When the Doctor Uses A Hack

The surgery ended quickly, and the patient’s vital signs were stable.

This case of hemothorax caused by bleeding in the chest cavity and a ruptured aorta was also successfully treated.

Applause rang out in the office.

But Chen Cang knew the applause was for everyone, not just for him alone; it was the collective collaboration of every healthcare worker present.

On the operating table, there are never any lone warriors fighting solo battles.

The patient was taken to the ICU, where continuous monitoring and treatment were necessary.

Chen Cang said goodbye to everyone and returned to the Provincial Second Hospital; it was now after four in the afternoon. One surgery, three hours—not too long.

As soon as he arrived at the emergency office, Wang Yong hurried over: “The director was looking for you earlier, why are you just arriving now?”

Chen Cang was startled: “What happened?”

Wang Yong lifted his eyelid: “Not sure, but… seeing the director with a dark expression, he seemed not too pleased. You’d better be careful.”

Chen Cang was taken aback. When had Director Li ever not been stern-faced?

Still, what was it about?

Thinking this, Chen Cang took out his phone, ready to return the call to Director Li.

But upon taking out his phone, he saw seventeen or eighteen missed calls.

Chen Cang was instantly startled, “What the hell? What’s the matter?”

During the surgery, he had set his phone to silent and had forgotten to adjust it afterward. From twelve o’clock until four, seventeen or eighteen missed calls were indeed staggering.

Tan Zhonglin had made five or six.

Li Baoshan, three.

Qin Xiaoyuan, two.

Yang Tao, two.

Qin Yue, one.

And several from an unfamiliar number, but the phone number was quite impressive, a series of consecutive digits.

After some thought, Chen Cang decided to first grace Qin Yue with a call back, so he dialed Qin Yue’s number: “Hello? What’s up? Miss me?”

Qin Yue laughed, making a joke: “Miss you? What are you dreaming about? My dad couldn’t get through to you and thought you had blocked him, so he used my phone to try.”

Chen Cang instantly broke into a sweat; how could Dean Qin, the head of an institution, be so foolish?

Chen Cang chuckled awkwardly: “No, no, how would I dare to block your dad’s number! Anything else? What did Dean Qin want?”

Qin Yue nodded: “Just kidding. There’s a patient who got a cut on the face and needs cosmetic suturing. I don’t know who referred them, but they were in a hurry to find you for the suturing.”

Qin Yue quickly added: “This patient should still be waiting for you, be careful, this person’s family is quite capable.”

Chen Cang was taken aback: “Capable? What do you mean?”

Qin Yue: “His dad is a well-known entrepreneur in Anyang City, big family, big business, and most importantly, this person is a bit… foolish. Just be careful, that’s all.”

After hanging up, Chen Cang returned Qin Xiaoyuan’s call.

At that time, in the dean’s office, a well-dressed middle-aged woman was sitting with a boy, and Qin Xiaoyuan was chatting and laughing with them.

Seeing Chen Cang’s call, Qin Xiaoyuan quickly answered: “Hello? Xiao Chen? Are you finished with the surgery?”

Chen Cang was startled and quickly nodded: “Yes, Dean Qin, the surgery’s done. I’m in the department.”

Hearing this, Qin Xiaoyuan nodded: “Alright, Xiao Chen, I’ve got a friend here, his child has a facial injury that needs attention. I’m taking them down now.”

After the call, Qin Xiaoyuan looked at the two with a smile: “President Yang, let’s go down, Xiao Chen has finished the surgery.”

Yang Chunhua nodded slightly, smiling, “Then I must trouble Director Qin, I am truly sorry for the inconvenience.”

Qin Xiaoyuan waved his hand dismissively, “No need for apologies, let’s go together downstairs.”

…

When Chen Cang saw Qin Xiaoyuan personally escorting the two people over, he shook his head and smiled; truth be told, most VIPs were quite easy to get along with, and they typically had high standards in all aspects.

After all, to speak frankly, those who could genuinely climb to higher echelons were mature both in their demeanor and in the way they handled things; in conversing and interacting with them, you might even find it very comfortable.

This was a kind of ability.

Most of the time, you would feel that success was no fluke.

However, encountering VIPs in the emergency department was too rare; after all, who would come looking for an emergency doctor without good reason?

The hospital also had many lesser-known dynamics; some departments naturally had more opportunities to encounter distinguished individuals, while others tended to see a larger proportion of patients from financially struggling backgrounds.

For example:

Patients in departments such as VIP care, retired officials’ care, and neurology were rather special. The first two were essentially gathering places for influential people, frequently visited by high-ranking officials, while the neurology department also had its share of wealthy tycoons.

By contrast, departments like emergency medicine, pulmonology, and oncology rarely had such illustrious figures. Patients in the pulmonology department tended to be thin, dark, and many came from modest backgrounds. The oncology department at the Second Provincial Hospital was the same, with some patients even unable to afford hospitalization fees. Of course, there were also wealthy patients, but they were generally the minority; after all, those who could afford it would prefer to seek treatment in big hospitals or even go abroad.

In emergency departments, there were essentially no VIPs; as encounters were fleeting, the emergency department served merely as a transit point for patients, where they would not linger for long.

Of course, this was just a rough estimation and did not apply to everyone.

Chen Cang observed the boy clad in trendy brands, with gauze covering from his neck to his face, without any traces of blood—it must have been treated already.

Upon seeing Chen Cang, Qin Xiaoyuan hurriedly said, “This is Chen Cang, Doctor Chen, whom you were looking for!”

The middle-aged woman was momentarily taken aback upon seeing Chen Cang—so young, could it really be him?

The woman, dressed elegantly in a traditional Chinese qipao, spoke with dignity, “Doctor Chen, hello, I was referred here by Director Yang Tao. I’ve heard that you’re particularly skilled with skin suturing, and I’m afraid we’re troubling you this time.”

The woman was exceedingly polite, speaking with confidence and leaving no room for fault-finding.

Just moments ago, Chen Cang had returned Yang Tao’s call, and Yang Tao had shared some details about the patient’s family situation, also requesting that Chen Cang help take good care of them. Hence, Chen Cang too nodded and smiled courteously, “Not a trouble at all.”

The boy remained silent throughout, his expression sullen as he looked at Chen Cang with a mix of doubt and belief.

Yang Chunhua couldn’t help but sigh at the sight of her son behaving this way—he had really been spoiled.

Li Baoshan arrived at this point and greeted everyone.

Chen Cang led everyone to the treatment room and asked the boy to sit down. After removing the gauze covering his face, an injury was revealed…

This was not a cut, nor was it from any other cause; instead, it looked as if it had been inflicted by a girl’s fingernails, with varying depths.

Chen Cang frowned immediately.

Such scratch injuries were the most difficult to deal with.

They were prone to scarring.

Many people still bore marks on their faces from being scratched in childhood as the injuries were not well attended to.

Although this type of wound might not appear serious—being just a laceration—making it virtually imperceptible required significant effort.

Considering this, Chen Cang spoke plainly, “We should go to the operating room.”

Upon hearing this, everyone frowned slightly, “Is it that serious?”

Chen Cang nodded, “The wound is not large, but it seems to be infected, and it’s likely a scratch injury. We need to remove the damaged skin and figure out how to suture it. The treatment room’s hygiene conditions are limited, so we better prepare for surgery as soon as possible.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Chunhua’s complexion grew worried, “Okay, okay, however you see fit to proceed, Doctor Chen.”

Chen Cang hummed in acknowledgment, “Go and complete the formalities, let’s prepare for surgery as soon as possible.”