369 Special Treatmen (1/2)
After Chief Wang was done with his follow-up, he tossed his walking stick aside and left. He also insisted on those around him not supporting him by the arm.
Even though he was retired, he filled his downtime with plenty of meaningful activities and did not want to waste any time at all.
Wang Hui was reluctant to part with Ling Ran. She shot a few more glances at him before she left with her grandfather.
They left the patient Chief Wang brought along with him, Chen Kaiji, in the hospital. Just as they treated Chief Wang, the hospital leaders took special care of him. Chen Kaiji bent his waist a little as he sat down, and he was panting so loudly that he looked like he had just come out of a battle.
”I only know how to perform meniscoplasty.” Ling Ran glanced at the patient. The patient appeared to be in so much pain that Ling Ran reckoned many other components of his body were damaged too.
Ling Ran had mastered Perfect Level Knee Arthroscopic Meniscoplasty, and even if someone's meniscus was shattered, he would be able to repair it to a functional level. But when it came to knee arthroscopy alone, he was only at Specialist Level. He was only slightly better than attending physicians in relation to knee arthroscopy, and he could totally suggest that the patient receive treatment in another hospital.
For Ling Ran, the value of his Specialist Level Knee Arthroscopy lay in the fact that if the patient had other diseases related to the knee joint, he could operate on the patient while he focused on performing knee arthroscopy.
Chen Kaiji forced a smile and said, ”My meniscus is damaged. I've consulted a doctor about this before.”
”All right then. We'll conduct some scans for you first.” Ling Ran immediately decided.
Chen Kaiji said unwillingly, ”Do you want to take a look at my previous scans? They were taken just three months ago.”
Ling Ran had encountered similar issues numerous times. Every time that happened, Ling Ran would treat the situation very seriously. He adjusted his posture by straightening his body, and he asked as he looked at the patient, ”Are you planning to receive meniscoplasty?”
”About that… I'm thinking about receiving surgery.”
”Since you intend to receive surgery, I can't just make a decision based on scans that were taken three months ago,” Ling Ran answered, enunciating each word clearly.
”You guys can conduct scans once I decide to receive surgery, right?” The patient immediately became defensive.
When the hospital leaders next to them saw that an argument could happen, they immediately came forward and said, ”Section Chief Chen, don't be anxious. Doctor Ling was just concerned about your health. About that, why don't you want to have your knee scanned?”
Chen Kaiji became even more unhappy when he heard the title they used to address him. He snorted and said, ”Radiation is bad for health.”
”Then, can we conduct an MRI scan on your knee?” One of the hospital leaders advised Chen Kaiji in a kindly manner. Chen Kaiji was a retired cadre, and his position before that was not high to begin with, which was why he did not really have much power. Nonetheless, he was, after all, a patient who had been brought there by Chief Wang, and the hospital leaders had to treat him with respect.
Chen Kaiji hesitated for a few seconds and said, ”MRI scans are too time-consuming, I don't like them.”
”Actually, it doesn't take that long. We can give you priority so that you don't need to wait.” One of the nine associate hospital directors of Yun Hua Hospital stepped forward. He passed his business card to Chen Kaiji with a smile and said, ”This is my business card. If you have any requests, you can dial the number on it straight away. My phone is always on.”
The other associate hospital directors who did not manage to seize their chance looked scornfully at the associate hospital director who passed Chen Kaiji his business card. They stepped back in an orderly fashion. Chen Kaiji was only a retired old cadre anyway, and they could not be bothered to scramble with the associate hospital director to get in Chen Kaiji's good books.
”Ah, you're Zhang Lianfeng, huh? Associate Hospital Director Zhang?” Chen Kaiji, who was sitting in a wheelchair, looked at the business card. He ruffled his own hair, which was covered with white strands, and said with a nod, ”I didn't bring my business card. Let's add each other on WeChat.”
Associate Hospital Director Zhang Lianfeng, who was fifty-five that year, was a little dumbfounded. He subconsciously whipped out his phone and scanned the WeChat QR code of the retired old cadre facing him.
”Is 'I Can Still Do Whatever I Want' you?” When Associate Hospital Director Zhang saw the other party's ID, he became even more dumbfounded.
Chen Kaiji proudly raised his head, revealing his wrinkly neck.
”All right, you, whatever your name is, bring Section Chief Chen for an MRI scan. Do stay with him throughout the entire process.” Zhang Lianfeng realized that he had just gotten into Chen Kaiji's good books without any effort, and he gave up on trying to make sense of what just happened.
The junior resident doctor whose name no one remembered even after he had worked there for quite some time was already used to other people not remembering his name. He flashed an obedient smile, which was essential to the operation of a public general hospital, at Chen Kaiji. Then, he pushed Chen Kaiji to the MRI room.