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Chapter 89 Remote Call

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Author: Jiangdi Youbai

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When leaving the office, Wu Xie was still thinking about Lu Junyin's words in his mind.

Lu Junyin's conservative and cautious mentality is not intentional, but Lin Hua's current situation is really complicated, so he must be cautious.

Know your position clearly, and don’t think about dealing with such high-end diseases. Town hospitals only provide basic medical services. This kind of hemiplegia after stroke is not a disease that town hospitals should deal with. It is impossible for town hospitals to deal with it.

Treat well.

When Lin Hua was about to turn over at the beginning, Lu Junyin was quite stubborn in his understanding.

Wu Xie didn't think about doing Lin Hua a good job, but he also wanted to ask Xiong Yao what his opinion was. If the opportunity was right, he might as well suggest Dr. Xiong to discharge the patient.

Jin Ping's wounds have become extremely dry after walking less.

In dry wounds, there are no signs of infection. Coupled with oral nutritional supplements and occasional prophylactic anti-infective treatment with antibiotics, a lot of granulation tissue has grown in the wound.

Therefore, after changing the dressing, Wu Xie continued to explain: "My uncle, you must not get out of bed. It is best to use the toilet in bed until the wound heals. If you want to relieve your big hand, this foot must not touch the ground, let alone bear it."

Otherwise, all our efforts will be in vain."

"Cousin, you remember, taking medicine is not important now, the important thing is nourishment." Wu Xie continued to explain to Jin Ping's wife.

"Hey, okay, okay, Doctor Wu, how can I not believe you?" Jin Ping nodded hurriedly.

At this moment, all the gossip was gone, mainly because Jinyinshan told him too many cases. Many people who felt that Wu Xie was young and unable to treat the disease suffered more or less.

Among them was the old Chinese doctor named Chang...

Zhuo Zhiyang's wound has grown better. It was originally a relatively clean wound, but now there is no bleeding at all. It is equivalent to sutures fixing both sides of the wound to provide a healing wound. It is as clean as if it was stained with bloody white.

The steamed buns are plump, white and plump.

"Brother Zhuo, your wound is fine. No more medicine. You can walk properly and normally without getting wet or sweating. You don't need to use great force to break the sutures." Wu Xie explained to him.

This Zhuo Zhiyang, if he doesn't want to be hospitalized, just send him out of the hospital next Monday. He will come in occasionally to change the dressing, and the stitches will be removed directly after two weeks. There is nothing special about it.

"Okay, okay."

"Dr. Wu, what's going on with my brother-in-law's condition? I heard from my sister and my dad that Zhu Fagen had epilepsy before. Does this epilepsy cause him to go crazy occasionally?"

"When you are crazy, do you tend to get angry and hit people easily?" Zhuo Zhiyang's eyes were like torches at this moment, and he looked at Wu Xie with a burning tone, and the tone and words of the inquiry were very meaningful.

"Brother Zhuo, I don't know about this. You have to listen to the doctor. Patients pay attention to clinical diagnosis and treatment. Clinical diagnosis and treatment is a process of standing next to the hospital bed."

"Most of the things that are not said or heard face to face are not objective." Wu Xie knew very well.

It is estimated that Zhu Fagen and Zhuo Zhiyang wanted to take advantage of Zhu Fagen's epilepsy and treat it as schizophrenia, and then explain to Dr. Xiong that he was insane at the time and lost the logical thinking of normal people.

After all, epilepsy has the same word as the lunatic nicknamed "epilepsy" in rural areas.

But when an epileptic attack occurs, it is mostly convulsions, not a cognitive impairment. Even if it is complicated by irritability, it is not a reason for you to intentionally harm other people.

Zhuo Zhiyang nodded when he heard the words, and when he was about to speak again, he caught sight of old doctor Xiong Yao returning to the department with his right eye. With his sharp eyes, he smiled and dropped Wu Xie, who was still holding the dressing cart, and quickly put on his shoes.

, walked quickly outside.

After pushing open the door of the ward, he smiled and said: "Uncle Xiong, I really want to thank you for my fourth son's study. If it weren't for you, he really wouldn't be able to study."

Xiong Yao just glanced at Zhuo Zhiyang, walked towards the doctor's office with an indifferent expression, and said calmly: "This matter has nothing to do with me."

"I know, uncle, it has nothing to do with you that I couldn't study before, but it has something to do with you now that I can read again. I have to thank you."

"What happened last time was because we were too confused, and we were really wrong. We were uneducated and didn't understand the truth. And you also know that it was Zhu Fagen who had epilepsy, and even we hid it.

Who knew his brain was not working well..." Zhuo Zhiyang was so self-destructive while explaining to Xiong Yao.

"Nothing has anything to do with me."

"If you want to persuade me not to hold Zhu Fagen accountable, I can also tell you clearly that I have not held him accountable, and the call to the police was not made by Guiqi." Xiong Yao said this with a cold expression and tone.

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Zhuo Zhiyang was also the accomplice of Zhu Fagen and Peng Fang's family who came to look for trouble before. Xiong Yao was not very angry with him.

Being uneducated is not a glorious thing, nor is it a reason or psychological comfort that allows you to fool around.

Nowadays, Xiong Yao only wants to leave a place like Sha Town, and some old immortals who are not far from his generation, and they definitely do not include the younger generation like Zhuo Zhiyang.

Perhaps Zhuo Zhiyang's father, Zhuo Qingshan, and Zhu Fagen's parents had some friendship with Xiong Yao.

"Uncle, I." Zhuo Zhiyang wanted to say something more.

"If there's nothing necessary, I'll just wait here until Dr. Wu has something to do. You can go to the ward and rest." Xiong Yao refused the person thousands of miles away, as if Zhuo Zhiyang was not a human being. He sat down and closed his eyes to rest, and did not continue.

Willingness to talk to him.

Zhuo Zhiyang could only pat his head, silently turned around and left the doctor's office.

Obviously, he didn't even have the chance to tell Xiong Yao what someone called him to do, let alone the possibility.

Someone called him, hoping that Dr. Xiong Yao would continue to stay in Shazhen to open a traditional Chinese medicine clinic...

On Wu Xie's side, after handling the patient, he pushed the dressing cart into the operating room. As soon as he washed his hands, the phone in his pocket rang. Wu Xie dried his hands and picked it up to see if there was any note.

An unknown mobile number.

After a little hesitation, Wu Xie chose to connect, and Dong Lianghe's apologetic and cursing voice immediately came from inside: "Doctor Wu, I'm Dong Lianghe. I'm really sorry. I wish I had known that Zhao Ping is such a ungrateful person."

"Even if he died on the construction site, I would never call him again to give him advice."

"You are completely brainless. You just blindly believe in Wu Liangshan's words. Isn't this because there is nothing in your head..."

After hearing this, Wu Xie said: "Brother Dong, the matter is over and it didn't have any impact on me, so let's not mention it. Your side should arrange an operation in the near future, right?"

"It didn't cause any impact, so it also caused trouble?"

"Dr. Wu, I really didn't mean it. I just called Zhao Ping and scolded him severely. It was completely in line with the rules!"

"He also believed what Wu Liangshan said. Let me tell you, Dr. Wu, the thing is like this. This Wu Liangshan is not a boss at all, he is just a contractor. We work with him, and it is not considered a work injury at all. He

They also don’t buy insurance to save money. They say they buy it, but in fact they buy it just to save money. Including me, they just want to save money..."

"Wu Liangshan has no labor relationship with the construction site, so after we were injured, we couldn't apply for work-related injury insurance." Dong Lianghe explained the reason in detail.

But these were actually not what Wu Xie wanted to hear, and he didn't care or pay attention.

Dong Lianghe recommended himself to his boss with good intentions. Who knew Wu Liangshan would do this?

"It's over now. Brother Dong, don't worry about it. Anyway, you are waiting for the operation now, and you should be fine soon."

"I still have a few things to do here, so let's go first." The matter framed by Wu Liangshan was left to Lu Junyin to handle, and Wu Xie didn't want to have to deal with it.

However, after Wu Xie said this, Dong Lianghe immediately interrupted and said: "Doctor Wu, please wait a moment. Director Tan from the hospital here said he wants to talk to you for a few words."

"He is waiting nearby. Can I delay you a little longer? Doctor Wu."

"Director Tan is my current doctor in charge." Dong Lianghe's voice sounded pleading.
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