Chapter 34: Let me make a small bet, do you dare?
However, if you want to get a place to work in the hospital, you will probably have to go through some competition.
Because there are many professors and associate professors in the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology, each of them has a lot of students.
Li Quan has just managed to stand out among the seven interns taught by Professor Liu. Next, he will have to compete with the outstanding interns under other professors.
Professor Liu has no say on whether he can stay in the end.
He only has the right to recommend, not the right to decide.
The person who can really make the decision on this matter should be the hospital's personnel department.
There are some bigwigs and departments that can influence the personnel department, such as several deans and vice deans, as well as some interested parties hidden in the dark.
Suppose the head of the personnel department owes Professor Sun from the obstetrics and gynecology department a favor.
Professor Sun secretly made a request and asked the head of the personnel department to assign the position of in-hospital doctor to an outstanding intern under her.
At this time, the intern recommended by Professor Sun was not as good as Li Quan, but he was a relative. The head of the personnel department made some secret moves, and Li Quan's plan was in vain.
Therefore, there are still many uncertainties before you get a place to work in the hospital.
After all, there are too many interns who want to work at Weil Hospital and they are scrambling to get in.
The salary and benefits here are good, and it is a well- known large hospital. The learning environment is excellent and there is a lot of room for advancement.
Compared to those small hospitals, the competition for every job here is extremely fierce.
"Old Liu, I rarely hear you praise people like this. It seems that this young man must be very outstanding!" Professor Tang praised Li Quan casually, and quickly retracted his gaze, staring at the screens of the monitoring equipment.
Modern medical technology is highly developed and has indeed brought many conveniences.
For example, vital signs monitoring, including heart rate, blood pressure, body temperature, etc. You can get the most accurate vital data by staring at the screen.
In ancient times, this would have been unimaginable.
"Young man, come here and take a look!" Someone took the initiative to make way.
Judging from the man's attire, he should be an anesthesiologist.
"Thanks!"
Li Quan walked to the operating table and observed Ms. Yang closely.
He squatted down, laid Ms. Yang's left hand flat, and pressed on the Cun, Guan, and Chi positions of Ms. Yang's left wrist with a very standard gesture.
At first, the other doctors thought that Li Quan was just symbolically coming forward to observe the patient's symptoms.
No one expected that Li Quan would take the patient's physical condition seriously.
"Is this taking a pulse?" The surgeon, Dr. Jin, clearly wanted to laugh, but he managed to hold it back. However, anyone could hear the mockery in his tone.
The way he looked at Li Quan and his expression was as if he was looking at a country bumpkin who had just come to the city.
"It should be Chinese medicine's pulse diagnosis!" a doctor replied.
But no one took Li Quan seriously.
On the one hand, Li Quan was just an intern, and on the other hand, the old-fashioned method of taking the pulse was not accepted in Western medicine. In modern times, with stethoscopes and various testing instruments, who would still use the old-fashioned method of taking the pulse to diagnose diseases?
Besides, the accuracy of pulse diagnosis is far superior to that of advanced instruments.
Li Quan ignored the ridicule from others, closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the patient's pulse.
The pulse diagnosis technique he has learned is only at the entry level.
Only some simpler pulse conditions can be diagnosed.
It was too complicated for him to diagnose yet.
If you press the Cun, Guan, and Chi points on your left hand lightly, you can diagnose the specific conditions of the small intestine, gallbladder, and bladder based on the pulse. If you press hard, you can diagnose the heart, liver, and kidneys.
Li Quan had already roughly determined through visual diagnosis that the patient's heart seemed to be the location of the lesion.
Taking the pulse now is to find out more clearly.
Since the patient's blood pressure was very low and his pulse was extremely weak, this added considerable difficulty to Li Quan, a novice.
"Young man, you've been taking my pulse for so long, have you found out anything?" Doctor Jin seemed to be full of contempt for Chinese medicine's diagnostic techniques, and even had a hint of hostility.
"not yet!"
If Li Quan hadn't seen that the other party was a famous surgeon, he would have been too lazy to answer.
"I say, what era is it now? Which doctor would still use such an outdated method as taking the pulse to treat patients? If Professor Liu hadn't praised you to the sky, I would have thought you were a barefoot doctor from a small clinic ."
Doctor Jin continued to mock Li Quan.
He even scoffed at the practice of taking the pulse.
"Doctor Jin, it doesn't matter if you look down on me, because I am just an intern. Maybe in the eyes of a senior surgeon like you, I am just a rookie. But please don't insult the traditional Chinese medicine of Chuangda University. Don't forget that you are Chinese, and traditional Chinese medicine is a precious heritage left by our ancestors."
Li Quan was really a little angry this time.
He could accept that foreigners looked down on traditional Chinese medicine.
Because everyone is from different countries and has different cultural beliefs.
But he found it hard to accept that the Chinese themselves looked down on the medical heritage left by their ancestors.
It’s not that Dr. Jin is unpatriotic, but that his ideas are problematic.
To put it bluntly, some people think that foreigners' shit smells good.
I always feel that foreigners are more advanced than Chinese in every aspect.
In fact, Chinese medicine is no worse than Western medicine.
It's just that our ancestors were very strict in accepting disciples, and the constant wars in ancient times made it very difficult to preserve knowledge. As a result, many precious medical skills were lost. This is why Western medicine, which has only a 200-year history, is so powerful there.
"Oh, you don't have much skills, but you have a bad temper! You think pulse diagnosis is great, then why don't you tell me where the patient's lesion is?" Doctor Jin said sarcastically. "You can't tell! Young man, you are still young, you need to be humble. You need to keep up with the times and believe in science. For example, the simplest blood test can accurately detect the number of platelets, white blood cells, and red blood cells... What can pulse diagnosis reveal? Nothing!"
Doctor Jin is also in his forties, close to forty, and he also has a bad temper.
He lectured Li Quan incessantly.
The key is that what he said is based on facts, which makes it difficult to refute.
At this time, Li Quan finally diagnosed the patient's lesion.
[You successfully performed the pulse diagnosis technique, skill points +10. ]
Li Quan's proficiency in pulse diagnosis increased by 10%.
He stood up and looked at Doctor Jin with cold but confident eyes.
"Doctor Jin, you just said that you look down on traditional Chinese medicine and think that advanced Western medical equipment can kill backward traditional Chinese medicine in seconds, right?"
"That's right! That's what I think. Look at all the larger hospitals nowadays, any ones with a little bit of fame, which one is a real Chinese medicine doctor?" Doctor Jin has the arrogance and persistence unique to scholars.
He believes that traditional Chinese medicine is rubbish and he won't tolerate anybody refutating him.
"Let's make a small bet. If I can find out the patient's disease by taking the pulse, you have to praise Chinese medicine as great and Western medicine as shit to everyone you meet. Do you dare?"
Li Quan looked at the famous surgeon provocatively, his edge revealed.
No longer that low-key little intern.
