Rebirth of a Doctor Without Regrets

Chapter 135 Who's Playing the Trick?

The cardiac surgery department was already working beyond its limits, with extra beds in the corridor stretching from the wall to the elevator entrance.

The nurses pushed the treatment carts back and forth quickly, their steps so hurried that they almost had to jog, without even a moment to stop and drink some water.

Originally, Zhu Chunhua's team and Shen Hao's team were operating at full capacity, and with Wang Xiao and Shen Hao working around the clock to perform surgeries, they were still able to barely handle the continuous influx of patients.

But in the past two days, Chief Resident Zhao Zhao has fallen into an unprecedented predicament.

As per Wang Xiao's request, he recently reduced the number of surgeries scheduled for Zhu Chunhua's team, especially those new surgical procedures that Wang Xiao had never encountered before, which were almost all of them were turned down.

Wang Xiao's thoughts were simple: Zhu Chunhua was banned from performing for a month, and without her guidance, it would be too risky for her to rashly take over the new technique.

However, his request brought Zhao Zhao a lot of trouble.

With fewer surgeries scheduled, there's a backlog of patients, and the intensive care unit is already full, with even extra beds in the corridors not enough.

Zhao Zhao even had to bite the bullet and refuse some patients with relatively mild conditions who were scheduled for elective surgery.

For every patient refused, the attending physician faces questioning and accusations from the patient's family, and these grievances will more or less be reflected back to him from his colleagues.

What troubled him even more was that Dean Chen Changhai personally inspected the cardiac surgery department and, seeing the patients and their families piled up in the corridor, directly criticized Zhao Zhao in front of all the medical staff.

These patients were all brought in by Chen Changhai through his connections. If they weren't properly taken care of or were even refused treatment, Chen Changhai's heart would bleed.

When Zhao Zhao was being criticized, the doctors and nurses around him all lowered their heads and no one dared to say a word. Their eyes would occasionally fall on Zhao Zhao, some with sympathy and others with amusement.

Zhao Zhao stood there, his cheeks flushed red, his heart filled with grievances, but he dared not utter a single word in rebuttal.

The dean was furious, and this matter involved Wang Xiao and Zhu Chunhua's punishment. As a mere chief resident, he had no say and could only bear all the blame.

After Dean Chen left, Zhao Zhao could no longer hold back. His eyes turned red, and the grievances in his heart surged like a tide.

He knew very well that the backlog of patients was not his fault at all; it was Wang Xiao who requested fewer surgeries and Zhu Chunhua who was banned from performing surgeries. But he couldn't say these things in front of everyone.

After much thought, he decided to go to the dean's office. He wanted to explain the situation and plead with the dean to let Zhu Chunhua return to the operating room, even if it was just to guide the surgery.

On the other hand, I also wanted to defend myself and let the hospital director know that the backlog of patients was not his responsibility and that he should stop criticizing him so easily.

Zhao Zhao straightened his white coat, which he hadn't changed in days, took a deep breath, and walked towards the director's office on the top floor of the inpatient department.

room.

When he reached the door, he noticed that the office door was not closed properly, leaving a crack, and he could hear Chen Changhai and Lin Gaoming talking inside.

They seemed to be talking about cardiac surgery. He subconsciously stopped and held his breath as he quietly moved closer to the gap.

"Old Chen, don't you think there's something off about Zhu Chunhua's excessive hand hygiene?" Lin Gaoming's voice carried a hint of probing.

"Our cardiac surgery department is currently in a crucial period for the evaluation, and it's highly suspicious that Zhu Chunhua was banned from performing at this crucial time, especially for such a basic mistake. I suspect that someone outside might have bribed the infection control department to deliberately sabotage us?"

So that's another possibility!

Is this the unadorned business war? No, the medical war.

Zhao Zhao was very curious and held his breath, not wanting to miss a single word.

He had also found the matter suspicious. Zhu Chunhua wasn't a newbie, so how could she have excessive hand hygiene? It turned out that someone was deliberately playing tricks on her?

"No." Chen Changhai's tone was very certain. "The people in the infection control department were all promoted by me. Their loyalty is absolutely guaranteed, and it's impossible for them to be bribed by people from other hospitals. I can be very sure of this. It wasn't people from other hospitals who did this."

Lin Gaoming's voice carried a hint of confusion: "That's strange. If it wasn't someone from the outer courtyard, could it really be that Zhu Chunhua herself made a mistake?"

"Alright, you don't need to concern yourself with this anymore." Chen Changhai's tone softened a bit, with a hint of deeper meaning. "Zhu Chunhua being banned from the stage is not a big deal."

Wang Xiao is a talented and hardworking child, but she lacks experience and is too dependent on Zhu Chunhua for guidance.

Now that Zhu Chunhua is away, it's a good test for him. If he can pull through, he will definitely become another pillar of our cardiac surgery department.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhao suddenly realized that the dean had known all along that something was wrong, and had even deliberately let it go in order to test Wang Xiao.

Just as he was about to listen further, his cell phone suddenly rang in his pocket.

The shrill ringing of the bell was particularly jarring in the quiet corridor, instantly shattering the atmosphere of conversation in the office.

"Who's outside?" Chen Changhai's voice immediately turned serious.

Zhao Zhao trembled with fright, quickly hung up the phone, pushed open the door with a pale face, and walked in with his head down.

"Dean Chen, Director Lin, I—I am Zhao Zhao, I need to speak with you."

Chen Changhai and Lin Gaoming exchanged a glance, a knowing look flashing in their eyes; clearly, he had been eavesdropping outside.

Chen Changhai didn't blame him; instead, his tone softened, and he pointed to the chair opposite his desk: "Sit down. What did you need me for?"

Zhao Zhao sat in the chair, his hands obediently placed on his knees. After hesitating for a long time, he finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Dean Chen, I—I wanted to explain to you that there is a backlog of patients recently, and there is nothing I can do about it."

"It was Dr. Wang Xiao who told me to schedule fewer surgeries for Zhu Chunhua's group, especially new procedures. He said that Deputy Director Zhu was banned from operating, had no one to guide her, and dared not take over rashly, which is why there were so many patients to schedule."

As he spoke, he secretly observed Chen Changhai's expression, fearing that the dean would criticize him again.

After listening, Chen Changhai showed no surprise and nodded: "I know, this is not your fault, don't blame yourself too much."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhao finally felt relieved. The pressure of the past few days brought tears to his eyes, and he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

"Thank you, Dean Chen, thank you for understanding me. I was just afraid you would misunderstand me and think I wasn't doing my job properly—"

"Alright, it's nothing." Chen Changhai waved his hand. "The backlog of patients is serious, we can't delay any longer. Zhao Zhao, go back now and schedule all the backlog of surgeries for Director Lin tonight."

We must process the backlog of patients as soon as possible; we cannot refuse any more patients.

Upon hearing this, Lin Gaoming's eyes widened instantly, and a speechless expression appeared on his face.

How come we were having such a nice conversation, and then suddenly you stabbed yourself in the back?

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