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Chapter 406 Willing but Unable (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe)
Intentional sarcasm can be defended against, but unintentional criticism is the most deadly.

However, Liu Faming was powerless to refute anything; his performance today did indeed make him look more like an amateur.

Liu Faming had been waiting for Fang Ziye to create another miracle and perform the single-valve procedure he had used to treat retroperitoneal hematoma in the pelvis again, so that he could see it up close.

Professor Deng Haibo, who works in the department, often emphasizes the need for "reform," changing the traditional approach to hemostasis. He advocates for developing more reliable clinical tools for hemostasis and life-saving, based on theory, with operation as the core and instruments as the foundation.

Back then, the surgery was performed by Associate Professors Deng Haibo and Chen Minghao, who assisted Fang Ziye. Liu Faming was not able to participate, but it was said that he was incredibly skilled, far exceeding the thinking patterns of normal people, which greatly impressed Professor Deng Haibo.

Deng Haibo is a full professor and never thought of sharing this research topic with Professor Wu Yong. In private, he and Professor Chen Minghao have been researching single-valve siphon hemostasis devices.

As the department head, Wu Yong naturally wanted to get involved, or at least know a little about how this system worked.

I also privately assigned Liu Faming the task of asking him to learn more from Fang Ziye when the opportunity arises, so that he, as a department head, wouldn't have to consult him after Deng Haibo has already produced the finished product.

"Mr. Fang, please continue. It's best if you can solve it easily." Liu Faming quickly reassured Fang Ziye when he saw that he had stopped working, saying that it was okay for him to be criticized.

Liu's lack of rebuttal left the attending anesthesiologist at a loss.

He rolled his eyes, and, not wanting to offend his colleagues, added, "Bro, I was just kidding. Don't take it to heart."

"When you have time later, I'll offer you a toast to apologize. I'm Chen Yuxuan from the anesthesiology department, and I've only recently become a chief resident," Chen Yuxuan said, offering his apology.

Perhaps his joke struck a nerve with Liu Faming, and the fact that he didn't refute or counter-joke proved that the joke was inappropriate.

Liu Faming turned his head and smiled, then continued to watch Fang Ziye's operation.

Xiong Jinhuan was very careful in his work. He knew that the opportunity for Fang Ziye to bring him here today to treat this hematoma and to allow him to perform the hematoma debridement surgery alone was extremely rare.

The two most important basic skills in trauma surgery are debridement and hemostasis. Hematoma removal, on the other hand, spans both of these most important basic skills.

Only after Xiong Jinhuan cleaned away the blood clots did she realize Fang Ziye's good intentions.

After sucking out the lumps, Xiong Jinhuan gently looked up and said, "Thank you, Brother Ye!"

The current hematoma is a practice opportunity that Fang Ziye deliberately left for him after he had thoroughly understood the case.

Although it is unknown how Fang Ziye did it, he did indeed remove the arteries distal to the bleeding point of the hematoma.

For hematomas without bleeding, simply clean the hematoma, perform debridement, practice hemostasis, and finally suture the bleeding artery or vein.

The blood vessels could not be sutured, but this gave Xiong Jinhuan the opportunity to get a close look at the severed ends of these blood vessels and see what they looked like from all angles. After returning, he could consult Fang Ziye, work backwards from Fang Ziye's hemostasis approach, and understand the basic theory of anatomy.

This will definitely be a huge improvement in hemostasis.

Operational memory is far more profound than memorizing mere words from books.

Fang Ziye gestured, "You continue, but speed things up. Once we're done here, we need to make way for General Surgery Director Chen."

"Now that the hematoma has been cleared, the most significant damage to the patient is to the intestines, which will be a major challenge."

Chen Hongxing, the chief resident of gastrointestinal surgery, was still in the audience, studying the CT scan with a doctor and two master's students.

Hearing this, he turned his head and said, "Mr. Fang, we're not in a hurry."

"Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood. We were hoping that after you stepped down, Mr. Fang, you could guide us in interpreting CT scans."

"I still can't figure out how you discovered that this patient had mesenteric artery obstruction."

"How could such a small sign of obstruction be visible on a CT scan?"

After Chen Hongxing said that, Liu Faming from the vascular surgery department suggested, "Director Fang, how about this, you step down and discuss it with Director Chen, and Xiao Xiong from your department and I will study this hematoma together again."

Fang Ziye looked around again and nodded: "That works too!"

"Brother Liu, after Jinhuan finishes treating the hematoma, let him step down. You can handle the rest."

Fang Ziye added very cautiously.

Xiong Jinhuan, whom I brought along, needed to practice emergency procedures, as did the doctor Liu Faming brought. Xiong Jinhuan had already mastered the most delicious 'hematoma removal' procedure, so there was no reason for him to take on all the remaining minor procedures such as vascular suturing or other aspects.

We should be more generous and leave some room for others; this is the true way to ensure a lasting and harmonious relationship.

“It’s alright. I think Xiaoxiong’s basic skills are pretty good. He can definitely sew up one or two blood vessels.” Liu Faming said in return.

After Fang Ziye completed the core part of the surgery, what remained was just mechanical operation. This kind of operation is not only of learning value, but also a valuable clinical practice opportunity.

In routine elective surgeries, professors and associate professors don't usually give as many opportunities to chief resident; most of them are taken by attending physicians.

Liu Faming naturally knew to cherish such an opportunity.

Of course, since Fang Ziye gave him face, Liu Faming couldn't be too cunning and not give Xiong Jinhuan any small opportunities to maneuver, otherwise he would be narrowing his own path.

All the major cases encountered during the hospitalization process will become the most valuable consultation resources in the future.

If everyone is promoted to associate professor or even full professor, and then a consultation is requested, given the strong bond of friendship, how could you possibly refuse?

I'm definitely embarrassed.

……

Fang Ziye came down from the stage and stood next to Chen Hongxing in front of the image reader. After scanning the images from left to right, he kept one of the CT scans and temporarily put away the rest.

"Mr. Chen, let me just share my own opinion. Actually, I'm not that professional when it comes to reading abdominal X-rays. I just offered my opinion because I thought I could give some advice, and if I was wrong, it would just be a waste of time," Fang Ziye began.

Chen Hongxing said, "President Fang, stop with the nonsense. Your impressive skills are already accepted by the brothers. Just get straight to the point and tell us your techniques. No need for all this preamble."

"The fact that I was able to ask you for guidance means I've already adjusted to the mindset of a student."

Fang Ziye then said, "One advantage of CT scans is that they are cross-sectional structures, which allows you to clearly see layer after layer of cross-sections."

"I won't presume to explain the structure of the intestines on CT. But blood vessels on CT are generally quite full, even small blood vessels with normal blood supply."

"Mr. Chen, look here, and here too..."

"They are all attachment points of the mesenteric artery, and their shapes are relatively regular."

"Only at the point near the sigmoid colon in the jejunal loop is the diameter of the blood vessel unusual, and there are signs of local edema."

"Admittedly, this could be inflammatory edema following local bowel trauma. However, we should also be wary of it being a sign of thrombotic 'necrotizing edema'..."

"Just as I guessed, Mr. Chen, you and Mr. Liu from the vascular surgery department removed the blood clot, proving that the embolus wasn't very large..."

Chen Hongxing frowned deeply upon hearing this: "No, Ziye, isn't this really a bit against the rules?"

"Do you really see these details so clearly?"

"I just sent the original CT scan of this patient to Professor Hong Zili in our department, and he said it's not clear on the CT scan."

Fang Ziye was rendered silent by Chen Hongxing's actions.

He looked Chen Hongxing up and down, a smirk playing on his lips beneath his mask: "Brother Hongxing, are you waiting here to trick me?"

"Professor Hong is also a teacher I respect, and he knows me, so please don't try to stir up trouble for me."

Fang Ziye could not explain it.

Could it be that his CT scan reading skills are at level 5? To be honest, even if you searched the entire Zhongnan Hospital, every single professor in the radiology department could come, and Fang Ziye could pick and choose one of them.

Such expert-level image interpretation skills are rare, even among netizens, and are hard to find in many hospitals.

Chen Hongxing's brow furrowed, and he finally sighed: "So, in fact, this is something we can't learn."

"To be honest, Mr. Fang, even if you point it out, I still don't quite understand it. I can see some of the blood vessels, but to see a blood clot on this CT scan, especially a small segment of blood clot, is really beyond the range of ordinary people's eyesight."

Seeing that Xiong Jinhuan's operation was flawless, Liu Faming looked up and said, "President Chen, what do you think? President Fang has seen countless films and is a true master."

“Previously, he spotted the precursor signs of an abdominal aortic aneurysm in our vascular surgery department. Professor Wu Yong from our department said that without a full professor level, you can forget about it. Most associate professor level positions would definitely be overlooked.”

Chen Hongxing simply gave up: "Mr. Liu, have you found out about Mr. Fang's website's torrent repository? Could you send me a copy later?"

If you can't learn anything, you can only try to liven up the atmosphere in the operating room by driving around.

Even if Fang Ziye were to explain it again, without sufficient skill to perceive the subtle changes, learning the theory would be useless.

"No, you can continue to learn from Mr. Fang..." Liu Faming naturally didn't respond.

Fang Ziye didn't reply. After rolling his eyes, he felt that he had wasted his feelings.

Wild boars can't appreciate fine food; even though he was giving Chen Hongxing such good theories, all he was thinking about was watching movies.

What's the point of chatting?

Naturally, Fang Ziye also knew that without sufficient foundational knowledge, forcing himself to listen to more advanced theories would only be asking for trouble. Fang Ziye had been inexperienced before.

Master Yuan Weihong, Deng Yong, and their fellow PhD students often talked about cutting-edge research, treatment principles for diseases, and treatment barriers in the department, which Fang Ziye couldn't understand.

If you don't understand something, don't dwell on it; just learn step by step.

Those who try to take shortcuts often end up stagnating and finding it difficult to make progress...

As Fang Ziye and Xiong Jinhuan were about to leave, the vascular surgery PhD came on stage and he and Liu Faming reminisced about their experiences.

"Great job, Brother Liu, you handled this very well!"

Liu Faming smacked him with the pliers: "Don't look at me, it wasn't your brother Liu who operated it. I can't teach you how to operate it."

"Hello, Brother Liu." This PhD student is also a very perceptive person.

……

"How are you feeling, Huan-ge?" Fang Ziye asked with a smile as he came out of the operating room.

Xiong Jinhuan nodded vigorously, flicking his mask twice with his right hand: "That was really great, Brother Ye, the hematoma removal procedure was so smooth."

"Brother Ye, but how exactly do you stop bleeding? I still don't understand." Xiong Jinhuan continued to inquire.

Others don't want to learn because Fang Ziye doesn't have enough time to teach them, but Xiong Jinhuan has plenty of time.

Mastering hemostasis is certainly impressive. Professor Duan Hong of Tongji Hospital achieved his current status precisely because of his exceptional hemostasis skills, resulting in fewer deaths.

A disease that might kill several patients in other doctors can save lives in Professor Duan Hong's care.

"This involves a principle of interrupting and diverting blood flow. If you want to refer to it, you can look at the surgical procedures for gastric varices caused by cirrhosis."

"The treatment of this hematoma today is similar to this surgical procedure. Of course, we need to redesign the surgical plan ourselves, unlike when there is a mature surgical procedure that can be used directly after the rupture and bleeding of gastric variceal veins." Fang Ziye couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, so he pointed out a path for Xiong Jinhuan.

Upon hearing this, Xiong Jinhuan immediately nodded: "Okay, Brother Ye, I'll look at it carefully and then ask you for advice."

"Everyone says you're a treasure, Brother Ye, and you truly live up to the reputation."

"It's a pity we're not the same teacher, otherwise I'd love to crawl into your bed, Brother Ye." Xiong Jinhuan's eyes crinkled with a smile, a hint of ingratiation and envy in them.

"Jin Huan, what happened to you?" Fang Ziye quickly took two steps back and looked at 'Xiong Gay Huan' jokingly.

Where is the aura of Xiong Jinhuan, the successful clinical and scientific research leader from his school days?
"Brother Ye, there's nothing shameful about studying." Xiong Jinhuan didn't seem to care.

After being neglected and having his opportunities taken away in the past few days, Xiong Jinhuan realized that he needed to be shameless when learning.

If you don't steal, rob, or harm others, and you can learn something, learn openly and honestly, even if you're shameless. As long as you don't violate principles and you can acquire knowledge, it's a perfectly legitimate method!
Learning from teachers is a way of life that has been passed down since ancient times.

"Fine! You're right, you're the older brother." Fang Ziye also thought of himself back then. In fact, Fang Ziye had also shamelessly pursued many opportunities.

Giving Jin Hongzhou gifts and inviting him for drinks—wasn't it all for the sake of an opportunity?

After Fang Ziye and Xiong Jinhuan changed their clothes and put on their white coats, they returned to the trauma surgery department. Unexpectedly, Xiao Lizi and her family of three came to the department again.

And this time, Associate Professor Chen Minghao was also with them.

After meeting Fang Ziye, Chen Minghao introduced him, saying, "Hey, Lin Yan, this is Fang Ziye, the surgeon who performed your emergency treatment."

"You could say that Dr. Fang deserves a lot of credit for the fact that you were pulled out of the brink of death and were able to regain the function of your limbs."

"Your husband said that Dr. Fang also took advantage of your son's situation!"

The woman named Lin Yan had red eyes and her hands were clasped together as she sat in a wheelchair. She was too uncomfortable to get up because of the surgery.

Her eyes were red, snot streamed down her face, and she choked out, "Thank you, Dr. Fang, thank you..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye took a few more steps forward: "Little Pear's dad, what brings you here again? You even brought Little Pear's mom this time. She has trouble moving around."

The bandage on Little Pear's head had been removed, and she stood beside her mother, trying her best to tilt her head back—she looked so adorable. The middle-aged man's hands trembled as he listened: "Dr. Fang, my wife is being discharged..."

“We all felt that we had to come and see Dr. Fang again before we were discharged from the hospital. This time I didn’t bother anyone, I just waited in the ward.”

“Dr. Fang, you may not know it or care, but to me and to my whole family, you are our savior.”

"We are deeply grateful and cannot express our thanks enough. We offered you gifts but you refused them. However, we still wanted to see you. If it weren't for you, we could say that I would be a widower by now."

"Are you a widower, Professor Chen?" the middle-aged man asked Chen Minghao.

Upon hearing this, Chen Minghao quickly explained, "Ziye, I didn't bring Lin Yan and her family. I just happened to come here to see you about something, and we ran into each other in the department."

"I thought they had all gone home."

After saying that, Chen Minghao looked Xiaolizi and her family of three up and down again: "It's only right that they want to thank you."

"If you had arrived at the emergency room a little late that day, or if you had spent a little less time in the operating room, the consequences would have been unpredictable."

The Lin family's sobs drew many patients and their families from the hospital to come out and watch.

Among them, little Yan Chu was also leaning on crutches, her eyes sparkling as she looked in Fang Ziye's direction.

Some family members, unable to contain their curiosity, were still asking, "What's going on?"

"Oh, I heard it's a patient from another department who was about to be discharged and came here specifically to thank Dr. Fang. It's Dr. Fang Ziye."

"I heard that Fang Ziye saved the mother and son... You know about Dr. Fang's medical skills, right?"

"Oh, oh, oh..." The person who asked the question immediately realized.

Fang Ziye looked at Xiaolizi and said, "Xiaolizi, I have already accepted your gift and I appreciate your thanks. You should tell your mother."

"I can't accept too many thanks."

"Dr. Fang, that gift doesn't count at all. You even paid for the gift Xiaolizi gave you?" The patient named Lin Yan was about to say something.

Fang Ziye interrupted, "That's not how it works. Artworks are priceless. Only paper money and bank transfers can be exchanged one-to-one."

"Sister, I appreciate your kind gesture. You should all go back and rest early."

"I've only just been discharged from the hospital and need to rest more. I'm so happy that you could come to our department." Fang Ziye's smile was genuine.

Which doctor doesn't want their patients to recover and be discharged from the hospital? Which doctor doesn't want all the patients they treat to live well and recover fully?
If, on this basis, the patient can express some gratitude, without any gifts, it will be enough to make the doctor happy for a long time.

Fang Ziye was just an ordinary person, so of course he was happy.

Moreover, this is Zhongnan Hospital, a place where professors and associate professors are concentrated. Generally speaking, apart from professors and associate professors occasionally receiving banners or gifts from patients, how could an ordinary junior doctor possibly receive any thanks?
“Dr. Fang, we’re just ordinary people. We only made this banner, you absolutely must accept it. It’s not against the rules, is it? We’ve already inquired, and accepting a banner is perfectly reasonable,” Lin Yan said.

Her husband took out a roll of deep red brocade banner with gold trim from a bag behind the wheelchair, and then slowly unrolled it. It read: "Great physicians are sincere and dedicated, saving lives and healing the wounded."

There is no parallelism, nor are there any exquisite words.

But those eight words are enough.

As he slowly moved forward into middle age, he said to Fang Ziye, "Dr. Fang, the lives of my wife and my son are far more valuable than this banner!"

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's expression immediately hardened, and he accepted the gift with both hands, saying, "Thank you so much, brother, you've gone to so much trouble."

"I accept this banner, and I thank you again for your kindness."

"But as you can see, this is a ward. After you arrived, many patients came out to see what was going on, so it was hard for them to rest."

"So, let's not gather together anymore. You should take your wife and children home to rest and recuperate, and live a good life from now on."

"After I accept the banner, I may still need to deal with emergency consultations or emergency surgeries at any time."

"The other patients can go and rest... Is that alright?"

"The main reason is that I don't have time right now. Otherwise, I would have to treat you to a meal or something in return," Fang Ziye explained sincerely.

Fang Ziye was naturally happy to hear the patient's gratitude, but he really didn't have much time to go through all that!

If someone enjoys publicity, they could simply take a photo, write a short article or post it on a public WeChat account, and send it to the publicity department; that would naturally result in a publicity article.

"No need, Dr. Fang, saying that is disrespectful."

“If anyone’s going to treat us to a meal, it’s me.” The middle-aged man’s expression turned serious as he spoke with great earnestness.

If Fang Ziye really does invite him to dinner, then he can forget about saving face.

Lin Yan then said, "Dr. Fang, then I won't disturb your rest any longer. But I still have a small suggestion for you. Professor Deng from the Department of Vascular Surgery said that you are a natural-born vascular surgeon."

"Go to the vascular surgery department, Dr. Fang. You can save more lives there. That's the best platform for you, Dr. Fang. You can apply..."

Upon hearing Lin Yan's words, Associate Professor Chen Minghao's smile vanished.

Immediately afterwards, the trauma surgery patients protested. An older gentleman said, "How can you talk like that, young lady? Dr. Fang is a perfectly good doctor in our department. Why should she go to another department?"

"If you're going to come over and thank me, then thank me. Don't gossip."

Yan Chu's mother also said, "Sister, you're not right. I don't know what Dr. Fang did in the vascular surgery department, but many patients in our department trust Dr. Fang's skills."

"Saving lives is certainly a duty, but treating illnesses is also a good deed, without distinction of rank or status! Dr. Fang is doing well here, and my daughter was able to stand up again without amputation, all thanks to him."

"You think you can just send him to another department like that?"

"Are you here to cause trouble?"

……

"You can't just say things like that!"

No matter how pitiful Lin Yan was, even though she was in a wheelchair and everyone had just shared smiles, Xiao Lizi and her family of three were immediately "attacked" by everyone.

Little Pear was so scared she almost cried.

"No, it's not like that..."

Fang Ziye quickly waved to the middle-aged man, signaling him to push his wife and children away immediately!
He also explained, "It's alright, it's alright, everyone, please don't get so agitated. I won't leave; I'm still in the ward. Thank you all for your kindness."

“We’re all fellow patients, and perhaps the patients Lin Yan has met are different from yours, so she was just offering a casual suggestion. Since it’s a suggestion, you can ignore it, right?”

Yan Chu's mother said, "Dr. Fang, you are absolutely right."

"If you can't speak properly, then don't speak at all. Just say thank you politely. Who comes to our department to try and persuade Dr. Fang to change careers? What will happen to us if you change careers?"

"Yes, yes. Dr. Fang, you can't leave. Don't listen to the rumors from outsiders. Doctors from all departments are equally good."

"..."

Fang Ziye reiterated that it was just a joke and that everyone should not take it to heart, and only then did the crowd slowly disperse.

Similarly, Fang Ziye also shook his head slightly.

Well, Fang Ziye could understand Lin Yan's feelings and thoughts, but he was helpless because she spoke inappropriately and without regard for the place.

The prosecutor's office went to the police station and said that the local police were all useless, that being a policeman was just a waste of time and energy, and that they were just asking for trouble.
After this commotion, Chen Minghao's expression turned extremely ugly.

He looked at Fang Ziye.

Fang Ziye also looked at Chen Minghao. Their eyes met, and Fang Ziye asked first, "Professor Chen, is there anything else?"

Chen Minghao sighed: "Ziye, if Lin Yan hadn't just been discharged from the vascular surgery department, I would have thought she was a 'spy' you deliberately planted. What could possibly happen to me now?"

"My affairs were all torn apart by her words."

Fang Ziye immediately understood what Chen Minghao meant. While inviting Chen Minghao to sit in the chief resident's office, he smiled and said, "Professor Chen, thank you for your kindness, but as you can see, our trauma surgery patients are also very lovely."

“They also have needs, and I happened to have started out in trauma surgery, so naturally I won’t easily switch careers.”

Upon entering, Xiong Jinhuan very considerately offered a bottle of chilled Yaha coffee.

Chen Minghao unceremoniously twisted the screw: "Ziye, actually I originally wanted to convey Professor Deng Haibo's idea that you could occasionally come to our vascular surgery department to perform some emergency surgeries."

"But that probably won't work now. After Lin Yan's outburst, if they can't see you during future surgeries and then come to our department to cause trouble, that would be terrible."

"I don't even know what to say anymore." Chen Minghao tapped his head with his right hand.

Deng Haibo originally wanted to take advantage of the time difference, since Fang Ziye was the chief resident and his position in the trauma surgery department was not yet very secure, and patients hardly recognized the name Fang Ziye.

At this time, he should try to borrow Jingzhou without ever returning it, and see if there is a chance to battle with Deng Yong, since Deng Haibo and Deng Yong are from the same village.

Even if Deng Haibo really didn't repay the loan, at most he would just fight in private.

But now that Fang Ziye has made an appointment with the patient, it wouldn't do if things got out of hand, so Deng Haibo didn't even dare to have such a thought anymore.

"Teacher Chen, there will definitely be opportunities in the future; there's still a long way to go," Fang Ziye replied with a smile.

"Well, that's all we can do. From now on, we'll come here often to learn from you. Otherwise, if you just stay in our vascular surgery department for six months, or at most six months, you'll definitely be able to develop that one-way valve tool for hemostasis."

"With this commotion, the timeline will be delayed by at least a year, or even three years!"

Scientific research is not easy; without immersive dedication, there will be no truly high-level output.

Where can such a new surgical aid be produced so easily?
It's common for the theoretical aspects alone to take several years to master.

Standing to the side, Xiong Jinhuan watched her classmate, Fang Ziye, who was currently considered her "superior," chatting and laughing with Chen Minghao. She felt a mix of emotions, but also a sense of pride.

Damn, this is my classmate, and a classmate I get along very well with. Others don't even have the chance to get close to him, but I have a natural way to get close to him.

"Professor Chen, you flatter me. I was just thinking about it casually."

"We are currently conducting some clinical research in the ward, and we also have our own basic research projects in the laboratory, with several directions."

"I simply don't have the extra energy to start a new project."

"I also want to do more. Good research topics lead to papers, and good papers can lead to new tools, which is what we doctors dream of."

"However, everyone's energy is truly limited!"

……

Chen Minghao left the trauma surgery department, and he left very unhappy.

Downstairs in the orthopedic building, Chen Minghao encountered Lin Yan and her family of three, who had not yet left.

Lin Yan asked nervously, "Professor Chen, did I say something wrong today? Did I mess up the task Professor Deng assigned me?"

Lin Yan's face was slightly pale, and she looked full of guilt.

Upon hearing this, Chen Minghao cursed inwardly, but what could he do?
Lin Yan is a patient. If a patient understood everything, would she need a doctor? She would be the doctor!

"It's alright, it's not that serious, Lin Yan. You just need to rest well after you're discharged from the hospital."

"Professor Deng was just joking with you; he wouldn't really give you a task."

"Don't take it seriously. Dr. Fang is a very experienced trauma surgeon. Asking him to give up his original specialty and come to our vascular surgery department is just making him play to his weaknesses and avoid his strengths."

"That doesn't make sense," Chen Minghao reassured him.

He then added, "In the future, when saying things like this, try not to say them in front of patients from other specialties."

"No one who comes to the hospital for treatment is more noble than a patient with another disease, nor can it be said that a doctor from one specialty is more meaningful than a doctor from another specialty."

You know that, right?

"While doctors may not be able to criticize you, other patients and their families won't care whether you're feeling unwell or not when they start yelling at you!"

Lin Yan quickly nodded, apologized again, and then the family of three took a taxi and left...

Chen Minghao sighed a few more times.

The mind is full but the strength is not enough.

The road is blocked.

Once the patient finds out, Deng Yong will find out; once Deng Yong finds out, Deng Haibo will definitely be out of the picture...

(End of this chapter)