When the Doctor Uses A Hack-Chapter 733: Ward Rounds

Chen Cang returned home and called his parents to fill them in on the evening’s events.

After he finished speaking, Chen Dahai and Yang Jiahui were stunned.

Chen Dahai pulled out a cigarette, "Kid, you did nothing wrong with what you did, but... it was a bit rash, wasn’t it? What kind of impression does that make, showing up like that? Our whole family should go together, invite Yueyue over, and have a proper sit-down chat."

"For such a big issue, you should’ve discussed it with me and your mother. We were even planning to talk to you about this in the next couple of days."

Chen Cang gave an awkward smile.

After a brief discussion, they agreed that, since it was already Thursday, they would visit Baoyang next Saturday or Sunday and the whole family would sit down and talk the matter over properly.

With that settled...

At night, while Chen Cang was getting ready for bed, Qin Yue sent him a message:

"Chen Cang, I know you’re working hard and are tired; I’m really afraid of you getting too worn out. Don’t worry, I won’t make you do household chores or eat leftovers. I can carry rice too..."

"There might be a lot of things I’m not doing well, but... I can learn, I can change!"

"Rest assured, you don’t have to be scared. Even if one day you hit rock bottom, I can lift you up... If you don’t earn money, I’ll take care of you..."

"I’ll mooch off my dad to support you!"

Reading Qin Yue’s message, Chen Cang thought of her mischievous smile and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

What kind of expression would old Qin have?

He then sent back a grinning emoji:

"Alright, I’ll just be responsible for being as pretty as a flower, and you can handle earning the money and supporting the family! How’s that?"

Qin Yue couldn’t help but laugh as well: "Ha, okay, but then you’ve got to take good care of me! Like for 50 minutes... you know what I mean... hehehehehe! Evil demon/jpg!"

Whenever he chatted with Qin Yue, Chen Cang found himself unable to hold back his laughter.

This girl’s cheekiness came from deep within her soul.

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The next day was a Friday morning.

Chen Cang set out early to cover Qin Yue’s shift, leaving earlier than usual. Passing by the downstairs bun shop, he picked up two buns and a soy milk, to which he added an extra two spoonfuls of sugar.

The entire morning was bustling.

And after the snowfall the day before yesterday, today saw an unexpectedly high number of trauma patients.

Especially those with injuries.

The first case was a 72-year-old senior who was brought in by an ambulance. He had fallen while practicing Tai Chi in the park, performing "White Crane Spreads Wings," resulting in a fractured forearm.

After hurriedly providing initial treatment, he was sent off to orthopedics.

Then, one after another, more trauma patients arrived.

The operating rooms were filled to the brim, leaving no room to spare.

With no choice left, treatments that could be managed immediately were performed in the dressing room, while those that couldn’t be were told to transfer to another hospital.

It was clear that the hospitals were overwhelmed that day.

Chen Cang had to make rounds on that busy Friday.

Before rounds, he usually dealt with changing dressings, but because there were so many emergency trauma patients, there was just no time to handle the standard dressing changes.

Chen Cang straightforwardly said, "Lele, have the trainee from another department help with the dressing changes."

Upon hearing this, Lele hesitated for a moment but nodded in agreement.

A short while later, Lele said, "Director Chen, some patients don’t want trainees changing their dressings, especially bed number 12."

"The moment they see a trainee doctor they say, ’I’m hospitalized here; you can’t use me for practice! I’m a leader after all, I want your leaders to change my dressing...’"

The badges of trainee doctors at the Second Provincial Hospital are different from those of formal doctors.

But... at that moment, the doctors were overstretched, busy tending to patients and had no time for such concerns!

With that in mind, Chen Cang said directly, "Are the director’s clothes still around? Just let the trainee wear them and pretend for a bit. I don’t believe he can recognize everyone... Right, pick an older-looking trainee, or a young girl who’s pretty; no one will complain then."

Upon hearing this, Lele’s face was streaked with speechlessness.

However...

He found that the ruse worked rather well. An intern with a slightly balding head dressed up in the director’s clothes to change dressings, and bed number 12 couldn’t stop singing praises!

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"The director is indeed a director, even changing dressings so meticulously!"

"Ouch... AI, that hurts! The director’s technique is truly seasoned!"

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Since Chen Cang became the director, Li Baoshan also had Chen Cang start making rounds to familiarize with and understand the patients.

Making rounds is the most impressive moment for a director!

Without a doubt!

At least that’s what Chen Cang used to think.

When you walk into the ward with seven or eight doctors and a dozen or so intern doctors in tow, the feeling is simply exhilarating!

Finally, after dealing with the patients, it was already past ten o’clock.

Chen Cang walked into the office and said, "Let’s start our rounds."

Doctors of all ranks stood up and nodded, with training physicians helping to carry the medical records as they started the grand task of rounds.

Rounds are not only a test for doctors but also for intern physicians.

Because during rounds, the attending physician will from time to time ask some questions.

However, this is also the real time to improve.

These clinical questions make the knowledge from books much more digestible!

A group of interns watched Director Chen walking confidently in the lead, naturally feeling both admiration and respect.

Now, in the entire provincial second hospital, who doesn’t know about Director Chen.

Young and talented, twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, an impressive resume, recipient of numerous awards, and with millions in charitable fund contributions to his name.

However, the most important is Chen Cang’s skill.

A doctor’s skill can be easily tested, from physical examinations and reading images, to surgery and research, all of which reflect a doctor’s true level.

After Chen Cang entered the ward, the patient, supported by family, sat down and said with a smile, "Director Chen, hello."

Chen Cang smiled back, glanced at the monitor, and said, "Feeling better, right?"

The patient nodded, "Yes, much more comfortable. Oh right, Dr. Chen, my X-ray is out, take a look."

Chen Cang nodded and took the film.

Speaking of which, reading films is one of the joys for doctors.

When an expert reads a film, one glance can reveal remarkable skill.

For example, at this moment, this chest film in Chen Cang’s hands became a complete medical record.

Chen Cang readily identified decades-old tuberculosis that had been treated, a certain special bacterial infection, and even a trip to a certain region in Africa.

This was Chen Cang’s specialty, and also his forte.

Reading this film immediately captivated everyone present.

And these were precisely what the group of interns admired the most.

After all, looking at the shocked expression on the patient’s face, it was clear that Director Chen was spot on.

After reading the film, the elderly patient was astonished, "Director Chen, you’re not just a doctor... you’re a god!"

Even the patient in the next bed, after seeing this, became eager.

They hastily brought their own film for Chen Cang to look at.

Chen Cang turned and pointed to an intern, handing over the film, "Young lady, take a look at this. What kind of film is this?"

That girl was none other than Cheng Xin, Chen Cang’s classmate who had just transferred to the emergency department.

When Cheng Xin saw Chen Cang staring at her, she immediately rolled her eyes and cursed inwardly, that scoundrel, just because I made you drink a few extra glasses last time, you show no sympathy for women.

Cheng Xin lifted the film with a professional air, "Hmm... This is a chest film! It’s a good shot, you see, the skeleton is very clear, hmm, and intact, no fractures. Look at this heart, pear-shaped... Hmm!"

Cheng Xin, truly unable to spot the abnormality, could only skirt around the skeletal structure, tactically retreat, and attempt to stall for time.

Chen Cang directly smiled and said, "Hmm, focus on the key point, what kind of patient is this?"

Cheng Xin hesitated, "This is a female patient!"

The surrounding interns nearly burst out laughing.