Yuan Qingyao, Shen Lang and others also came to work early on the second day of the Lunar New Year.

The patient made an appointment before the New Year, had completed the outpatient examination, and there were no contraindications for surgery. After being admitted to the hospital, he would have two surgeries tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Zhou Congwen sat in the office and watched everyone busy. Although the atmosphere of the New Year has not yet dissipated, the medical team has started to operate at high speed.

"Doctor, where is your director?!"

A big belly man walked in with a black handbag, glanced at him and asked carelessly.

"I am the head of the Academician Workstation. Are you in trouble?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"you?"

The man glanced at Zhou Congwen and saw that he was young, his face was full of disdain.

"My father-in-law is hospitalized. When will he have surgery? Is there a single room? Who is the highest-level doctor here?"

He ignored Zhou Congwen and asked several questions in a row.

Father-in-law... Zhou Congwen felt helpless when he heard this word.

"What's your father-in-law's name?" Zhou Congwen did not reveal his emotions, but asked.

"Lin Zesheng."

Zhou Congwen has an impression of this patient. The lesions of the lower lobe of the right lung are lesions, and wedge cutting is done.

"There is no room in a single room. If you need it, you can contact the hospital to stay in the special ward." Zhou Congwen smiled and said in a gentle tone, "I am the doctor with the highest level, and I will take the surgery tomorrow."

"Are you the doctor that Dean Xiao mentioned?" the man asked blankly, not polite at all.

"yes."

Although the man did not specify what he said, Zhou Congwen understood clearly what Xiao Kai said in the outpatient clinic, and he must have put on countless high hats on himself.

No, it is wrong to describe it like this. It should not be a high-profile person, but it should be said that Xiao Kai told a lot of truth.

"There is not even a single room, what a broken hospital." The man said contemptuously.

Shen Lang was a little angry, "Didn't you say that you need a single room to contact the hospital. The Second Hospital of Medical University has a special ward."

The man's face turned red, black and red, and it was obvious that Shen Lang had a scar hurt a little.

The special ward cannot be lived in just because of money. Zhou Congwen also knows that men look like the big brothers in society, but there is a high probability that they are not. They just come over and pretend.

The real big brother in society will directly ask the dean to solve the problem, rather than shouting at the bed manager.

It is most appropriate to describe his emotions by using harsh and weak colors on the inside.

“We need the best treatment!”

"The hospitalization deposit is not enough. I have just reminded you." Shen Lang replied to his words, "Director Xiao didn't tell you a few years ago? The hospitalization deposit is at least 20,000 yuan. You only paid 2,000 yuan. Now you go pay the money."

Shen Lang said something to you, but his tone was very stiff. The man glared at him, "My lover came here in the afternoon, and they had sex with each other."

After saying that, the man turned around and left with his bag, without saying much nonsense.

When the patient's family left, Shen Lang complained, "Who are these people?"

"Shen Lang, have you heard of California Daughter Syndrome?" Zhou Congwen had been accustomed to it for a long time and asked with a smile.

"I haven't heard of it. California Daughter Syndrome? What's the disease?" Shen Lang was a little confused.

"It is called Daughter Fr ia Syndre in English, which is literally a syndrome manifested by a daughter from California. Like the Spanish flu, it was originally the blame for the US, but it left the Spanish with a century of responsibility."

"What disease is that?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

"In the 1980s, an elderly man was dying in a hospital in California, USA and could die at any time. Her daughter, whom she had not met for five years, rushed back from another place and was emotionally broken."

"I am not filial in normal times. What's the use of emotional collapse when I see the elderly failing to do it?" Shen Lang said.

"That side is different from our side. It is natural for us to care for the elderly. On that side... Forget it, let's not talk about this for now, I will continue." Zhou Congwen instantly brought the topic back.

"The daughter revoked the refusal consent form signed by other families, and asked the doctor and the hospital to do everything possible to maintain her mother's life, threatening the doctor to transfer her mother to the critical care medicine department immediately, otherwise the doctor will be sued and the hospital will be sued."

"Is it useful?" Shen Lang was very interested in medical disputes in the United States.

If this were in the country, the hospital would definitely do it. But Shen Lang really didn't know about the United States.

"It's useless, but that's what the patient's family thinks." Zhou Congwen shrugged, "We have encountered many similar situations in clinical practice. I remember telling you at Jianghai Third Hospital that many emotions are true."

"I remember that the shift was very busy that day."

On a mysterious emergency night, the gossiping and bloody case of the couple having sex separately, Zhou Congwen's mind these symbols popped up in his mind.

"Many elderly people do not support themselves before their lives, cry loudly after their deaths, and those who are in great burial cannot say that they do not have the idea of ​​supporting the elderly. However, for various reasons, or supporting the elderly, their memories of the past are relatively weak, and they will only become strong when the elderly die."

"I've seen a patient." Shen Lang said, "The old couple are both college teachers and have a lot of pensions. After the old lady passed away, none of her three children took care of the elderly. Later, the old man found a nanny. The nanny was quite reliable and served the elderly cleanly."

"As a result, the children in the family were unhappy and they drove the nanny away in a noisy way."

"I guess I'm afraid that the nanny will become a stepmother and will share their property."

"As a result, the old man's opinion was completely useless. He fell seriously ill in anger and was admitted to our department. Congwen, do you still have an impression."

"Yes." Zhou Congwendao.

"Later, the old man was so angry that I didn't give his children a good face. But after the old man died, his children cried very sadly. Sometimes when I think about it, I don't want to be fake."

"Well, similar situations are not uncommon." Zhou Congwen smiled, "This disease name was later changed from Doctor Baodao to Tianbian Filial Son Syndrome."

"Uh..." Shen Lang was stunned, but thought it was too appropriate.

"In fact, it's not a disease, it can barely be considered a mental illness? It's more of a joke from the doctor." Zhou Congwen said, "They are not around their families all year round in the elderly ward, ICU, and nursing homes, but once they see the elderly, they are very filial.

They were even a little radical in filial piety. They urgently hoped that the doctor would cure the patient on the same day. At the same time, they knew that this was very difficult and kept picking on this and that every day, interfering with the doctors' treatment decisions.

They even scold their families who usually take care of the elderly, complaining that they are "inadequate in taking care of themselves" and full of resentment."

"I just hope I will have less trouble," Shen Lang murmured.

"Then do you know what the family of the patient just now is?" Zhou Congwen asked with a smile.
Chapter completed!