After binding with the system, I became a proctology expert.

After changing the dressings for all the patients, Lu Renxin put his 1.6 yuan income for the day into his pocket and returned to his office to start writing medical prescriptions.

"Bed 13, give me two glycerin suppositories..."

"Bed 14, give me a box of hemorrhoid suppositories..."

……

After the interface redirected to Bai Zongbao's location, Lu Renxin hesitated.

His medical orders absolutely cannot be written in the conventional way.

For patients with large wounds, the probability of postoperative fever and pain is very high.

So we'll prescribe some fever-reducing and pain-relieving medication for them beforehand and tell them to take it with them.

We'll make sure it's ready to use when needed, but for Bai Zongbao, let's not open it for now.

There's also a medicine that promotes wound healing, which works well, but it's not covered by insurance and costs almost 100 yuan.

We usually ask the patients if they want it before deciding whether to prescribe it.

However, Lu Renxin recalled what Bai's mother had said earlier.

"I'm going to file a complaint against you. The doctor's attitude is terrible, and the fees are exorbitant. This is a heartless hospital..."

They already complained about the high prices, and now that out-of-pocket medications aren't reimbursed, they feel even more cheated out of their money.

Forget it, let's not ask whether we need it or not.

Furthermore, Bai Zongbao's wound was quite large, and it would take a long time to heal.

If she actually used it, she felt that it would be better if she used a medicine that promotes healing, as it would take so long to heal.

If the medication doesn't work, it's definitely because the doctor took a kickback and prescribed the wrong medicine. Then I'm demanding a refund...

Lu Renxin found the thought terrifying.

We dare not provoke him; he's a formidable figure.

In the end, after careful selection and revision, he only used the most basic medications to ensure that they fully complied with the treatment guidelines, and did not use any others.

He silently reminded himself to be careful with his words in the future.

Avoid making definitive statements such as "the treatment is very effective," "the surgery is very successful," or "you will recover in two months."

Remember to leave room for interpretation when you speak; use words like "approximately," "generally," "possibly," and "maybe" more often.

He had a classmate in orthopedics who was tutored by someone who stumbled on these linguistic details.

At that time, the head of orthopedics saw a female patient who was about 60 years old and suffered from severe pain when bending over due to a herniated lumbar disc.

It's a very simple problem; a minor surgery will do the trick.

The head of orthopedics confidently told the patient that he would recover in two months.

Indeed, the patient was in great pain, but after two months, he had recovered at least 90%.

It just needs to recover gradually.

The patient was very satisfied with the results, but her daughter was not and refused to pay the hospital fees.

The reason given was that the doctor said she would definitely recover in two months, but her mother was still in the recovery period and couldn't do heavy work or help take care of the child, so why should she ask for money?

In the end, the department had to pay for it, and everyone's performance bonus was deducted to cover the shortfall. There was nothing they could do about it.

"Beep beep".

Lu Renxin, who had just finished his work and was about to catch his breath, heard a message notification.

He had a suspicion, and when he opened it, it was indeed Shen Yueru.

Good morning, Dr. Lu!

It also comes with a cute cat head emoji.

Upon seeing this, Lu Renxin's lips curled up slightly, and the frustration in his heart dissipated somewhat.

After experiencing a terrible incident, Lin Bo went to assist with surgery, while Tian Jingjing was assigned to study at the outpatient clinic.

Having lost his best friend and having no one to criticize him for, he couldn't help but reply with a message:

Today isn't a good day.

He felt a little regretful after sending the message; there was no need to say so much to a girl he had just met.

He wanted to back out, but Shen Yueru had already seen it and started pressing him for answers:

What happened? What's wrong?

Lu Renxin thought about it and realized that it would be nice to have someone to listen to him.

So he recounted the entire story of Bai's mother's disturbance in one breath, like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.

He received the message after the "typing in progress" message at the top of the chat page appeared several times.

You've done your duty as a doctor, so you have a clear conscience. I'll definitely stand by you.

[It's probably not easy being a doctor. Even as a veterinarian, I encounter unreasonable family members.]

I feel like we've hurt their baby, and that we're ripping them off—why is it so expensive?

There's no need to punish yourself for other people's mistakes; you're the most handsome Dr. Lu.

Don't be discouraged! Keep going! Fighting!

……

Seeing Shen Yueru's comforting words, Lu Renxin, who wasn't angry but just a little frustrated, felt much better.

She truly has inexhaustible energy, as warm and powerful as a little sun.

……

On Wednesdays, he not only has to take prescriptions at the outpatient clinic, but he also has to work the night shift.

It's a new month again, and the shift progress is still stuck at (0/5). It will jump to (1/5) after today.

After replenishing Da Hua's water and food, Lu Renxin took his toiletries bag and headed to the hospital.

The mentor's clinic was still bustling with people, and Lu Renxin and Zhang Weimin had no free time at all.

The familiar faces who were discharged last week came back for a follow-up visit this week.

A bald man with shiny bald head and tattooed arms walked into the clinic with a brisk and powerful stride.

"Hey, looks like you're recovering well. Keep changing your dressings at home this week, I don't want to see you in the ward again."

Lu Renxin and he were already very familiar with each other, and he teased each other, taking advantage of the friendship of changing dressings and scraping granulation tissue every day.

Zhang Long rubbed his bald head and replied confidently, "Don't worry, there won't be any problems this time. I specifically told my wife to go all out."

"The last time she was hospitalized, it was mainly because she was afraid to do it. She was worried about hurting me every time she changed her dressing."

Zhang Long's tone carried a hint of boastfulness and gentleness.

"This time I told her to be ruthless, otherwise I would have to be hospitalized again, and the doctor would have to scrape off the granulation tissue, which would be very painful."

"She was afraid I would suffer, so she could only exert force. She cried while changing the dressing. I was afraid of scaring her, so I didn't say a word. When she asked me, I shook my head and said it didn't hurt, not at all."

Lu Renxin looked at the burly man in front of him and recalled the terrible scene when he changed his dressings.

You're not like this in front of me at all! You can stay completely silent! Maybe that's the power of love.

Zhang Long's recovery is indeed progressing well; he no longer needs to return for hospitalization.

Upon hearing the news, he seemed like a criminal released from prison, running happily out of the clinic.

After he left, Lu Renxin continued calling out numbers.

Please proceed to consultation room number 2 if you are patient number 0805, Lin Yueqing.

As the announcement was made, a woman entered with her hair parted to the side, neatly combed, and styled into a bun at the back of her head.

The female office worker, dressed in a white shirt and suit jacket, looked exceptionally capable.

After she came in, she took out a thick stack of medical records from her black handbag and handed them to Zhang Weimin.

Zhang Weimin took the records, which were sorted by time using paperclips, and asked questions as he looked through them:

Where do you feel unwell?

Lu Renxin also moved closer to the teacher and looked at the records with him.

He noticed the last line immediately:

Diagnosis: Anal incontinence.

Lu Renxin couldn't help but look up at her again.

From her makeup; her lips were painted with nude lipstick, the lip line was clean, and the lip color was just right; and there wasn't a single stray hair, all of which was carefully tied up.

It's easy to see that this is a girl who pays great attention to her image, dresses up carefully in every aspect, and has an outstanding temperament.

How could I have anal incontinence?