"It's really surprising. Someone like Dr. Ye, who received a Western medical education and is a top student, would actually be willing to immerse himself in the study of traditional Chinese medicine. It's truly admirable! I thought that foreign-educated doctors like you were all like that kid Zheng, blindly advocating Western medicine and nothing else."
Vice President Zhao exclaimed sincerely.
"Well, it's not a big deal in my opinion. Whether it's Western or Chinese medicine, the goal is to treat and save people. Any medicine that can treat and save people is worth studying. Traditional Chinese medicine has been passed down for thousands of years, and its vitality and value are already evident. Naturally, I want to learn more about it. In fact, not only me, but many doctors abroad are starting to study traditional Chinese medicine. People with narrow-minded views like Dr. Zheng are rare."
Dr. Ye smiled.
His words weren't entirely insincere compliments to Vice President Zhao. It was the truth. Nowadays, in the medical community abroad, there are indeed many people like him who are paying attention to and researching traditional Chinese medicine, and in recent years, their numbers have been increasing.
"Well said! Whether Western or Chinese medicine, they both save lives! Nowadays, it's rare to find someone as insightful as Dr. Ye!"
Listening to Dr. Ye's words, Vice President Zhao couldn't help but praise him again. He was increasingly admiring Dr. Ye.
"Vice President Zhao, you're too kind. By the way, Vice President Zhao, did you need something from me?"
Dr. Ye felt a bit embarrassed by Vice President Zhao's praise and noticed that Vice President Zhao's interest in traditional Chinese medicine seemed to be growing. He quickly changed the subject.
Although he didn't have much to do this afternoon and didn't mind chatting with Vice President Zhao, he felt that as the vice president, Vice President Zhao must have many things to do. He didn't want to delay Vice President Zhao's time, and he was also curious about why Vice President Zhao came to him.
"It's nothing important, just came by randomly. Dr. Ye, are you getting used to working here these past few days?"
Upon hearing Dr. Ye's words, Vice President Zhao finally remembered the reason for coming to see Dr. Ye today. Thinking of the incident at the elevator earlier, a faint smile appeared on Vice President Zhao's face as he asked.
"It's been fine, thank you for your concern, Vice President Zhao."
Dr. Ye smiled.
"The differences between hospitals here and abroad are quite significant. Have you encountered any problems in your work, Dr. Ye? If you have any difficulties, you must raise them in time, and I will do my best to help you solve them."
Vice President Zhao chose his words carefully.
"The differences are indeed significant. Doctors here in China have to work much harder. But as for difficulties, I haven't encountered any yet."
Hearing Vice President Zhao talk about the differences between domestic and foreign situations, Dr. Ye couldn't help but sigh. From deciding to start looking for a job again to officially starting work two days ago, Dr. Ye had been learning more and more about the situation in China. With more understanding, he couldn't help but feel amazed. Chinese doctors indeed faced many challenges. Emergency and outpatient services aside, even the doctors in their office, except for him and Dr. Zheng, seemed to be constantly busy these days.
"Yes, the conditions here are more limited, with many patients and few doctors. It's quite challenging. Is Dr. Ye managing to cope? Are you getting used to it?"
Vice President Zhao continued to ask.
Busy? Thanks to that rumor that he didn't know where it came from, he had been basically idle these past two days, even more leisurely than when he was abroad. How could he be considered busy, let alone not used to it?
Dr. Ye smiled bitterly. He didn't plan to mention this to Vice President Zhao. He didn't want to trouble others with problems he could solve himself. If he encountered any problems, he hoped to solve them on his own first.
"I'm managing fine. Thank you for your concern, Vice President Zhao."
Dr. Ye smiled.
"As long as you're getting used to it. Oh, by the way, Dr. Ye, you've just started working at our hospital. How's your relationship with your colleagues in the department?"
Seeing Dr. Ye's expression, which didn't seem to indicate any complaints or dissatisfaction, Vice President Zhao relaxed slightly. However, thinking of Wang Yanchao and Huang Maoqing's words and expressions earlier, he became tense again. Carefully choosing his words in his mind, he asked again.
"It's been fine. The colleagues in the department are all very nice."
Dr. Ye smiled.
Although because of that rumor, his colleagues in the department seemed to keep their distance from him, and some even showed hostility and disdain toward him, like those nurses at lunchtime. However, Dr. Ye didn't blame them. He believed that when the truth came out, they would change their attitudes. Besides, there were still excellent colleagues in the department, like Su Dongmei.
"What about your superiors? How's your relationship with them?"
Vice President Zhao continued to inquire.
"Superiors? Are you referring to Director Wang?"
Dr. Ye was momentarily puzzled, then realized. Mentioning Director Wang Yanchao, Dr. Ye's eyes immediately showed respect. "Director Wang is very nice. Not only is he highly skilled, but he's also willing to guide us doctors. It's my fortune to have a leader like Director Wang!"
Hmm?
A look of surprise flashed in Vice President Zhao's eyes. He stared at Dr. Ye intently, making sure that Dr. Ye wasn't being insincere but genuinely speaking from the heart. After confirming this, Vice President Zhao became even more puzzled and perplexed.
Earlier, when Wang Yanchao mentioned Dr. Ye, he was furious, giving the impression that they were sworn enemies and must drive Dr. Ye away. But now, from Dr. Ye's perspective, meeting Director Wang seemed like a stroke of luck. What was going on here?
What's the story behind all this?
"Vice President Zhao, is something the matter?"
Dr. Ye, noticing Vice President Zhao's prolonged silence, couldn't help but ask curiously. He felt that Vice President Zhao's sudden visit today was somewhat strange, especially the subsequent questions, which seemed to be asked with some deliberate intention.
"It's nothing. Hehe, Dr. Ye, I just hope you're getting used to working in the hospital. The Respiratory Department is quite busy. I won't disturb your work anymore."
Vice President Zhao snapped out of his reverie and smiled at Dr. Ye. "If you ever encounter any difficulties at work or in life, remember to come to me anytime. I will do my best to help you, and don't feel embarrassed or afraid to trouble me. Our hospital's aim is to ensure that every talented individual who comes to work here faces no grievances at work and no worries in life!"
It seems that Wang Yanchao and Huang Maoqing must have misunderstood Dr. Ye. Dr. Ye's medical skills aside, at least his character wouldn't have provoked their anger. And Dr. Ye, graduating from Oxford with two doctoral degrees, definitely wouldn't have any problems with his medical skills!
Humph, Wang Yanchao's temper. I'll have to have a good chat with him later, warn him properly. I mustn't let talented people like Dr. Ye suffer in his hands. If he drives away talents like Dr. Ye because of his temper, the loss would be great!
Vice President Zhao made up his mind.
"Alright, thank you, Vice President Zhao. Please rest assured, if Dr. Ye encounters any problems that he can't solve, he will definitely come to Vice President Zhao for help at the first opportunity."
Dr. Ye expressed his gratitude.
He could see that Vice President Zhao's care and appreciation for him were sincere.
Vice President Zhao's appreciation made Dr. Ye somewhat ashamed. With Vice President Zhao valuing him so much, but after entering this hospital, he hadn't even seen a single patient.
He secretly resolved to quickly clarify the situation of that rumor and get back to work. If he couldn't resolve or clarify the situation, he would leave the hospital as soon as possible. He couldn't just take the hospital's salary and benefits for nothing, nor could he accept Vice President Zhao's appreciation without doing anything.
While Vice President Zhao was guided by a nurse to find Dr. Ye in the office, an angry Wang Yanchao returned to one of the wards, followed by a curious Huang Maoqing.
"Director Wang! Associate Director Huang!"
As the two entered the ward, both the patients and their families were stunned by the presence of Wang Yanchao and Huang Maoqing. It wasn't until the two had entered the ward and Huang Maoqing walked up to their beds, picking up the medical records and starting to read, that they came to their senses. They felt a bit anxious and nervous, wondering if there was something special about their (family member's) condition.
"Don't be nervous, there's nothing wrong with your condition. We're just here to ask you some questions."
Wang Yanchao quickly realized the nervousness of the patients and their families. After a moment of surprise, he smiled reassuringly at them.
When speaking, he gave Huang Maoqing a reproachful look, realizing that Huang Maoqing's actions had frightened the patients.
Huang Maoqing also regained his senses and gestured apologetically to the patients in the ward before lowering his head and flipping through the medical records again.
When he turned to the page with the treatment recommendations written by Dr. Ye, his expression immediately changed. After carefully reading the recommendations, his face showed complete shock. His gaze, full of amazement, glanced at Wang Yanchao. He finally understood why Wang Yanchao thought Dr. Ye had written them and why he was so shocked to learn otherwise.
These treatment recommendations were incredibly experienced and insightful, with a deep understanding of the patient's illness and meticulous consideration of various aspects of the patient's condition. It was definitely not something an ordinary doctor could achieve!
Huang Maoqing couldn't help but ask himself, even if he were to personally treat this patient, he might not be able to come up with such a precise and effective treatment plan!
Who is this person?
Huang Maoqing's gaze, filled with intense curiosity, turned to the patient lying in the bed. "Who altered this medical record?"