Chinese medicine famous

While walking, Wang Zhi said many things to Qian Senhu along the way, and Qian Senhu remembered them carefully. The two of them walked to the door of the department unknowingly. At this time, they were off work. Not on duty, Qian Senhu looked at the watch in his hand, it was almost six o'clock, and said to Wang Zhi with a smile: "Master, it's time to eat, I invite you this afternoon, and I have something to say by the way.【 26nbsp;]"

"Okay." Wang Zhi originally planned to refuse, but seeing Qian Senhu's meaningful expression, he finally nodded.

Wang Zhi and Qian Senhu walked out of the hospital and chose a mid-range home-cooked restaurant. Originally, Wang Zhi planned to eat in the lobby, but Qian Senhu insisted on asking for a private room. Wang Zhi looked at Qian Senhu's expression and performance, Guessing in my heart, this kid should have something to say.

The two sat down, and after ordering the dishes, Qian Senhu ordered a bottle of white wine, and respected Wang Zhi with a glass of wine in a very formal way, which was regarded as a formal obeisance to the teacher.

Qian Senhu sat back in his seat, looked at Wang Zhi's young face, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: "Master, do you know that you have caused dissatisfaction among many people for a while?"

"How to say?" Wang Zhi was not surprised at all, but asked calmly with a slight smile.

"Master, let me tell you this. Since you came to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, although you have cured many patients and increased the popularity of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, you are always seeking truth from facts in treating diseases and saving lives, but you have blocked many people. Money." Qian Senhu took a sip of his wine, and said slowly: "Actually, when I first came to the hospital, I was not in the Chinese medicine department. Although I studied Chinese medicine, because the Chinese medicine department is really not good, My family also arranged for me to be admitted to the Western Medicine Oncology Department through some connections.

On the first day of work, I put on a white coat and made rounds with the director.In the morning of the ward round, there were more than 40 cancer patients, and their conditions were different. The same thing was that they all obeyed our words.

The next morning, I saw an old man with advanced liver cancer.Looking at his video, the cancer cells have metastasized throughout the body and have no therapeutic value.Besides, from the perspective of the old man's clothes, his family is not very good, and there is no need to spend money in vain.Out of good intentions, I called the old man's daughter to the office and advised her to give up treatment.The old man's daughter cried aloud and took the old man away sadly.Unexpectedly, a week later, I unexpectedly found that the old man was admitted to the hospital!The head nurse told me that the old man was unwilling to "wait for death" when he returned home. He sold his house for 30 yuan, and asked an expert from the oncology department for treatment. He was immediately admitted to the hospital by the expert.The head nurse also quietly told me: The old man was still in the ward saying that your medical ethics were not good, and that he had no ability to treat his disease, so let him go home and wait for his death!

At the end of the year, when our oncology department issued bonuses, the average amount was more than 00 yuan per person!The director closed the door and held a secret meeting for us: "Our hospital implements performance appraisal. The bonus of the department is the percentage of the income minus the cost multiplied by the commission." He deliberately paused and said: "No need Can I explain more? It is your freedom to use cheap medicines that cost a few yuan, but you can’t treat yourself as a Bodhisattva and ask everyone to accompany you to drink the northwest wind.” As soon as the director’s words fell, everyone’s eyes were on the same level. Throw it at me, and my face will be hot immediately"

Within a few days of this incident, a retired cadre suffering from prostate cancer was admitted to the ward, and the cancer cells had also metastasized to the abdominal cavity.With the previous lessons learned, I tentatively talked to his wife: "I suggest using a relatively better drug, because it can improve the patient's quality of life." Before my words fell, his wife nodded like a chicken pecking at rice : "I use whatever medicine is good, I am willing to spend money on our old Zhang!" With this sentence, I let go of my hands and feet, and what medicine is expensive.In the end, the old man lived in the ward for two months, spending a total of 40 yuan, and finally died.

I have ghosts in my heart, and I feel ashamed of the old man.But what made me dumbfounded was that after finishing the funeral, my family members specially sent me a pennant, saying that I treated the patient as a relative and worked hard to improve the quality of life of terminal cancer patients. "

"What else?" Wang Zhi asked again after listening to Qian Senhu's story calmly.

"Hehe, master, do you know what is the biggest function of the hospital's traditional Chinese medicine department?" Hearing Wang Zhi's question, Qian Senhu asked with a wry smile after taking a sip of his wine.

"What is it?" Wang Zhi asked cooperatively.

"Actually, it's just a shelter. It's going to take in some patients waiting to die after treatment in various departments, and extract the last bit of value. I still remember another old surgeon once said to me meaningfully, you just graduated. As a recent student, have you figured out the workflow of the oncology department now? Simply put, it’s like this: when a cancer patient comes in, first introduce them to the surgery department for surgery, let the surgery department make money for the operation, and then transfer the patient to the chemotherapy department Chemotherapy, and then transferred to the radiotherapy department for radiotherapy, and when the money in these departments has been earned, the patient will be thrown into the traditional Chinese medicine department to drink Chinese medicine."

"The next thing, let me finally verify the surgeon's words. There was a patient with advanced gastric cancer, the cancer cells had metastasized to the peritoneum. However, he was still transferred to the general surgery department for surgery, and then to the oncology department for chemotherapy after the operation. , radiotherapy in the radiotherapy department, and Chinese medicine in the Chinese medicine department. After 3 months of tossing like this, the patient died. I once secretly retrieved the patient's video data, and I found that there was no indication for surgery at all." Qian Senhu said quietly: " Since I was a child, I have always thought that doctors are angels in white clothes, helping patients in pain, selfless and fearless, so I dreamed of becoming one of them, but I didn't realize until I put on the clothes that symbolize the sacred, It's all just my imagination."

"Hehe." After listening to Qian Senhu's narration, Wang Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "Everywhere in this world there is selfishness and darkness. The key depends on whether you will go with the flow."

"Yeah, in fact, I also gradually degenerated later, but after all, I was still young, and the blood in my heart was still there. In the end, I couldn't bear to continue because of guilt, so I offended many people, and was finally sent to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine. .” Qian Senhu poured a glass of wine again.

"It's good to be able to stick to your own heart." Wang Zhi nodded and said.

"However, after all, you live in such a world where most people are depraved. If you persist alone, then you will be hated by others." Qian Senhu sighed and said, "Take you as an example, master. Although you have excellent medical skills and have treated many patients, and even cured a few seriously ill patients, the medicines you prescribe are the cheapest and the charges are the lowest. Because of your reputation, some patients in the Western Medical Department also Gradually being pulled over, those who have been robbed of patients by you and who have lost their income will naturally hate you. If it weren't for the good relationship between you and Dean Zhang and Professor Zhou, you might have been kicked out by these people It's the hospital."

"Aha!" Wang Zhi sneered and said, "This is a hospital. This is a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded. They are simply a group of profit-seeking businessmen. A hospital should not be a profit-making institution." To be honest, although Wang Zhi has seen a lot It was dark, but Qian Senhu's words still aroused a bit of anger in his heart.

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