The Enhanced Doctor-Chapter 380 Liu Banxia’s ’Self-Detonation’ (Added for arising and ceasing)
(Thanks for the encouragement and monthly tickets from my dearest friends, "I Love Sheep," and "The Chinese people")
The Second Hospital hadn’t taken a stand when Liu Banxia was having a standoff with the patient’s family. But today, the words from Chen Zhenxing clearly represented the hospital’s attitude.
After all, public opinion was pretty powerful these days, and the hospital couldn’t openly show support. All Chen Zhenxing could do was offer encouragement in this manner. This proved the hospital wasn’t just after money but also cared about its medical staff.
There was no need to deliberately spread the word about this; those who witnessed it would naturally share the story with people in their departments. Even people from other departments felt encouraged upon hearing the news.
From an outsider’s viewpoint, hospitals always seemed quite powerful. There were many negative reports about them—refusing to treat patients without payment, bad attitudes, accepting red envelopes (bribes)... the list went on.
But what was the reality? People didn’t see the injustices that medical staff had to endure daily.
Legal regulations, by their nature, were stringent for medical staff due to the unique demands of their profession—they dealt with matters of life and death.
What outsiders perceived as indifference or coldness was often just a method of self-protection born out of helplessness.
When it came to demanding payment for medical fees, many people might have viewed hospitals as cold-hearted or merciless. But hospitals aren’t charity organizations; they can’t afford large-scale charity work.
If a hospital went bankrupt, how could it save the next patient?
Just look at the emergency center; every month, it ran a deficit. This was because some patients, after receiving emergency treatment, had unclear accountability for their medical fees, so these couldn’t be fully settled and were left outstanding.
This was merely news circulating within the Second Hospital. By nighttime, some regular internet users discovered a juicy piece of news online, and Liu Banxia himself was the one who had put it out there.
During his dinner break, he took the opportunity to enjoy his new car and even snapped a photo of it on his phone. Then he had Wang Chao share it online.
So, you accuse me of being a freeloader? Fine. The title will be ’My First Car, a Gift from My Father-in-Law.’ What can you say to that?
This news made quite a splash. Liu Banxia hadn’t expected to cause such a stir. However, a new buzzword was now slowly forming on the internet: "showy doctor."
Initially, it just circulated among friends in Binhai, but slowly it spread nationwide. The power of the internet knows no regional boundaries.
"President Liu, this is kind of serious. Did we go too far?" Wang Chao looked at the comments online and remarked nervously.
"Look at you, a man of such means, scared by such a tiny thing?" Liu Banxia asked with a grin. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
"Don’t worry about it. I’ve got a backup plan. This is nothing. Around ten o’clock tonight, I’ll release the new material I’ve prepared."
"What material? How come I don’t know about it?" Wang Chao asked, bewildered.
"I haven’t given it to you yet, so don’t be impatient. Surprise, surprise. Just wait. Qiaoqiao is calling me; I bet she’s also heard about what’s happening online," Liu Banxia said as he pulled out his cellphone.
"Honey, what are you up to? Make sure to soak your feet before bed. Dress Tang Dou a bit warmer when you take her for a walk tonight; the wind is strong."
"Why are you being so sappy today? I’m outside with Tang Dou right now. Is it okay for you to post like that? Won’t your bosses say something?" Qiaoqiao asked worriedly.
"It’s fine. This is the first step of my self-promotion; there’ll be a second step. Oh yes, please explain to my father-in-law; I consider this a forced retaliation."
"My dad doesn’t have time for this stuff. As long as you say it’s fine, then it’s fine. I’m taking Tang Dou to chat with Uncle Qiu and Tiggie," Qiaoqiao said and hung up the phone.
"Envy, envy, I envy you," Wang Chao remarked with a sigh.
"Envy my ass. What happened with that girl your family introduced you to last time? Is it going okay? If she’s decent enough, you should just go for it," Liu Banxia said.
"She’s alright, I guess, but it seems she’s not that into me," Wang Chao said with a bitter smile.
"When she heard my salary was passable, she seemed somewhat content. But as soon as she learned about my working hours, her smile vanished. Oh well, these things can’t be rushed. It’s just a bit frustrating."
Liu Banxia patted his shoulder. This was the problem—doctors don’t really own their time.
"President Liu, please come here for a second." Just then, Wang Huan stepped out of the internal medicine examination room.
"What’s up? Do you need a consultation?" Liu Banxia asked.
Wang Huan shook his head. "He came in for a headache but refuses diagnostic tests. His head doesn’t hurt as much now, so he wants to leave."
Liu Banxia sighed heavily. Every month, they encountered at least a few patients like this.
"Is the paperwork ready? Did you include the potential risks?" Liu Banxia asked.
"He only had a basic physical exam, not even a blood test. His blood pressure is slightly elevated; otherwise, everything is normal. What am I supposed to write?" Wang Huan asked with a bitter smile.
Liu Banxia was even more troubled by this. It was indeed difficult to write. The only standard procedure was to document that the patient refused further examination, list his current symptoms, and state that a definitive diagnosis could not be made.
Wang Huan had called him over to witness this, which was standard practice. After all, the emergency center didn’t yet have a deputy director, so as chief resident, he had to handle everything.
"Prepare it as usual. Once the patient signs, there’s not much more we can do," Liu Banxia contemplated and finally said.
Wang Huan nodded and turned back into the examination room. Liu Banxia glanced over and followed him in.
The patient was a man in his forties who seemed to have had a bit to drink. He smelled of alcohol, but he appeared to be conscious.
"I’ve explained everything, including the precautions. You can leave once you’ve signed," Wang Huan said, handing over the papers.
"I don’t know why you people have become so troublesome. I regret even coming here," the patient grumbled, taking the pen and beginning to sign the document.
Wang Huan helplessly glanced at Liu Banxia, and then he froze, because Liu Banxia was intently watching the patient sign.
"Let’s do one last test; no equipment needed for this one. Just draw a clock face on this paper and mark all the hours," Liu Banxia said, taking a piece of paper and placing it in front of the patient.
The patient glanced at him and began to draw.
Wang Huan also noticed the problem. The patient’s signature was slanted, and while the clock face he was drawing was round, all the numbers he filled in were clustered on the right side.
"Stroke," Wang Huan couldn’t help but exclaim.
"Lie down slowly, don’t worry," Liu Banxia said, helping the patient lie down gently.
"I’ll call for an urgent MRI and a neurology consult," Wang Huan said and ran out.
"W-what happened to me?" the patient asked anxiously.
"You’re currently having a stroke, but don’t worry. We’re in the hospital, and we’ll take care of it right away. The symptoms are mild, which is why you only have a slight headache. Have you taken any medication recently?" Liu Banxia tried his best to calm the patient’s nerves.
The patient shook his head. "No."
Just Liu Banxia’s words weren’t enough to calm him; he could also feel that his body was acting strangely, not obeying his commands.
At that moment, nurses arrived and together they pushed the gurney towards the CT room. Although the patient’s stroke had a sudden onset, he was quite safe now that he was in their care.
"I asked the patient just now; he hasn’t taken any medication," Liu Banxia told Wang Huan.
"It’s a good thing you followed me in. If he had collapsed in the examination room, I’d have had a hard time explaining it," Wang Huan said helplessly.
"This situation was too unusual; I wasn’t expecting it. If his signature hadn’t been so distorted and slanted, I wouldn’t have thought twice," Liu Banxia said.
"President Liu, what’s been going on these past few days? Why are we dealing with such dangerous situations here?" Wang Huan asked with a bitter smile.
Liu Banxia also shook his head helplessly. "It can only be said that our patient intake has increased. Plus, our emergency center has a good reputation, so naturally, more patients choose to come here."
"Besides, conditions like a stroke can develop very quickly. It was fortunate you delayed him a bit. If he had left and gotten into his car, we might have had to wait a long time to provide aid, potentially resulting in permanent sequelae."
It was indeed a perplexing situation. Wang Huan wasn’t wrong; the emergency center had been experiencing a string of bizarre cases these past few days.
"Don’t dwell on it. Your entire consultation process was compliant. I’m going to check outside," Liu Banxia added reassuringly.
A doctor’s mood during consultations is crucial. When in a good mood, they can concentrate better. If their mood is poor, many symptoms might be overlooked.
Because if you’re emotional, your mind can’t stay focused.
The results came out quickly. He was then admitted to the neurology ward, and his family was contacted.
He had suffered an ischemic stroke, commonly known as a cerebral infarction. The affected area wasn’t small. The success of thrombolysis would determine if surgery was necessary; otherwise, an operation would be required.
DING! Patient consultation completed.
Experience points +20, Diagnostics skill proficiency +50.
Liu Banxia grimaced. Although he was used to the system’s stinginess, he hadn’t expected it to be *this* miserly. For him, at his current level, what good were a mere 20 experience points and 50 diagnostics skill proficiency points?
However, his complaints were useless. Any doctor paying slight attention to the patient’s signing could have noticed it. Even if the patient had signed and handed the form to Wang Huan, Wang Huan would have noticed it too.
What he had just done was merely to spot it a little sooner. When his Diagnostics skill leveled up again, he probably wouldn’t receive any reward for such observations.
With nothing else to do, Liu Banxia took out his phone again. He found the online discussions about him rather amusing. Let them talk all they wanted; he didn’t care in the slightest.
If this whole fuss could make people understand doctors a bit better, perhaps it wouldn’t be such a bad thing after all.
