Chapter 108 - Zhu Qianqian knows whats good for her? (1/2)

Director Jumabieke remained silent for quite a while. He checked the patient's medical information and saw that the patient was in the respiratory department's VIP patient room. Not to mention, the doctor was Zhu Qianqian, who he knew quite well to be rather greedy. Director Jumabieke was no idiot. Was Zhu Qianqian really so incapable that she couldn't even diagnose tuberculosis in a patient correctly? He refused to believe that.

”He's already been treated here for three days. Some of the checkups were only completed this morning. Director, you see~” Zhu Qianqian pretended to act pitiful.

”Since you've already accepted him as a patient, the patient will surely cause a ruckus if you kick him out now. However, Doctor Zhu, I can let it go this time, but there will be no more exceptions. Inform your patient that he's not to go around anywhere. Hurry and drain his pleural effusion. Immediately have him leave the hospital when his treatment is finished.” Director Jumabieke tossed the patient's medical information sheets onto his table.

Zhu Qianqian hurriedly nodded and bowed while speaking in a tone that sounded like she was a spoiled child. ”Rest assured, Director. This definitely won't happen again. This was only an unexpected assurance. I know already that you're the best.”

She then left the director's office, absolutely delighted.

As long as she managed to persuade the director of the respiratory department, nobody else would care about what she was doing if she didn't let anyone else know that she had a patient with tuberculosis. She indeed knew how to treat tuberculosis, anyways.

The W Province southerner had been in the border province for seven to eight years already. He had made great profits each year, and would always return to his hometown province for the holidays. But, he somehow caught tuberculosis. He had already confirmed for certain in a smaller city hospital that he had tuberculosis. That hospital had given him the paperwork to transfer to a tuberculosis specialty infectious diseases hospital.

However, he refused to go to an infectious diseases hospital! He felt that it would be such a joke! What if he got infected with something even worse there? For someone rich like him, it would be quite easy to get into a Class A hospital. It would just depend on whether the doctor he met knew what was good for them or not. In the end, the doctor he met was Zhu Qianqian. But, did she actually know what was good for her or not?

The tuberculosis patient was extremely cooperative with all of Zhu Qianqian's orders. He didn't try to stir up any trouble. Zhu Qianqian had told him not to leave the VIP patient room at all, and so he hadn't taken a single step out. Even all his food would be delivered to him from the hospital cafeteria.

Tuberculosis was an illness that would abuse the weak and fear the strong. If a person who was infected with tuberculosis had a strong body and immune system, the tuberculosis would simply remain dormant without spreading. However, the moment that the host's body started having problems and the immune system weakened, the tuberculosis would instantly start behaving arrogantly, revealing itself to be an annoyingly sticky chronic illness that was impossible to fully treat with medication alone. It was often that the tuberculosis would keep showing up with recurring attacks.

Not only that, medicine's effects on tuberculosis would only keep weakening as the tuberculosis bacterium was capable of evolving to become immune to the antibiotics! Many tuberculosis strains were already completely immune to or greatly resistant against medicines from just 10 to 20 years ago.

Zhu Qianqian protected herself against tuberculosis quite meticulously. She wore two layers of heavy face masks, which made Zhang Fan wonder if she would feel suffocated, and every time that she finished treating the tuberculosis patient, she would always disinfect herself and wash up with great caution, making sure not to miss a single spot.

For the morning patient checkups, Director Jumabieke personally led the department's doctors and head nurse in checking up on all the patients himself.

”Stop the antibiotics for patient #18. It's been two weeks already. Any more antibiotics will probably lead to mold growth. I've emphasized so many times that antibiotics must be used reasonably, reasonably! You can't just use antibiotics as much as you please. Antibiotics aren't almighty.” Director Jumabieke would point out any incorrect treatments after checking up on each patient. However, he was the type who gave face to his subordinate doctors as he would only correct them after leaving the patient's room, not letting the patients hear it.

During the director's patient checkup time, the patients weren't allowed to have family members with them, as that would interfere with the checkup process. Only those patients in critical condition would be allowed a single family member, and even then, the family member would be restricted to only staying in that patient's room.

”Director Jumabieke, I understand about not overusing antibiotics. However, the patient still had a bit of a cough, which was why I hesitated and kept using them.”

”Don't be afraid of the coughing. You need to also rely on and trust your own diagnosis. This stethoscope is your best weapon. You must use it well. When I was studying in England, rather than MRIs or some other large medical equipment, the stethoscope was considered a pulmonologist's best friend,” Director Jumabieke said as he lifted up his stethoscope to demonstrate to the lower-ranked doctors. This was another habit of Jumabieke's. He often liked to talk about his experiences from studying abroad in England.

At the end of the patient checkups, only the special VIP room remained. Director Jumabieke said, ”Alright, everyone can go do their own work now. Change the medical reports that need to be changed, and proactively modify the medical advice you give to the patients while using medicine reasonably.” He then turned around to leave.