"Senior Brother Cao was so angry that the doctor's professional attitude was not implemented until the end."
"You said this clearly, I don't understand it very well-" He Guangyou waved his hand to her and said, "You have to know that what you said just now is not wrong with the patient's entire treatment plan."
"There is no error. If I send it to the relevant health department for identification, I can guarantee that it is correct. The patient has reached such a terminal stage, clinically speaking, no drugs can be cured, and the operation has been performed."
"so?"
"But Senior Brother Cao is a neurosurgeon. From his professional perspective as a neurosurgeon, he and the patient were familiar with each other during his lifetime. Some changes in the brain after the patient became ill were considered by the doctor. Yes, the patient did not have brain metastases in the end. However, he knew that the human brain generally seeks profit and avoids harm, which has been confirmed by scientific research. If he seeks profit and avoids harm, the brain will have a mechanism called suppressing pain, which will guide the patient to develop some irrational behavior."
The other two people were listening to what she said, probably because they had never considered such a problem. Now there were expressions of memories on their faces.
A scene from four years ago was clearly replayed in their minds.
That night, there was a thunderstorm outside the window of the ward. The heavy rain did not release the depressed atmosphere in the ward at all, but instead brought a stronger sense of oppression, and dark clouds enveloped the hearts of everyone present.
"I've said it many times, but he's confused!"
"Cao Yong, can you calm down first? Teacher Zhang's brain is not abnormal now, and his consciousness is very clear. When we discuss his personal treatment plan with him, he can put forward his own academic views."
"No-that's not him-"
"What are you talking about? What does he mean that he is not Teacher Zhang anymore?"
"He is not Teacher Zhang, I know. His brain is not Teacher Zhang now!"
"Okay, Cao Yong, go out. If you do this, I can only move you far away. It's not Teacher Zhang who is not clear about it, but you."
...
The fierce quarrel seemed to explode at any time to break up everyone on the scene. Every time this situation was like this, it was very painful and no one wanted to recall it.
Disputes are very sad, just like doctors.
He Guangyou decisively stopped recalling and got up to go to the door to breathe.
There is one thing Xie Wanying said right.
The brain seeks profit and avoids harm. Seeing that he can't accept the pain at all, he just wants to escape quickly.
When I walked to the door, I opened the door. A man in a blue shirt stood at the door.
He Guangyou looked like he saw a ghost, his lips turned white, and he squeezed out three words from his mouth tremblingly: "Cao, doctor, student?"
I'm really not sure if I've seen a ghost.
Cao Yong raised his lips and said to him: "It's okay, it's not called Teacher Zhang."
The neurosurgery department is so strong that he can actually make such a professional joke. He Guangyou feels that his legs are weak.
After gently patting his shoulder and letting him make way, Cao Yong walked straight into the multimedia classroom.
Chapter completed!