Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1231 - 950 Let Go and Do It

Chapter 1231: Chapter 950 Let Go and Do It

To discuss what to do about this matter, Professor Cao had no choice but to call Yang Ping. If they really needed to admit the patient for open chest lung surgery, that kind of pressure was not something an ordinary person could withstand.

After receiving the call, Yang Ping happened to be free, so he immediately made a trip to the outpatient clinic.

The dust lung disease patient, named Ou Lianfeng, had been sitting in the main hall of the outpatient clinic waiting for Professor Cao to finish work. He had been to many hospitals, traveling everywhere for several years. Now he considered Sanbo Hospital as his last hope. He had literally gambled everything, selling everything possible at home to gather some money to come to Sanbo Hospital just to get a diagnosis. This diagnosis was not only about getting compensation but also about proving a point; he clearly had dust lung disease, so why wouldn’t they diagnose it.

"Look, I’ve been to Nandu Affiliated Hospital No. 1 and No. 2, the Provincial People’s Hospital within the province, and several nationally known hospitals outside the province. Doctors have considered dust lung disease and suggested going to relevant occupational disease prevention institutes for diagnosis, yet those local occupational disease prevention institutes refuse to diagnose, demanding the patient provide proof of working conditions with dust exposure, conditions that lead to dust lung disease, proving a direct causal relationship between current lung conditions and the work environment. Isn’t this ridiculous?"

Professor Cao briefed Yang Ping on the patient’s situation and cursed while discussing it.

Yang Ping carefully analyzed the X-rays and CT images. These diagnostic materials wouldn’t lie, speaking strictly on the facts, these X-rays and CT scans showed clear signs of stage three dust lung disease, with both lungs showing large shadows, the major axis exceeding 2 cm, and the minor axis also exceeding 1 cm. Unless these imaging films weren’t from the patient himself, this diagnosis of stage three dust lung disease was a certainty.

Yang Ping felt that the patient’s situation was special, so he asked Xiao Wu to call the patient in to further understand the situation.

"Have you shown these opinions from the experts and professors at these major hospitals to the doctors at the occupational disease prevention institute?"

Yang Ping asked Ou Lianfeng.

Ou Lianfeng’s face still showed an extremely helpless and tired expression: "I showed them, but they said no matter what hospital it is, even Xiehe doesn’t have the diagnostic authority. My condition can only be diagnosed by them, and whatever any other hospital says doesn’t count. I asked why, when all doctors say I have dust lung disease, only you refuse to diagnose. You ask me to get a proof from the unit, but my purpose in getting a dust lung disease diagnosis is to get some compensation from the unit. Would the unit issue such proof willingly? Aren’t you making this difficult for me?"

"Then the doctor over there just sneered."

"This is the regulation; without sufficient proof from your original unit, or if the materials are insufficient or not satisfactory, we can’t provide a diagnosis. It doesn’t matter where you complain."

The more Ou Lianfeng spoke, the more angry he became. He became agitated, his facial muscles twitching continuously, his lips trembling, and he kept gasping for air.

Graduate student Xiao Wu immediately brought a cup of water for Ou Lianfeng. Ou Lianfeng took a small sip to calm his breathing, then suddenly fell to his knees and pleaded, "Please help me, I have no options left now. I can’t work because of this illness, and I can’t find a job. My family is barely getting by, I have older family members and a child still in school. This situation is so obvious, yet they refuse to give me a diagnosis. What am I supposed to do now?"

Yang Ping and Professor Cao immediately helped Ou Lianfeng up, "Please don’t do this. We can talk this through and think of a solution together."

Ou Lianfeng stood up, his face a mess of tears and snot, so desperate that he had reached this point.

The patient was indeed pitiable. Graduate student Xiao Wu listened with tears in his eyes, a flame of anger filling his chest. Professor Cao, too, felt a strong sense of compassion, thinking about how to help, while Yang Ping continuously flipped through the data. The objective facts were clear, so why did the occupational disease prevention institute insist on refusing to diagnose, making it difficult for the patient.

"Professor Cao, how about this, I’ll make a call to arrange a free chest DR for him. Xiao Wu, you take him now, and I’ll call the radiology department right away."

Ou Lianfeng had already had so many scans; Yang Ping didn’t want to impose further financial burdens on him or increase his radiation exposure, but Yang Ping had to confirm that these images were indeed of him personally, setting aside any complex entanglement he might have with his original unit and the occupational disease prevention institute. Yang Ping was just dealing with the matter based on the facts. If these imaging films really were of him, then the diagnosis of dust lung disease was a certainty.

Some things have no solution. If you come across patients playing tricks, it’s asking for trouble.

The world is too complicated, and one must be cautious in life. Some things need to be verified clearly; there are many cases where negligence in medical situations has led to trouble, and Yang Ping is aware of many such cases.

Not to mention the distant ones, at Sanbo Hospital’s Orthopedics outpatient clinic, a doctor, introduced by a known person, examined a patient holding X-rays from another hospital. The patient had a history of a left ankle external injury, and obvious swelling in the left ankle joint. The X-ray showed a comminuted fracture of the lower end of the left tibia. Believing in the sincerity of the patient and family due to the recommendation of an acquaintance, the doctor made a diagnosis of a comminuted fracture at the lower end of the left tibia based on the external hospital’s X-rays, wrote a medical record, and a diagnosis certificate, signing his own name.

Soon after, the court contacted the doctor, accusing him of providing false evidence. The doctor was baffled; how could that be possible when the fracture was clear from the start? After a long hassle, it turned out that the X-rays brought by the patient were not of the patient himself, sourced from who knows where.

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