Deng Mo touched his beard and couldn't help but ask, "He is the dean's favorite person now. It's not that easy to drive him away. Let me talk about it first, what method can I use to drive him away?"
"If you remember correctly, isn't there a patient in your hospitalization building of the Ministry of Traditional Chinese Medicine that makes you feel very tricky?"
"What do you think about throwing this hot potato to Ye Xuan? Anyway, he is a newcomer and doesn't understand the rules. He will do whatever you ask him to do. When the time comes, he can kill the person and take all the responsibilities.
They all tied to his head." Huang Youning smiled cunningly.
The hot potato he mentioned refers to a 70-year-old man from the Ministry of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
The old man's name is Ouyang Xiu, and his identity is not simple. Before retirement, he was a famous reporter. He exposed the dark stories of many large companies and has a very high reputation in the news media industry.
It is precisely because of this that Ouyang Xiu's physical condition has attracted much attention from major media.
When they heard that the old reporter was sick, they wanted to take Ouyang Xiu to Qingshan Hospital for treatment.
If Ouyang Xiu's disease can be cured, it will not only increase their reputation for the hospital, but also advertise the hospital.
However, when Ouyang Xiu was admitted to the hospital, they found that something was wrong because Ouyang Xiu's physical condition was very poor.
After examination, they found that Ouyang Xiude's disease was actually cancer, and it was a very fatal stomach cancer for the elderly!
Although gastric cancer has not reached its late stage and there is theoretically a possibility of rescue, no one dares to perform surgery on Ouyang Xiu.
Because the risk of gastrectomy is too great, and the burden on the patient after surgery is also great, Ouyang Xiu, as a 70-year-old man, cannot withstand the troubles of the surgery at all.
What made them even more desperate was that when Ouyang Xiu entered their hospital, he had already undergone two surgeries in other hospitals, and gastric cancer was removed and recurred twice.
Now Ouyang Xiu’s stomach is only half the size of an ordinary person, and he can no longer be cut!
It was because there was no way to find a treatment method in physiotherapy and surgery that Ouyang Xiu was transferred to the Ministry of Traditional Chinese Medicine, asking Deng Mo to boil Chinese medicine every day to condition his body.
However, this treatment has no effect at all, it just delays the persistence of cancer.
Once Ouyang Xiu dies in Qingshan Hospital, it will not only cause a huge blow to the hospital's reputation, but also Deng Mo, as the attending doctor, will also take the blame.
"Think about it, you're about to retire now. If Ouyang Xiu dies at your hands, you will be out of luck."
"It's better to let Ye Xuan take the blame for you. Tomorrow you will ask Ye Xuan to treat the old man. Anyway, he is an intern, just two days after he came to the hospital, even if he had to die,
Our hospital will not have much impact."
Huang Youning's trick to kill someone by using a knife made Deng Mo unable to help but applaud.
"Hahaha, what you said makes sense, then I will do what you said, so that I can solve my two worries at the same time." Deng Mo stood up with a smile and stretched out his hand to Huang Youning.
Huang Youning also laughed loudly, and the two shook their hands and reached a consensus.
On the other side.
After Ye Xuan returned home, he told his mother about the internship for a few days in the hospital and wanted to get a qualification certificate.
Liu Guifang was originally washing dishes in the kitchen. After hearing the news, she immediately put down her work and ran out with a smile: "Really? That's great, our Ye Xuan finally has a bright future!"
"Although I can be transferred to a regular worker after getting the certificate, I still want to be more free. There are rules and regulations in the hospital, which are too easy to be regulated." Ye Xuan was also happy when he saw his mother happy.
"What do you want to do, watch it yourself. Mom respects your decision. As long as you don't steal or rob anything, it's fine. But since you have extraordinary medical skills, it's better to consider this talent.
Use it.”
Although Liu Guifang did not want to interfere with Ye Xuan's decision, she still gave some suggestions.
"I know, I'll do it in the hospital for a few days first. If I can't adapt, I'll stop doing it and get the certificate and leave."
Ye Xuan hadn't figured it out yet, so he could only take one step at a time.
...
The next day when Ye Xuan came to Qingshan Hospital, Deng Mo handed Ouyang Xiu’s medical records to Ye Xuan.
"You are here just in time and have a task to hand over to you. Go to Ward 307 and give this patient a massage."
"This patient feels a little uncomfortable in the stomach. You can prescribe a dose of medicine to regulate him."
The medical record that Deng Mo gave to Ye Xuan was the hospital's old medical record. The medical record only showed that Ouyang Xiu had gastrointestinal problems and deliberately concealed his past medical history and the real situation.
"Go to give the elderly a massage? It turns out that the intern doctor just wants to be a nurse? Well, then I'll show him."
Ye Xuan didn't think much about it, and then walked towards the ward after taking a look at the medical record.
As soon as he walked into the ward, he smelled a strong smell of Chinese medicine. Then he saw Ouyang Xiu lying on the hospital bed with a skinny bone.
Ouyang Xiu was unable to eat because of gastrointestinal problems, so he could only lie on the hospital bed and live by infusion of nutrient solution every day.
Although Ouyang Xiu was only in his seventies, he looked as haggard as an old man in his nineties. Not only did his face turn white and black, but he also exuded a sense of death all over his body.
"The patient's condition seems to be a bit serious. You told me it was a gastrointestinal problem? Is this medical record wrong?"
Ye Xuan took a look at the medical records on his hand and threw them aside.
Ouyang Xiu heard Ye Xuan's voice, slowly opened his eyes, and then closed his eyes.
Even the simple movement of opening and closing eyes seemed extremely tired.
"Are you here to change the medicine? How long will this kind of day last to the end?" Ouyang Xiu asked with his eyes closed.
He knows his body very well. Cancer makes him suffer every day, and he can feel that his life is about to come to an end.
If he could, he even wanted to give up treatment, because he knew that if he continued to survive, he would be a waste of medical resources and then wait for death here.
"It won't take long to end."
Ye Xuan observed Ouyang Xiu's situation and reached out to take his pulse.
"Is that so? Finally, I can stop enduring this kind of pain..."
"When will I leave?"
Hearing this reply, Ouyang Xiu showed a relieved expression on his face.
Ye Xuan nodded: "If it goes well, you can leave this afternoon."
"Can you leave this afternoon? That would be great. I've been suffering from illness and can finally embrace death."
Ouyang Xiu breathed a little relieved and was ready to die calmly.
"What? What hug death? I'm here to treat you. I'll have surgery this morning and you'll be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon."
Ye Xuan then realized that the conversation between the two was not on the same channel.