When the Doctor Uses A Hack

The day shift on Saturday is even more grueling than the night shift.

Chen Cang arrived at the hospital early and adeptly picked up his daily tasks.

Ding! Communicate with to patients, Task Reward: 1. Experience +100, 2. Renminbi +100.

A better than nothing task.

Easy to complete.

Just by making a few ward rounds.

The practice of medicine is inherently about communication with patients.

Just as the saying goes, “Sometimes cure, often help, always comfort.”

In fact, a doctor’s job is to interact with patients, communicating and treating them both mentally and physically.

However, such comfort is far from adequate nowadays.

The uneven distribution of medical resources, with quality medical resources concentrated in big cities and hospitals while grassroots resources are scarce, has led to a situation:

Large hospitals are overcrowded, making it difficult to receive medical attention or even secure an appointment!

Even if you get an appointment, after waiting an entire morning, you get 3 minutes.

Can you receive medical care in three minutes?

Say you can and you can, say you can’t and you can’t!

Chen Cang lacks the power to change this state of affairs; he can only do his best, communicate more with his patients, and eliminate misunderstandings and suspicions, considering that most medical disputes probably stem from a lack of communication and understanding between the parties.

While making his rounds, the patient was watching television. Chen Cang glanced at the TV unintentionally and was suddenly stunned!

“Yesterday, the police force in An Yang City arrested a gang involved in deception, extortion, and fraud. They operated in hotels, clinics, restaurants, etc., with a total of 31 members and defrauded amounts totaling up to 3.2 million yuan, with severe circumstances…”

“And this significant breakthrough was possible because a gang member, XX (alias), voluntarily cooperated with the police, leading them to the gang’s stronghold and a large amount of stolen money, and assisted our city’s police in solving several cases over the years… efforts are being made to submit a plea for leniency for XX (alias)…”

Chen Cang was dumbstruck!

Because he realized that the woman on the TV was none other than Cheng Fang!

Although her face was pixelated, Chen Cang recognized her figure all too well.

He never expected Cheng Fang to turn herself in!

Nor had he anticipated that she would cooperate with the police to capture an organization that was a scourge to society!

Is this what is meant by the greater good over kinship?

Chen Cang did not understand why Cheng Fang would do such a thing— perhaps out of guilt, or maybe as a retaliation against the man who had abandoned her.

Seeing this, a sense of happiness stirred within Chen Cang. This was perhaps the outcome he most wanted to see.

Our society should have order and law, as well as morality.

Yet some people always like to walk on the knife’s edge, testing the limits of law and morality.

Is Cheng Fang a good person?

She definitely cannot be considered a good person.

This outcome may be a sign of conscience awakening.

At that moment, the TV reporter was interviewing Cheng Fang. The reporter asked, “Why did you decide to do this?”

Cheng Fang’s voice was low: “Because… because when everyone thought I was a swindler, there was one person who didn’t think I was conning. He saved me. At that time, I realized how much wrong, how much harm 1 had done. I regret it. My actions had a severely negative impact on society, making people distrust each other… 1 was wrong! After 1 am discharged, 1 will spend the rest of my life doing good, helping others… If the person in front of the TV can hear this, I want to say thank you!”

The reporter was also taken aback, not expecting such a turn of events: “Can you tell us a bit about that person?”

Cheng Fang fell silent, shaking her head; there were some things she could not carelessly disclose.

Chen Cang smiled. Sometimes, a good deed indeed seems inconsequential.

But when a good deed spreads, the whole world can change.

Medicine is an art of compassion; one must possess a compassionate heart.

It is said that those who do not approach the virtue of Buddha cannot be doctors, and those who do not approach the talent of immortals cannot be doctors either.

Chen Cang did not possess such noble virtues and talents, but he also hoped to be a good doctor, to do more good deeds in his position.

At that moment, the grandmother in bed 9, who was watching TV, suddenly sighed, “These people should be arrested! They’re like a cancer on society! Ruining the image of the entire city, I tell you, after 1 fell on the street, I lay on the ground for more than an hour unattended. In this sweltering heat, I almost passed out.”

Chen Cang very much agreed with the old woman’s words as people willing to voluntarily take the elderly to the hospital were becoming fewer and fewer.

At the same time, Dr. Hu from the internal medicine department was also on rounds, and hearing the old lady’s remarks, he too smiled, “When I started working in ’98, people were different from now. If they saw someone fall on the street, they would almost always help and take them to the hospital. But having said that, as times progress, people’s hearts also need to keep up with the pace of technology.”

Chen Cang greeted Dr. Hu.

Old Hu was of medium build, with a round face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a small mouth, smiling like Guo Degang!

But Old Hu’s temper really couldn’t be faulted; known in the emergency department as a real good guy, Chen Cang had never seen him lose his temper.

Chen Cang had become the attending physician, and currently had six patients, not too many.

Bed twelve was occupied by an old lady, over seventy years old, with wrinkles covering her face. She had worked hard in the countryside her whole life, raising three college graduates—no easy feat!

The children were all grown up, and now that she had done her part, she retired and lived out her days in the village.

Last month, her right abdomen suffered from recurrent biliary colic. No amount of painkillers brought relief, so she finally called her eldest son in the provincial capital; hearing this, all three children rushed to send her to the Second Provincial Hospital.

When Chen Cang entered, the old lady was very nervous as it was her first time being hospitalized.

In the countryside, the very mention of hospitalization scared everyone, let alone being brought in by an ambulance.

The old lady was indeed very anxious!

She was less worried about not having many days left to live and more concerned about being diagnosed with a serious illness that would trouble her children.

“Doctor… is my condition very dangerous?” the old woman asked cautiously in her hometown dialect.

Chen Cang smiled, “Grandma, you’re fine, it’s just a little gallstone, no worries!”

Upon hearing this, the old lady eagerly elongated her words, “Oh my, oh my… young man, don’t deceive me, I’ve seen a lot in my time, gallstone? With all these ailments, I’m not healthy! Don’t hide it from me, just tell this old woman, what exactly is my condition?”

Taken aback, Chen Cang didn’t immediately catch on, “It really is just a stone, I’m not lying to you.”

After listening, the old lady sighed and shaking her head, said, “Young man, I know my own body. At seventy-plus years, in the past, I’d already be sitting outside at the old death’s graveyard waiting to die, still healthy! Not healthy at all!”

Now, Chen Cang understood!

The grandmother had misunderstood “gallstones” for “gallbladder is healthy (S￡)”!

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Just then, a patient who had just had his stitches done suddenly burst into loud laughter, causing the stitches to come undone again!

While laughing and wailing, he exclaimed, “Doctor… these stitches aren’t sturdy!”

The other patients around, wanting to laugh but not daring to, held back their laughter with groans and cries.

However, Chen Cang still patiently explained!

After all, the old lady had never been educated, had spent her entire life in the countryside with little exposure to the outside world, was illiterate, and wouldn’t know about anything like gallstones.

The rounds took about an hour, and Chen Cang, being patient, also communicated with the patients in detail.

ps: I have some news to share with everyone, I just got word that this book is scheduled to launch at noon on October 25, which is next Friday.

This news is quite sudden, and some may be caught off guard, so 1 wanted to give you all a heads up. Once the book launches, you won’t have to wait for two updates a day like now; after it goes live, we can have a burst of updates.

Ah… it’s the end of the month, and everyone has used up their monthly tickets, so I won’t ask for any. Let’s wait and compete at the beginning of next month. I had hoped we could fight for a place on the trending list… ah, now there’s no chance.

But… I do hope everyone is ready to subscribe with their QiDian coins.

Actually, updating this book is a bit more troublesome than usual. Although I am a doctor, I have to check a lot of data every day. In order not to make the medical knowledge too dry, I strive to turn professional terms into something that everyone can understand, then think of some jokes to make reading more enjoyable, including those self-composed songs, haha, even though they aren’t pleasant to hear, I’ve really thought about them a lot…

Hehe, as long as you all enjoy reading, I’m happy. 1 hope through this book, you can understand a little more about the real life of doctors.

I sincerely hope you can support me!

Thank you!

October 25, don’t miss out; let’s all hang in there for one more week!

Lastly, I want to thank the brother with the red lips, high heels, black eyeshadow, and the brother named “Moon” from QQreading for their generous tips.. I promise, starting from the launch day, 1’11 begin with at least 10 updates!