Dr. Zhou in front of him convinced him that he was just a person who got one penny to do one thing, forgetting that medicine was different from other industries in terms of fatal nature. He didn't realize that he had transformed from an angel to a demon, and he probably had long forgotten his original intention of studying medicine in the first place.
what to do?
The patient moaned one after another, and the surgeon never got the knife. A surgeon is not a butcher.
There are good people and bad people in every walk of life. Good guys and bad guys are not divided by profession. Only rules and regulations can regulate people's behavior. What makes the system effective depends on people. .
I miss Senior Brother Cao, Xie Wanying thought to herself.
If Senior Brother Cao were here, it would go without saying that he would make a phone call to the hospital leader and ask him to come and take a look.
Why doesn’t Teacher Du dare to do this?
Because Senior Brother Cao is a minority among doctors, he is rare. It makes sense for a bunch of people to worship Senior Brother Cao. The courage to speak out cannot be possessed by anyone.
Teacher Du is from the National Association. He comes to Beidu San to work, and he is surrounded by people from Beidu. People from the National Association came to the base camp of Beidu to poke a hornet's nest in Beidu? As long as you put yourself in Teacher Du's shoes and think about it this way, Teacher Du would not dare to complain to the leader casually.
The only thing I could do was give him some kind words in the operating room.
Is this advice useful? At least it's useless today. Dr. Zhou is going to beat the chief surgeon to death today. Why fight to death? Because I may have heard what your son said before.
Didn't your son want to give Dr. Zhou a first blow when he gossiped about the red envelope? How could he, a senior anesthesiologist, tolerate being gossiped about by a medical trainee?
No wonder Du Haiwei repeatedly emphasized to his son that he should be obedient when studying clinically. It's just that my son was young and could not understand the twists and turns of life. He opened his mouth and said it all.
The worst part was that Du Meng'en was standing in the corner chatting with classmate Zhang Shuping, not knowing that he was adding fuel to the fire.
Dr. Zhou's face was extremely cold.
Du Haiwei couldn't scold his son. His son didn't say anything wrong about this guy. If he tells his son to get lost, it is equivalent to establishing bad values for his son. My son, who wants to be a doctor in the future, must not deviate from correct values.
Things have reached this point and are about to turn into a dead end.
The scalpel could not be removed, and the progress of the operation was so slow that it came to a standstill.
The patient's moans continued, irritating the eardrums and hearts of everyone present. Only Dr. Zhou didn't hear it, and the doctor's heart that had fallen into nowhere could never be found again.
When Dr. Zuo Liang, the first assistant, was gasping for air, he was worried that if he got so angry that Teacher Du lifted the table later, the consequences would be disastrous.
If they have a big argument with an anesthetist in the operating room, don't think that they can take the blame. Departments will fight among departments, and other anesthesiologists will definitely side with their colleagues first without any discrimination. They will say that no matter what the surgeon should do, they should not disrespect them during the operation. In this case, the anesthesiology department will never treat their group of surgeons well in the future.
They don't mind being scolded by anesthesia, but they need to consider the patient. I'm afraid that the final result of the chain reaction will be that Teacher Du's innocent patients will suffer. Du Haiwei had to endure this breath with all his strength, and this was the reason.
