Chapter Fifty-Four: The Doctor's Benevolent Heart

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  At this time, the atmosphere in the operating room was very strange. Except for Chen Zhiyuan, everyone looked at Sun Changlin with an unbelievable expression. The medical profession relies on seniority, and the higher the seniority, the higher the experience and technology. This is a positive correlation, because the medical industry is special. Other industries, such as cooking, can let young people practice with ingredients, and if they fail, they will only lose some ingredients at most. But doctors can't do that. It's impossible to let young doctors practice on patients. This industry cannot accept failure, because failure means a loss of life. Therefore, newcomers in this industry grow up relatively slowly. A chef may make some small achievements after practicing for two years, but a doctor may still be unable to do anything after two years.

  At Chen Zhiyuan's age, those doctors are still rotating in various departments. Let alone being the chief surgeon for an operation, they can't even see patients on their own. How can people in the operating room believe he can be the chief surgeon for such a major operation as a craniotomy?

  Although Sun Changlin's heart was racing like a bucket hanging in the air, things had already reached this point. He knew that this craniotomy was still a level III hemorrhagic stroke surgery, and miracles were not to be expected. He just hoped that if he died, his family wouldn't make a fuss. How could he have agreed to the surgery? He must have been out of his mind! At this point, he could only resign himself to fate. With a bitter smile, he said: "Didn't you hear what I said? Stop all that and just follow Dr. Chen's arrangements. Has the anesthesia not started yet?"

  Shan Quanyou was about to think that Sun Changlin had gone mad, this craniotomy could not be performed on such a young person, it was simply ridiculous, and it was simply playing with the patient's life. He couldn't help but say: "Director Sun, this won't do, this is simply nonsense, this is playing with people's lives! As a director, how can you treat patients' lives as a joke?" Shan Quanyou became more agitated as he spoke, his dark face turning a deep purple: "Sun Changlin, do you know what kind of behavior this is? This is a crime, this is murder! We medical workers have people like you who don't care about patients' lives and only focus on personal gain, which is why the public doesn't trust us and scolds us behind our backs. Are you worthy of being a director or even a doctor? As long as I, Shan Quanyou, am here, he won't be able to perform this surgery!" At this point, Shan Quanyou was so angry that he didn't care if Sun Changlin was the director or not, and directly scolded him. He then shouted at Liu Qian: "Call the neurosurgery department and ask Professor Zhang and Director Zuo to come down! If they don't come, send the patient back to their room immediately!" Shan Quanyou was afraid that Zuo Mingshan and Zhang Defu would be blocked by Sun Changlin and not dare to come down, so he might as well just send the patient back. They could wait for Sun Changlin to agree to let them perform the surgery, this surgery wasn't urgent. In short, they couldn't let that young man mess around.

  Sun Changlin knew that Shan Quanyou was a straightforward person, and in medicine, he was even more diligent and conscientious. He would never prescribe large doses of medication to patients just for the sake of making money from kickbacks, regardless of whether they lived or died. The phrase "medical ethics" was not wasted on him. However, Shan Quanyou still had some things that got under his skin. Just now, in front of Health Bureau Director Ren Jianfu and Municipal Party Secretary's secretary Qian Sen, Chen Zhiyuan had exposed all the shady dealings of Zuo Mingshan. He only cared about keeping his own position as a doctor and didn't want Ren Jianfu and Qian Sen to pursue their responsibilities, so he threw away his medical ethics and agreed to let Chen Zhiyuan perform this surgery. It was really absurd. Thinking of this, his face turned red and he said: "Doctor Chen, why don't we discuss this surgery again? The risks are just too great!"

  Chen Zhiyuan listened to Shan Quanyou's words just now, and he also felt a sense of reverence in his heart. This is a real doctor who doesn't care about power, but only thinks about the patient. In today's medical environment, how many people can do what he does? If it were Zaoming Shan, he would have agreed to prepare for the surgery long ago. Anyway, since the hospital director personally said so, I'm just following the leader's instructions. If something happens, what does it have to do with me? Whether the patient lives or dies has nothing to do with me either. But I admire Shan Quanyou, and today's surgery is a must. Chen Zhiyuan asked sincerely: "Director Shan, do you know this patient's diagnosis?"

  Shan Quanyou was taken aback, not knowing what this kid meant by his question, and coldly said: "Of course I know, hemorrhagic stroke level II!" Zuoming Shan would never tell Shan Quanyou about Geng Jianmin's true condition.

  "So I'd like to ask you, can a patient with hemorrhagic stroke grade III undergo craniotomy?"

  "Of course not!" Quan Zhongyue blurted out.

  "Director Sun, please tell me what is the true condition of Director Geng Jianmin?" Chen Zhiyuan turned his head to ask Sun Changlin.

  Sun Changlin was also confused by Chen Zhiyuan's questioning, and didn't know what the point of asking these questions was, but still opened his mouth to say: "It's a grade 3 hemorrhagic stroke!" Left Mingshan's affairs would definitely not be able to be hidden for long, it wouldn't even take a day, within an hour the whole hospital would know, and he didn't need to hide anything for that scoundrel anymore.

  "What?" Quan Youyong was startled when he heard this. Yesterday, Zuo Mingshan had called him and said it was level II, so how did it become level III today?

  "Zuo Mingshan tampered with the medical records, concealing the patient's true condition, and colluded with Zhang Defu to perform surgery on the patient for personal gain. Now they have both been taken away by the police, isn't that right, Director Sun?" Chen Zhiyuan's few words exposed all of Zuo Mingshan and Zhang Defu's crimes.

  "How is this possible? This is a crime!" Zhang Quanyou still seemed to be in disbelief, this matter was too big, a patient with grade 3 hemorrhagic stroke undergoing surgery, ninety-five percent would die on the operating table, what's the difference between this and murder?

  Sun Changlin heard Chen Zhiyuan mention the matter of Zuo Mingshan, his face looked very bad: "What Dr. Chen said is all true, how did our hospital produce such a thing!"

  "Director, the patient inside is called Geng Jianming, you know that. But what you don't know is that Geng Jianming is my uncle. I'm not as inhumane as those people like Zuo Mingshan who use patients' lives as a tool to make money. How could I joke about the life of my own family member, whose life is hanging by a thread?" Chen Zhīyuǎn's words were sincere beyond measure.

  Tan was moved by his words, but he really didn't believe that this young man could complete such an impossible operation on his own, and couldn't help but say: "This is impossible!"

  "There's no such thing as impossible, I will definitely complete this surgery successfully. You and Director Sun can both assist me with the surgery, you two are both veterans of the hospital, from my surgical movements alone, shouldn't you be able to tell if I'm capable or not? If you feel that my movements are clumsy, we'll stop the surgery immediately!" Chen Zhiyuan said with a smile, and then strode into the changing room.