Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Chen Ping stopped in his tracks when he heard Dean Liu's shout.

"Dean Liu, please don't try to persuade me, I don't want to..."

"I'm not trying to persuade you. If you don't want to join this association, then don't join. It's not a big deal."

Dean Liu caught up with Chen Ping, raised his hand and gently patted his shoulder, his eyes full of genuine appreciation and emotion.

Chen Ping smiled. "Dean Liu, will this embarrass you?"

After all, it was Dean Liu who suggested that Chen Ping join the Chinese Medicine Association.

Chen Ping turned and left, seemingly without giving Dean Liu any face.

"What's embarrassing about it? It's a good thing that you have your own principles and your own conscience."

"Today you've taught the entire provincial TCM association and us old-fashioned folks a good lesson."

Dean Liu showed no anger whatsoever; on the contrary, he seemed to approve of Chen Ping.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ping appeared somewhat embarrassed: "Dean, you flatter me. I just don't want to see the traditional Chinese medicine industry swayed by empty fame, social circles, and prejudices based on family background, and I don't want unethical people to use their titles as doctors to mislead and harm others."

"When we, the angels in white, the doctors who save lives, are not trusted or recognized by the people, it is a disaster for our entire medical community."

"You're right!"

Dean Liu nodded emphatically, his tone increasingly wistful, "Young people these days are too impetuous."

"Most people study medicine for the sake of prestigious school titles, top-tier hospital positions, high-paying jobs, and industry resources. They are single-mindedly climbing the ladder, chasing fame and fortune. Very few people truly settle down to study medical skills, uphold medical ethics, and save lives."

"You are young, yet you have been able to stay true to yourself, stay at the grassroots level without competing or vying for anything, possess exceptional skills without being arrogant or impatient, see through the chaos in the industry, and dare to speak out to break the deadlock. Such character and such principles are extremely rare and one in a hundred in the entire circle of young doctors."

Chen Ping smiled faintly and said in a calm tone, "I just always remember that my original intention in studying medicine was to heal the sick and save lives, not to curry favor with the powerful and wealthy or seek empty fame."

"The level of the platform or the size of the institution have never been the source of a doctor's confidence; medical skills and conscience are."

"Well said!" Dean Liu said with a face full of praise. "No wonder your medical skills far surpass those of your peers. Your character and vision are destined to take you further than anyone else."

"I will organize more training sessions on medical ethics for our hospital's medical staff in the future, and I would like you to be the main speaker."

"No, Dean Liu, please spare me." Upon hearing this, Chen Ping quickly waved his hands, "I'm not qualified to be a speaker, and I don't know how to speak."

"Haha, you're too modest. Let's go!"

Dean Liu smiled at Chen Ping's expression, patted him on the shoulder, and left.

The two men had their arms around each other's shoulders, looking like brothers.

After leaving the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association building, Dean Liu, sitting in the driver's seat, looked at Chen Ping and asked, "Where are you going? Back to the hotel?"

"Let's go to the hospital. I want to see the injured man and the little girl while I'm at it."

Chen Ping said.

Since yesterday, Chen Ping has been thinking about the little girl.

"Okay!" Dean Liu nodded, then stepped on the gas and headed straight for the People's Hospital.

More than forty minutes later, the car came to a smooth stop in front of the Municipal People's Hospital.

The two went straight into the inpatient department and went to the intensive care unit first to see the man who was seriously injured in the car accident the day before.

Pushing open the door to the intensive care unit, I found it clean and quiet inside, with the regular beeping of the instruments sounding steady and orderly—a far cry from the chaotic scene of yesterday's critical, life-threatening situation and near-collapse.

Upon seeing Dean Liu and Chen Ping enter, the on-duty nurse immediately stepped forward to respectfully report the patient's condition: "Dean Liu, Dr. Chen, the patient's condition is currently very stable, all vital signs have returned to normal, and heart rate, blood pressure, and blood oxygen saturation have all returned to the normal range."

"The internal bleeding has been completely stopped, and the minor intracranial hemorrhage has begun to gradually dissipate. There have been no sudden complications such as infection, edema, or other complications after the surgery."

"The head of orthopedics just came by. Once the patient's condition stabilizes a bit more, they will help the patient with fracture recovery."

"Hmm!" Dean Liu nodded, then looked at Chen Ping, "Dr. Chen, why don't you go and take a look?"

Chen Ping walked slowly to the bedside, his gaze falling on the data screen of the monitor.

He carefully checked each set of values, his eyes focused and meticulous, not missing a single subtle fluctuation.

From heart rate rhythm to blood pressure fluctuations, from blood oxygen index to respiratory rate, and then to changes in body temperature, he screened them one by one with meticulous attention to detail.

Having practiced medicine for many years, he has developed a habit of extreme caution. Even if a patient seems to be in excellent condition, he will never make subjective assumptions or perfunctory judgments.

A stable condition to the naked eye does not mean absolute safety. Subtle deviations in the data and hidden changes in the body are the key to judging the condition and the fundamental way to avoid sudden risks.

After verifying all the data, Chen Ping gently lifted the patient's eyelids to observe the pupillary contraction response.

Gently place your fingertips on the patient's wrist to feel the pulse's strength and slowness, then press on the patient's chest and abdomen to confirm there is no tenderness, rebound tenderness, or discomfort from organ traction.

The physical examination was performed in a standardized, steady, and meticulous manner, with each step being well-reasoned and without any redundancy or oversight.

After a moment, Chen Ping slowly stood up and said to Dean Liu, "The patient's recovery is far beyond expectations. All indicators are stabilizing, there are no postoperative complications, the intracranial hemorrhage is being absorbed well, and organ functions are gradually being restored."

"At this rate of recovery, we will continue to observe for another three to five days. If there are no relapses or hidden risks, the patient can be transferred out of the intensive care unit and placed in a regular ward for rest and rehabilitation."

Dean Liu nodded: "You led the rescue yesterday with precise and decisive methods, and the follow-up nursing plan was also extremely well-developed, which is why the patient recovered so smoothly. Other young doctors would not have been able to handle such a dangerous emergency."

Chen Ping shook his head slightly, his attitude serious: "We cannot completely relax yet. The biggest fear for critically ill patients is relapse and hidden complications."

"In the next few days, we must continue to closely monitor all indicators, strictly control the infusion dosage, frequency of anti-inflammatory treatment, and details of bed rest care. If any slight fluctuation occurs, we must immediately adjust the treatment plan accordingly. We cannot afford to take any chances."

This is Chen Ping's medical style: calm, cautious, and meticulous. The better the patient's condition improves, the less he dares to relax his vigilance. He always anticipates the worst risks in advance and avoids all potential problems beforehand.

"Have you remembered what Dr. Chen told you?" Dean Liu glanced at the nurse on duty.

"Yes, I've written it all down. I'll explain it to the attending physician."

The nurse on duty nodded.

"Let's go see that little girl." Chen Ping walked out of the intensive care unit.

"Dr. Chen, you should go see for yourself. The little girl is in the nurses' station room up ahead. I still have some things to take care of."

Dean Liu continued, speaking in response to Chen Ping.