Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic

Chapter 528 - 243: Thriving, Benign Tumor

As someone with great experience, there is a wealth of insights on many matters.

Take for example the time when Li Jingsheng kindly worked overtime at noon to set bones for a patient, only to end up with a mass complaint against him.

It completely overlooked human nature.

"Okay, I will gradually adjust."

Li Jingsheng knew the teacher meant well for him.

But he ultimately couldn’t help being soft-hearted; seeing the patient’s pain, he felt it was fine to sacrifice a bit of his rest to help them.

Like this current patient, a radial fracture.

If Li Jingsheng didn’t treat her, she might have to undergo surgery. She has three kids in school, and her husband works on a construction site. If she were hospitalized for surgery, there would be nobody to care for the three children at home.

Since she hurt herself by falling off a scooter and hasn’t bought medical insurance, she needs to pay the entire treatment cost herself.

It’s easy to imagine the financial pressure this accident would bring on her.

Li Jingsheng helped her with a manual reduction, without hospitalization, keeping costs low, enabling her to care for the kids a bit at home. Her husband wouldn’t need to stop work to come back; this will be a huge help to her family.

For Li Jingsheng, it was only a twenty-minute job.

So he was very willing to work extra hours.

The majority of patients visiting the hospital are ordinary folks, and as a doctor, he can’t save everyone.

But if he can help, he definitely will lend a hand.

...

By the time he finished and got off work, the other consultation rooms had long since closed.

Ou Qinglan left work quite early today, arriving a little after six to wait for Li Jingsheng.

She seemed to be in a very good mood.

"Let’s go, off work time!"

Li Jingsheng held her hand, and they both returned to his clinic.

"Not going to the cafeteria for dinner?"

Ou Qinglan asked.

"Isn’t today your birthday? We definitely need to celebrate with a nice meal, otherwise you’ll call me an insufferable pig again later!"

Li Jingsheng said with a smile.

"Haha, good that you understand! How about a Western restaurant?"

"Today the birthday person decides, your call!"

"Hmph, you’ll have to listen to me from now on."

She wrinkled her nose.

"I’ve only heard of the husband leading after marriage!"

Li Jingsheng worked hard for post-marital sovereignty.

"Hmph, I’ve changed that phrase; now it’s the wife leading the husband!"

"You are altering historical literature; future generations will criticize you!"

"I’m not afraid!"

They laughed and walked out of the hospital, and needless to say, enjoyed a romantic dinner.

The taste of Western food was just so-so, but the atmosphere of love was great.

Li Jingsheng asked if she wanted to invite her parents to join. She said no.

...

The next day, Li Jingsheng sat in his clinic for consultations.

He opened as usual.

The newly hired nurse, Meng Luo, after one day of formal work yesterday, already seemed quite proficient.

Whether it was giving infusions or measuring blood pressure and temperature, or even helping sell medicine at the pharmacy area, she performed quite well.

The clinic now has two nurses, two intern doctors, and two full doctors, looking rather proper and starting to take shape.

The queue of patients and customers for consultations and medicine is so long that Sunshine Clinic has become the busiest primary medical institution in Old Street of South City.

Li Jingsheng’s medical skills are increasingly advanced, showing signs of great mastery.

Calmly and leisurely treating patients one by one.

Around eighty percent of the patients can receive effective treatment here, while the remaining twenty might either be untreatable or too risky, hence recommending them to bigger hospitals for safer options.

This effective treatment rate is actually very strong.

Stronger than general big hospitals.

Don’t assume hospitals like People’s Hospital or Qiaobang Hospital, such large tertiary ones, can cure every patient.

There are plenty of illnesses they cannot treat.

Many diseases barely have detectable causes; medication effects can only relieve symptoms and pain, but cannot cure.

"Dr. Li, busy eh!"

A somewhat familiar voice sounded, seeming to be in good spirits.

Li Jingsheng looked up.

"Oh, Uncle, it’s you! After the injection and medication here, has your breathing improved?"

This uncle was none other than the one who came for treatment two days ago, staring unblinkingly at Meng Luo—a refined uncle.

This person has chronic obstructive pulmonary disease.

Back then, his blood oxygen was quite low, only at 85%, though after Li Jingsheng’s treatment, there was significant improvement.

"If it hadn’t improved, I wouldn’t have come back. Dr. Li’s skills are indeed well-known. After your medication, my appetite improved, and sleep as well. Look at my spirit now, it’s even better than a twenty-year-old lad."

Uncle said with a smile.

Unlike hospitals, many patients become familiar with doctors and nurses after one or two visits, turning very casual.

Talking like friends, friendly and warm.

Of course, the premise is to help cure them.

If the fees are exorbitantly high and the treatment effect isn’t great, they won’t return next time. There are even those who come to curse others.

Li Jingsheng, proficient in respiratory and medicine sections, is no less skilled than senior attending physicians in large centers; thus, the treatment effectiveness for the uncle was apparent.

However, during the infusion for the uncle, Li Jingsheng’s heart was uneasy.

Fearing any accident.

"Haha, effective treatment is good. Please grab a number, take a seat, and I’ll see you for a follow-up when it’s your turn."

Li Jingsheng responded warmly.

Running a clinic, surely needing good rapport with patients and their families.