When the Doctor Uses A Hack

Chen Cang also breathed a sigh of relief. If the patient had been treated with thrombolytic therapy for non-ST segment elevation acute coronary syndrome, it might have also been effective.

But the word “might” really isn’t suitable for use in the medical field!

Because your “might” often brings about the uncertainty of life!

As medical personnel, we must make the best choices.

To give patients the most appropriate diagnostic and treatment plans, and not delay the patient’s treatment due to the doctor’s reasons.

Of course, maybe decades from now, people looking back might think our current treatment plans are crude and backward, even full of mistakes, but this is the best we can do right now.

The long river of history just develops like this.

Every field progresses through constant negation and self-negation.

The medicine of each era is the most valuable essence and wealth of that time, safeguarding people’s health with the sincerest knowledge.

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After hearing the system’s prompt sound, Chen Cang was slightly startled!

So that’s how favorability is gained?

It seems…

From now on, winning the favor of Director Meng must start my great business of gaining favorability…

With that thought, Chen Cang relaxed a bit, seemingly understanding how to gain favorability going forward.

When Meng Xi came out, she seemed somewhat fatigued. Walking to the chairs outside the operating room, she slowly sat down. It was only then that she breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart was still filled with lingering fear…

Chen Cang and Ge Huai, seeing this, sat down alongside her.

Everyone was a bit tired.

Intense and orderly rescues are more slimming than anything else, after all, do you ever see obese people in the emergency department?

Meng Xi took a deep breath.

It was so close…

Just by a hair’s breadth…

She might have caused irreversible harm to the patient due to a moment of carelessness, or perhaps one should say, due to her limited abilities.

Meng Xi is someone who is extremely strict and almost harsh with herself at work, someone who strives for perfection in the diagnostic and treatment process. Her greatest fear is causing various adverse outcomes for the patients due to her own shallow knowledge.

But today, she almost experienced just that.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed Meng Xi became, even deciding to tack on an extra task for herself tonight after she got home, to look over the latest guidelines.

What’s a bit of extra tiredness?

Her profession involved dealing with death.

And our stake in this is knowledge!

But the stake on the other side is the life of the patients.

The more knowledge we have, the more likely we are to win the other side’s stake.

With this thought, Meng Xi looked at Chen Cang with gratitude, turned around seriously, and said, “Chen Cang!”

Chen Cang subconsciously looked towards Meng Xi, “Teacher Meng?”

Meng Xi took off her mask, her eyes full of complexity, and said earnestly, “Thank you!”

Chen Cang was taken aback, shook his head, and remained silent.

Could he blame Meng Xi for this?

He had no right to.

He knew his own level well, that it was just by chance that he had a perfect level in electrocardiography and happened to encounter such a case.

Who could guarantee that he would handle other situations just as well next time?

At this thought, Chen Cang couldn’t help but sigh.

If only his luck could always be this good; at least he would be able to help more people, to save more lives.

Doctors are inherently limited.

You are not perfect!

You cannot learn all knowledge; you can only do your best with the knowledge and skills you have to do the job you’re supposed to do.

Why do they say the pressure on doctors is so high?

Because life is too heavy.

We can’t lift it.

Seeing life after life slip away before us, watching relatives weep bitterly, observing loved ones lost for words, crying their eyes out, that sense of guilt, that powerlessness, is indescribable!

Every time this happens, we are filled with regret and frustration, wishing our skills were a bit better, our level a little higher, the system a bit more perfect… how wonderful that would be!

But we can’t change external things.

What we can do is buy the latest and most expensive guidelines, constantly push ourselves, force ourselves to keep improving our abilities.

Unfortunately, life has no what-ifs!

Medicine is evolving, our knowledge can only be slowly revamped, continuously improved.

Limitations?

They’re everywhere!

Why bother blaming others?

Think about yourself, how well have you done?

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Medical resources are limited, we should try our best to save those who can be saved—that’s enough.

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Chen Cang looked at Meng Xi and sighed, “This is medical science…”

The moment Chen Cang said this, Ge Huai and Meng Xi were both taken aback, then relieved.

Yes, this is medical science!

By now it was after eleven o’clock, and after tidying up, everyone was ready to finish work and go home.

Meng Xi suddenly looked at Chen Cang and offered, “Chen, where do you live? Let me give you a ride.”

Chen Cang was startled and shook his head, “It’s only a ten or twenty-minute walk for me, Teacher Meng, you should hurry home and rest!”

Meng Xi didn’t insist and turned to leave.

At that moment, Chen Cang’s stomach growled, making him realize he had missed a meal again. Damn it, at this rate, he was going to starve to death sooner or later.

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The next morning, after the shift change, Chen Cang unexpectedly learned that the hospital had organized a meeting for the new resident trainees.

After attending, he saw Qian Lin again. The main points discussed in the resident training center involved some training attempts and matters to take note of, and there would be periodic assessments, so everyone should prepare well.

In the next week, there would be pre-job training on the four basic procedures of punctures and cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

After that, rotations through different departments would likely start.

Now things were more convenient, since there were mobile apps for everything. Chen Cang had also downloaded a “National Medical e-Bookbag” on his phone, which contained some information on the resident training program.

After the meeting, Qian Lin couldn’t help but say to Chen Cang, “You really are something, Lin! You missed a month of courses, do you know how many times you were called out?”

Chen Cang was stunned, “We’re graduate students… and they still take attendance?”

Qian Lin uttered a sound of affirmation, “Of course, if they didn’t take attendance, who would go? In the last few days, the first thing the teacher did before class was call the roll. And yours was always the first name called out!”

Chen Cang was at a loss for words, “Then why didn’t you tell me?”

Qian Lin sighed, “I didn’t notice the first few times, and by the time I remembered, it was too late. They said if your name is called out three times and you’re not there, they’ll cancel your score for that class. I figured you were already out, so why bother.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Cang was instantly flabbergasted. What the hell was he supposed to do now?

Surely, a graduate student wouldn’t be expelled for failing a course, right?

He had just started to earn Director Meng’s favor; he couldn’t let it end like this!

After some thought, Chen Cang decided to talk to Director Guan of the graduate department.

After splitting with Qian Lin, he quickly dialed Guan Wei’s number.

The call connected not long after.

Chen Cang laughed awkwardly, “Director Guan, I have a favor to ask. I’ve been working and missed the classes, only to find out later that the teacher failed me… apparently in more than one subject… What can be done about this? Do I need to retake an exam or something?”

After hearing this, Guan Wei laughed, “No worries, I’ve already spoken to those teachers about your situation, so don’t worry about your grades. Principal Qian also specifically instructed me to take good care of you. Rest easy.”

Upon hearing that, Chen Cang immediately rejoiced, “Ahem, then thanks a lot, Director Guan!”

After hanging up the phone, Chen Cang finally breathed a sigh of relief, one less worry on his mind.

But just a few minutes after he hung up the phone, another call came in.

“Doctor Chen, this is Fu Zhihui from the resident training center!” a female voice rang out.

Chen Cang was startled; of course, he knew Fu Zhihui, who was previously from the department of neurology and had asked him for consultations.

“Oh! Teacher Xiao Fu, hello, hello.” Chen Cang knew he still needed to maintain a good relationship with the resident training center if he wanted to avoid rotations.

After all, the local officials have more immediate authority; he couldn’t always bother the director and the dean, could he?

Fu Zhihui laughed, “Alright, Doctor Chen, you don’t need to call me Teacher Xiao Fu. We are colleagues in the same institution, no need to be so formal.”

Chen Cang laughed sheepishly, “It’s easier to get things done when you have connections. I have to maintain a good relationship with my immediate leadership, right? Teacher Xiao Fu, you have to give me a chance.”

Fu Zhihui had joined the hospital a few years earlier than Chen Cang and specialized in neurology. However, since her husband is now a key figure in orthopedics,

Out of consideration for their family and child, the couple discussed it, and Fu Zhihui decided to transfer to an administrative role. Just at that time, the hospital was establishing the resident training center, so she moved there to manage the resident trainees.

Being of similar age and not differing much, the two conversed quite casually.

Fu Zhihui said, “Doctor Chen, I have a serious matter to discuss with you. Isn’t there a week-long basic operation skill training starting next week? I’ve reached out to the department of medical education, and they gave me a list, and you happened to be on it, so why don’t you just be the trainer for this session and continue to take care of the thoracentesis?”

“What do you think, Doctor Chen?”

Chen Cang nodded, “Of course, no problem, just let Teacher Xiao Fu make the arrangements!”

Fu Zhihui nodded with satisfaction, “Then I’ll be counting on you, Doctor Chen.”

After that, they chatted for a bit more, and she hung up the phone.

When it comes to thoracentesis, Chen Cang didn’t really have anything to prepare; whenever interns arrived, the department of medical education always pulled him in to help, so he was used to it. But it used to be that Li Shijian would occasionally help out, and now it was all on him, as the senior doctors didn’t have the time.

Moreover, he already had a ready-made thoracentesis template saved on his computer; during the training, all he had to do was guide the students through the procedure on a simulation mannequin.

It hardly counted as anything significant.

However, Chen Cang suddenly realized that he needed to update the PowerPoint presentation that evening, because after advancing his thoracentesis skills to the master level, he had gained new insights and understandings.

Especially regarding some precise location techniques, he planned to share them with everyone during the session.

As for keeping secrets?

The medical field is the least suitable industry for hoarding knowledge. After all, the more you teach someone, the more lives they can save.

ps: Everyone should rest early. When you wake up in the morning, you’ll find two more chapters. I had something to do today and haven’t finished writing yet. I’ll stay up late, and you guys can read it when you get up in the morning. Also, thanks to the boss “Heaven’s Pit” for the generous tip; he made a special trip from QQ Reading, which I really appreciate, as well as the mega reward from “Lulu.”

I’ll try to update more chapters today, but I’m not sure how many. I’ll do my best!

ps: Here are two book recommendations:

One is a military novel, “The Strongest Arms Dealer,” aimed at becoming the strongest arms dealer.

The other is “Salted Fish’s Self-Rescue Guide,” a novel about entrepreneurship in short video social media, rising to the heights of life..

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