Chapter 124 121. Promise plan

Medical development in the 19th century was rapid. Although it was still in a semi-ignorant state, the lifespan of the people was still increasing. Doctors themselves were descendants of nobles and capitalists, and they were doing noble work to treat diseases, and their status was much higher than that of ordinary civilians.

Storming into the hospital in broad daylight and killing the doctor with a knife is enough to become a major case that has caused a sensation in the city.

Gretz Hospital is located in the city center, a distance from the east of Nora's city, but it happened to enter the area where Witt was responsible.

When he received the patrol alarm, he was about to have dinner with Muzier, but now this supper has been ruined.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the sun had already set. The police carriage was on the oil lamps on both sides and hurried to the gate of Graz Hospital. The site had been cleared, and there were no patients. Even the lights in the internal medicine ward that should have been on were much less.

Witt jumped out of the car, looked at the hospital gate, and couldn't help but complain: "I actually came to kill the doctor. That guy probably had a bad brain."

"There are all kinds of people these days." Muzier held a piece of bread in his hand and nibbled it. "Go in quickly, it's over early, I have to go to the restaurant to make up for this meal."

The two of them had heard the patrol officer tell the details at the police station. The knife was stabbed directly in the stomach, and it was basically out of help. Witt came here just to see the scene, and then took the weapon and the murderer back to write a record.

Muzier has to be more troublesome. After checking the body on the spot, he has to move it back for an autopsy.

So when I learned that the victim Dr. Orgi was still alive, the happiest thing was the forensic doctor: "No one dead? Can I leave if there is no one dead?"

Witt grabbed his sleeve: "It doesn't mean it's not dead now, but it doesn't mean it's not dead later. It's just a rescue inside. Who knows if it can be saved? What if it dies in the end? Get you out of the restaurant?"

The risk of surgery is already high, and now the one who is injured is still the top player in Graz Hospital, and there are only a handful of doctors who can really go on stage. After calming down, Muzier felt more and more unsure. He always felt that Or was in bed and was lucky:

"Who is rescuing now? Lockard? Or Hills, who just came from the Municipal General Hospital?"

"Both doctors are inside," the nurse said, "but it was someone else who actually took the lead."

"Other? Who?"

Although Muzier has been away from clinical practice for many years, he has no distinction between anatomical surgery. He is still involved in the surgical circle and still knows the structure of doctors in various hospitals. Neither Locard nor Hills has the ability to perform abdominal surgery, and Vienna can take them on stage no more than one hand.

Ignaz? Or Watman? Or

"It's not Kavi."

"Yes, it's him." The nurse said with a smile. "Doctor Kavey specifically instructed that if he sees Inspector Vette coming to handle the case, ask him to wait outside the house for a while. The operation has been done for more than an hour and it will be over 30 minutes at most."

[Why is it him again.]

[Why is there him everywhere.]

Although the two of them were filled with question marks, they felt much more at ease after hearing Kavi's name. Orgi's life should not be lost. Witt breathed a sigh of relief and patted his old partner on the shoulder: "I'll go and see the idiot who uses a knife first."

"What about me?"

"I haven't died after so long. It seems that I don't have a chance to play."

Now lying on the desk, Olgi is out of danger, the bleeding is stopped, and the lost blood is also replenished with saline. At least the gradually lowered heart rate will not lie.

The operation is about to end, and the three of them begin to discuss the cause of the whole incident.

In fact, the right to know has always been a relative paradox in the medical field. Instead of jumping repeatedly on both sides, it is better to directly issue a standard to make people comply with it. Therefore, there are provisions to conserve patients' privacy, and it is still from the "Hippocrates Declaration" by an old friend of Western medicine.

Although it is the basic ethics of a doctor if he does not disclose his personal privacy, many doctors will empathize with him when he encounters such a thing and may end up crossing the red line.

Olgi did violate his professional ethics, and the main reason was Rinette's identity.

She did not marry a writer, so she could not be considered a family member. Since she was not a family member, she should not enjoy the right to informed consent [1]. However, in the 19th century, there were not many doctors who could really do this, and patients turned a blind eye.

"I personally think that Dr. Orgi's approach is indeed inappropriate." Kawei tilted his head and turned out the colon from the bottom of his spleen, and found the rupture on it. "It's so broken here, so wet the gauze."

"What's wrong? Should Miss Reynette be deceived?"

"First of all, she is not a family member, she can only be considered a friend."

The gauze was soaked with salt water and was quickly handed over to Kavey: "Secondly, I just said that Dr. Olgi's approach was inappropriate, and did not say that his intention was wrong. In that case, if this message was really to be conveyed, there would be many compromises."

"What's the solution?"

"Try to minimize conflicts between herself and the patient, arouse Rinette's curiosity about the patient's disease outcome, and turn her own initiative into her taking the initiative to seek the truth. By the way, didn't she come to the hospital together? She should understand the progress of the treatment."

Kawei said something along his own way, causing silence around him.

Before he finished, he realized that he was talking too thoroughly. He quickly changed his words with a smile: "Haha, I just said casual jokes. Just pretend you didn't hear them, don't take them to heart."

What I said is indeed a bit dark and selfish, but for a profession like a doctor that is sandwiched between legal principles and human feelings, protecting yourself becomes particularly important.

Hills and Lockard were like two wild donkeys running wildly in the opposite direction, with a rope pulling between them, and no one could convince anyone. But after hearing this, they seemed to find a balance point in the middle: "Doctor Kavey, can you tell me the specific one?"

"For example, the two of you are unmarried couples, come here to check."

Kawei glanced at the two of them and immediately set up a small scene theater: "At this time, based on the writer's understanding of his own situation and his exaggerated reaction afterwards, I definitely don't want her to know the truth. So I will ventilate with the doctor before coming and try to conceal the truth."

"Yes, that's what it was back then."

Locard also clearly remembered what happened: "After knowing that there is no hope of giving birth, he kept lying to Rinette and said that the operation was very satisfactory. Although the teacher knew that doing so was unfair to the woman, he told us that this was professional ethics and that the doctor did not have the right to disclose privacy."

"So you two are here to check now"

Kawei wiped all the dirt leaking around the intestine rupture one by one, then took the needle and thread to start colon suture: "I checked the Yin capsule after the operation and said that the incision was good. Then what? How did that guy respond at that time?"

"He told Rinette that he had recovered his health and was fully capable of having children," Lockard said, "I hope to get married as soon as possible."

"Shameless!" Hills became more and more angry as he heard it, "What kind of shit love is for money!"

Kawei used the tweezers in his hand to knock the hook board in his hand: "You are the deceived woman now, can you get into the role?"

Hills had no choice but to sigh and said in the tone of Rinette: "It's good to recover your health. My father is still waiting for his grandson to be born. So, how many more times does he need to have a review?"

“This is the last time.”

Kawei did not deny the writer's deception, nor did he take the initiative to inform the woman of the truth, but chose another method: "This is a summary of discharge of your condition, surgery process and results, and prognosis. According to the hospital's regulations, it needs to be handed over to you. If you have any questions after seeing it, you can come to me again."

Two people: "This"

Kavey took away the needle on the thread and handed it to the nurse: "At the same time I finished speaking, I handed the thing to the man's hand, but the woman looked at the woman. Pay attention, be serious, at least not smile. If the woman still has no doubts or even asks about it, there is nothing I can do. This is also a test for her by God."

Hills shook his head: "No, I'm already interested."

"Why didn't the teacher expect it?"

Kavi quickly tied a knot in the intestines and cut off the thread: "The result is that Dr. Orgi kindly rescued Rinette, and God threw the test into his arms."

"Yes, he has suffered a lot in the past half month."

"What's wrong?"

"The writer sued him," said Lockard. "The trial was just held two days ago. Fortunately, the judge and the teacher have a good relationship, and the writer's approach is too despicable."

"The result is a win?"

"Um."

Kawei snorted lightly, but felt that it was inappropriate to do so: "Maybe there would be no farce if you pay some money. Now, not only will his marriage be ruined, but he will also work with the judge to harm himself. What would you do?"

The contradictions in the whole thing have been around Dr. Olgi, which is a very dangerous thing in modern times and can trigger conflicts at any time.

So Kawei's compromise plan is to change the power holder and force the notification power in the hands of the doctor to the patient. Let the woman force the patient to inform the patient himself. If he doesn't say it, it has nothing to do with the doctor.

To put it bluntly, it is a kind of act of rushing the blame to avoid danger. It is not glorious but can reduce one's own danger at critical moments.

Give a history of hospitalization in the 19th century is rare, but it is a good thing after all, and there is no way to leave any handle.

Kawei looked at the colon that he had sewn and nodded with satisfaction, "Come on a basin of salt water."

"The water basin has just been finished."

"Oh, then I'll make a new basin." Kavi pointed to the box where the salt was placed and said, "It's enough to put 1L of water in it and a spoonful and a half spoonful of salt."

“Where is baking soda?”

"No need for that."

A large amount of salt water was poured into Olgi's abdominal cavity. This was not only cleaning the stomach, but also watching other bleeding points during abdominal trauma to prevent misses. Hills pinched the suction device and kept pulling away the washed salt water, but his mind was still thinking about the same thing as before.

Because there are many loopholes in Kawei's settings.

"What if I don't want any medical history information you gave?"

"It's okay if you don't, I'm looking at the woman, she can say she wants it."

"She is not a family member, so she can't ask for it."

"Yes, of course she can't ask for a medical history, but I'll refuse it." Kavey explained, "The statement at this time is very particular. Generally, we have to clarify the scope of patient's privacy and emphasize that she is not a family member, and if you want to know, you can ask him."

Locard immediately understood: "Because the writer had said before that he had no problem with having children, now even if he said in front of her, it is normal for the condition, so there must be a problem behind this ambiguity."

But Hills still felt that it was wrong: "What if the writers must make you a positive statement?"

Kavey looked at him and drew a cross on his chest with his bloody right hand: "I am a devout Catholic, (I can't lie)."

“This is too obvious.”

"It's obvious." Kawei also had a bunch of other messy methods in his hand, but it was too tainted and not suitable for use here. "So I shouldn't say it from the beginning, and I have to bear this tragic consequence after I say it."

Kawei has seen too many things like medical trouble, not only legal, financial, but also violence.

Doctors are strong at the medical level, but if medical treatment is aside, the rest are weak. Especially in the face of extremely vicious violence, even experienced surgeons like Orgi must admit defeat.

"If you really want to make money, no matter what method you use, the doctor will be the last unlucky one." Kawei cleaned his abdomen again, "If you want to truly eliminate this situation, the only way is to follow the rules, and don't say it if you should."

Hills shook the suction handle in his hand vigorously and watched the salt water pour into the glass bottle at his feet, feeling like Olgi's abdomen that had just been ravaged, a mess.
To be continued...