"Don't laugh, we are doing rounds now."

There were sneers in the crowd. Song Chao even saw some people covering their mouths and their faces turned red from holding back. This made him angry but also helpless.

After all, he had just arrived and was a newcomer in the core. Even if he relied on flattery to get Zhao Guoqiang, no one would obey him at this time, let alone listen to his mercy.

"Okay, the patient's condition is very clear." At this time, a majestic voice sounded, immediately quieting down the originally chaotic crowd.

Zhao Guoqiang looked at the somewhat flustered Song Chao and knew that he had acted too hastily, but this was also a good thing. It could make Song Chao clearly understand that only by following him could he gain a foothold in the department, otherwise Song Chao would be nothing if he left him.

Zhao Guoqiang thought for a moment and said to everyone: "I agree with Song Chao's handling opinions just now. This patient only suffered a simple intestinal obstruction after eating sweet potatoes. After this period of treatment, he has improved and is ready to be discharged."

Zhao Guoqiang's words brought the ward round to an end, but he ignored one important factor, which is that simple intestinal obstruction will develop to varying degrees over time if not handled properly after treatment.

progress.

Just as Zhao Guoqiang briefly comforted the old man and was about to get up and leave, Wu Xiangdong in the crowd couldn't help but stand up.

"Director Zhao, would you like to conduct another physical examination on the patient? His expression just looked not right, and even his abdominal signs seem to have improved compared to before."

Wu Xiangdong had already conducted a ward round with Liu Congcong before dawn. At that time, he had already discovered that there was something strange about the intestinal obstruction in bed 15, so he had been banned from feeding him any more water or food, but the old man didn't seem to trust him.

He still gave the old man porridge as Song Chao said before.

"Are you sure you have made more progress than before?" Wu Xiangdong's reminder made Zhao Guoqiang frown. He actually made it difficult for him to step down in front of so many people, and he felt very unhappy.

But since someone raised a question, he couldn't just leave in front of his family members, especially since the family members were related to him, so he could only stop and turn around to face the patient again.

But just when Zhao Guoqiang was about to take the stethoscope for examination, Song Chao stood up again. He had been laughed at by everyone once. This time when he saw Wu Xiangdong, he questioned him in person. He instinctively thought that Wu Xiangdong was adding insult to injury.

"Wu Xiangdong, you have never seen this patient, why are you here gesticulating and interfering with the director's judgment?" Song Chao's mood fluctuated. Looking at Wu Xiangdong in front of him, he immediately recalled the scenes of him being deflated one after another, so he felt in his heart

Anger began to rise.

It was already irritating that the old employees didn't take him seriously before, but now Wu Xiangdong, a newcomer who came in the same batch as him, actually treated him like this, really treating him like a soft persimmon?

Seeing that the two were arguing about the patient's condition, Zhao Guoqiang did not stop it immediately. Instead, he looked at Wu Xiangdong with interest: "I remember you are not in charge of this patient, right?"

The reason why Zhao Guoqiang didn't like Wu Xiangdong before was because as a relative of his, Wu Xiangdong happened to be on duty on the day he was admitted to hospital. At that time, he had clearly stated the identity of the patient in bed 15, but Wu Xiangdong was like a lump on the elm, not only did he not personally

Arrange a single room for the patient, and also invoice the patient for bed, diagnosis and treatment fees according to general procedures.

This made Zhao Guoqiang, who was consulting outside, very angry. You must know that in those days there was no such thing as reimbursement. All expenses were borne by the patient himself. Although Wu Xiangdong acted in accordance with the hospital's rules and regulations, it was not anyone else who was hospitalized.

, as the director's relative, it is natural that he should save all the expenses he can save, otherwise wouldn't his job as director be in vain?

Although he had not been the director for a month, his reputation had already spread to the village. People came here because of Zhao Guoqiang's position as director. If he had followed Wu Xiangdong's medical advice at that time, he would have

How can you hold your head high in the village during the holidays?

Faced with Zhao Guoqiang's inquiry, Wu Xiangdong said truthfully: "Yes, I did not pay attention to the condition of bed 15 before, but I had read his medical record last night and inspected the ward before the morning shift. Regarding the patient's current symptoms

I understand."

Speaking of this, Song Chao curled his lips and muttered: "If you dare to claim to know the patient just by looking at the medical records, then you will be able to see all the patient numbers in the outpatient clinic without any examination. Just rely on a pair of eyes."

You can tell that the disease is worse than Bian Que and Hua Tuo in ancient times."

The sarcasm in the words made people feel a strong sense of jealousy. Wu Xiangdong ignored Song Chao, but walked to the patient's bedside and said to the family: "I told you this morning not to feed the patient without permission."

, but you refused to listen and insisted on giving him porridge."

As Wu Xiangdong spoke, he put his hand on the patient's left upper abdomen, and just pressed it gently. The old man who was lying on the bed quite quietly suddenly cried out in pain, followed by a persistent colic that made the old man miserable, with big beads of sweat.

It kept falling from his body, instantly staining the hospital gown.

"What are you doing?" Before the family members could react after seeing this scene, Song Chao rushed up and grabbed Wu Xiangdong's hand: "The patient has just improved and you deliberately stimulated him with your hands. Is it because I just said

What you said has revealed your true colors, do you want to break the jar?"

"Let go, don't affect my examination of the patient." After the palpation just now, Wu Xiangdong seemed to have discovered a problem. His expression gradually became serious, and there was a sense of majesty in his originally kind eyes.

"You?!" Faced with the scolding, Song Chao was certainly not ready to let go, but when he met Wu Xiangdong's eyes, his hand suddenly shook and he let it go unconsciously.

The evil look in Wu Xiangdong's eyes gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. If he thought about it carefully, wasn't this the same expression that Zhao Guoqiang had when he was about to get angry just now?

"Why does he have such a terrifying aura?" Song Chao was a little scared. Although this ethereal thing is invisible and intangible, it can give people a solemn feeling, just like meeting the dean when he was in school.

Unspeakable trembling.

While Song Chao was in a daze, Wu Xiangdong had already begun to conduct a more detailed examination of the patient. The family member who originally stood aside did not trust Wu Xiangdong, but when she saw her husband's painful expression, she couldn't help but hesitate, "Is it possible?"

Does my wife really have other problems that haven’t been discovered?”
Chapter completed!