Dr. Zhou in front of him convinced himself that he was just a person who did his job for a penny, forgetting the critical nature of medicine, which was different from other professions. He had fallen from an angel to a devil without knowing it, and he probably had long forgotten the original intention of studying medicine.
what to do?
The patient groaned and moaned, and the surgeon could not bring himself to operate. A surgeon is not a butcher.
There are good people and bad people in every profession. Good people and bad people are not divided by profession. Only rules and regulations can restrain people's behavior. To make the system effective, it depends on people.
I miss Senior Brother Cao, Xie Wanying thought.
If Senior Brother Cao were here, he would definitely call the hospital leader and ask him to come and take a look without any further ado.
Why doesn’t Teacher Du dare to do this?
Because Brother Cao is a minority among doctors, and is rare. It makes sense that a lot of people admire Brother Cao. Not everyone has the courage to speak out.
Teacher Du is from the National Association. He came to work in Beidu No. 3 and was surrounded by Beidu people. Did the National Association come to Beidu's base camp to stir up a hornet's nest in Beidu? If you put yourself in Teacher Du's shoes, you will find that Teacher Du did not dare to complain to the leader casually.
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The only thing I could do was to give him some kind words of advice in the operating room.
Is this kind of persuasion useful? At least it is useless today. Dr. Zhou wants to kill the chief surgeon today. Why? Because he may have heard what your son said before.
Wasn't your son's gossip about the red envelopes intended to give Dr. Zhou a warning? How could he, a senior anesthesiologist, tolerate being gossiped about by a medical intern?
No wonder Du Haiwei had repeatedly stressed to his son that he should be a good boy when studying in the classroom. It was just that his son was young and could not understand the twists and turns of life, so he said everything out of his mouth.
The worst thing was that Du Meng'en stood in the corner and chattered endlessly with Zhang Shuping, completely unaware that he was adding fuel to the fire.
Doctor Zhou's expression was extremely cold.
Du Haiwei couldn't scold his son, because his son had said nothing wrong about him. If he told his son to get out, it would be like establishing bad values for his son. His son wanted to be a doctor in the future, so he couldn't deviate from the correct values.
Things have come to this point and are on the verge of becoming a dead end.
The scalpel could not be used and the operation progress was so slow that it seemed to be stagnant.
The patient's groaning sound continued, stimulating the eardrums and hearts of everyone present. Only Dr. Zhou did not hear it. The doctor's heart had gone to who knows where and could not be found again.
Doctor Zuo Liang, who was serving as the first assistant, gasped in his heart, fearing that if Teacher Du was so angry that he flipped the table, the consequences would be disastrous.
If the surgeon quarrels with an anesthesiologist in the operating room, don't think they are right. Departments will fight among themselves, and other anesthesiologists will definitely stand up for their colleagues without knowing right or wrong, saying that the surgeon should not disrespect their anesthesiologists during surgery or speak ill of their anesthesiologists. If that happens, the anesthesiologists will definitely not treat this group of surgeons well in the future.
They didn't mind being scolded by the anesthetist, but they had to consider the patients. They were afraid that the final result of the chain reaction would be that Mr. Du's innocent patients would suffer. This was why Du Haiwei had to hold back his anger.
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