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Chapter 192 Demons and Monsters (Please Subscribe)

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye was overwhelmed with emotion and could not calm down for a long time.

But Wu Xuanqi didn't have time to provide any further psychological support or help Fang Ziye manage his expression. He stood up and went to greet his wife, Tang Yue.

Turning back to Fang Ziye, he said, "Ziye, you eat first, I'll go see what's going on."

Fang Ziye could only nod with a wry smile and watch Wu Xuanqi get into the car. Tang Yue bought gauze, iodine chelation, etc., put them in a bag and handed them to Wu Xuanqi before getting into the driver's seat and stepping on the gas.

Fang Ziye opened a new bottle of beer, gulped down more than half of it, then put the beer down, stood up, turned around, and walked out of the barbecue stall.

For a moment, he felt that Enshi was an extremely unfamiliar place, as if he didn't feel familiar at all, even though it was the prefecture where his hometown was located.

For Zhang Yu, Fang Ziye felt he had done everything in his power, involving the orthopedics, general surgery, and thoracic surgery departments, as well as the operating room nurses, anesthesiologist Nie Mingxian, and the director of the anesthesiology department, Huang Qiaoshan.

Nearly twenty people fought for five or six hours, barely managing to pull him back from the brink of death, but it couldn't withstand the little thing that happened in the ICU, where they simply pulled out the tubes.

Fang Ziye knew that there must be a lot of misunderstandings involved!

Wu Xuanqi turned back, wanting to figure out exactly what the misunderstanding was, but Fang Ziye thought the world was fucking messed up.

Human life is so fragile.

Life is too fragile.

"Phew!" Fang Ziye didn't actually feel any guilt.

He had done his utmost, pouring out all his knowledge almost immediately in order to save the limb and stop the bleeding.

While he may not have played a significant role in saving lives, Fang Ziye felt that he absolutely held up half the sky in protecting patients' limb functions.

But all that effort has now amounted to nothing more than cold, lifeless knowledge points on the control panel.

However, Fang Ziye didn't have many options at the moment.

I could only walk towards home. I wasn't sleepy or hungry, but I felt very uneasy.

Zhang Yu's death felt even more frustrating than when Fang Ziye was rotating through the ICU and couldn't save three people in one night...

When Fang Ziye arrived home, Luo Tingzhu finally had a moment to herself and sent him a message with a smile: "Senior brother, are you asleep?"

"Today's surgery must have been quite major, right?" Luo Tingzhu, thousands of miles away, only knew about the message Fang Ziye had sent a little over an hour ago, and was still feeling rather pleased.

"The surgery was quite significant, but it's progressing well. Have you eaten yet?" Fang Ziye didn't intend to tell Luo Tingzhu about the patient's current condition.

There's no need to transfer your negative emotions onto her; Luo Tingzhu would only feel regret if she heard it.

"I'm eating now. My senior brought me here to eat sushi today. She said it's quite authentic, but I think it's just so-so."

"Then I have to go to the animal lab this afternoon, so I'll take a nap," Luo Tingzhu shared her itinerary with Fang Ziye.

"A morning of immersive experiments must have been tiring, right?" Fang Ziye asked.

"I'm not too tired, it's just that..." Luo Tingzhu didn't continue.

Fang Ziye immediately understood that this was probably an inconvenient time, but inconvenient times were not an excuse for laziness.

"Be careful not to catch a cold. I'm going to take a shower first; I might have to go to the hospital later," Fang Ziye replied.

"Okay, senior brother!" Luo Tingzhu didn't ask any more questions, figuring that Fang Ziye probably encountered quite a few emergency patients.

Fang Ziye didn't actually know if he would be called back to the hospital, but since there was a possibility, he prepared for it in advance.

It's not very useful, but at least it's somewhat useful.

After chatting with Luo Tingzhu, Fang Ziye quickly took a shower. Before he even had time to dry his hair, sure enough, he received a missed call on his phone from Mao Mao, who was on duty in the department.

"Brother Ye, we have an emergency case of joint dislocation in the department. Director Wu and Brother Tao are both busy, so they asked me to call you to see if it's convenient for you. If it's not convenient, I'll have to call Director Zhang to arrange someone." Mao Mao finished speaking in one breath after Fang Ziye answered the call.

"Has Director Zhang returned yet? I'm on my way. Please have the patient wait a moment so we can talk first," Fang Ziye asked.

"It's a routine dislocation, an anterior shoulder dislocation, and the patient has no prior medical history at other hospitals." Mao Mao briefly reported the situation when he heard that Fang Ziye could come.

"I'll be there in about fifteen minutes." Fang Ziye was wide awake, his mind still preoccupied with Zhang Yu.

Actually, I'm in a pretty good mood right now.

The fact that Director Wu and Zhang Mingcan are currently unable to spare any time suggests that there is still hope for Zhang Yu's condition.

Fang Ziye quickly arrived at the ward, simply blow-dried his hair until it was still wet and damp, then put on a coat and jogged to the hospital.

The process of going up and down the elevator was very smooth.

Upon arriving at the department, after reviewing the patient's X-ray, Fang Ziye determined it was just a simple anterior shoulder dislocation. Without much hesitation, he exchanged a few words with the patient, performed an external rotation reduction, and then applied a forearm sling, all in less than a minute.

"Holy crap! So fast?" The patient was a food delivery driver, a Blue Knight, with no family members.

His face was filled with shock and astonishment, but also relief.

Fang Ziye's mood improved slightly, and he joked, "How about I uninstall it again and extend the time a bit?"

Fang Ziye hadn't let go of the Blue Knight's arm, but he wasn't using any force.

The older brother withdrew his hand, his face twitched, and he turned around: "No! You're my older brother. I'm just shocked, not that I think things are about to go wrong."

"Exactly, doctor, how long do I need to rest? I was delivering food when I was hit by an idiot turning right at a green light while going straight. He thought he could just throw a few hundred dollars at me and get away with it. He was so arrogant."

"If you have any medicine, you can bring me some too. You can also get me a sick leave slip." The older brother's blue hat was slightly askew, and he was quite impolite at the moment.

"If you need medication, it's mainly for reducing swelling and relieving pain. I can prescribe some for you if you require it."

“Under normal circumstances, we do not recommend excessive medication in your case,” Fang Ziye said.

"Can you open a thousand?" the Blue Knight asked.

"That won't work. The maximum is four hundred at a time. You'll need to come back for another prescription. That's the hospital's policy."

"Besides, even if the other party goes through insurance, you can't afford to inflict serious damage," Fang Ziye said, shaking his head.

The man in the blue hat retorted, "What insurance company? He was drunk driving! Otherwise, how could he be so brainless?"

"But even if he was drunk driving, he brought it on himself." The man in the blue hat spat.

"That's a maximum of four hundred, then I'll take a month off for a follow-up checkup." Fang Ziye adhered to his principles.

He cursed the driver inwardly, thinking that he should have just settled the matter privately instead of throwing money at the driver. What kind of era is this?

"Okay, I'll listen to you, doctor." The man in the blue hat didn't really want to extort money; he just hoped the other party would bleed more.

After the doctor finished writing the prescriptions for the medication and follow-up examination, he walked to the examination site with his arm supported. The worry and melancholy on his face had disappeared, and he was even whistling, as if he was in a very good mood.

But at this moment, Fang Ziye could not feel the slightest bit of pleasure from the other party.

Upon arriving at the doctor's office, he asked Mao Mao, "Mao Mao, is everything clearly written in the emergency room medical record book? This patient was injured in a car accident, so there must be both handwritten and electronic medical records."

"Brother Ye, I printed it out and pasted it into the emergency room medical record book, no problem."

"This guy was originally planning to be hospitalized, but I figured it wasn't necessary!" Mao Mao pushed up his glasses, looking very kind and innocent.

Fang Ziye also felt it was unnecessary, but people have to live for their pride.

Just as Xue Tao was about to chat with Mao Mao some more, he walked in from outside the department and sighed again when he reached the door.

"Brother Tao, you're off the stage?" Mao Mao didn't know what had happened in the operating room and ICU. At this moment, she was smiling like an innocent child, and thought that Xue Tao was just feeling a little tired.

Xue Tao nodded, then looked in the direction where Fang Ziye was.

"Ziye, want to go have a smoke?" Xue Tao didn't say anything else to Mao Mao, but invited Fang Ziye to the next room, presumably because he had something to complain about.

Fang Ziye stood up.

Mao Mao said, "Brother Ye, Brother Tao, do you want some coffee? I saw that they have coffee here." Xue Tao waved his hand, "No need, order if you want, I'll reimburse you later."

Xue Tao put her arm around Fang Ziye and walked towards the deputy senior officer's office next door.

Mao Mao didn't reply. He simply turned off his phone, yawned, and still felt that everything in the department was calm and there wasn't much going on. So he turned his phone back on, put on some music, put on his headphones, hummed a song, and headed towards the doctors' lounge.

They were quite leisurely and felt a sense of tranquility in the passing years.

As soon as he entered, Fang Ziye couldn't hold back any longer: "Brother Tao, I heard that the patient we performed the limb-sparing surgery on didn't survive?"

"Sigh!" Xue Tao started rubbing her hair as soon as she entered the room, and her hair instantly became a mess.

"Ziye, do you know that Zhang Yu's tube is from a standardized training program?"

"He said he had received orders from his superiors. But after he pulled the plug, he still felt something was off, so he went to the doctor's office to report the situation to his superiors, only to find that they were all fast asleep..."

"You mean this is a mess?" Xue Tao said, slamming his fist on the table.

The mouse and keyboard in the middle of the deputy director's office bounced twice, and the mouse even flew off with its cord attached, hitting the side of the desk twice.

Fang Ziye caught it again and put it back up.

"No way, does this guy not have a brain? He just pulls the plug when his superiors tell him to?" Fang Ziye realized what was going on, but he still felt that something was strange about the whole thing.

It's possible that this resident was tricked, or that someone deliberately impersonated a superior in the ICU and used the resident.

But this whole thing is far too far-fetched.

Xue Tao was worried about this: "Do you think that in a hospital like ours, it's effective for resident trainees to use their brains when doing things?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye felt a chill run down his spine.

Although Xue Tao's words were unpleasant, they were the truth.

In a hospital, the head of a ward is suppressed by the head of the department, who in turn is suppressed by the hospital director. Chief physicians bully associate chief physicians, and associate chief physicians boss around attending physicians.

Above the residency level, any attending physician is considered part of the food chain.

When you use your brain to do things, but occasionally you encounter a boss with a bad temper who berates you to the point of questioning your existence, where can you go to reason with them?
Do you really think reality is as calm and peaceful as it appears on the internet?

There are countless bureaucratic directors. As a junior resident, if you are given a task and you ask why, they might answer you if they are in a good mood, but if they are in a bad mood, who will listen to you?

The instructions from your superiors are just medical orders; your superiors will cover the responsibility, so it has little to do with you.

And it is precisely because of this kind of ecosystem that you really can't hold that poor, struggling resident trainee accountable.

But Fang Ziye still had doubts: "Who gave the order to Zhu Pei?"

"I don't know, who dares to admit it now?"

"The surveillance footage did show the resident being stopped by a superior who said something before the resident went to the bedside to remove the tube. In the ICU, except for the rest room, there are surveillance cameras everywhere."

"However, the people in the ICU are all wearing work clothes, hats and masks, and the lighting is dim, it's close to midnight."

“He can’t possibly admit to joking with anyone,” Xue Tao said with a wry smile.

"I'm so angry, if I knew who was making this kind of joke, I would beat them to death."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "Brother Tao, isn't the ICU's access control supposed to be very strict? How come just anyone can get in?"

“It was originally very strict, but last month in the ICU, a patient’s family member caused a scene, beat up the nurses and security guards, and complained about the ICU from top to bottom.”

"Although the person who caused the injury was eventually dealt with, the hospital, adhering to the principle of humane treatment, removed the access control at the ICU entrance, intending to create an ICU ward that is closer to the patients' families..."

"Not to mention our hospital staff, any family member can get directly into the doctor's office in the ICU with a few kind words."

"What a great bunch of administrators!!!" Xue Tao said helplessly.

However, after complaining, Xue Tao added, "But the situation and outcome are alright. Zhang Yu has been rescued and is still alive. But his grandmother, who is over ninety years old, has also been admitted."

"Moreover, Zhang Yu's identity is special. Now that the Municipal Bureau has intervened in the investigation, it is estimated that many people will be questioned in the end."

"But Ziye, you and Dr. Wu are fine. You left the hospital before the incident, and the surveillance cameras at the entrance clearly show it. There are also surveillance cameras at the place where you had your late-night snack, so there's no reason for you to suspect anything."

"I'm fine, but our Director Zhang, Director Wu, and Director Hongdu have all been detained."

"Not to mention the other superiors in the anesthesiology department and ICU," Xue Tao said with a wry smile.

"How were you saved?" Fang Ziye breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but was even more curious.

"Director Hongdu called Dr. Chen immediately, and after the people in the ICU reacted immediately, Nie Mingxian from the anesthesiology department rushed into the ICU to perform extracorporeal circulation." Xue Tao's words were tinged with admiration.

"Director Nie is an extracorporeal circulation specialist?" Fang Ziye was extremely shocked.

It should be noted that China has no more than 500 extracorporeal circulation specialists, and among these 500, their quality varies greatly.

There are only two or three extracorporeal circulation specialists in the entire Zhongnan Hospital, but the anesthesiology department of Enshi Central Hospital has one extracorporeal circulation specialist.

"Director Nie is also a master of humor." Xue Tao's lips twitched, only instinctive shock remained.

Extracorporeal circulation, as the name suggests, is a machine that temporarily replaces the function of the heart and lungs.

Enshi Central Hospital has the financial means to import such equipment, but operating it will likely be quite difficult.

To perform extracorporeal circulation, it takes more than just anesthesiologists or extracorporeal circulation specialists; it requires three basic units: senior cardiac surgeons, anesthesiologists, and extracorporeal circulation specialists.

Well, Nie Mingxian can do multiple jobs all by himself; he's truly amazing, like a cow lying on the ground.

However, just as Xue Tao finished speaking, she suddenly received a phone call.

Xue Tao quickly answered the call, but after listening for a while, he was instantly jolted awake: "Found them so quickly? They're not from our institute?"

"How did he get into the ICU, and how were his clothes changed?"

"Fine, I won't ask why!"

"The suspect is injured."

"The leg is fractured, so you want our trauma surgeon to accompany the ambulance doctor to bring the patient back, right?"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Xue Tao nodded.

Xue Tao immediately perked up, stood up, and said to Fang Ziye, "Interested in going out together? We're just going to pick someone up because he has a broken leg, probably from being beaten."

"No, he broke his leg, so we trauma surgeons need to be involved in the on-site assessment and patient transfer to get him to the hospital as soon as possible."

Xue Tao looked agitated when she said that she was probably interrupted.

Fang Ziye was taken aback upon hearing this, then asked after a flash of insight, "You mean, when you first saw him, his leg was already broken?"

Fang Ziye understood; he must have been interrupted!
The team members who went to work, Zhang Yu's brothers, were truly amazing. They risked ruining their futures and even broke their legs.

"Hmm, Ziye, your comprehension skills deserve full marks."

"Let's go!" Xue Tao immediately set off.

If it were any other time, if he were asked to work overtime and accompany the ambulance, Xue Tao would probably curse. He had worked on the ambulance before and had developed a psychological aversion to the siren.

This time, however, Xue Tao was willing to work overtime. Fortunately, Zhang Mingcan called him instead of asking Huang Kai to do it. Otherwise, Xue Tao felt he would regret it for half his life, or at least ten years.

Fang Ziye was also full of curiosity and wanted to know what kind of monster this guy was who had just sneaked into the ICU, pretended to be a superior, and ordered the ICU residents to remove the tubes from the patients.

Fang Ziye was just a tool. When he arrived at the emergency department, he changed into his work clothes with Xue Tao, then got into the ambulance and set off quickly with a doctor and a nurse.

Two cars set off.

(End of this chapter)