Old Zhang felt like he was listening to a story.
"No, Old Xiao, are you sure you're not joking with me?"
A result Old Zhang couldn't possibly believe left him dumbfounded and unable to resist making a sarcastic remark: "I'm not one to boast about my own achievements or underestimate other doctors. At some health centers, some doctors might be more specialized than we are in certain fields. But if you say that Li Qinxue's urinary retention was treated by a doctor at the Health Center, then I won't believe it.
Not to mention, it was traditional Chinese medicine?
Can traditional Chinese medicine handle that kind of situation?
Nowadays, many large hospitals are integrating traditional and modern medicine. Although your Ninth Hospital hasn't done it, our First Hospital does have a department combining both. When Li Qinxue came, I even specifically consulted with Old Li from the traditional Chinese medicine department for a diagnosis. Old Li checked the pulse and said he couldn't do anything, and our Western medicine's catheterization didn't work either.
In the end, there was really no other way. Li Qinxue's condition was too severe, and I was worried about life-threatening consequences if we delayed any longer. At the time, I suggested going to Beijing for treatment before it got worse.
Now you're telling me that Li Qinxue was treated at the Health Center, and also by a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner?
Old Xiao, you're joking with me, aren't you?"
Old Zhang was incredibly agitated, his voice growing louder.
Even over the phone, Xiao Boheng could sense Old Zhang's spitting image on the other side.
However, this reaction didn't surprise him. If Wang Shengyu hadn't told him about this, his reaction wouldn't have differed much from Old Zhang's, perhaps even more intense.
After all, he was the one who performed Li Qinxue's rectal cancer surgery.
His agitation was understandable.
Once Old Zhang calmed down and stopped talking, Xiao Boheng sighed and said: "Old Zhang, don't get so worked up. I also heard about this from Li Qinxue's daughter, and it's hard to say whether it's true. But seeing you so agitated, I've got some idea.
I am thinking that maybe Ms. Wang still holds some resentment against me."
Old Zhang pursed his lips, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
It's very normal to have grievances. It's strange not to have them.
Not just for any ordinary person, even if it were him, he would also hold a grudge.
After all, my mom had surgery with you and ended up with complications. You couldn't fix it, and it kept getting worse, almost costing her life. If I didn't hold a grudge, I wouldn't be a worthy child.
Even not cursing directly over the phone is considered nice.
He's seen many hot-tempered people storm into hospitals and curse face to face.
With this in mind, the possibility of Wang Shengyu fooling Xiao Boheng seems quite high.
Old Zhang calmed down considerably: "In any case, we still need to investigate. After all, there will be many opportunities for rectal cancer surgeries in the future, and post-surgery urinary retention will still occur. We can't always send people to Beijing, right?"
"You're right."
Xiao Boheng agreed: "I'll find some time to look into it. You help me make some inquiries. It will be faster than doing it alone."
"Got it."
"I'll keep it in mind."
Old Zhang advised: "Let's keep each other informed, share any news, broaden our knowledge, and also improve our skills along the way."
"There are capable people in this world. Look, someone in the Yong City medical system emerged."
Xiao Boheng was full of emotion.
"Indeed!"
After Li Qinxue's case, Old Zhang felt quite the impact too.
Who would have thought that in the Yong City medical system, there would be someone who could solve a problem neither he nor Xiao Boheng could?
There's always someone better, beyond the horizon there's always a higher mountain.
The ancients never deceived me.
Xiao Boheng didn't chat long with Old Zhang, as both were at work with lots of things on their plates.
Even without clinical duty, a chief physician tends to be busier when not on duty.
Rounds, writing reports, organizing the department's recent situation, reporting to the deputy director...
Among all these chores, Xiao Boheng would rather be on duty.
Clinic duties pay better.
He didn't dwell much on Li Qinxue's situation; he would inquire when he had time but didn't have the leisure to pursue it.
It would be great to find out; if not, it doesn't matter.
After all, a living person can't be suffocated by urine.
Thinking of this, Xiao Boheng felt much better. Just as he finished organizing the cases but hadn't placed them on the shelves, someone suddenly knocked on the door and said: "Old Xiao, that Old Wang guy has challenged our Ninth Hospital again. You declined last time, but you can't refuse this time."
"I'm not going. I have plans for the weekend evening," said Xiao Boheng, waving his hand.
"Plans?"
"What plans could you possibly have, Old Xiao? I'm telling you, you were afraid of your wife when you got married, and now you're afraid of your daughter. I'm telling you, you're doomed for life."
Xiao Boheng's face instantly darkened, cursing someone by exposing his shortcomings; this was too much, especially since his assistant was still around.
Wang noticed Xiao Boheng's grim face, greeted the general surgery director at the door, and hurried away.
"Wu Liguo, you're overdoing it!"
Wu Liguo didn't mind. He had probably ribbed Xiao Boheng like this countless times.
"Fine, if you're not going."
After saying this, Wu Liguo sighed: "Old Xiao, oh Old Xiao, don't you find your life exhausting? As a child, your parents controlled you. When married, your wife controlled you. In old age, your daughter controls you. Can't you make a decision for yourself even once?
Besides, we're just asking you to join in, not to drink. It's purely to put that Wang Youqing guy in his place."
Wu Liguo's ability to use reverse psychology was masterful.
However, Xiao Boheng seemed to see through his tactic: "Old Wu, my ears have developed calluses from hearing these words. Can't you try a different approach?"
Wu Liguo pursed his lips, wondering if he didn't know that reverse psychology was ineffective on Xiao Boheng?
But what other options did he have? What else could he say besides that?
Seeing Xiao Boheng firm in his refusal, Wu Liguo didn't press further. Just as he was sighing to leave, he was stopped by Xiao Boheng.
"Hey, Old Wu, wait a moment."
"What, did you decide to come?"
"No."
"If not, then why stop me?"
Xiao Boheng rolled his eyes: "I have a question. The Wang Youqing you mentioned, is he the one who was transferred from our Ninth Hospital to Qiu City Street Health Center?"
"Yes, that's him."
Wu Liguo nodded, asking: "Why?"
"Want to know him?"
"See, there's a chance. Why not come along over the weekend?"
Without thinking, Xiao Boheng agreed at once: "Alright, send me the address for the weekend."
"Uh~"
Wu Liguo hadn't expected Xiao Boheng to agree, almost doubting if he heard it right, and couldn't help but ask: "Old Xiao, did I hear you right, you agreed?"
"Why, can't I?"
Replied Xiao Boheng, a bit crossly.
Right away, Wu Liguo slapped his thigh: "Of course you can!"
"Absolutely, you can!"
"I'll go share this good news with everyone right away, the sun is shining from the west today, you actually agreed this time."
"Haha, I can hardly believe my ears."
Wu Liguo continued talking to himself, his voice fading away.
Soon, Wu Liguo's voice could no longer be heard.
Xiao Boheng's eyes twinkled.
Initially, he hadn't planned to go, truly having plans for the weekend evening.
But recalling Wang Shengyu's words, he decided to ask Wang Youqing face to face.
Even if, he didn't think it's likely.
But...
What if it's true?