doctor magician

Chapter 85 Responsibilities
The phone on the Dean's desk finally rang. He picked up the phone and heard the voice of the Chief of the Quarantine Section. His heart sank and he asked, "What's the result?"

He didn't give an order to the laboratory department to tell him the result immediately, but he also didn't understand why the chief of the laboratory department called his office directly. If you have been waiting for this result for a long time, then this news will definitely be passed on to the laboratory through various channels.

His nonsensical words, but the people on both ends of the phone knew what he was referring to.

The chief of the quarantine department said with uncontrollable excitement: "Aplastic anemia! It is indeed aplastic anemia, and it is pure red blood cell aplasia." The chief of the inspection department really wanted to add another sentence, "The fortune teller said Exactly!" It took him a lot of effort to swallow this sentence into his stomach.

Dean Zheng simply hummed and hung up the phone.

He sank his whole body into the seat, as if it would help him think.But this time, he didn't think for a long time, because he had already thought clearly about the problem that should be thought of.

He sat down again, straightened his clothes, then picked up the phone and called the office of the director of nephrology.

"Director Qiu, the patient continues to be treated. Don't worry about the hospitalization and drug expenses. Adjust the treatment plan according to the test results. If necessary, we can organize a consultation."

Director Qiu quickly agreed.

Although Yuan Zheng didn't say that the patient was referring to Huang Lili's husband, he still knew exactly who President Zheng was referring to.Because before that, he had just received a call from the head of the laboratory department, excitedly telling him that the fortune teller was right, it was not bad at all, it was aplastic anemia, and it was accurate to pure red blood cell aplastic anemia.And the head of the inspection department told him that he had already reported to the dean.

Dean Zheng added another sentence: "The matter of Mr. Xiao's writing note, don't publicize it to the outside world, and let everyone stop discussing it."

Director Qiu quickly agreed again and again.

Indeed, if this matter gets out, it will be a great irony to the doctors in the hospital. The dignity of the hospital is the first consideration of the director. How can the dignity of the hospital be lost in the hands of a fortune teller?

Director Qiu hung up the phone, and he suddenly understood what it was like to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.He was not ashamed of his misdiagnosis, he felt the same as Director Zhang before, because his misdiagnosis was corrected by a fortune teller with a fortune-telling method, and before that, he had sneered at this feudal superstition many times, But the facts proved that he was right, so how should he face this result now.

Director Qiu called the Department of Hematology and the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and asked them to come over for a joint consultation to formulate a medical plan.

A medical plan was quickly formulated, targeted immunosuppressive therapy, intravenous infusion of cyclophosphamide, oral prednisone, intermittent blood transfusion, and supplemented by traditional Chinese medicine.

After the arrangement was completed and the consulting doctor was sent away, Director Qiu sat powerlessly in the office in a daze.

Previously, the dean asked to continue to give patients targeted treatment without considering the hospitalization and medical expenses. This was expected by Director Qiu, because the treatment of aplastic anemia is relatively simple and the cost is much lower.

In addition, there is another reason that embarrasses the hospital, that is, most of the tens of thousands of yuan in hospitalization and treatment fees owed by patients are spent on hemodialysis for misdiagnosed renal insufficiency. Take responsibility for it.

Diagnosing a person with aplastic anemia is a piece of cake for their tertiary first-class hospital, but they failed to do it.

In fact, looking back now, the patient has a history of anemia for six years, and the degree is getting worse. Anemia is the main condition of the patient, and it should be their top priority. They should focus on solving the problem, but they have ignored it. In fact, there were many signs before this that suggested the possibility of their patients having aplastic anemia, because the blood routine examination in the hospital showed that the red blood cell and hemoglobin levels were only 1/3 of normal people, but he ignored this point and paid attention to it. The focus is on the renal function damage that they are familiar with in the nephrology department.

He is very emotional, the development of modern medicine is becoming more and more sophisticated, and the corresponding departments of hospitals are also becoming more and more detailed.The sad thing is that doctors know a lot about the diseases in their own departments, but they don't know much about the diseases in other departments, and they are not thorough enough.

Doctors in more and more subdivided departments always involuntarily consider the conditions they are familiar with in their own departments, and lack a comprehensive judgment of the whole department.This cannot but be said to be the tragedy of modern medicine.

In the ward, Huang Lili watched the nurses coming and going to change the medicine in surprise and astonishment, but no one spoke to them or gave any explanation.She had already vaguely guessed that it might be the change brought about by the results of the [-]-day lumbar puncture, but before the final confirmation, his heart was still like fifteen buckets pumping water.

The husband who had been in a coma had no idea what had happened and was still groggy.Huang Lili watched the nurses busy changing the medicine and leaving. Finally, she couldn't help standing up and asked the family members of the patients in the same ward to take a look. Then she walked out of the ward quickly and went straight to the doctor's office.

He saw Director Qiu who was sitting there motionless like a Bodhisattva, his face was so ugly that people thought he was the patient who needed to be healed.

In addition to Director Qiu, there were two other doctors sitting there looking at the medical records. When they saw her, they all smiled mysteriously, but did not speak.

Seeing this kind of smile, Huang Lili suddenly felt hopeful.Because she felt the kindness in that smile, which meant that they would not be driven away. It should be that the doctor finally found the real cause of her husband, and the doctor was happy for the patient.

Huang Lili took a deep breath, walked over to Director Qiu.

Director Qiu just woke up like a dream. He looked up at her and felt that his posture was a bit indecent, so he quickly sat upright, coughed, and said, "You're here! What's the matter?"

"I would like to ask the results of the daytime examination, whether my husband's disease is aplastic anemia?"

Director Qiu was a little embarrassed, and looked at the other two doctors for help.But the two doctors pretended not to hear their conversation, lowered their heads and held the medical records, just like holding a martial arts novel with relish.

Director Qiu had no choice but to cough again, and turned his eyes away, not daring to look at her, and said vaguely: "Mmm...!"

"Really?" Huang Lili asked anxiously, her voice raised a lot.

Director Qiu finally sat up straight. He felt that he should give a responsible answer to this poor laid-off female worker who had been suffering from seeking medical treatment for six years.

So he stood up and said to Wang Lili: "I must ask for your forgiveness. We did misdiagnose your husband's disease earlier and adopted the wrong treatment plan, which made your husband suffer. Your husband's disease is not chronic. Renal insufficiency, renal anemia, but pure red blood cell aplasia, combined with anemic heart failure. We have consulted and adjusted the medical plan. Your husband will recover soon, I promise this time."

Huang Lili felt as if her heart was pinched by an invisible giant hand, and then let go.A feeling of suffocation swept through her whole body like an electric current, which was the reaction of extreme ecstasy.

Finding the real cause of the disease meant that recovery was hopeful. The six long years of seeking medical treatment and medicine finally came to an end, and the life of her husband, who was about to be taken away by the god of death, finally returned to her embrace.

Her whole heart was filled with great joy, like boiling water bubbling out, she couldn't hold back anymore, covered her face with her hands, squatted on the ground and began to cry.

(End of this chapter)