Chapter 128: Doctor Mu
The story of wood, I heard it for the first time, and he didn't like to talk very much, let alone talk about himself.
In fact, it seems that the four of us are really a strange combination, and each of us seems to have a special experience of our own, and these special experiences have made the four of us eccentric people together. However, although we have a strong relationship, we rarely ask each other about the past...... None of us are gossip people. And everyone knows that if you respect your friend, then respect his secrets!
Sometimes, I also think, is it possible that such a xìng grid as wood has been cultivated since childhood?
"I graduated from XX Medical University." A soft remark from wood interrupted my reverie: "Since I was a child, I have wished that I could become a skilled doctor. Say it, maybe you don't believe it, when I was young, there were many idols in the hearts of people of the same age, some liked Chow Yun-fat, some liked Michael Jackson, oh, guess who was the idol in my heart at that time? β
"Who?"
"Bethune."
This answer is so outrageous, I had already taken out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and when I heard the words, my hand shook and the cigarette fell to the ground, and I looked at the wood with round eyes: "What?!" β
"It's true." The wood's expression remains the same.
The wood continues:
Subsequently, he studied hard, and a few years later he was admitted to medical university, but because of his hard work in middle school, he became a nerd in the eyes of his peers, a weirdo who didn't like to talk. The wood doesn't care, though.
After entering the medical university, his talent and intelligence made him quickly stand out and become an honor student. In his first year, he impressed many professors with his excellent grades in all subjects.
"At that time, I was convinced that I would be the best young surgeon I could be." Wood said lightly: "And I seem to have been born to do this." The first time I took the autopsy class, more than 30 of my classmates vomited bile, but I didn't change my face and helped the professor clean up the operating table together. At that time, even I couldn't help but feel cold-blooded. β
"Uh......" I remembered the scene in Canada, when Wood used human dissection to intimidate two captives into making confessions, and smiled: "You are indeed quite cold-blooded." β
Mu smiled: "Later, the second academic year passed, because my grades were very good, and several old professors admired me. Three old professors have told me directly that I can take the postgraduate examination in the future. All my classmates thought of me as a genius...... Although at the same time they see me as a monster. β
"Once upon a time, I thought of being a doctor as the noblest profession in the world...... Doctors eliminate the diseases of the world, relieve people's pain, save patients from illness, and restore the health of patients...... This is the noblest profession in my heart, but ......" Wood sighed and said lightly, "I was wrong. At the end of the second year, I was recommended by several professors because of my excellent grades, and I went to a major hospital in the city with a few graduating classmates in the school one year earlier. The professors valued me because of my excellent grades, and they allowed me to get a taste of the real atmosphere in the hospital two years in advance. They think it's good for my growth. Outcome...... I did grow, and I realized how naΓ―ve and ridiculous I was before. β
Wood looked into my eyes, with a hint of sadness in his eyes, and said slowly, "Doctor, it is indeed a noble profession...... But in China, doctors are one of the most despicable and hypocritical professions! β
"During my apprenticeship, I was assigned to the outpatient clinic of that hospital, and I had two other classmates who sat with the doctor to treat patients. Outcome...... I've really learned a lot...... "Mu Tou said here, looking at me and smiling: "Chen Yang, what do you think is the most 'snobbish' profession in the world?" β
"What do you mean...... Doctor? I couldn't help but ask.
"It's the doctor, that's right." Mu said lightly: "It's the doctor." You may not know, but I can tell you that at least in China, many doctors in big hospitals have a unique skill...... That is, when a patient comes to the clinic, they can tell at a glance whether the patient is rich or not from the patient's dress and demeanor! The income level is high or low! And...... This is very important. β
"On the first day we followed the doctor's clinic, a few of us students were just handing out some medical kits or copying medical records or medicine lists. But I wonder that the doctor ...... After seeing every patient who comes to the clinic, he asks, 'What do you do?' βγ It seems like it's just a small talk, or a casual remark...... But this sentence, he has to ask almost every patient. I was surprised. Later, I learned that only by knowing the patient's occupation can it be easier to judge whether the patient is rich or not, and whether the economic conditions are good or bad. Then ......"
Mu Tou shook his head: "Then, patients with good careers and high incomes will prescribe more expensive medicines." Patients with bad careers and low incomes are prescribed some cheap medicines. Of course...... You must not think that this is the doctor's kindness and thoughtfulness for the patient. But...... Regardless of whether the income is high or low, the drugs he prescribes will be stuck at the critical point where your financial conditions can afford it. I remember very well that it was my first day of apprenticeship, and I asked a stupid question at the beginning. Because of the same two viruses xìng cold patients, in my opinion there is no difference in pathology. But for the first patient, the doctor prescribed him more than 700 yuan for medicine, and for the second patient, the doctor made him spend more than 400 yuan. Mu said, he took a deep puff of his cigarette: "Chen Yang, do you know, in fact, in my opinion, that kind of cold, spending a hundred and ten yuan, is already a lot." Merely...... Hmph, hospitals want benefits, and doctors want kickbacks...... Naturally, the more medications you prescribe, the better. "[Heaven's Kiss Hand Punch]
"The next day...... The earliest patient I went to, the first patient I received, was a woman with ordinary bronchitis, who was well-dressed and seemed to be quite wealthy. The doctor didn't say a word, and asked her to do a scan, more than 100 pieces, and then another CT, more than 300 pieces...... You may not know that every list that is written has a doctor's signature on it, which doctor wrote it, and then ...... Of course, the money is divided according to the benefits. In the end, the woman who seemed to be quite rich, a bronchitis, spent more than a thousand to be optimistic...... In fact, it seems to me that she just needs to take a little medication and pay attention to keeping warm. That's a very simple condition. β
"Day 3, Day 4...... Every day, every day, subverting my previous concepts, my beliefs, and even ...... My Faith! The doctors in those big hospitals, any chief doctor, all have houses and cars at home, but if they are paid from their salaries, they can't afford to buy those things even after 30 years! Why is that? Doctor...... It is one of the highest-paying industries at the moment. At the end of the one-month apprenticeship, I went back to school and I became reticent ever since. β
"In my fourth year of college, I went to the hospital again for an internship, and instead of being sent to the outpatient department, I followed the surgeon...... Then ......" Mu said lightly: "You must also know that it is almost an open secret that patients nowadays have to secretly stuff red envelopes into the attending doctor before surgery." But there are many names for these red envelopes, for example, after hospitalization, to give, before surgery, to give! Even before you have to go to the operating table that day...... It's still better to hurry to his office before the doctor prepares and send another one! This is called the 'Three Levels'. If any patient didn't do a good job in the three levels, then ...... "wood" hehe" laughed twice: "I've seen too much." Almost every patient who is hospitalized is a doctor's coffer. If you don't need oxygen, give him oxygen! Oxygen is not harmful, anyway, this inhalation is a large amount of money. As for what medicine you take during your hospitalization, these are all up to the attending doctor...... The patient doesn't understand, the family doesn't understand, and even if they do, what can they do? Incurable? Transfer? This is mostly the case in every hospital. Even if you change hospitals, it's still the same. Do you complain? Are complaints useful? β
Wood's emotions suddenly became excited, and he clenched his fists: "You know? This is the profession I have been working hard for many years and hope to do! β
"Later, when I was an intern at the hospital, I met a patient...... A little girl. Wood sighed: "Thirteen years old, just started middle school, probably ...... It's the age of Yoyo. The girl looked straight and clean, very delicate. Unfortunately, she had a car accident, ruptured her spleen, internal bleeding, and after surgery, she was in the hospital for observation and treatment. She doesn't seem to have much money in her family, no father, only a mother. Doctors don't pay much attention to this kind of patient who doesn't have much money, and they just make rounds every day, and they don't put too much jΔ«ng energy on this kind of patient. Because she knows that she doesn't have much oil and water at home, it is impossible to give too many red envelopes, and she can't afford to use very expensive medicine. I was assigned to go on the bed patrol at night, and I saw the girl lying alone, and I asked her how she felt, and she treated me with respect, and she said, 'Thank you, doctor, thank you for curing me.' She was frail, but optimistic. Just told me that there was some stomach pain, I thought it was normal after the operation, and I took a look at it for her and found nothing. I told her attending doctor, and the guy said it was nothing. In the next few days, when I was on my bed rounds, I would stay with her for a while...... This girl is very simple, and she is full of respect for the white coat I wear. Yes...... I could see that it was a very simple respect. She thinks the doctor cured her and she is grateful. β
"And then?" I sighed.
"Later......" Mu said lightly: "I can't help her much, I'm just a trainee, I'm not even a formal doctor, I can only take care of her as much as possible." I even spend a while with her after work. I bought her something to eat. Children, like to read comics...... "Wood smiled, "You know why I like to read comics so much, right?" It's a habit she brought to me. She said that she likes to read comics, but a comic is very expensive and she can't afford it, so her classmates usually lend it to her. So one day when I was visiting a bookstore, I bought a lot of them on the spur of the moment, and then I took one copy to her every day. β
"Again...... And then? "I already had a premonition in my heart, but I could only ask like this.
"And then ......" Wood closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "Oh...... Her mother, I've met twice. A very beautiful woman, dressed very simply, in her thirties, but a little haggard. This woman didn't know that I was just a trainee. When she saw me in a white coat, she took my hand and begged me to take good care of her daughter. I really couldn't say a word...... Until ......"
Speaking of this, the wood snuffed out the cigarette fiercely, then re-lit it, took several puffs violently, and almost half of the cigarette was sucked off at once, he didn't say anything, but asked me: "Well, the xx square of our city, you know?" β
ββ¦β¦ Know. "My heart sank!
Of course I know the square that the wood is talking about, and...... It's quite famous, and it's famous in a special way.
On the edge of that square, there are often some "wandering warblers" activities at night, which is commonly known as "street girls". These are the lowest-grade women, all of them are old and decrepit, and there is no fixed nightclub that is willing to ask for this kind of old and decrepit women, they can only beg for a living on the street.
Wood shook his head and whispered, "One night, when I got off work late, I passed by the square and saw the little girl's mother. She was talking to a man on the side of the road, sneaky, and then the two left. At this point, he looked up at me, "Got it?" β
"Understood." I felt a little bitter in my mouth.
"Well, I didn't sleep well that night." Wood sighed: "I don't know what I'm supposed to think, I can't even remember what I thought, but when I went to the hospital the next day, I ......"
"Something happened to that girl?" I sighed too. I guessed it.
"Yes, something happened to her, she said she had a stomachache before. I told the attending doctor, but he didn't care. The results went wrong, the girl had complications, and the test results required reoperation...... Do you know why? When I was re-operated, I found a small piece of cotton yarn from the girl's belly! This was the last time the damn quack was accidentally left in the girl's belly! That bastard! β
"After ...... And later. β
"Then she died." Wood didn't say anything more carefully this time, but stood up, threw away the cigarette butt, and said simply, vaguely: "Medical malpractice." The girl's mother made a big fuss in the hospital, but to no avail. β
He put out the cigarette butt with his foot and told me: "Later, when I graduated, I didn't choose to stay and go to graduate school, and I refused the kind offers of a few old professors, and I went to the hospital to become a doctor, but I was already disheartened." Utter despair of the industry. Some of the classmates around me quickly became polluted, one by one they made a lot of brains, and some of them were clean and self-conscious, but they were assigned to be distributed, and the most miserable one was sent to the street club to work in the epidemic prevention station...... Hell, a talented brain surgeon was sent to the street epidemic prevention station to do those boring jobs such as preventing infectious diseases, checking hygiene, etc.! And I, who had been in the hospital for two years, went alone, and finally ...... "Mu Tou said: "Finally, one day, I met the attending doctor of the little girl, that guy has actually mixed up to the level of deputy chief doctor, I don't know how that day, I couldn't help but beat him hard, knocked out a few of his front teeth, and the result was ...... I was kicked out of the hospital and went to a small community clinic to check on the retired elderly...... Hehe. β
I was speechless...... I don't know what I can say, or what I should say.
"I love yoyo." Mu Tou said softly: "After taking her back to China, to treat her leg, I asked a few of my old classmates to help, Yoyo knew that I was a doctor, and she also said to me, 'Thank you doctor, thank you.'" Just this sentence, I'll ......" Mu suddenly shook his head, then turned his face sideways, and said in a low voice: "Chen Yang, do me a favor, arrange for me to go to the United States." I want to take care of Yoyo. I can study in the U.S., and maybe I'll be able to get a medical license. In the future, when Yoyo's study abroad is over, I will come back to help you make this charity hall of yours. β
The words that I originally kept in my stomach were all swallowed back by me at this moment, and I didn't hesitate anymore, just nodded: "Okay!" β
I understand wood.
Really understood.
From the sadness in his eyes, I knew the pain in the heart of this wooden, non-talkative man.
It was the pain of disillusionment. He aspired to be a doctor since he was a child, and he was determined to embark on this noble profession, but he was hit by reality and his heart was disheartened.
Wood is an idealist. Pity......
After letting the others know about Wood's decision, everyone was a little surprised, and Qiaoqiao and Aze also kept Wood, but they couldn't change Wood's decision. And Wood didn't tell his story to anyone else.
As for me, I didn't say anything more.
Perhaps because of these things, there is one less "Dr. Mu" in this world, but one more "wood".
*****
[My word]
By the end of today's chapter, I knew there was bound to be another debate.
The profession of a doctor is recognized as a high income, moreover, high gray sè income.
Are there good people among the doctors?
Of course there is, that's for sure. So are there bad guys? Yes, and lots and lots of them.
I don't want to arouse the disgust of my readers who are practicing a profession as a doctor...... But I said a very simple sentence, and I will not take it back.
My rating is:
In this industry, if all the doctors stand in a row and then sentence them all, I believe that there must be good people who have been wronged. However, if you cut half of the waist, leave half of it, and sentence half of it...... Well, there must be fish that have slipped through the net!
That's a fact, right?
Dig deeper, think for yourself.
If you were to say: only a very small number of doctors are problematic, the vast majority are good...... So if you say something like that, ask your conscience first.
I speak hard, but it's true.
At least, I haven't met a good doctor, not even one!
I used to live in Xiaguan District, Nanjing, and when I was sick, I was always seen in the Second Affiliated Hospital of Nanjing Medical University...... Hehe, don't talk about it, don't say anything about major surgery, cut a hemorrhoid, guess how much it cost me?
What about a cold? What about fever?
Now I live in the city center, Nanjing Drum Tower Hospital, Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Workers' Hospital...... I've seen them all.
As for what I wrote in my book, a little bronchitis, but tricked the patient into taking a film, and then did a CT after the filming, this is my personal experience, my wife.
Yes, that's right, the root cause of the institutional problem. But what about the conscience of the doctor?
Could it be that there is a problem with the system, which is the reason why doctors can make money with black hearts?