Healing Doctor

Chapter 400 A Department Even More Terrifying Than the Emergency Room

Ji Xiang still works his regular job every day, splitting his responsibilities between two departments. He feels that he has no time left.

The system NPC had said that he would face a choice, and Ji Xiang knew he had to make a choice. Medicine is highly specialized, and almost every doctor spends their entire career struggling to reach the pinnacle of any particular branch.

Ji Xiang has advantages, talent, and physical strength, but he still has to face choices.

Even if you don't want to give up on orthopedics or urology, you can't improve your skills in other surgical departments.

After all, a person only has 24 hours in a day, no more.

Today was Meng Qingfei's night shift. After finishing his work in the department, Ji Xiang rushed to the emergency department.

"Xiao Ji, you really have a special fondness for the emergency room," Zhao Zhe said with a smile, following Ji Xiang.

After coming to work at the Second Affiliated Hospital, Zhao Zhe's income increased, and his social status also improved without him realizing it. He looked ten years younger and was no longer the slovenly old attending physician from Yuanliao City.

He was radiant, like a withered tree blossoming again.

"When I was working in the emergency department, a colleague and I once worked the same shift for 48 hours straight. 48 hours! I counted the time on my fingers. Whenever there were no patients, I would squat at the nurses' station and watch the clock, second by second. It was agonizing to the core."

"It's different. We're just here to watch the fun, we don't have to take any responsibility," Ji Xiang said.

"Indeed, it feels really good not to have to take responsibility," Zhao Zhe said with a grin, sounding just like a scumbag.

Ji Xiang gradually came to understand the meaning behind the statement that one should not take responsibility.

Going to the emergency department to find Meng Qingfei was just a favor, to see the various and complicated patients coming in from the clinic; there was really no responsibility involved.

As long as there's no responsibility, I feel very relaxed.

The more Ji Xiang has been involved lately, the more he realizes why people say that emergency medicine, interventional radiology, and pediatrics are hell-level departments in clinical practice.

Especially in pediatrics, Ji Xiang doesn't want to go even if he doesn't have to take responsibility.

The corridor opposite the emergency internal medicine and surgery department is the pediatric emergency department. Every time Ji Xiang went to see Meng Qingfei, he could hear crying coming from that side.

Pediatrics has already been marked with a big X in Ji Xiang's mind.

That department was definitely a "death trap," so Ji Xiang deliberately ignored the pediatrics department.

Upon arriving at the emergency room, unsurprisingly, the pediatric ward was filled with the desperate cries of children—not just one, but a whole chorus of them.

"Xiao Ji, what kind of patient am I most afraid of when I'm in the outpatient clinic? Guess," Zhao Zhe asked.

"Looking for a prostate massage from you?" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

He had been in contact with the former high school students before, but Ji Xiang rarely wanted to recall that scene from the story of empathy.

"No." Zhao Zhe shook his head, somewhat distressed. "What I fear most is children with phimosis. When I peel off their phimosis, they scream at the top of their lungs. I feel like I'm a butcher, slowly torturing a child."

"..."

"How should I put it? My clinic is right across from the thoracic surgery clinic. The thoracic surgeon told me that if I need to remove the skin bag, I should let them know in advance. As long as the patient's condition isn't serious, they'll go out and hide."

"It can't be that bad."

"As for, it's very uncomfortable, child..."

As Zhao Zhe was speaking, the two turned the corner and almost bumped into someone.

It is Meng Qingfei.

He stared intently at the pediatric emergency room across the way, seemingly lost in thought. He completely ignored Zhao Zhe, who was about to crash into him, as if Zhao Zhe didn't exist at all.

"Teacher Meng, what are you doing?" Ji Xiang asked, somewhat surprised.

Meng Qingfei tilted his head slightly, his brows furrowed, and did not answer Ji Xiang's question.

Zhao Zhe was taken aback, then chuckled and said, "Brother Meng, you wouldn't be thinking of transferring to the pediatric emergency room, would you?"

"What are you saying!" Zhao Zhe's words touched a nerve with Meng Qingfei, who said unhappily, "Transfer me to the pediatric emergency room, and I'll resign."

"So what are you doing...?"

"A parent just brought their child directly to the internal medicine department, but the child was transferred to the pediatric emergency room," Meng Qingfei said. "I happened to glance at the child and felt something was wrong."

"What's wrong?"

"The child has been having these seizures, saying he's never done this before, and that he started about two hours ago," Meng Qingfei said worriedly. "I want to go check on him."

"..." Ji Xiang was speechless.

Is the pediatric emergency room really such a forbidden zone? Even someone like Meng Qingfei hesitates to go there.

Judging from Meng Qingfei's expression, he wanted to see the child and resolve his doubts. However, he didn't dare to go yet, and he was extremely conflicted.

Ji Xiang didn't quite understand this feeling, but Zhao Zhe did. He sighed and said, "Brother Meng, don't worry about it. You have to trust the technical capabilities of the emergency pediatrics department."

Meng Qingfei shook his head, his cheeks puffing out as if he were gritting his teeth and making a decision.

"Brother Meng, why don't you go take a look? I'll take care of you in the emergency room," Zhao Zhe said.

A bunch of keys flew over, and Zhao Zhe reached out and caught them.

Because they visited so often, Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe both kept white coats in Meng Qingfei's closet.

Meng Qingfei might not trust Ji Xiang, but Zhao Zhe was a veteran attending physician who had been tempered by blood and fire in the emergency department, so he was quite at ease with him.

After changing his clothes, Ji Xiang didn't stay in the emergency surgery clinic, but strode across the street.

Zhao Zhe glanced at it, smacked his lips, and didn't try to persuade Ji Xiang to come back.

Having worked in pediatric emergency care, and encountering an impatient patient's family member who would grab a stool and smash a nurse over a failed injection, Dr. Ji will develop her own judgment about pediatric emergency care. This is part of the growth process, and there's no point in trying to persuade her otherwise.

When Ji Xiang arrived at the pediatric emergency room, a huge crowd of people were packed together, three layers deep, densely packed.

The baby's cries were coming from inside.

Meng Qingfei was surrounded by the patient's family members, and he seemed to be explaining something.

It was really dangerous, Ji Xiang had a subconscious "illusion".

The young patient's family surrounded Meng Qingfei, acting aggressively, as if Meng Qingfei was the reason their child got sick.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Ji Xiang squeezed through the crowd and stood in front of Meng Qingfei.

"Xiao Ji, no need." Meng Qingfei said with some helplessness and fatigue, but he still insisted, "I suggest we draw another blood sample, just one more!"

"My child has sensitive veins, will it be possible to remove the blood in one go?"

"Why didn't you harvest it last time? Are you trying to make a quick buck? Why do you have to do it twice when you could have done it once? Just to make a little money, you're making my child suffer. Do you have any conscience at all?"

"Last time it took three pricks to draw blood, how many pricks will it take this time?"

The patient's parents, grandparents, and maternal grandparents all chimed in with their own opinions.

Faced with the questioning of six adults, Ji Xiang remained silent.

Meng Qingfei also fell silent.

The key difference between pediatric emergency and surgical emergency is that in pediatric emergency, even without any mistakes, a child's crying can trigger the parents' emotions.

Actually, you can't blame the children's families; they would feel the same way if they were in their own situation.

(End of this chapter)