cheng to sit down, and skillfully picked up the menu: "Junior brother, what do you want to eat? The grilled lamb skewers and chicken wings here are especially delicious, as are the grilled eggplants. I always order them."

"Then you keep an eye on it, I'm not picky." Zhou Cheng nodded with a smile.

Fang Hang ordered a huge amount of grilled skewers before putting down the menu.

He looked at Zhou Cheng and couldn't help but ask again, "Junior brother, did you often handle acute and critical cases during your residency training? Otherwise, how could you be so skilled?"

Zhou Cheng paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "No, it's just that I learned a lot from my teachers during my residency training and encountered more cases, so I gradually gained experience."

In fact, he himself didn't understand the changes that had recently happened to him.