When the Doctor Uses A Hack

So, starting from today, Chen Cang earned an additional nickname in the emergency department: “Director Chen!”

Everyone felt that the title of department head wasn’t flashy enough, “Director Chen” was far less imposing than “Director Chen.”

Chen Cang looked flustered and uneasy, a bit nervous, glanced at Qin Yue, took a deep breath, and muttered softly, “Wife, I really don’t want to usurp the position.”

But, jokes aside.

The morning rounds made everyone realize that this “Director Chen” wasn’t just a nickname earned in jest; he truly had genuine skills and knowledge.

Especially in terms of grasping the surgical needs of patients, he was exceedingly precise.

Chen Cang’s demeanor during rounds was no different from that of a director.

Shi Na, accompanied by He Lu who was holding the medical case, stood alongside Chen Cang.

After waiting for Shi Na to report the patient’s condition, Chen Cang would conduct a brief examination before adjusting the medical orders based on the patient’s situation.

He Lu also noticed that after they arrived in the ward, everyone treated Chen Cang with great respect, affectionately calling him “Dr. Chen.”

Having only joined the emergency department of Provincial Hospital No. 2 a short while ago, everyone suddenly realized that this “Director Chen” was not one with an unwarranted reputation but truly skilled.

Although no one had seen Chen Cang operate, it was understood from patients that Dr. Chen might really be quite capable.

This made everyone very curious and eager to see Chen Cang’s surgery at some point!

Thus, the mystery of “Director Chen” became something many new doctors were looking forward to.

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However, changing his name didn’t work at all with Old Chen!

Having just completed rounds with Shi Na, Old Chen passed over a few medical records with a grin, saying, “Director Chen, hold them tight. If they fall on the floor, you’ll have to reprint the lab reports.”

Chen Cang gritted his teeth, boiling with rage but not daring to speak out!

However, Luo Zhou could clearly see the relationship between Chen Cang and Old Chen and felt a bit envious.

He smiled and said, “Here, give them to me.”

Chen Cang chuckled, “No worries, I’m used to it. Look at these biceps, developed from carrying case files!”

His comment provoked another round of laughter in the office.

With Big Chen and Little Chen present, the office seemed never to lack for joyful laughter and chatting.

Old Chen had quite a few patients to see, including Wang Yong’s, so the rounds would take a while.

Coincidentally, a patient with a hand injury arrived that morning, so An Yanjun decided to go ahead with the surgery with the new doctor Jiang Tao, prior to continuing with the rounds.

And so, the two of them headed to the operating room together.

All the way there, Jiang Tao kept asking about Chen Cang, and An Yanjun, not much of a talker, would occasionally offer a half-answer.

Young people lack patience, and when they see someone impressive, they can’t help but feel a bit of pride and enter into comparisons—it’s just normal. Who doesn’t harbor a competitive spirit?

Moreover, it was Jiang Tao, freshly graduated with a PhD and brimming with youthful enthusiasm, ready to make his mark!

An Yanjun didn’t think this was a bad thing. Young people should have the vigor of their age.

Besides, sometimes reasonable comparison and competition can be conducive to progress.

But…

Watching the young Dr. Jiang Tao, An Yanjun couldn’t help wanting to offer a word of advice. You can compare yourself with others, or even me, but… just don’t compare with Chen Cang; choose an appropriate target.

After all… comparing with Chen Cang wouldn’t be competition, it would be masochism!

Finding a rival isn’t a bad thing.

But if you choose an opponent you’ll never beat, that’s not particularly beneficial.

Still, looking at the ambitious Jiang Tao, An Yanjun sighed without saying much more.

After all, young people are such that they might not believe what they’re told.

Thinking this over, An Yanjun stopped short—without facing setbacks, how can one learn humility?

Maybe it’s not such a bad thing?

Just look at my age; when it comes down to it, I’d have to call Director Chen “teacher!”

If you don’t believe it… go have a look at the Provincial People’s Hospital. My junior disciple is over a decade older than me, yet he’s also the vice-chair of Dongyang Province’s Hand Surgery!

So!

Humility is a good thing.

With humility, one earns their keep!

Director An actually felt a bit uneasy inside, but as soon as he thought about his junior colleague in the Department of Hand Surgery at the Provincial People’s Hospital, Tan Zhonglin, he suddenly felt much better!

Even a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Meanwhile, far away in the Provincial People’s Hospital’s Department of Hand Surgery, as Tan Zhonglin was preparing for surgery, he felt a chill down his spine, feeling as though someone was thinking about him…

Who could it be?

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Jiang Tao, seeing Director An hesitant to speak, was slightly taken aback. Could there be some unspeakable reason?

Or could it be that Chen Cang actually has some powerful backing?

With this in mind, Jiang Tao decided to take advantage of today’s opportunity to show off his abilities.

The two went to the operating room together.

It was the peak time for surgeries. The anesthesiologist was Liu Jian’s junior. After arriving, he had been learning from Liu Jian and was now starting to work independently on anesthesia.

But these were all simple anesthesias, such as the brachial plexus nerve block required for the current hand surgery.

Upon seeing An Yanjun, the young anesthesiologist Wu Bo smiled and said, “Director An, isn’t Doctor Chen coming?”

An Yanjun smiled back, “Mhm, Xiao Chen has been quite busy lately.”

After some preparation, they were ready to start the surgery. An Yanjun briefly examined the patient and found the condition wasn’t severe. He glanced at Jiang Tao, “Have you done surgery before?”

Upon hearing Director An’s question, Jiang Tao’s eyes lit up, “Frequently. Tendon suturing is somewhat my strong suit.”

After hearing that, An Yanjun nodded, “You go first. I’ll watch how you do.”

At that moment, An Yanjun was quite confident. Even if Jiang Tao encountered a problem, he believed his own skills were enough to handle it.

Seeing the chance to showcase his skills, Jiang Tao was a little excited and began to operate.

An Yanjun just watched from the side, silent.

Jiang Tao’s foundations were very solid; he had specialized entirely in hand surgery during his master’s and PhD, with six years of steady clinical experience. The entire surgery went very well.

With measured calm and easy grace!

An Yanjun would give him 80 points!

His gaze towards Jiang Tao softened a great deal.

He was a very promising young man.

The surgery didn’t take long to complete, and soon it was over.

Jiang Tao was quite satisfied with his own performance.

And the anesthesiologist Wu Bo also smiled and praised, “Well done.”

Jiang Tao smiled. It was a matter of pride to be recognized by the anesthesiologist.

When the patient heard the surgery went well, they too were elated. After all, which patient wouldn’t want their surgeon to be a bit more skilled?

Jiang Tao couldn’t help but chuckle, “You flatter me, there’s still a lot to learn.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Bo nodded, “Right, learn diligently from Director An. If you get a chance to receive guidance from Doctor Chen, you’ll make great progress! You’re still young.”

Jiang Tao was suddenly stunned…

Why did that sound so odd?

Just what was odd about it?

Something felt off about the tone!

Think it over!

Think it over again…

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