Great doctors start with pediatrics

Chapter 38 Zhang Lianren's Nonsense

"what……"

Laurent opened his eyes again.

I feel like there's something on my face.

I instinctively reached out to grab it.

Like a drowning person.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief when I touched the smooth mask.

As far as the eye can see, there is a pristine white ceiling.

Turning my head to the side, I saw a wardrobe and a hospital bed.

And I, too, am lying in a hospital bed.

Sit up.

Beside the bed is Dr. Zhang Lianren, a pediatric urologist.

"You slept for an hour."

"Your body looks very tired. Considering your behavior, we've given you some oxygen."

Fainting is a very normal occurrence.

Zhang Lianren finished speaking.

They didn't continue talking.

Laurent's mind was spinning.

It felt as if I had just been anesthetized.

He was in the operating room just a moment ago.

The next second he was in a hospital bed.

Laurent pondered.

The brain constantly recalls past events.

I'm so tired, so incredibly tired.

My hands are still numb.

Laurent, in particular, did not actually have a very good physique or habits.

He was just an orphan.

An orphan who survives on his own.

An orphan who was abandoned as a child due to health problems.

"Where am I now?"

Laurent said after a long pause.

"In the inpatient ward, on a bed in the pediatric urology department."

"There were so many injured children that in the end, we were the only ones with available beds."

"After all, many of our patients finish the procedure in the morning and leave in the afternoon."

"I specially found an empty room for you."

"Get some rest."

"How is the situation?"

Laurent lay in bed.

He couldn't lift his own hand.

"fine."

Zhang Lianren said, "The other directors are all in the operating room."

Several nearby hospitals also shared some of the patients.

"I heard that the patients were also pre-classified."

"There shouldn't be any major problems."

"Hmm." Laurent nodded upon hearing this.

I don't know what I was thinking later.

I'm just a little dazed.

"Actually, it feels like only two months have passed since the start of the semester, but I've ended up in the hospital ward."

Laurent wasn't sure if he was being self-deprecating.

But for Laurent...

It's only been less than half a month to a month since I traveled to the present.

He also tried his best to help many people.

She has even been on the operating table.

I never expected to encounter this situation.

I was the one lying on the operating table first.

He knew his abilities were meant to save lives.

But I never expected that saving someone would come at such a high price.

"Actually, you surgeons are always this tired."

"The emergency room is also very busy."

"I heard that the thoracic surgery department is full of surgeries every night."

Zhang Lianren said, "But their thoracic surgery department really likes surgery."

After all, a single surgery can cost tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Their performance is impressive; a surgery takes at most an hour or two.

They turn over tables many times a day; to be honest, they're no different from pigs slaughtered in a slaughterhouse.

Zhang Lianren spoke with great enthusiasm.

It's clear he's trying to find topics for Laurent to talk about.

In Zhang Lianren's view, Laurent had just participated in the emergency rescue, and now was the time when he needed to be distracted.

Speaking was also to help Laurent distract himself.

Unfortunately, Laurent did not understand Zhang Lianren's intentions.

Zhang Lianren could only helplessly continue: "After all, the surgeries they perform there are all about nodules, and many of them just involve removing lung nodules."

In other words, our hospital is relatively conservative in its approach to pulmonary nodules, considering the prognosis. I've heard that some hospitals in Jiangnan might just remove them without warning.

That's the lung! A ground-glass nodule is nothing more than carcinoma in situ.

What serious problems could there be if it's just cancer? What will happen to the patient if it's removed now?

"As long as the carcinoma in situ doesn't progress, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Zhang Lianren said, "Anyway, I have an 8*9 cm ground-glass nodule in my lung. The density has increased only slightly in recent years. I think it may be carcinoma in situ or microinvasive."

Anyway, the insurance company has already bought me medical insurance.

However, I am currently renewing my insurance, and I have also purchased high-end medical insurance in recent years.

"But it doesn't matter."

"The important thing is that I bought a million-dollar critical illness insurance policy before I was diagnosed with lung nodules. According to the contract, they should pay me at least a million dollars when the time comes."

"I'm just waiting to get older so I can have it removed and have millions in hand."

"Grass."

Zhang Lianren suddenly cursed, "I should have bought more earlier!"

"At that point, I'll just quit being a doctor."

Laurent listened to Zhang Lianren's words and felt as if he was revealing a secret.

Even Chang Lien-jen himself started imitating the Northeastern accent.

"So you see, that's life; there are always unexpected changes."

However, a more optimistic outlook is warranted.

"There are many bad things, but doing the things at hand well is enough."

Zhang Lianren continued, "By the way, did you buy all the insurance you need? Let me tell you, ground-glass opacities are common, so I'd say you should buy more critical illness insurance."

"Or I can recommend a few private hospitals to you, so you can secretly get a checkup. We won't put your name on the papers or anything, and we can check the results ourselves."

"If there are any problems, just go to the hospital for a check-up after you've purchased the insurance."

Zhang Lianren's expression was quite interesting as he spoke.

Laurent was speechless: "That's insurance fraud."

"Oh, if you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would anyone know? It wasn't much money to begin with, how can something like what the doctor did be considered a scam?"

"If you're so capable, then produce my medical records."

Zhang Lianren said, blushing.

Laurent listened speechlessly.

"However, I could consider buying more insurance, since I am an orphan."

Being an orphan is not only Laurent's identity, but also his current situation.

Laurent doesn't have much savings, and if he gets a serious illness, the more money he can access, the better. Therefore, insurance is definitely something to consider.

It was especially convenient for Laurent to buy when he was young.

Laurent began to think seriously.

Zhang Lianren curled the corners of his mouth.

Hooked.

The thought process has been redirected!

Never forget your earnest and heartfelt advice.

"Oh, right..."

Suddenly, Laurent looked up.

Zhang Lianren quickly continued, "Do you know what I was like when I was young?"

The first time I appeared on a hospital bed when I was young was in the urology department.

"Back then, I was a resident trainee, just like you."

"Then I thought about getting a circumcision to keep things cleaner... although I later found out that it wasn't necessary and was actually quite troublesome."

"But I was hospitalized at the time, and then my information was recorded in the system."

"My advisor and supervisor asked me about my hospitalization directly in the group chat."

"Then I could see my advisor's inquiries on Baidu Tieba."

"They asked me why I was hospitalized and what was wrong with me."

"All I could tell them was that they were from the urology department..."

"Do you know?"

Zhang Lianren said, "Besides, the doctor didn't stitch it up very well back then. I can show you if you want."

Laurent was speechless.

Frowning.

"Teacher Zhang, don't change the subject."

"Really not going to watch it?"

Zhang Lianren quickly asked.

"I won't look."

"All right."

Zhang Lianren lowered his hands: "Your classmates are also resting, and your teacher is still in the operating room."

"That's why we're familiar with each other, and in the end, I was put in charge of you."

"I'll keep you company after I finish checking the food. What do you want to eat tonight? I'll order takeout."

"Let me tell you, the food in our cafeteria is okay, but after eating it for a while, it feels a bit bland."

I love the homemade snail rice noodles from outside the store the most. Since there's no one here, we can…”

"Teacher Zhang!"

Laurent said.

Zhang Lianren helplessly shrugged: "Fine, go ahead and ask."

"..."

Laurent looked at Zhang Lianren: "How is the car accident?"

"Both drivers died, a total of two people."

"The other seriously injured children were taken to hospitals for treatment."

"In addition, those with minor injuries are also under observation."

Zhang Lianren said, "You have no idea how many parents are downstairs; they're all crying."

"If you ask me, I'll leave this lousy city sooner or later. The traffic is the worst in the country. I'd be safer living in a morgue than here."

"But I bought this house three years ago!"

Laurent remained silent.

His eyes were filled with sympathy.

If a house was bought three years ago, and the location wasn't good, its value would probably have dropped by half by now.

He felt he shouldn't provoke Zhang Lianren anymore.

But Laurent still asked, "Was the child dead?"

"No," Zhang Lianren insisted.

Laurent stared at Zhang Lianren: "But while I was in the car, one child had already died."

"That means one of them will die. After all, they've come to our hospital. Even if the King of Hell came, he couldn't stop them from living."

Zhang Lianren exclaimed excitedly, "Poseidon is an exception!"

"..."

Laurent felt that Zhang Lianren had told a joke that wasn't funny at all.

"Really?"

"real."

Laurent's gaze did not waver.

Zhang Lianren continued, "You have to believe me. If I'm lying, I..."

"Fine, I won't swear an oath."

"All right."

Laurent breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that nothing else went wrong."

"After all, my medical knowledge is very poor, and I'm not sure if any children were injured."

Laurent could be said to lack the knowledge and ability to triage patients.

They judged it entirely by the light shining from above their heads.

Before he traveled through time, he still believed in science.

Of course, this doesn't mean science as a scientific ideology. Although there are countless examples, something isn't scientific simply because it's claimed to be scientific.

Rather, it is a science that uses practical experience to summarize and cycle through practice.

Now, compared to the light he sees, he has more faith in the science of medical time.

He was afraid that he had misjudged the situation and delayed the child's rescue.

Hearing Zhang Lianren's words, Laurent breathed a sigh of relief.

It would be even better if there were no misjudgments or disruptions to treatment.

"Would you like me to introduce you to a psychologist?"

"We know a doctor at our hospital who would be quite suitable to be in charge of occupational diseases."

Zhang Lianren said, "I believe the hospital would be willing to pay for you to get a consultation."

"Young doctors always need psychological counseling when they encounter various situations for the first time."

After all, we're not made of iron, nor do we have hearts of steel; the first time we experience something like this will always be difficult.

"It's not because I'm a doctor and have seen so much that I don't feel uncomfortable."

Zhang Lianren said, "Like me..."

Zhang Lianren suddenly stopped talking.

Laurent looked at Zhang Lianren.

"I had performed too many surgeries and seen too many children before... so I had nightmares all night."

"You know I'm a urologist, what other surgeries can we perform?"

"That's about it. For patients who really need emergency care, I can't exactly say, 'Let me sew up your foreskin first before you start the surgery,' can I?"

"Oh, you can also have your testicles removed. If there's ever another surgery like this, I can take you to observe it."

Zhang Lianren spoke with a hint of guilt.

As a urologist, he has indeed seen relatively few serious illnesses.

Even fewer people die or are separated by urological problems.

Zhang Lianren quickly changed the subject: "Besides, how could you be lacking in medical knowledge? I heard that you've been working on stopping the bleeding and even did the triage, and the previous surgery went very smoothly."

"You've done very well."

Laurent shook his head.

"And even if your medical knowledge isn't solid, being able to do this is already amazing, since many people can't do what you do."

"If you ask me, you're underestimating yourself too much."

"To perform first aid with limited medical knowledge, I'd already be bragging about it."

Zhang Lianren continued speaking.

Looking at Laurent's face, Zhang Lianren sighed: "Alright, you should take a nap and rest. I'll see if there's anything left in the cafeteria. If not, I'll go to the shopping mall across the street and buy you something to eat."

"Consider it a favor! Teach me how to suture with both hands when you have time later."

"it is good."

Laurent readily agreed.

Zhang Lianren walked outside.

Laurent watched Zhang Lianren's figure, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong, Laurent?"

Zhang Lianren turned around, seemingly sensing Laurent's gaze and attention.

Laurent paused for a moment: "..."

"No cilantro."

"Okay." Zhang Lianren nodded and left.

Laurent sat on the bed, looking at the iron bars by the window, lost in thought.

Occasionally, you can hear the child crying in the next room.

This time, if I had the same medical knowledge as the original owner, I might have been able to do even better.

Unfortunately, I really don't understand anything.

With this thought in mind, Laurent opened his phone and searched for the book's PDF.

Let's watch!

……

"So in the end, there was still cilantro."

Laurent looked at Zhang Lianren expressionlessly.

It didn't look like he was looking at a teacher, nor a colleague; it looked more like he was looking at a mortal enemy.

"You ugly urologist."

Zhang Lianren scratched his head: "I told him I promised not to add cilantro, but for some reason he added it anyway."

Should I ask him to redo it?

"Never mind, it's hot pot anyway, I'll just take it. Luckily it's not ramen."

Laurent asked, "Shouldn't the patient eat something lighter?"

But you're not!

Zhang Lianren said, "After a busy day, my muscles feel uncomfortable, so I definitely need to replenish protein. Hot pot is the best choice."

"Too."

Laurent lowered his head and began to eat.

Zhang Lianren also started eating.

"It suddenly occurred to me that there seems to be a KFC across the street."

Zhang Lianren looked up: "Hey Laurent, don't you have a feeling?"

"Um?"

Laurent swallowed the rice.

Chang Lien-jen explained, "Actually, I could have bought a hamburger."

"Don't you think hamburgers are bland yet have a lot of meat?"

"He's deep-fried," Laurent said.

"I can buy a beef burger!"

Zhang Lianren said, "If you don't eat beef in your hamburger, what do you eat?"

"The hamburger evolved from beef tartare."

"Fundamentalism".

Laurent offered his assessment.

Seeing Laurent eating, Zhang Lianren took out his phone and quietly typed: "Director Zuo, don't worry, he's eating normally, it's not a problem."

There has been no response yet.

But Chang Lien-jen had already put down his phone.

It's a busy time right now, and even when Zuo Zhenxing has free time, he rests instead of looking at his phone.

As deputy directors, especially with a dedicated pediatric surgery department here, they now need to shoulder more responsibility.

The surgery outside is still ongoing.

Laurent finished his meal as usual.

At first, he also doubted his ability to eat.

But looking back now, it seems alright.

After all, when I was a lawyer, I had seen equally horrific evidence in criminal cases.

No one could understand the psychological trauma he felt when he took out the case file.

Moreover, in his previous life, he was also hit and thrown into the air.

We've become somewhat immune to the same scenarios.

"Perhaps my current numbness is a good thing for the doctors."

Laurent pondered this, then began to examine his cheat ability in his mind.

Although it wasn't a system, Laurent always felt like he was in one.

Laurent was checking if he had received a reward.

It's not that I crave a reward.

Instead, he was simply thinking that the more he knew, the more people he could save.

Unfortunately, there was no feedback whatsoever.

After all, this is not a system like a task assignment system.

Only after you've done it will you know what reward you'll receive.

Today's rewards came from two children who were treated yesterday: a little boy with testicular torsion and Duoduo.

Another child suffered from anaphylactic shock.

Although the child's mother caused Fang Qingxue to be injured.

But their gratitude also allowed Laurent to acquire the skill to stop the bleeding in time.

Otherwise, while a little girl with a scalp laceration is easier to treat, a little boy could have an accident.

After all, it was bleeding from a major artery.

Unfortunately, the reward has not yet arrived.

Perhaps everyone is currently going through a phase of surgery and worrying about their children.

Ding-dong-

Laurent's phone rang.

Laurent looked over.

It was a message from Fang Qingxue.

"Laurent, I heard you fainted?"

"Yes."

"Are you alright?"

Fang Qingxue pressed for an answer.

"No, I'm eating in bed right now."

"Oh, I feel some oil splattered on the sheets. Let me hide it and pretend I didn't do it."

Zhang Lianren's lips twitched as he watched Laurent hide the bedsheets: "Alright, alright, if it can be cleaned properly, why would I ask you for a cleaning fee?"

"Oh, Dr. Zhang, whose pediatric urology skills are average, said I don't need to pay compensation."

Laurent sent it over.

"?"

Fang Qingxue replied to Laurent with a question mark.

"I'm glad you're alright."

"I've also been taken into the operating room. The prognosis should be good, but the scalp might be difficult to repair..."

Laurent suture technique.

The skills he gained as a reward gave Laurent a clear understanding.

Therefore, Laurent was able to clearly see the child's condition after the stitches were done.

Suturing, skin grafting.

Based on the circumstances of the child's injury.

The prognosis is at least not optimistic, judging from the appearance.