Chapter 418 - 268: Drawn by Reputation

Chapter 418: Chapter 268: Drawn by Reputation

After Han Yuan finished speaking,

everyone was a little speechless.

This family was something else. A forced discharge, without even a transfer form? If something happened on the way, who would be responsible?

’They probably got into a heated argument with Wang Zhengchu. The situation on-site might have been even more serious than it sounded...’

Jiang He said, "Old Liang, Shiyu, come with me to the Emergency Department. Xu Chen, Old Song, Shi Hao, you guys stay here and keep an eye on things in the department. Call me immediately if there’s any change with Bed 12."

"Yes, Chief."

...

...

The Emergency Department.

Zhao Yumin said,

"Jiang He... Director Jiang, the patient’s been set up in a private room. Her vital signs are stable for now, but she’s in severe abdominal pain."

For a moment, Zhao Yumin still felt a bit awkward with Jiang He’s new title.

Jiang He was now a deputy director, a rank higher than his own as an attending physician.

’So fast...’

Jiang He asked, "What’s the specific diagnosis?"

"A pancreatic mass with intratumoral hemorrhage. Wang Zhengchu’s diagnosis was a solid pseudopapillary neoplasm of the pancreas. He recommended an immediate open surgery—a distal pancreatectomy with splenectomy. But the young girl is a dance student. She’s terrified of the severe long-term effects and absolutely refused major surgery. She wants conservative treatment."

Jiang He understood.

So that was it.

No wonder they had argued.

He glanced at the films the family had brought over.

There was a somewhat round mass in the body and tail of the pancreas, with relatively clear borders.

There was exudate at the edge of the mass, and the high-density shadow indicated recent signs of bleeding.

Anyone who frequently reads films would know at a glance that this was a solid pseudopapillary neoplasm of the pancreas.

This type of tumor has a predilection for young women.

Especially girls around the age of twenty.

However, in most cases, it is slow-growing and considered a low-grade malignancy.

Many patients go their whole lives without ever discovering it.

But if subjected to external force, the tumor’s capsule can rupture, leading to internal bleeding and causing severe abdominal pain.

Jiang He handed the films to Liang Shaojun and said, "Take me to see the patient first."

Private Room, Emergency Department.

A middle-aged woman with an anxious expression tightly gripped the hand of the girl on the hospital bed.

The girl looked no older than eighteen or nineteen and was very thin.

Zhao Yumin introduced him to the family, "Director Jiang is here. He’s the doctor you specifically asked for."

The middle-aged woman quickly stood up.

When she saw Jiang He, she froze for a second.

’He’s a bit... too young, isn’t he?’

A trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

Then she thought, ’Don’t tell me Wang Zhengchu set me up?’

If that was really the case,

she would definitely go back and fight Wang Zhengchu to the death.

But things had already come to this.

Her daughter’s condition wouldn’t permit another hospital transfer.

She hurriedly said, "Director Jiang... hello. I’m Tao Yuege’s mother. I’m begging you, please help my daughter."

Jiang He walked to the bedside, glanced at the heart rate and blood pressure on the monitor, then said softly to the girl, "Don’t be nervous. I’m just going to examine your abdomen. Does it hurt here?"

"HISS..." Tao Yuege sucked in a sharp breath. "It hurts... It hurts so much."

"What about here?"

"That’s a little better..."

"Here?"

"That one hurts!"

Jiang He withdrew his hand, having gotten a basic grasp of the situation.

The patient had tenderness, but the rebound tenderness and muscle guarding were not pronounced.

Her life wasn’t in immediate danger.

He turned to Tao Yuege’s mother and asked, "I’ve seen the films. A tumor on the pancreas, plus a rupture and bleeding caused by external force. What did Director Wang at City First Hospital tell you?"

At the mention of City First Hospital, Tao Yuege’s mother finally couldn’t hold back her tears. She said,

"Director Jiang, Yuege just got into a dance academy this year. She got in with the top score in the country. It’s been Christmas these past few days, so she took leave specifically to come back for my birthday. She said she was planning to return to school after New Year’s. But yesterday afternoon, she was practicing at a studio, and during a lift-and-land move, she lost her footing. She twisted her waist as she put her strength into it and fell on the floor."

"At the time, she just thought it was a stitch in her side and didn’t think much of it. But in the middle of the night, she suddenly started writhing on the bed in pain. We rushed to the emergency room at City First Hospital. Director Wang there said the situation was critical and she needed surgery right away—that they had to cut her abdomen open and remove her pancreas and spleen together..."

Hearing this, Tao Yuege, who was lying in bed, also began to cry.

She reached out and grabbed Jiang He’s white coat. "Director Jiang... Director Wang said he’d have to make a long, long Y-shaped incision on my stomach, take out two organs, and it would leave so many long-term problems..."

"I have to dance... If... if I can never dance again in my life, I’d rather die..."

"What nonsense are you talking!" her mother scolded through her tears, then turned to plead with Jiang He. "Director Jiang, you see what my daughter is thinking. I begged Director Wang at the time, asked him if conservative treatment was an option..."

"But Director Wang just exploded. He pointed at us in the hallway and yelled, saying it was a tumor and it was still bleeding! He asked if we wanted her to live or to dance! He said if she died, she could dance with her ashes!"

The mother’s body trembled slightly. "He said that even if a god came down, she’d still need major surgery. He said if we didn’t believe him, we should go find Jiang He at Affiliated Hospital No. 1..."

Standing to the side, Meng Shiyu was secretly flabbergasted.

Xiaomeng, the social butterfly, had heard about Wang Zhengchu’s style.

Rumor had it the man was also a surgical machine, and a left-handed surgeon at that.

Compared to Jiang He, he was more old-school, short-tempered, had top-tier skills, and was extremely impatient... ’Wait, why are these all negative traits?’

In any case, he’d heard that in Wang Zhengchu’s view, curing the illness was the one and only purpose of medicine.

’Dancing? To even consider that, is she crazy?!’

Jiang He listened quietly.

He mulled it over in his mind.

A solid pseudopapillary neoplasm of the pancreas, located in the body and tail, and accompanied by bleeding.

The gold standard in the country was an open distal pancreatectomy with splenectomy.