Looking at the huge pile of test reports, Li Chu raised his eyebrows.
He looked up and asked, "Director Yang, what do you mean by showing me this?"
Before the person sitting opposite could answer, he continued, "Do you think I can't understand these lab reports and all the data on them, so you can tell your superiors that I'm not capable?"
As he spoke, Li Chu threw what he was holding onto the table.
Just by looking at the handwritten medical record, he immediately recognized that it was written by a Western doctor.
At the same time, based on the description in the medical records, he can say with certainty that these things should be Mr. Mu's medical information.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Wu was really quick. After I left, he didn't look for that leader, but instead directly called the health department.
According to Li Chu's understanding, Director Yang, who was trained in Western medicine, did not actually have a very high opinion of traditional Chinese medicine.
Such blunt words caught Director Yang completely off guard.
Although that was indeed what he thought, he couldn't say it like that, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
How can there be such an unpredictable person?
This is the only thought in Director Yang's mind right now.
"Let me put it this way, Director Yang. I just came back from Chief Wu's place. He asked me to go and treat Old Mu. It was the old chief's idea."
Looking at the person opposite him whose eyes were widening, Li Chu sneered inwardly.
“I don’t want to make things too ugly. Take these things and leave right now, and I can pretend you were never here.”
After saying that, he leaned back in his chair with a tactical movement.
At this moment, Director Yang seemed to have caught Parkinson's disease, his whole body shaking violently.
"Dean Li... you've misunderstood. I... I didn't mean anything by it. It's just that... the minister just notified me to bring the medical records over for you to see!"
Li Chu pointed to a red telephone on the table and asked, "Should I call and verify what Lao Zhao said?"
Director Yang was startled. Only now did he realize that the person in front of him was different from other healthcare doctors.
This guy's rank is frighteningly high; he can speak directly with any leader.
"Director Yang, everyone has their own thoughts, likes and dislikes, which is normal, but you can't bring those emotions into your work."
You know very well how important our work is. You were a doctor yourself. You know very well whether Old Mu's body can withstand the ordeal of surgery, and even if he can pull through, you know very well whether his quality of life will be good afterward.
The old man's family doesn't understand these things, and you, as doctors, don't understand either? We are the patient's last line of defense. Sometimes, we should set aside our own preferences and choose the better treatment methods for the patient.
Li Chu's words struck Director Yang's heart like a hammer, one blow after another. Even though he thought he had developed a thick skin, he blushed for once.
"Dean Li, I am truly sorry. I was blinded by self-interest. I apologize to you."
"No need. It's all for the sake of work. As a cadre with a Western medicine background, it's normal for you to prioritize Western medicine in everything."
However, you must also understand that you are no longer simply a Western medicine doctor. Now that you're in this position, you must have a broader perspective and a more open mind.
Looking at Li Chu, who was talking eloquently behind the desk, Director Yang suddenly felt like he was facing a high-ranking leader.
It felt like time had turned back to a few years ago, to the moment when I was called in for a talk by the organization before my job was changed.
Living in a place shapes one's temperament, and nurturing one's body shapes one's character. Years of dealing with various leaders have cultivated a unique aura in Li Chu.
He used to have more of a cultured, scholarly air about him, but since returning from the southwestern front, that scholarly air has completely disappeared, replaced by a fierce and ruthless aura.
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The blend of various qualities has created this indescribable aura.
"Dean Li, thank you for your guidance." Director Yang's words were much more sincere at this moment.
Li Chu didn't dwell on the topic anymore, but instead pointed to the documents he had just left on the table.
"Based on the description in the medical records and various data, Mr. Mu likely has Parkinson's disease complicated by a lung infection. As for whether there are any other problems, I dare not speculate before seeing the patient..."
Director Yang, sitting opposite Li Chu, stared wide-eyed at him incredulously and asked, "Dean Li, you just glanced at it casually and you understood it? You can understand all of this?"
"What are you saying? Who says that traditional Chinese medicine doctors can't understand Western medical test results?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that!"
"Let me put it this way: I don't know much about other places, but in the main hospital and the Second Department, all the TCM doctors can easily understand these."
Li Chu's words make perfect sense. Over the years, under his influence, the traditional Chinese medicine doctors around him have all begun to learn how to read Western medical lab reports and various examination data.
You don't need to be an expert, but you should at least have a basic understanding.
This will prevent you from being stumped by some overly meticulous family members of patients when you are treating them.
He even suggested this at some medical conferences for traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, urging everyone to set aside sectarianism and learn from each other's strengths.
Given Li Chu's current status, his words have garnered the approval of many traditional Chinese medicine doctors.
Of course, wherever there are people, there is a social dynamic. Not everyone will buy into his ways, and there will be people who don't like him, but these are not within his scope of concern.
Upon hearing this, Director Yang shook his head almost imperceptibly. How could such an oddball emerge from the field of traditional Chinese medicine?
The old Chinese medicine doctors he had previously encountered were almost all stubborn and inflexible. How come this one didn't show any difference in background or social standing?
Then he thought of the books written by Li Chu, which were regarded as sacred texts by doctors and students of traditional Chinese medicine. He seemed to understand why this young man was respected by so many people.
"The lessons learned from others can be valuable. I have learned a lot from Dean Li."
Li Chu waved his hand dismissively and said, "How about this, Director Yang, I'll go see Old Mu tomorrow morning and try to come up with a treatment plan. Whether or not to use it, you can discuss it then."
"Okay, I'll be waiting for you in the ward tomorrow morning."
"Also, please inform the people in the Second Division who are at home to come over tomorrow so we can discuss this together."
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