Chapter 9: High Medical Ethics, Miraculous Bringing Back the Dead
Zhang Yu and others looked towards the door together, and an old lady and a fat middle-aged woman walked in. The old lady was Aunt Zhao, who had shoulder periarthritis due to a strain injury. The fat woman was her daughter.
They all knew each other and greeted each other. Uncle Liu said, "Xiao Zhang just helped me pull hard, and then I'm fine. I got out of bed by myself, and it didn't hurt at all. I've been walking for several minutes, just like when I was not sick. It seems that I'm fine."
"So fast!" The fat woman looked at Zhang Han and said sarcastically, "Did you deliberately not cure me before? Now I want you to pay me back, and I'm cured in no time."
"Sister, things are not what you think. Treatment needs to be gradual. Before, I didn't dare to use too much strength. I needed to wait for the person to recover. Only when I was sure there was no problem could I increase the strength." Zhang Han said .
"You've already said it, so you should go and take a look at my mother's periarthritis of the shoulder. It's been like this for a long time. I've been running back and forth with her every day. What else do I have to do?" the fat woman said carelessly.
When patients see a doctor, the first thing they want is to get their disease cured, and the second thing they consider is the money. Who can be happy if they have spent all their money but still haven't been cured?
Zhang Han immediately said, "Aunt Zhao, come over and sit down. I'll check you again."
Aunt Zhao walked to the chair and sat down. Zhang Han stretched out his hands to massage her, while asking about the situation.
Zhang Han knew the specific condition. The right shoulder tendons were gathered due to the strain injury. Improper treatment caused inflammation and formed frozen shoulder. The hospital has been taking conservative treatment, which is nothing more than physical therapy and massage. The condition has been slightly relieved, but due to his old age, the recovery is particularly slow, so the right shoulder still hurts.
In the past, Zhang Han was also helpless, but now it was different. He knew what techniques to use and what positions to press. As long as he could thoroughly untie the gathered tendons, the illness could be cured.
"Auntie, it will be a little painful when I press you, just bear with it." Zhang Han reminded.
"Okay..." Aunt Zhao responded.
Zhang Han immediately started to use his skills, and this time his technique was much heavier than before. Especially since Zhang Han had taken muscle-building pills last night, the strength in his hands had also been significantly improved, like two pairs of pliers.
“Ouch…ah…it hurts…be gentle…” The old lady screamed in pain.
Seeing her mother like this, the fat woman shouted, "Why are you so harsh? Do you have any objections?"
Zhang Han stopped and said, "Auntie, raise your arm now and see what happens."
Aunt Zhao raised her arm and said happily, "Although it still hurts a little, it's much better and easier than before."
"That's it, just hold on for a while."
With Aunt Zhao's words, the fat woman stopped screaming when Zhang Han continued massaging. After massaging for more than 20 minutes, Zhang Han stopped and said, "Aunt, try again."
Aunt Zhao's shoulder felt a bit of burning pain, but this pain was completely different from the pain of frozen shoulder. Frozen shoulder hurts from the inside out, while this burning pain is just on the surface. It soon eased.
She raised her arm, shook it several times, and said in surprise: "Oh... It doesn't hurt this time... And my right arm seems much lighter than my left arm. Can you massage my left arm again..."
Zhang Han took action immediately without hesitation.
Two more patients had come to the rehabilitation room. They also knew Uncle Liu and Aunt Zhao. Seeing that Uncle Liu could walk on his own, they couldn't help asking about his health. When they saw that Aunt Zhao's shoulder didn't hurt anymore, they were even more dumbfounded. They all expressed their opinions and asked Zhang Han to adjust her properly later.
After Zhang Han finished massaging, Aunt Zhao stood up, swung her arms back and forth, and praised again, "Xiao Zhang, your hands are really strong. It hurt at the beginning, but it became comfortable after a while. Now my shoulder doesn't hurt at all."
Zhang Han smiled and said, "Auntie, your shoulder has almost recovered. After you go home, rotate your right arm back and forth a few more times. It will do you good. Let's see how it goes tomorrow. If you still feel uncomfortable, come and see me."
“Okay, okay, okay…”
Zhang Han told Uncle Liu the same thing again, asking him to see if his waist still hurts when he gets up tomorrow. If he feels uncomfortable, he can come over anytime.
The two old people were very satisfied with Xiao Zhang's attitude. After praising him, they left with their family.
Next, it was the other two patients. Their conditions were not serious, and they would recover in three or four days with normal physical therapy and massage. But Zhang Han had a mission to accomplish, so of course he would not follow the treatment procedures. He quickly solved the two patients' muscle and bone discomfort.
After finishing, Zhang Han added: "Brother, sister, both of your problems have been solved. If you have a lot of things to do and don't want to go to the hospital again, just cancel the physical therapy and massage you ordered before."
One session of physical therapy plus massage costs 80 yuan. Niu Hongliang is even more wicked. Normally, the condition can be cured in three or four sessions, but he prescribes at least one week of treatment. If the condition can be cured in one week, he prescribes two weeks of treatment. Many patients find that the pain is gone and do not come back the next day. The extra treatments are not refunded, so the hospital naturally saves money.
After the two left, another person came for physical therapy. Zhang Han took care of everything and asked them to refund the money. In the whole morning, a total of seven people went to Niu Hongliang to sign for the refund.
At lunchtime, Zhang Han finally had a break and was ready to go out for lunch with Xu Ruyi. Before he could leave, the door of the rehabilitation room opened and Niu Hongliang rushed in from outside.
"Zhang Han! What do you mean?"
"What's wrong?" Zhang Han remained calm.
"What's the matter? In just this morning, so many people have come to me to ask for a refund! If you don't want to do this, just tell me!" Niu Hongliang shouted angrily.
This money is his performance commission. Although Zhang Han is in charge of the rehabilitation room, he does not have this treatment. According to the hospital, this is his job. At most, he gets a little overtime pay, and works until 9 o'clock in the evening.
"What does this have to do with me? The patient has recovered, so isn't it normal to refund the money?" Zhang Han spread his hands and said innocently.
"Don't think I don't know. It was you who didn't receive physical therapy and instead gave people all kinds of massages! Did I approve of you doing this?" Niu Hongliang asked angrily.
"The purpose of the rehabilitation room is to help patients recover as quickly as possible. It's a good thing if they recover, and it can also establish a good reputation for our hospital," said Zhang Han.
"Why do I need your tree?" Niu Hongliang cursed.
Just at this moment, footsteps were heard outside, and it was a woman's voice again, "Is Doctor Zhang here?"
"Here!" Zhang Han responded casually.
The three people in the room looked towards the door together, and saw a woman walking in with a banner. She was the one who had brought the child to treat stiff neck in the morning.
"Doctor Zhang, thank you so much for this morning. This is the banner I made, please accept it." The woman said sincerely.
There are eight characters on the banner: "Noble medical ethics, miraculous healing."
"Thank you." Zhang Han hurriedly thanked him.
The woman held the banner and walked in front of Zhang Han, saying, "Can we take a photo together?"
"Of course no problem." Zhang Han nodded.
The woman did not greet Dr. Niu, but handed her cell phone to Xu Ruyi, asking her to take a photo. She stood with Zhang Han, holding a banner.
