mijobooks Chapter 75 So He Died!
Chapter 75 So He Died!
It's 2 PM.
Under the blazing sun, the central air conditioning in the emergency room was blowing cold air, making one feel slightly chilly.
Wang Qiang personally covered the patient with a white sheet and announced the time of death! Then he strode out of the emergency room and relayed the news to the patient's family.
"Xiao Guo, what's the diagnosis?" Du Gonghua asked.
Guo Ziyuan shook his head: "I don't know."
"Didn't you watch the film?" Du Gonghua asked.
"I've seen it, but I don't know." Guo Ziyuan continued to shake his head, sparing with words.
"You saw it and you still don't know?" Du Gonghua was very flustered.
Guo Ziyuan lowered his head, staring intently at the patient's wound, his eyes unblinking, his hands as still as rocks!
Of course, he didn't answer.
I'll know just by looking?
The emergency department of the Provincial People's Hospital has a rescue success rate of over 99%.
Isn't it just expert-level film reading skills?
Does the emergency department of the Provincial People's Hospital not have professors and associate professors of this caliber? Then what kind of teaching hospital is it?
Du Gonghua, of course, did not press Guo Ziyuan to continue speaking, and quickly called out, "Professor He... open abdominal hematoma."
He Qilin was the professor on duty, one of the few full professors in the Department of Emergency Surgery.
However, He Qilin was not arrogant. Upon hearing the voice, the short and wiry man immediately stepped to the side.
"What diagnosis?" He Qilin asked as he took off his gloves.
This time, Du Gonghua remained silent.
Soon, He Qilin took a look at the patient's films, but he only glanced at them before returning.
"Open the abdomen, blind exploration! ~ Palliative hemostasis." He Qilin's voice was cold and stern.
……
In the afternoon, at 6:32 PM.
Guo Ziyuan, as the representative, covered the patient with a white sheet.
Professor He Qilin, standing beside him, formally announced the time of death.
Death is not a game; it is the passing of life.
Statistics is not a word-filling game; it is a cold, objective record.
We cannot boast or embellish the data.
Statistics can only be the cruelest and most fascinating epic.
……
Afterwards, Guo Ziyuan left work with Wang Qiang.
It was the parking lot outside the emergency department again, and Wang Qiang was still riding his electric scooter.
His smile remained kind, and he expressed his appreciation for Guo Ziyuan: "Very good. Professor He said that you are very capable of identifying hematomas in the internal iliac artery and ureteral artery."
"The patient named He Chunhua today was fortunate because of you."
Guo Ziyuan smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Teacher Wang. Actually, I'm not entirely sure either."
"Diagnosis inherently includes speculative diagnosis, empirical diagnosis, and definitive diagnosis."
"Only specialists can make definitive diagnoses; the emergency department can only make speculative and empirical diagnoses."
"Many diagnoses in the emergency department are disorganized."
"I'm taking a day off tomorrow. You'll be working with Zou Jun'an."
Zou Junan is also an associate professor in the emergency department, and associate professors also work in shifts.
After Wang Qiang had worked several long day shifts, it was time for him to rest before it was his turn to work the night shift.
In the emergency surgery department, there are three professors leading teams and five associate professors leading teams on rotating shifts.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble, Teacher Wang!" Guo Ziyuan knew that Wang Qiang had already laid the groundwork for him.
At least he told Associate Professor Zou Junan about his experience as a student.
"See you again someday." Wang Qiang waved and left without a backward glance, quite nonchalantly.
As an associate professor in the emergency department, he had long since developed a mature mindset; once he left the hospital, the lives and deaths behind him were no longer his concern.
Guo Ziyuan also shares this mindset.
As a doctor, all I can do is try my best.
Where can you find so much salvation? It's just ordinary people with a little medical knowledge wearing white coats, pretending to be 'doctors' and offering some help.
That's all we can do.
Birth, aging, sickness, and death—humans cannot overcome fate.
……
When Guo Ziyuan returned to his dormitory from the emergency room, he did not see Wang Hai. He should be in the training room or have gone to the animal laboratory to "slaughter pigs".
Guo Ziyuan sat down in the chair and began taking notes diligently.
Every stroke was written very neatly!
No one knows when, but Guo Ziyuan's right brain got a sharp rap on the head!
Boom!
The ethereal sound of knuckles striking the skull echoed.
"Who the hell told you to write it like that?" Ding Xianqi's voice sounded particularly distorted at this moment.
Guo Ziyuan suddenly turned around in pain, his expression angry.
I really didn't expect that my teacher, Ding Xianqi, would appear in my dormitory at this time.
Guo Ziyuan stood up, shoved his chair aside, and frowned slightly. "Master, what brings you here?"
This is the dormitory.
It's perfectly normal for Guo Ziyuan to be taking notes in his dorm room.
Ding Xianqi ignored Guo Ziyuan, licked his lips, opened Guo Ziyuan's notebook, and flipped through the pages.
October 1st, analysis of death cases!
The patient is a 37-year-old male.
The suspected cause of death is an active intracranial hematoma.
The real reason: "The emergency department is not a neurosurgery department and does not have a senior associate neurosurgeon, so it is impossible to accurately locate the hematoma in a timely manner."
"The emergency department is not a radiology or interventional department, so I was not taken to the interventional operating room in time."
"The emergency consultation did not involve neurosurgery."
"Therefore, die!"
10 month 1 day.
The patient is a thirteen-year-old girl.
Fall injuries, multiple injuries.
Presumed cause of death: "Hemorrhagic shock!"
The real cause: Incomplete hemostasis of liver bleeding and untimely treatment of retroperitoneal hematoma!
"The emergency consultation lacked the participation of trauma surgery professors and general surgery professors, and effective interventional hemostasis was not achieved..."
"Therefore, die!"
Ding Xianqi turned a page, his hands trembling.
"Patient, female, 57 years old."
"Cause of death..."
"No……"
"The surgeon lacks... the ability."
"That's why she died!"
"..."
"The diagnosis was effective, the bleeding was stopped in time, and the hemostasis technique did not need to be highly skilled."
So...she survived.
"Patient, male, 32 years old."
"Professor He Qilin is here, and the radiology professors are reviewing the images and conducting consultations."
"So he survived."
"..."
"That's why she died!"
"That's why he died!"
Ding Xianqi raised his hand, about to slap Guo Ziyuan again.
This time, Guo Ziyuan directly stopped Ding Xianqi's hand, saying each word clearly: "Master, analyzing these reasons is the only way to face the facts!!!!"
Ding Xianqi's hand trembled as he tried to pull it away from Guo Ziyuan's hand to continue slapping him.
Their wrists became entangled.
"And what's the truth?"
"If we don't have enough resources, you'll come and make up the difference!"
"Can you solve this problem?" Ding Xianqi slammed the door shut, holding the notebook in his left hand, while his right hand clenched so hard that his veins bulged.
It coiled around his arm like an earthen dragon.
"Are you crazy? Have you gone mad?!"
"Can you write these things down?" Ding Xianqi asked excitedly, spitting out words that landed on Guo Ziyuan's face.
Guo Ziyuan released Ding Xianqi's hand and took several steps back: "Master, firstly, I put a combination lock on this notebook."
"Secondly, this notebook is for my own study."
Third, it won't be seen by anyone else.
"What you are doing now is an invasion of my privacy."
"Besides, even if these facts were exposed, what difference would it make?"
"Do these problems not exist because they weren't exposed, or do they become my death simply because I wrote them down?" Guo Ziyuan said calmly.