It was already mid-June in Danyang. The hot and humid sunlight in the morning spilled into Qi Jing's bedroom through the gauze curtains. He wiped the fine sweat from his forehead and turned over to look at the alarm clock beside the bed. It was already nine o'clock.

He raised his hand and stretched his arms and yawned twice. Qi Jing kicked off the blanket that had been covered by the night and fell asleep again.

I was so drowsy that I didn't know how long it took, but a mysterious vibration penetrated the pillow core and came to the back of his head, followed by the faint ringtone from his phone.

Qi Jing turned around and pulled out his cell phone from the bottom of the pillow. When he saw the caller ID, he reluctantly got up: "Hey~"

"Have you got up?" Lu Zishan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ah?......Yes." Qi Jing rubbed his eyes and cheered up, "I've gotten up, I've gotten up."

"Scammer, get up quickly, I'll wait downstairs in your house." Lu Zishan said angrily, "I promised to arrive at the hospital at 10 o'clock yesterday. Have you forgotten?"

Forgot?

How could Qi Jing forget this kind of thing?

Half a month ago, he watched the gout patient being sent to the emergency intensive care unit. In order to learn the details and to save people, Qi Jing ran back to help Wu Tongshan rescue him.

Although the patient's blood pressure was barely maintained that night, there were too many bleeding points in the stomach and they couldn't coagulate at all.

If it were more than ten years later, gastroscopy technology and equipment had made rapid progress, perhaps you could try to compete under the mirror.

Even if gastroscopy is not allowed, CT subvascular imaging and interventional technology can be used to enter from the superior mesenteric vein of the abdominal mesenterics to check the bleeding point. After it is clarified, thrombosis treatment can be used in time to stop the bleeding in time.

But in 2003, Danyang Hospital's hardware did not meet the standards. There was really no good solution for this kind of multi-point and multi-faceted upper gastrointestinal bleeding.

Wu Tongshan also contacted Pratoma, hoping to directly remove the whole stomach and save the patient's life. However, before the call was made, the blood pressure and heart rate began to fluctuate. There was no indication for surgery when the general Pratoma was consulted.

Total gastrectomy is not a minor surgery. Even with the help of an efficient stapler, it will take two hours to complete the whole process.

When such patients go to the operating table, the abdominal blood pressure and heart rate will become unstable after taking anesthesia. From time to time, large doses of hemorrhage can easily cause shock, and diffuse intravascular coagulation is almost fatal.

If you don’t go to the stage, you will have a chance to survive. If you don’t go to the stage, you may not even have a total of 100% of them.

The only thing that could be used was ice saline and hemostatic medicine.

Inject ice salt water into the stomach, and use low temperature to make the ruptured vasculature around the bleeding point spasm and contract, achieving hemostatic effect.

It’s just that ice salt water is difficult to make a difference in this situation, and it’s almost like a drop in the bucket.

As time goes by, the blood drug concentration reaches its peak, and the second and third waves of bleeding continue to impact the patient's stomach and intestines.

After three days of fighting in the emergency room, the patient died in the intensive care unit.

Men in their 50s are the pillars of almost every family, a stable source of income, and can get a pension after working for more than ten years. But after taking some medicine, they vomited a lot of blood and vomited to death. Family members who don’t understand medicine naturally don’t understand and naturally have to make trouble.

Of course, it is unknown how many of them are really sad for the sake of people and how many are for the hospital's compensation.

At least Wang Ting took the warning slogan written by Qi Jing in the medical record book to talk to his family, but nothing was effective.

The day after the patient died, they gathered more people to come to the hospital...

Qi Jing has long been used to this kind of thing and has long been indifferent to it.

Some families are really worthy of sympathy. For example, the old lady who died two days ago and the children who had congenital OTCD needed liver transplants were all victims of fate played with by the god of death.

When the child was transplanted, the transplant department waived 30% of the surgical fee, and the endocrinology department also donated a lot of money.

But some family members are just catching up with fishing, and as long as the patient dies, they will ask the hospital for money.

Since someone has caused trouble, the hospital naturally needs to investigate.

From the outpatient clinic prescription of medicine to various rescue measures, consultation procedures, and medication standards when coming to the emergency department, everything is fine. Qi Sen wanted to mediate, but his family refused and sued him directly.

Everything has to go through the process next.

After waiting for more than ten days, a notice was issued yesterday that there would be a medical appraisal expert group to do medical appraisal. As the parties involved, Qi Jing, Yan Dingfei and Wang Ting both had to accept the inquiry.

Qi Jing put on her clothes and hurried downstairs after washing.

The taxi Lu Zishan was riding was already parked downstairs. After getting on the bus, he gave him a bag of milk and bread: "I knew you didn't have breakfast."

"I have no appetite." Qi Jing rolled down the car window, leaned his head on the back seat cushion and closed his eyes to rest.

"Oh, why did our Master Qi lose his appetite when encountering this little thing? Who said that he was used to the storm?" Lu Zishan stuffed the food into his arms, "Eat quickly!"

"It's not for this." Qi Jing knew she had misunderstood and explained, "It's just an expert group, it's not that I haven't seen it before."

"Speak up!" Lu Zishan knew that he was showing off his strength and comforted him with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if you eat the breakfast I brought."

Qi Jing looked at the bread in his hand and really had no appetite: "I slept at four in the morning and had a midnight snack at two o'clock, how could I eat it..."

“Didn’t you say you’re losing weight?”

"This is not a mess of work and rest."

Qi Jing was helpless. Since his family sued him, Qi Sen gave him a long vacation. He was on vacation on the surface, but in fact it was a disguised restriction order, and he was not allowed to go to the emergency room.

Fortunately, Ji Qing and Hu Dongsheng have two insiders, and have provided some cases continuously, otherwise Qi Jing would definitely be suffocated to death at home.

"Eat quickly, cheer up after eating." Lu Zishan emphasized again, "It's the first time you have been asked by the expert group. Don't be nervous, say whatever you ask..."

Qi Jing had no choice but to listen to her advice while eating the bread and pouring milk into her mouth.

It feels bad to eat too much, but it is better than listening to her nagging.

In fact, it is not only for him, but also for doctors in Grade A hospitals, this matter is not even considered a storm. Internal medicine is already very good. In surgery, no doctor who has been qualified has been sued.

The medical expert group's questions were just like the director's questions, and they had long been numb.

In Qi Jing's medical concept, the patient is just a battlefield, and the family members are at most military supervisors, and there is always only one enemy, disease.

There is no reason why the general is disgusting the good or bad battlefield when he goes to war. It is impossible for the military supervisor to withdraw his troops because the conditions on the battlefield are too poor. Since he wants to sue, he will check how he likes. Anyway, he has a clear conscience.

The car drove all the way to the gate of Danyang Hospital, and the two walked into the administration building.

There were two people sitting on the sofa in the dean's office on the fourth floor. One was Wang Ting, who participated in the rescue almost all the time, and the other was Yan Dingfei, who borrowed the work seal to Qi Jing.

Seeing that his son was coming, Qi Sen sighed, "The medical expert team will arrive at 10 o'clock. You can go and prepare."

"Okay..."

After hearing that his father had no other instructions, Qi Jing could not hold back.

He stayed at home for a week and was rarely able to come to the hospital. He had to go to the emergency room and smell the smell of disinfectant to refresh himself.
Chapter completed!