My daily work as a doctor: My treatment value is increasing.

Looking at the enraged man, Lu Renxin said calmly and respectfully:

"Sir, please rest assured that we will do our best to provide treatment for all patients. You don't need to worry that we will be irresponsible."

"That's more like it." The man forced a sigh of relief and continued to answer Lu Renxin's questions: "Where are you from?"

"A local from Guanghai."

Do you have any medication or food allergies?

"No"

"Are you married? How many children do you have? Boys or girls?"

……

Lu Renxin continued to ask questions step by step according to the procedure. The more he asked, the worse the man's expression became, and the more impatient he became.

He knew he was asking very detailed questions, and the content involved personal privacy, but there was no way around it; these were all things that needed to be written into the medical history, so he had to ask.

When he asked, "Are your father and mother still alive? Do they have a similar medical history or a family history of hereditary diseases?"

The man jumped up and snapped, "Ask, ask, ask! I'm just here to see a doctor, not to be interrogated like a census taker!"

Lu Renxin explained again: "It's all mandatory. Every patient asks this question, it's not just you. It's the rule."

After finally managing to ask all the questions, albeit with difficulty, and seeing off this important figure, Lu Renxin breathed a sigh of relief.

The next morning, after handing over his shift, He Ping, with a gloomy expression, called him to the front in front of everyone in the office.

"First thing this morning, the infirmary called my office! Look at this, look at how the patients are complaining about you!"

Lu Renxin looked at the complaint, which was written in very strong terms: "Poor service attitude and lack of medical ethics."

They even threatened to report it to the National Health Commission and publish it in the media.

He tried to explain to Director He, "There is no such situation as he described. This is clearly fabricated. I was just asking about the patient's medical history."

"When I ask detailed questions, the patient becomes unwilling to cooperate..."

Director He interrupted him: "You think you can just say no and that's it? Now that people are complaining, why didn't you provide better service then? Couldn't you have handled the situation more tactfully?"

"If he doesn't want to talk about it, just ask him less."

Service attitude, it's always service attitude. Is he a doctor or a waiter?

If you're in the right, you can argue your point to three points; if you're in the wrong, you can file a complaint just by saying the service attitude is bad.

Lu Renxin clenched his fist, his nails digging into his palm: "Director He, what you're saying means that from now on, nobody will ask questions, and everyone can just fill in the medical history information randomly?"

Director He didn't care about all that: "The patient has a problem, and you have a problem too. The solution is simple: just apologize to him."

"Apologize?" Lu Renxin thought to himself as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Director He, did I hear that right? I followed the rules, and now I'm being asked to bow down and admit my mistake?"

"I haven't done anything wrong, not even a little bit! If he thinks I'm wrong, let him complain. I've done nothing wrong, I have nothing to be afraid of!"

After saying that, he turned and left without paying any attention to He Ping's ashen face.

The office door slammed shut with a "bang".

The door had barely closed when He Ping's barely suppressed roar echoed from inside:

"Lu Renxin! You stop right there!"

He paused, but didn't turn around.

Inside the office, everyone was silent, while Wang Jingyao kept his head down, a gloating smile on his face.

"You got criticized, huh? Tsk tsk, finally someone can put you in your place. You're always showing off in front of me."

Wang Jingyao muttered to himself, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for Lin Bo to hear.

Lin Bo was furious, but the director was still upstairs, and arguing with Wang Jingyao wouldn't end well.

He could only glare fiercely at Wang Jingyao: You just wait.

Wang Jingyao rubbed his hands together: This time, Lu Renxin will definitely get what's coming to him.

He could almost see Lu Renxin being expelled from the training program.

Zhang Weimin, with a stern expression, stood beside the student with his arms crossed, defending him and saying, "I think Xiao Lu is fine."

He Ping had just been humiliated, and now he was being questioned by Zhang Weimin. Feeling utterly ashamed, he shouted:

"I'm the head of the department. Now the department has been complained about. Don't interfere. Make him write a self-criticism for me, or I'll go to the residency training office."

Zhang Weimin didn't say anything more, but just gave him a deep look, his eyes filled with disappointment, not anger.

Why does this person, whom I personally promoted, seem so unfamiliar?

In fact, He Ping knew this was a small matter. Which doctor in the department hadn't been complained about, let alone for such an unfounded reason?

He originally just wanted to use this incident to put Zhang Weimin in his place.

But to my surprise, Lu Renxin was so stubborn and unwilling to back down at all.

He's in a difficult position now; if he doesn't deal with Lu Renxin, where will he put his face?

He Ping also turned around and left the office angrily.

After much deliberation, Zhang Weimin finally let out a sigh of relief. Students are all a debt to us.

He followed behind He Ping, catching up with him: "Director He, please wait a moment..."

……

At noon, Lu Renxin received a message from his supervisor.

Come to my office.

He obediently went over and immediately saw his teacher waiting for him with his hands clasped together.

Zhang Weimin pointed to the stool opposite him, gesturing for him to sit down.

"Don't worry, I've already taken care of it for you."

Lu Renxin's heart skipped a beat, filled with both anticipation and trepidation: "Teacher, did you help me find Director He?"

"Hmm." Zhang Weimin poured himself a cup of tea, his tone indifferent.

"I've already talked to him. We don't need to worry about that complaint, and you don't need to apologize. I'll handle the communication with the medical affairs office. It won't affect you."

Lu Renxin's tense nerves instantly relaxed, and his gratitude was overflowing:

"Thank you, teacher! I really didn't expect it to turn out like this. I just thought..."

"Do you think it's a matter of course to ask about medical history?" Zhang Weimin chimed in, his gaze gentle.

"Xiao Lu, you have strong principles, which is a rare quality for a doctor."

However, sometimes, a head-on confrontation is not the best way to solve problems.

Lu Renxin lowered his head, somewhat ashamed: "I know I was too impulsive, but Director He..."

"Alright, that's enough." Zhang Weimin stopped his complaining.

"I told him that this matter should end here, that he was young and impetuous and lacked experience, and that he would be more tolerant of him."

"But in exchange, from today onwards, I will no longer interfere in any affairs, nor will I appear in the doctor's office."

Lu Renxin was stunned.

Not showing up at the office? Not getting involved in anything? Isn't that the same as being isolated?

"Teacher, this is such a waste!" Lu Renxin said anxiously, "You've made such a big sacrifice for something so small like this."

"This is no small matter." Zhang Weimin waved his hand. "You are my student, so of course I have to protect you. Otherwise, what face would I have as your teacher?"

"As for not getting involved in affairs, I'm already retired, so it's not really my concern. Director He finds my presence annoying, so I won't get in his way."

He stood up and patted Lu Renxin on the shoulder: "Alright, don't overthink it. Go back to work."

"I hope this teaches you a lesson, and that you won't act impulsively in the future."