Director Tang was so angry that he was fuming. Even though they had a lot of patients in the neurosurgery department, as soon as a patient was transferred out, another patient would immediately fill the bed, even the beds in the corridor were not spared.

But this does not mean that Director Tang can accept patients with spinal cord nerve injuries and choose to transfer them to other departments because their department cannot provide treatment.

Isn't it just as infuriating and helpless as a lower-level hospital giving in to a higher-level hospital and saying that its medical skills are inferior to the other party?

Director Tang said with a gloomy face: "Come over and tell me what happened? Why was the patient transferred to another department? What happened in the ward just now?"

Tan Xin dared not breathe, shrank his neck and said hesitantly: "Director Tang...the patient in bed 93 felt something this afternoon..."

"What?!"

Director Tang stared in disbelief, "Are you really not kidding me?"

As the director of neurosurgery, Director Tang is mainly good at treating complex brain aneurysms, large artery malformations, cavernous hemangiomas and other problems. The spinal cord is not his main focus.

Therefore, Wang Xiaomei, bed 93, was not a patient he personally received, but as the director of the department, he was still very concerned about the victims of this major series of car accidents in the city who came to the department.

In addition to daily ward rounds, Director Tang also visited Wang Xiaomei alone several times.

Director Tang frowned. "Wasn't it previously diagnosed as complete paralysis? How come I still feel it?"

Director Tang still remembers clearly that when he was doing rounds this morning, the other party didn't feel anything in his lower body. It didn't make sense that Wang Xiaomei's condition in bed 93 would improve immediately after he had only been in the operating room for a few hours.

Tan Xin lowered his head and said: "After the doctor Su from the general internal medicine department came, he gave Wang Xiaomei acupuncture. He inserted hundreds of acupuncture points and confirmed that there were seven acupuncture points that were inserted deep enough to stimulate the patient's feeling."

"Did you notice which acupoints?" Director Tang frowned for two seconds and asked instinctively.

Tan Xin's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself that something was wrong. He could only carefully glance at the director's expression, his head getting more and more depressed: "I only know the Mingmen acupoint and the Dadun acupoint... I don't know the others very well..."

Tan Xin felt bitter.

It is true that he had taken Chinese medicine classes in school before, but that does not mean he can recognize all the acupuncture points.

He is a western doctor, can't he just perform surgery?

How could he answer the director's questions?

Tan Xin originally thought that Director Tang would frown and scold him for not even knowing the acupuncture points, but he didn't expect that he just tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, waved his hand to let him go, and looked thoughtful: "Mingmen acupoint and Dadun acupoint? Okay, go out and work..."

"Okay, I'll go to the ward to see the patient now!" Tan Xin was relieved that he was not scolded. He quickly left the director's office and got away.

Don't think that he handled the department transfer procedures for Wang Xiaomei this afternoon.

In fact, Tan Xin was always very nervous. In the past, many patients in their department were transferred to the ICU, and some were even transferred to the Department of Neurology. But this did not mean that there would not be secret competition between the various departments.

This time, bed 93 Wang Xiaomei was transferred directly to the general internal medicine department. Isn't this a slap in the face of the neurosurgery department?

After all, their neurosurgery department is the hospital's star department and a provincial key department, with a reputation that spreads throughout the province and beyond.

If Wang Xiaomei had other illnesses, such as kidney or heart problems, and was transferred to the general internal medicine department, the neurosurgery department would not say a word.

But this is clearly a high-level paralysis, a spinal cord neurological disease...

"This is really like sticking out your left cheek to get hit, and then you have to stick out your right cheek..."

Tan Xin had a worried look on his face, as ugly as the pickled pork liver, and murmured, "It would be fine if our department could cure the patient in bed 93, but he was transferred to other departments just because he couldn't be cured... Doesn't this mean that nearly a hundred doctors in our neurosurgery department are not as good as a general internal medicine doctor?..."

If other departments knew about this, wouldn't they be laughing secretly?

Especially as the attending physician, he will definitely be the first to be affected.

Think about it, there are only five doctors in the general internal medicine department of the hospital, and then think about the number of doctors in their neurosurgery department.

Tan Xin was totally confused for a moment. He didn't know whether he should pray for the patient to get better and recover quickly, or curse the general physician for not being able to cure this completely paralyzed patient.

"well……"

Thinking about the scene of Wang Yunyun and Wang Xiaomei crying in the past few days, Tan Xin sighed: "Forget it, it's embarrassing. Anyway, the other guys will definitely not dare to talk nonsense in front of me. At most, they will laugh at me behind my back."

"Tsk! That's right, if this general internal medicine doctor Su can really cure Wang Xiaomei, maybe I can even get a paper published, how great!" Tan Xin muttered to himself and quickly convinced himself that in addition to the paper, he might be able to learn a few tricks from Dr. Su in the future.

"It seems that it is time to dig out my old Chinese medicine textbooks and re-learn them."

"Huh? What are you talking about, Dr. Tan? What Chinese medicine textbook?"

A passing doctor stopped walking after hearing Tan Xin's last words. He was speechless. "Most patients now go to Western medicine. They only go to TCM to treat acne, dysmenorrhea, massage, etc. Doctor Tan, why do you, a neurology doctor, study TCM? People who don't know would think this is psychiatry!"

Tan Xin: “………………”

Jing, Jing, psychiatry?

Tan Xin's face turned dark.

Damn it! You know nothing! And you still have the nerve to call me a psychopath. I think you are a fool and you should go to a psychiatrist!

The Chinese medicine doctors in the general internal medicine department can treat complete paralysis, and you are still following behind the deputy director! I want to be the one who walks at the forefront of the times! The leader in the new direction of neurosurgery, do you understand?

………………

Su Tang knew nothing about neurosurgery because she had arguments and scoldings.

She and Wang Yunyun pushed Wang Xiaomei's bed together, ran quickly from the surgery building to the internal medicine building, and pressed the elevator to the general internal medicine floor.

It feels like there is a dog chasing you.

As soon as Su Tang pushed the hospital bed in, she was discovered by Pan Yuhao who was standing in front of the nurses' desk and giving instructions to the young nurses.

"What's wrong with you? You went to the neurosurgery department and stole their patients?!"

Pan Yuhao was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped. "Didn't the doctors in their department chase you and beat you up? You have such a good temper."

Su Tang glared at him: "Dr. Pan, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of doctor who would steal patients from other departments?"

Who does Dr. Pan look down on? Even if she wants to admit patients, she will do it in the outpatient clinic. Why would she need to go to other people's departments to do such a thing?

Pan Yuhao was embarrassed for two seconds, then said with regret: "Hey, wasn't I just joking with you? There's no need to take it so seriously..."

Su Tang: “…………”

Other nurses around: “…………”

The way we look at you doesn't look like you're joking at all, and what the hell is that regretful look on your face?

Did Dr. Pan really want to steal patients from the surgical building before? !

"This is Wang Xiaomei, who was transferred from the Department of Neurosurgery to our Department of General Internal Medicine. She has a high-level paraplegia and needs a quieter ward. Please help me put her in bed No. 17. There are two people in a room, and the bed next to her is empty, so it's quieter and more convenient."

There are really few patients in the general internal medicine department. Even though it has been on the hot search for two days, the patient traffic seems to be much higher than before.

However, the number of people who actually need hospitalization has only increased from 8 at the beginning to 14 now. With Wang Xiaomei, there are only 15 now.

In hospitals, patient numbers are automatically generated by computers, but the beds where patients are placed can be arranged at will.

For example, in the case of general internal medicine, where the number of patients is small, if the attending physician has beds available, the patient can choose one at will.

But in most cases, patients will not take the initiative to ask to choose their beds. In a large hospital like the Sixth Hospital, except for the general internal medicine department, it is considered a great fortune for patients in other departments to be admitted to the hospital in time if they are sick.

Except for critically ill patients, patients from many departments often go to the outpatient clinic for treatment on the same day, but may not be able to be hospitalized on the same day.

"Okay, Dr. Su~!"

Several young nurses looked at Su Tang with particularly earnest eyes. Even when they answered Su Tang's words, they were two degrees sweeter than when they treated Pan Yuhao just now. The two of them took over the bed-pushing task from Su Tang more actively.

A nurse pushed a hospital bed past Su Tang and even said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Su. Please go back to the office and write a medical order. I will return the neurosurgery bed later."

"That's a bother for you."

Su Tang was not polite and nodded and smiled, "I will go write a prescription for the patient in bed 17 now. The patient's condition is quite serious. I will try to start treatment as early as possible today."

"Then come on, Doctor Su~" The two young nurses happily pushed the bed and led Wang Yunyun and Wang Xiaomei to bed 17.

Pan Yuhao stood there dumbfounded.

Even if Pan Yuhao was a straight man, he now discovered that the young nurses in the department treated him and Su Tang completely differently.

Pan Yuhao looked at Su Tang's back as she left, and subconsciously asked the remaining nurses, "What happened to you just now? Why is there such a big difference between the way you treated me and Dr. Su?"

Just now when he was standing next to the nurses' station and writing a medical prescription, these people all looked very businesslike and their tone and attitude were very normal.

It is totally different from what he does now, where he not only takes the initiative to help arrange a bed with a sweet tone, but also takes the initiative to suggest sending the bed back to the neurosurgery department.

The young nurse also looked at him quietly, her voice calm, "Doctor Pan, Doctor Su always gives us massages during the night and day shifts. Sometimes when he comes back from the clinic after work and sees that everyone has shoulder and cervical discomfort, he will also massage us... We naturally have to return the favor..."

"Alas, if I didn't already have a boyfriend, I would actually want to tell Dr. Su - sister, don't be so rigid about gender, just give me a lesbian date~"

Another nurse who had just sent Wang Xiaomei back also sighed: "Doctor Su's massage technique is really great. As long as Doctor Su is willing to give me a couple of massages every day, why would I need a boyfriend?... I never felt this comfortable when I had a massage outside before..."

So how can a boyfriend have a massage scent?

Pan Yuhao: “…………”

Pan Yuhao was stunned and dumbfounded.

...Yes, I brought this upon myself!

…………

Su Tang did not talk nonsense with the young nurse. She really planned to start treating Wang Xiaomei today.

Wang Xiaomei suffered severe spinal cord damage due to trauma after the car accident. Not only did she lose sensation and motor function in the lower half of her body, but her sphincter function was also affected, so she had to wear a urinary catheter in the hospital.

In addition, long-term bed rest can lead to severe muscle atrophy and bedsores. She must help the patient recover the consciousness lost after paralysis as soon as possible.

"The spinal cord is injured, qi is stagnant, blood is stagnant, and the meridians are blocked, so we need to first activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, dredge the meridians, and fill the damaged spinal cord..." Su Tang took a pen and paper and wrote carefully on the prescription.

"First, use 30 grams of Astragalus to replenish Qi and raise Yang, heal acne, promote tissue regeneration, promote fluid production and nourish blood... Then use 15 grams of Angelica sinensis to replenish blood and activate blood circulation. No, there is too little Angelica sinensis, 17 grams should be used..." Su Tang sat in the office with Wang Xiaomei's medical record in his hand, thinking as he wrote.

"In addition to the oral medications, there are also the most important external ointments, Herba Cynomorii, and Radix Paeoniae Rubra..."

"Oh! I forgot that the pharmacy of the Sixth Hospital should not make ointments..." Su Tang wrinkled her nose. This external blood-removing ointment was a secret recipe of the palace. It was an excellent medicine for promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis and unblocking meridians.

In the palace back then, it was a special medicine used to treat injuries sustained by princes and grandchildren while riding or shooting. Today, it is also very useful for treating high-level paralysis.

The pharmacy of the Sixth Hospital only prepares decoctions for patients, and does not prepare any ointments except those commonly used in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

"Then it seems I have to go to the pharmacy again today to get a prescription?" Su Tang touched her nose. She suspected that she would be beaten out with a fire poker by the people in the hospital pharmacy.

Su Tang murmured, "Forget it. I'll just write a prescription and take it home to make it myself... But I should talk to Wang Xiaomei and Wang Yunyun first."

…

After Su Tang got the medicine from the pharmacy, he gave injections to three stroke patients and one paralyzed patient in the inpatient department.

Only then did I take off my white coat and carry my backpack after work...

In the elevator.

Su Tang looked back with some surprise and saw the middle-aged man who entered the elevator with her from the general internal medicine inpatient floor.

The other person had dark skin, was thin and short, and was wearing a black T-shirt. He looked unfamiliar and did not look like a family member of the general internal medicine inpatient department.

Especially last night, Su Tang also performed massage for all inpatients and their families.

Could it be a friend of the patient? Coming to the hospital to see someone?

Su Tang slowly withdrew her gaze.

In hospitals, medical staff often meet relatives, friends, neighbors and colleagues who come to visit patients. There is nothing to be surprised about.

However, at this moment, the middle-aged man in the elevator saw her looking at him, but he did not avoid her and said with a smile: "Doctor Su, where do you live? I am the family of the patient in bed 9. Thank you for treating my uncle these days. Why don't you let me take you home? I just happened to drive here."

Family of the patient in bed 9?

Su Tang's heart skipped a beat, and she immediately raised her fair and tender face and smiled, "You are Mr. Cheng's family. You are too polite. I don't plan to go home yet. I have an appointment with my friends to have dinner at the mall next door..."

As an old neighbor of the Cheng family for decades, Su Tang remembers the Cheng family clearly. Cheng Shengming is an only child, and all of his cousins ​​are younger than Cheng Shengming. When chatting with Grandma Cheng some time ago, she even mentioned this inadvertently.

But the middle-aged man in front of him not only did not resemble any member of the Cheng family, but he also looked at least six or seven years older than Cheng Shengming!

If the other person is young and looks more positive, it is not too surprising.

But this person, whether in terms of facial skin, eye corners, forehead, or body bones, teeth, nails, etc., is older than Cheng Shengming!

As a doctor, especially a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, Su Tang's expertise lies in the four basic methods of observation, auscultation, olfaction, questioning and palpation.

She may not be able to tell the other person's exact age, but she can still easily distinguish the size of the two people during the face-to-face consultation.

With Cheng Shengming as a reference, the contrast is too obvious.

Su Tang thought to herself that something was wrong, but she didn't show it on her face. She still smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng, as a doctor, how can I just sit in the car of a patient's family? It would be so embarrassing if other people found out. You should go back first. Hehe."

"In that case, Doctor Su, I'll go back first." The middle-aged man also didn't show any emotion. He looked at Su Tang with a smile, as if he was just an ordinary middle-aged uncle on the street.

Even after Su Tang left the internal medicine department, she did not dare to go home directly. Instead, she went to the large shopping mall next to the hospital as planned. She walked back and forth in the store for a long time, and observed for a while. Seeing that the middle-aged man was not following her, she turned around and left from another exit of the large shopping mall.

"Why would someone pretend to be a relative of the Cheng family and talk to me?" Su Tang frowned. The other party even said he wanted to send her home directly.

All kinds of social news on the market swirled through Su Tang's mind.

From - 'Taxi driver dumped a body late at night' to 'Single woman had her throat slit in the street'...

Su Tang suddenly had an idea and thought of someone!

And there is also the beginning of the plot of the novel that is going to appear in more than a year.

Su Tang widened her eyes and gasped!

Oh my god! Isn't the novel about to start in a year and a half? Even if we deduct this half month, there is still more than a year!

Could it be that the plot of the novel has already begun now, with Su Wanwan being hurt by love and going crazy in the rain in the middle of the night without caring about her body, in order to dig out her heart???

Or did the Su family start scouting the area before the novel began?

It was as if there was a huge shovel on her head, pointed at her neck.

Su Tanghun shuddered all over. It was a hot summer day but she had goosebumps all over her body.

No! This won't work!

Her efficiency is still too low, she needs to work harder to promote herself!

You have to spread your reputation quickly!

Although Su Wanwan is the heroine in the NP sadomasochistic novel, she has four high-quality men around her at the same time.

But in fact, putting aside the novel, neither the Su family nor the No. 1 male protagonist Song Zhexuan can cover up everything.

The Su family runs a private hospital. Although it is unclear how much money they have, their influence is definitely not as great as that of the No. 1 male lead, Song Zhexuan.

After all, Su Rui is only the second male protagonist in the novel, and no matter how big the Su family private hospital is, it is only a Class 3A hospital in Shenzhen!

But there are a total of 48 Grade A hospitals in the entire Shenzhen Stock Exchange!

1/48 of a city’s medical system…

It is nothing compared to the 10 billion fortune inherited by Song Zhexuan.

Su Tang is now extremely grateful, both for the rich lists updated diligently every year at home and abroad, and for the fact that the author of the novel showed mercy and wrote two fewer zeros in Song Zhexuan's total assets.

Although hundreds of billions of assets sounds like a lot, Song Zhexuan's personal ranking is behind the top 100 in the domestic list.

In the overall ranking, Wei Yan, who ranks first in personal assets, has as much as 786.4 billion.

Song Zhexuan's total personal assets are 28.6 billion, ranking 167th in the country.

"As long as my medical skills are good enough and my reputation is loud enough, I can become the top star in the medical industry..." She believed that even if she didn't need to say anything, there would be people who would take the initiative to help clear all obstacles!

Even if she cannot reach the top level in the industry in her lifetime, as long as she has fame, others will not dare to touch her.

As long as she is a little more careful in her daily life.

She never goes home alone after get off work, never goes anywhere else at night, is careful and cautious at work, and never gives the other party any chance to take advantage of her. She doesn't believe that she can't avoid this disaster!

Su Tang cursed and swore, his cheeks puffed up with anger, and he wanted to jump up and down: "I don't believe that there is no law in this world! Just because you have money, you think you are great! I will find a chance to dismantle this time bomb of yours!"

I was worried and even walking home wasn't a happy experience.

Su Tang walked back home with a heavy heart.

…

The other side.

A cafe with luxurious yet low-key decoration.

A middle-aged man in a black T-shirt and carrying a bag walked into a private room in the cafe.

In the private room, there was a cup of coffee in front of Su Rui, but he didn't drink it.

The aroma of coffee wafts throughout the private room along with the hot air.

"Mr. Su, these are the photos you wanted... and the other party's personal information." The middle-aged man took out a stack of developed photos and several thin sheets of printed paper from his backpack and piled them on the table.

Su Rui's eyebrows and eyes were dark, and his whole body exuded a bit of coldness.

He picked up the photos on the table and flipped through them.

The girl in the photos was smaller, wearing a white coat, moving back and forth between the wards, talking to people in a low voice from time to time. Some of the photos were even taken by Su Tang this morning when she was giving Xie Zhuokai a massage.

Su Rui looked at the girl in the photo, examined her carefully, and then glanced at Xie Zhuokai twice.

Although the person in the photo is not as similar to Wanwan as the other twins, Su Rui can still clearly find the similarities between the two from the photo.

Judging from their appearance alone, these two people are at least 30% alike.

Su Rui put down the other photos and picked up the one of Su Tang giving Xie Zhuokai a massage. "What's going on? Why is the chairman of Huaning Entertainment here?"

As a well-known figure in the Shenzhen Stock Exchange, Su Rui knows many business celebrities in Shenzhen, and Xie Zhuokai is one of them.

The middle-aged man glanced at Xie Zhuokai, then said after a moment of careful consideration: "When I went there, I happened to see this doctor treating Mr. Xie's father, and he also gave Mr. Xie a massage. Mr. Su, you only asked me to take photos and find out the other party's information over the years, but I didn't handle Mr. Xie's affairs."

"After all, this matter is not within the scope of my job..." the middle-aged man waved his hands.

"You don't need to do anything. This data is enough... Since President Xie has asked her to treat the disease, let her treat it well."

Su Rui picked up Su Tang's profile on the table and said with a twinkling gaze: "I'll transfer the agreed amount to you later. You can go back now... As for the rest, you don't need to worry about it."

He asked someone to find the information about Su Tang, not for the purpose of doing something now...

He just... wanted to have a last resort.

Maybe he will do this in the future, maybe not, Su Rui lowered his eyes slightly, even he himself didn't know what his future thoughts would be like.