This miracle doctor just wants to be fired!

When Zhou Cheng got home, it was already late at night.

However, after talking with Fang Hang today, he is becoming more and more confident about his path to being fired.

Tomorrow is my shift in the emergency room, which is usually not very busy.

Most patients who need hospitalization are admitted to specialist wards or observation rooms.

Thinking of this, Zhou Cheng paused.

Just because I wasn't busy before doesn't mean I'm not busy now!

After Zhou Cheng finished washing up, he was about to go straight to bed, but then he suddenly remembered something and got out of bed again.

I opened my secondhand laptop and clicked on that obscure and difficult-to-understand English document from before.

Zhou Cheng wasn't making baseless accusations; he wanted to verify a certain issue.

He feels that his mind has been very clear lately, and he has a strong ability to learn various clinical knowledge and techniques.

He could suddenly grasp and understand things he had learned before by going through them in his mind.

As for the English documents in front of him, they were the ones Zhou Cheng used to hate the most. To understand one of them, he usually had to look up the meaning of many words and phrases.

Zhou Cheng wanted to test whether his guess was correct.

……

He specifically chose a paper that he had previously found the most difficult, and the words in it were all relatively unfamiliar.

Upon opening this document, one is greeted by a series of somewhat unfamiliar words.

Zhou Cheng tried to read the document aloud, but found that he seemed to have no idea how to read the words at all.

He then smiled and shook his head, "Looks like I was overthinking it."

However, just as Zhou Cheng was about to close the document, a series of Chinese characters suddenly flashed through his mind.

These words seem to be a translation of that sentence from the document we just read.

Zhou Cheng was stunned.

He seems to have really understood!

What's going on?

Zhou Cheng quickly continued flipping through the paper, even skimming through it.

He discovered that as soon as he glanced at a passage, the corresponding Chinese translation would naturally pop into his mind.

This is just like something I always knew how to do!

However, Zhou Cheng was certain that he would hardly ever look at his thesis after graduation.

Moreover, this paper is very difficult.

In the past, when he read these kinds of papers, he would definitely look at them word by word.

"It actually works!"

Zhou Cheng was filled with shock and a touch of helplessness.

This is definitely a capability granted by the system!

However, right now he's just thinking about getting fired as soon as possible, so the system's ability to hide doesn't seem that important anymore.

That night, Zhou Cheng tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Silent all night.

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The next morning.

After getting up and quickly washing up, Zhou Cheng went straight out the door.

The breakfast stalls near the hospital have become lively, with various vendors calling out their wares.

The air was filled with the aroma of various scallions and sesame seeds.

Zhou Cheng walked to his usual breakfast stall: "Give me a fried dough stick, a cup of soy milk, and two meat buns."

"Okay, just a moment, it'll be ready soon!" The shop owner was familiar with Zhou Cheng and knew that this young man came here often and was probably a hospital employee, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Cheng took the breakfast, paid for it, and took a bite of the fried dough stick as he walked.

Soy milk and fried dough sticks are a combination he never gets tired of.

As I walked to the hospital entrance, I ran into Director Wang Jianming, who was carrying a briefcase.

Zhou Cheng paused for a moment, but still took the initiative to greet him: "Director Wang, good morning."

Wang Jianming nodded, his gaze sweeping over the breakfast in his hand, and said in a calm tone, "Keep a close eye on the patients, don't let anything go wrong."

"Understood, Director Wang." Zhou Cheng nodded.

Watching Wang Jianming stride into the outpatient building, I thought to myself, it seems that Director Wang is still not completely over yesterday's puncture incident!

And looking at Director Wang's face, he seems tired and worn out, as if he hadn't slept well!

……

Zhou Cheng took the last bite of the meat bun and strode into the duty room of the emergency department building.

There are four iron bunk beds in the duty room, with the bedding neatly folded, and several white coats on the cabinet against the wall.

Zhou Cheng put down his soy milk cup, took out his white coat from the cabinet. The cuffs were already faded from washing and were stained with blood from the rescue, which could not be washed clean.

He quickly changed, straightened his collar in front of the mirror, and hung the stethoscope around his neck.

As soon as he stepped out of the duty room, he heard Zhao Wenqi's voice from the doorway: "Dr. Zhou, hurry to the doctor's office. There's an urgent matter during the early shift handover today. Director Wang might be angry."

"Okay, it'll be here soon."

Zhou Cheng was startled and quickened his pace toward the doctor's office.

Are you suggesting I publicly announce that he had a pericardiocentesis yesterday?!

Before even entering the doctor's office, I could hear a noisy discussion coming from inside.

When I opened the door, the office was packed with people.

Director Wang Jianming sat at the front, his face grim.

The attending physician, Li Degang, frowned, holding the patient's medical record in his hand.

Another attending physician, Zhang Biao, stood in the corner, his expression solemn.

As for Zhao Rui, who was on duty in the observation room last night, Zhou Cheng didn't see him.

There were also a few nurses and young doctors who were whispering among themselves.

Seeing Zhou Cheng enter, Fang Hang quietly tugged at his sleeve and explained in a low voice, "Zhao Rui was on night shift in the observation room last night, and something terrible happened."

Zhou Cheng found an empty seat and was about to ask about the details when Wang Jianming slammed the medical record book on the table, and the office fell silent instantly.

"Stop arguing! Let's do the shift handover first! Nurse, please give us a brief overview of the situation in the observation room last night."

Last night, Lin Ling, a nurse, was on duty in the observation room. Zhou Cheng had a good impression of her; she was a reliable and hardworking young nurse.

Lin Ling stepped forward, holding the handover logbook, and began the handover process.

"Nurse handover: Last night at 10:30, the observation room admitted a 35-year-old male patient who complained of sudden abdominal pain for 2 hours."

"Upon admission, the patient's blood pressure was 130/80 mmHg, and heart rate was 85 beats per minute. Blood tests and abdominal ultrasound were performed, but no obvious abnormalities were found. The attending physician suspected acute gastroenteritis and prescribed antispasmodic, analgesic, and fluid replacement medications."

At this point, Lin Ling's voice seemed to soften and tremble slightly.

"Around 1 a.m., the patient suddenly complained of worsening abdominal pain. As prescribed by the doctor, painkillers were administered. Around 2 a.m., the family noticed that the patient's condition was not right. When I rushed over, the patient was already unconscious, had stopped breathing, and had no heartbeat."

"We immediately began resuscitation efforts, including chest compressions, endotracheal intubation, and defibrillation. After more than 40 minutes of resuscitation, the family gave up and took the patient home."

As soon as Lin Ling finished speaking, Wang Jianming's angry voice rang out in the office.

"With such an unclear diagnosis, why not contact a second-line doctor immediately? Why not conduct further examinations? A young patient suddenly experiencing persistent abdominal pain—are you only considering acute gastroenteritis?"

Lin Ling lowered her head, her voice even softer: "Dr. Zhao said the patient's symptoms were atypical, so we should observe him first and do further examinations when it gets light. Every time the patient felt unwell, I went to the duty room to call him..."

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