Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic-Chapter 266 - 155: Station Chief Qiao Comes to Pick Him Up, The Full Power of Old Street Diagnoses (Part 3)

Chapter 266: Chapter 155: Station Chief Qiao Comes to Pick Him Up, The Full Power of Old Street Diagnoses (Part 3)

Li Jingsheng spoke of past events, it was truly unbearable to look back.

Things weren’t just bad—they were exceptionally bad.

"The environment there is just like that. An honest person, as long as they can endure hardships, will face endless hardships. I was a bit lucky and met a great senior doctor. Later, when I got transferred to the health station, it was only thanks to his recommendation that I succeeded."

When mentioning this senior doctor, there was gratitude deep in Station Chief Qiao’s eyes and all over his face.

In life, you always encounter a few benefactors.

The Sunshine Clinic wasn’t far from the health station, so the car quickly stopped.

The yard of the health station wasn’t big, arranged in a square shape.

The outpatient building and the inpatient building were integrated.

Behind the outpatient building, there’s a three-story building. Preventive health station, canteen, staff dormitory, union office, and so forth, all sorts of departments were housed in the back building.

About a dozen private cars were parked in the yard.

The ambulance was parked on the left side of the outpatient building.

There was just one, mostly sitting idle.

Ordinary patients don’t need to call 120 for emergencies; serious cases are usually sent directly to the second hospital’s emergency department.

Li Jingsheng had been here twice, but feeling inferior himself and the medical staff being generally aloof, he hadn’t returned again after that.

After half a year, returning to the health station, his status was vastly different.

Now it was Station Chief Qiao personally fetching him by car.

After getting out of the car, the outpatient nurses and pharmacy staff all curiously looked at him.

When they recognized the person Station Chief Qiao picked up was Li Jingsheng, their expressions showed a hint of shock.

"The doctors are all in the consultation room, please this way!"

Station Chief Qiao was very polite to him.

One thing was certain, after Boss Zhao and the others had a consultation without much progress, Station Chief Qiao personally invited Li Jingsheng over.

Evidently, they held significant hope for Li Jingsheng.

Station Chief Qiao held Li Jingsheng in such high regard, on the one hand, perhaps because Boss Zhao exaggerated Li Jingsheng’s capabilities to shift blame. Also, since Li Jingsheng healed an old man with a festering boil on his back, Ding Shouwang gained a whole new level of respect for Li Jingsheng, making Station Chief Qiao also view his abilities more favorably.

Li Jingsheng could feel the little nurse with freckles on her face in the outpatient department, gazing at him with shock and envy the whole time.

Honestly, he quite enjoyed it.

It really felt great to regain his dignity.

Next time he comes to the health station, that nurse probably won’t dare to hold her head so high.

Entering the consultation room, it was brightly lit with nearly twenty people sitting inside.

The screen projection showed examination results.

Ultrasound of the abdomen, X-ray.

Don’t think the health station had amazing examination equipment; even ten or so doctors together couldn’t afford a CT scanner.

Magnetic resonance imaging, needless to say.

Many secondary hospitals didn’t have this either.

At a minimum, it’s twenty million per unit, plus annual maintenance and service costs—a small hospital buying it would be like worshiping a deity.

It was over a hundred million when it first came out.

Later, as mass production began, the price dropped to fifty million.

It’s said that large hospitals in China who bought early have yet to recover their costs.

"Let me introduce you all. This is Dr. Li from Sunshine Clinic, especially invited to join the consultation. In the future, we’re all healthcare workers of the Old Street of South City, helping each other."

As soon as Station Chief Qiao spoke, everyone quieted down, looking at him and Li Jingsheng.

As soon as he finished speaking, Boss Zhao led the applause.

Everyone followed in applauding earnestly welcoming Li Jingsheng’s arrival and addition.

"Thank you, everyone! Please take care of me in the future."

Li Jingsheng bowed to everyone, lowering his posture significantly.

"Brother Li, come sit here. We saved a spot for you."

Boss Zhao waved him over.

Can’t deny, Boss Zhao is quite skilled at the superficial courtesies.

Even though Li Jingsheng had been undermined by him countless times, to the point of grinding his teeth in hatred, slowly now, through Boss Zhao’s efforts, their relationship had repaired and eased.

He went and sat next to Boss Zhao.

He nodded as a greeting to the indifferent Boss Ye, like a brief hello.

All three clinic bosses sat together.

Boss Zhao brought all three doctors from the Quick Recovery Clinic along. Boss Ye still had that "bodyguard" with him.

What their exact relationship was, no one knew.

"Here are the patient’s examination records, take a look first."

Boss Zhao handed some examination reports over to him.

After accepting them, Li Jingsheng reviewed them carefully.

"The white blood cells have significantly increased, and urea nitrogen is also much higher than the normal levels."

The patient’s body temperature was already at a high fever of 39.5 degrees.

...

After reviewing the existing examination materials, especially the scans, intestinal perforation could be basically ruled out.

Acute peritonitis also seemed unlikely.

"It looks like acute colitis to me, but Boss Ye thinks we should focus on examining the middle burner of the triple burner." Boss Zhao talked about the situation.

Boss Ye followed the path of traditional Chinese medicine, although he learned some Western medical techniques, his primary focus was traditional Chinese medicine.

Li Jingsheng didn’t quite understand traditional Chinese medicine.

Western medicine never referenced theories of traditional Chinese medicine when treating diseases. Moreover, Western medicine never acknowledged the existence of acupuncture points or meridians in the human body.

Below the diaphragm to the viscerals in the navel is the middle burner, including the spleen, stomach, liver, gall bladder, and other organs.

"Based on the patient’s pulse, complexion, and pain location, I believe the problem should be in the middle burner. It might be close to the liver-gall bladder area, but my pulse reading and diagnostic skills are inadequate to pinpoint the exact pathological site."

She stated her diagnostic results calmly and coolly.

As this was a consultation, everyone certainly needed to contribute their efforts.

"I want to see the patient first; just looking at this data isn’t helping me much, don’t laugh at me, I’m completely clueless."

Of course, this was a modest way of speaking.

"Sure, of course, I’ll take you to the ward."

Boss Zhao was more familiar with this place than his own home.

It seems he was quite a regular here!

For a clinic boss to be so familiar with the health station, that’s unusual indeed.

Obviously, Station Chief Qiao valued Li Jingsheng quite a bit, so he followed along.

The three of them headed to the ward together.

"Is that young doctor really capable?"

"Who knows!"

"He’s got quite the reception, with our chief personally accompanying him."

A few senior personnel at the health station quietly commented among themselves.

That’s how it is pretty much everywhere.

Senior staff rarely accept newcomers easily.

Unless the newcomer demonstrates skills that earn their respect.

When Li Jingsheng arrived in the ward, he saw a pretty young girl resting her chin on her hands, leaning on the edge of the bed with a worried expression. One line of poetry came to mind: "My belt grows loose, yet I regret not one fit, for you I’ll grow gaunt and frail."

If Li Jingsheng could meet such a great girlfriend, he’d be willing to protect her with his life.

The young man who threw a tantrum at his clinic that day was now so ill he was unrecognizable.

His face distorted by pain, his facial features contorted.

Illness has never been gentle to humanity.