My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s - Chapter 564

Chapter 564: Chapter 556: Something really happened

So for a moment, she really couldn’t think of who Zhu Xiaohong was?

She put down the medical record in her hand, and this record was Zhu Xiaohong’s. Other Zhu Xiaohongs might not come to mind immediately, but this Zhu Xiaohong should have been quite familiar to her.

She was the Zhu Xiaohong who broke her leg, the one whose surgery was done by Tong Shu.

It seemed she had overestimated Tong Shu, since Tong Shu really hadn’t realized the issue, despite the record being placed right on top as a polite reminder—it still went unnoticed.

Was it a matter of not noticing, or simply not realizing the issue?

Could it be that the National Doctor Tong Family is only capable of this much?

It was clearly written on the medical record that the location of fixation during surgery had some issues and impeded the circulation of vital energy and blood. Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine agree on this point, yet in certain aspects, they completely differ.

If it were purely according to Western medicine methods, Tong Shu’s surgery would be deemed completely successful without needing additional Traditional Chinese Medicine treatments afterwards.

Tang Yuxin always approached it this way. For certain conditions, like fractures, using Traditional Chinese Medicine is entirely unnecessary. They are minor surgeries, followed by a series of post-operative medication adjustments, and that should suffice.

However, for some illnesses where surgery isn’t necessary, Traditional Chinese Medicine treatments are preferable for their better overall bodily adjustments compared to other alternatives.

Of course, the specifics should be based on current circumstances and not set in stone.

However, regardless of others, Zhu Xiaohong really didn’t require further Traditional Chinese Medicine bone-setting treatments.

Especially when she heard that Tong Shu seemed not to know how to treat illnesses, or maybe was deliberately showing off her Traditional Chinese Medicine skills by performing long sessions of acupuncture on Zhu Xiaohong’s injured leg.

If acupuncture wasn’t performed, then Zhu Xiaohong’s surgery would have been successful, and there wouldn’t have been any subsequent issues. However, she just had to use acupuncture. When placing the needles, the acupoint happened to be not far from several steel pins, causing the circulation of vital energy and blood to improve temporarily, but due to the steel pins, several blockages occurred.

Short-term recovery was possible, but over time, the more acupuncture done, the worse the blockage. It also resulted in more pain, and by now, the circulation of vital energy and blood in that leg had deteriorated considerably, as she speculated.

Zhu Xiaohong’s leg had now reached a point where the circulation of vital energy was severely damaged. Besides pain, there might also be subsequent inflammation and infection, with the pain perceived not from the wound but stemming from within the bone.

If things don’t go well, a fracture could become a situation requiring amputation in the end.

Do not underestimate the issue of circulation. Even though Traditional Chinese Medicine describes it as intangible, it indeed exists physically. Especially Zhu Xiaohong’s leg where it starts with an itch that she can’t help but scratch, bump, and try all sorts of remedies. Then follows pain, where she might forcibly take various painkillers. Taking them too frequently could lead to dependency or even medication toxicity.

Of course, taking too many painkillers could dull the sensation of pain in her leg. However, she might not realize that pain is the body’s natural signal for self-protection. Without it, the warning signals from the body wouldn’t be perceived, delaying optimal treatment timing.

She might not be able to feel pain, unaware that her leg has started to inflame internally and decay, and by the time this is discovered, it would be too late.

If you were to ask if such an injury could be treated by Tang Yuxin?

Yes, it could be treated, but it would be rather complicated, involving higher risks. If mishandled, the legal consequences could fall on her.

She placed the medical record down.

To say the least, Lin Yile’s concerns were valid. If she accepted this case, it would genuinely bring her no benefits, and why should she take it? She had already stated that Zhu Xiaohong shouldn’t come to her, nor should she expect Yuxin to be her doctor, because she wouldn’t save her.

“Dr. Tang, Director Zhu is looking for you.”

A nurse stood outside, softly calling for Tang Yuxin.

“Got it, heading over now.”

Tang Yuxin got up and put all the medical records back into her drawer.

If Lin Yile hadn’t informed her about the matter concerning Zhu Xiaohong, she might have been unaware of why Director Zhu wanted to see her. Now, she could guess with about ninety percent certainty.

It had to be related to Zhu Xiaohong.

But being summoned, she had no choice.

She could only offer apologies—she couldn’t treat the injury nor save the patient. Whoever’s patient it was should take responsibility themselves.

She arrived outside the director’s office and gently knocked on the door.

“Come in,” unsurprisingly, it was the director’s voice.

Tang Yuxin pushed open the door and walked inside, almost feeling the thick atmosphere of tension in the air, everything pressed in a grayish hue, somewhat uncomfortable.

Tong Shu stood to the side, looking extremely distressed, perhaps still unwilling to believe that she—a medical prodigy, future heir of the Tong Family, granddaughter of the Saintly National Doctor—had encountered such a medical accident.

How could such an accident happen to her? It not only ruined her but the entire Tong Family, even though she had written a paper on the research results of Traditional Chinese Medicine in bone recovery, receiving significant attention. Yet now she was involved in a medical accident, an incident she couldn’t possibly bear.

She couldn’t shoulder her own responsibilities, nor the Tong Family’s, much less for their ancient yet mysterious Traditional Chinese Medicine.

“Yuxin, could you help her have a look?”

The director now felt like his head was as large as a watermelon, even wishing to find a watermelon knife to slice it off, just so he wouldn’t have to deal with these issues.

How did a perfectly fine situation turn into such a mess, especially since it was their hospital’s first major accident?

Tang Yuxin listened to Director Zhu’s visibly flustered yet helpless expression without much reaction and glanced indifferently at Zhu Xiaohong lying there, pale as a ghost. Sometimes, a person’s mood could completely affect their condition—in good spirits when discharged, but now just days later, looking half-dead.