Chapter 241

"Have you discovered it yet?"

Wang Jingang sighed and leaned on the bed very tiredly, staring at the ceiling blankly without saying a word.

Xiao Chenguang sat opposite him, silent.

The entire small intensive care unit was quiet and the atmosphere was a bit heavy.

"director."

"Xiao Xiao."

The two spoke almost at the same time, looked stunned, and then became quiet again.

After a long time, Wang Jingang spoke first.

"Actually, I'm like this because I don't want you to worry. If you hang around me all day, you might as well help a patient perform an operation."

"But this matter should have been directed at me. Director, you helped me stop it, otherwise I would be the one lying on the hospital bed now."

The scene at that time still kept reappearing in Xiao Chenguang's mind, lingering like the sequelae of trauma.

He was like this, not to mention Wang Jingang who almost lost his life.

"You can't think like that. To be honest, the original cause of this incident was still me. I have figured it out in the past few days. When my body recovers, I will apply for early retirement from the hospital."

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Chenguang was stunned for a long time.

"Director, if you want to retire, what will happen to the director of the Department of Surgery? The competition will start next week. Dean Li has already communicated with the hospital and the position is still yours."

"The department directors below have also talked with the middle management, and no one has any objections."

He knew that Wang Jingang felt uncomfortable and thought about very bad results.

But when Wang Jinjiang mentioned the matter of retirement, Xiao Chenguang was still a little anxious.

To know about the director of the Department of Surgery, Wang Jingang was very busy and spent a lot of effort.

Now if I say no, I don’t want it. How can that be done?

"Xiao Xiao, listen to me."

Wang Jingang's tone returned to normal and he said to Xiao Chenguang.

"If I hadn't met you, I would have quit by now. I wouldn't be qualified to compete for the position of director of the Department of Surgery."

"Now that the department is developing so well, I have nothing to worry about. I just want to take advantage of this time to take a rest."

After a life and death crisis, Wang Jingang seemed to have thought about it.

But Xiao Chenguang doesn't think so.

"Director, there are some things that are difficult to explain clearly, but the matter of being the director of the Department of Surgery is basically settled."

"Even if you don't take up the post, you won't be able to pass it on to anyone else. It will just remain empty."

Xiao Chenguang said it very honestly. The state-owned hospitals in 1999 were still full of human touch.

It is not like some hospitals in later generations. As soon as the doctor was injured and died, the hospital posted recruitment information on the back.

No matter how many patients there are, there will always be other solutions in the hospital.

When it comes to referrals and hospital transfers, we will not do anything to get things done just for the sake of a small profit.

Otherwise, the leaders of the hospital will definitely be stabbed in the back, and the hearts of the people below will be scattered.

After all, in a hospital, once the hearts of the people are separated, it will be difficult to get them back together again.

"I understand everything you said."

"But surgery is judged by its technology and strength. This is an eternal principle."

"No one will accept me as I am now. Even if I bite the bullet and become the director of the Department of Surgery, I will still be criticized."

Wang Jingang has been working for so many years, how could he not understand this truth.

But how can he be the director of a major surgery department in his current state?

Even if everyone agrees now that when the incident is over, technology will need to be used to solve the problem, what is the difference between his injured right hand and a disabled person?

"Director, let me help you."

Xiao Chenguang said suddenly.

"Perform surgery on me? It will only make people question it more, and it will also affect you."

Wang Jingang was injured these days. Apart from eating and sleeping, he spent the rest of the time thinking about these issues.

Over fifty years old, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be no room for maneuver in this matter.

In order not to affect the department and Xiao Chenguang, retirement was his only choice.

However, Xiao Chenguang shook his head.

"Director, you misunderstood. I am not going to help you perform surgery."

He looked at Wang Jingang with a serious expression.

"Director, I want to help you restore your hand to its previous state."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Jingang smiled sadly.

Is it possible to restore the past?

As a surgeon, he knew better than anyone how serious the hand injury was.

Even if the call is received in time, experts from the provincial capital will still do it in person.

But now his palm felt like it was wrapped in a ball of cotton. Not to mention the sensitivity of his fingers, even the touch was not as good as before.

Even sometimes when I raise my arm, I will feel a burning sensation in my wrist.

There is no way to solve these problems in this era.

Maybe there will be a chance in the future, but Wang Jingang's hand injury means he can't afford to wait and has no way to wait.

"Director, you trust me."

"Now your hand is in the recovery phase, which is critical."

Although he does not involve much in rehabilitation medicine, the hand injury case of later generations is known to everyone in the entire medical community.

For this reason, Xiao Chenguang also specially studied relevant literature and treatment plans.

Whether it is muscle rehabilitation or nerve electrical stimulation therapy, scar treatment, or finger fine movement training.

He has seen a complete set of therapies, which are scientific, targeted, and rational and are much more advanced than the medical methods of this era.

"Really? Xiao Xiao, do you really have a way to solve the problem of my hand injury?"

After hearing Xiao Chenguang's explanation, Wang Jingang's godless eyes flashed with light.

If there is hope of recovery, who would really want to leave the place where they have worked for many years.

"Director, think about it, when have I ever let you down?"

Xiao Chenguang's words with a smile and spring breeze rekindled Wang Jingang's heart.

Indeed, Xiao Chenguang was right.

Since the first time he asked Xiao Chenguang to perform surgery, he had experienced too many things during the period, but no matter which one, Xiao Chenguang found a way and solved it perfectly.

Maybe this time, it can also be successful.

"Director, I will develop a series of treatment plans and rehabilitation exercises for you next. Although the process is painful, as long as you stick to it, I believe your hand will definitely recover."

Then Xiao Chenguang began to tailor a set of training models unique to Wang Jingang based on the experience of later generations.

"This... is all to be completed?"

Looking at the densely packed rehabilitation exercises on it, accurate to every hour and every minute, Wang Jingang really wanted to knock open Xiao Chenguang's head with his hand and reach in to see what else he couldn't do.

As Wang Jingang agreed to apply for the position of the director of the general surgery department of the hospital, all the people who came to visit him found that Wang Jingang, who had been nagging and chattering these days, disappeared.

Instead, the serious and resolute Wang Jingang returned.

"Xiao Xiao, how did you convince Old Wang?"

Xia Tao looked at Wang Jingang who was actively doing rehabilitation exercises in the ICU, and there was a sense of relief in his eyes.

"Did you find out a long time ago?"

Xiao Chenguang did not answer Xia Tao directly, but asked him back.

"Who can't see from his look that we directors are really working for nothing?"

"Then why don't you try to persuade him?"

Xiao Chenguang rolled his eyes, feeling helpless towards these old foxes.

"It's not that I don't want to persuade him, but Old Wang has a very stubborn temper. Who can persuade him except you?"

"And you can only persuade him in this matter."

Xia Tao certainly knew the position of Xiao Chenguang in Old Wang's heart. He might not listen to others, but he would definitely listen to Xiao Chenguang.

And now it seems that the effect is good.

Just when Xia Tao was happy about Wang Jingang's rehabilitation, Xiao Chenguang's phone rang suddenly.

Seeing that it was Lin Gaoyang who called, Xiao Chenguang's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Because of Lao Wang's matter, Xiao Chenguang had been guarding the small ICU at night. Lin Gaoyang knew that he would not call casually unless there was something very urgent.

"Gaoyang, what happened?"

The phone was picked up, and a noisy voice came from the receiver.

After a long time, Lin Gaoyang's voice came from far to near.

"Boss, just received a patient with liver problems from the emergency department. Now he is very irritable, and several people can't hold him down."

While reporting the situation, he listened to the shouts of doctors, nurses, family members, and patients on the phone.

"Got it, I'll go back right away!"

How irritable must a patient be that Lin Gaoyang, a big and rough man, can't hold him down.

"Xiao Xiao, go quickly, I'll stay here."

Seeing the urgent situation, Xia Tao took the initiative to stay in the ICU.

"Okay, Director Xia, thank you for your help."

After that, Xiao Chenguang ran towards the general surgery department without stopping.