Chapter 1357: Chapter 1357: 1357: If an Accident Occurs, Who Will Take the Responsibility?
Chapter 1357: Chapter 1357: If an Accident Occurs, Who Will Take the Responsibility?
This surgery lasted for more than six hours, finally completing at three in the morning.
As Luo Qiao walked out of the operating room, her stomach was growling with hunger, but seeing the little girl waiting alone outside, she felt a surge of compassion.
“Doctor, where’s my mom?”
“She’ll be out soon. Besides you, is there any other family member?”
Tears filled the little girl’s eyes, but she held them back: “No one else, it’s just me and my mom.”
Luo Qiao looked around and saw no accompanying staff: “Would you like to come back to my office with me? I’ll bring you to your mom in the ward when she comes out.”
“No, I want to wait for my mom here.”
“Where’s your dad? Can we contact him?”
The little girl wiped her eyes with her sleeve, picked up a blood-stained bag from the ground, and took out a small notebook: “My dad’s phone number is here.”
Luo Qiao took it, and saw Zhang Chao’s name on the first page, followed by a phone number.
Luo Qiao glanced at it: “Is your dad Zhang Chao?”
The little girl nodded: “Yes.”
Luo Qiao asked further: “What’s your mom’s name?”
The little girl replied: “My mom’s name is Mo Haiying.”
Memorizing the phone number, she said, “Put it away and stay here like a good girl. I’ll go make a phone call for you.”
With that said, she walked toward the doctor’s office.
Earlier, a nurse had already brought her bag back to the office, and as soon as she entered, she saw Lu Yichen waiting there.
“Brother Chen, why are you here?”
“I just returned from the accident site and ran into Qi Ling and Elder Rong at the hospital entrance. They were bringing you food, so I sent them back.”
After Lu Yichen explained, both fell silent, their hearts heavy with the seriousness of the chain car accident that injured so many people.
Luo Qiao retrieved the bag placed by the helpful nurse, ready to make a call, but saw her phone was dead.
She sighed, picked up the office phone, and dialed the number: “Hello, may I speak with Zhang Chao?”
“There are several Zhang Chaos in our unit. Which one are you looking for?”
“I’m calling from the hospital. A woman named Mo Haiying was in a car accident and is critically injured. She only has a five-year-old daughter with her. This number was given by the daughter, saying it could reach her father. Please help.”
Realizing the situation, the person on the other end responded quickly: “Comrade, which hospital is the patient in now?”
Luo Qiao replied: “North Capital Affiliated Hospital.”
The person on the line said: “Okay, I will verify which household this pertains to immediately. Thank you, Comrade. May I have your name?”
Luo Qiao answered: “My surname is Luo. Please have Zhang Chao come quickly. His family member is seriously injured and needs care.”
She hung up, sat with exhaustion, and didn’t feel like moving: “Brother Chen, the patient’s daughter is still waiting outside the operating room. Could you pass her some food? I’m too tired to move.”
Just then, a nurse rushed in: “Director Luo, the patient from the afternoon surgery is not doing well. Could you come take a look?”
Despite her fatigue, Luo Qiao stood up to leave, and Lu Yichen handed her an opened milk carton: “Drink it on the way.”
Luo Qiao took it: “Brother Chen, please check on that little girl outside operating room three, and bring her something to eat.”
Lu Yichen felt for his wife but understood her responsibilities, nodding: “Okay.”
Following the nurse, Luo Qiao found the intensive care unit crowded with people. The patient’s mother cried out to her: “Doctor, Doctor, please save my son, please save my son.”
Luo Qiao shouted: “Quiet! If you want to save him, step outside the ward. How can we save him with all this noise?”
The family members calmed down but didn’t leave the ward, so Luo Qiao said coldly: “Out.”
She turned to the ICU nurse: “Who let them in?”
The young nurse appeared scared of Director Luo: “Earlier, when the patient had complications, doctors were coming in and out frequently, and the family rushed in. We couldn’t stop them.”
Luo Qiao thought now was not the time to pursue responsibility; the patient she had saved with difficulty couldn’t have another incident.
The doctor on duty was still resuscitating the patient. Once Luo Qiao arrived, she reassessed the situation, took out Silver Needle from her pocket, instructed the nurse to prepare alcohol, moved to the other side, and started needling at the bleeding point of the patient. After several acupuncture points, the bleeding stopped, allowing the duty nurse to start cleaning and bandaging.
Luo Qiao sterilized the Silver Needle and returned it to its pouch.
Seeing all the indicators were back to normal, she left the ICU and asked another nurse: “What on earth happened? Why did the patient’s surgical wound reopen and bleed again?”
The nurse nearby remained silent with her head down.
Luo Qiao said: “If you won’t speak, I’ll have to report this for further handling. Prepare to pack your belongings and go home.”
The young nurse’s eyes turned red: “It was Doctor Kang who took the family in privately. The family ran to the patient, which caused the surgical wound to reopen and bleed again.
And because it wasn’t discovered in time, this happened.”
Luo Qiao was genuinely angry: “Nonsense! Is the hospital’s rule a decoration? This is the ICU. Don’t you know what that means? The patient was brought back from the brink; if an accident occurred, who would be responsible?”