Chapter 45: A Miraculous Turn at Tuyu Hospital

An aneurysm vanishing without surgery? That’s truly beyond belief.

Director Xie, with his many years in the Surgical Department, admitted it was the first time he’d encountered such a case.

Or at least, it seemed so.

Perhaps it wasn’t the first time at all. With limited understanding, he once mistook a temporary aneurysm for a typical one and treated it surgically.

“Let me take a look!”

He took the patient’s head ultrasound images and examined them carefully.

Even though he knew the aneurysm had disappeared, the moment he saw the ultrasound, his face lit up with shock.

Medicine really is full of wonders.

There are countless bizarre illnesses. Even veteran doctors with decades of experience witness miracles, which is why they always say you learn as long as you live.

The realm of medicine is infinite—one can never learn it all.

“Heh, I sure learned something new today.”

Director Xie chuckled self-deprecatingly as he handed the images to the other directors for a look.

The doctors, upon reviewing them, all murmured their amazement.

“Alright, filter the pregnant woman’s blood and reinfuse it! Hmm… remove about 150ml to be on the safe side.”

Director Tan’s approach to medicine was as steady as his personality.

Reinfusing 150ml less not only avoided any harmful effects on the pregnant woman but also suitably reduced her blood volume.

It was much safer than putting all the blood back in.

With the pregnant woman’s condition turning around, the mood brightened and every staff member shared in the joy.

None were happier than the doctors and nurses in the Emergency Department.

They had never felt so vindicated.

The real hero behind saving the pregnant woman was Zhou Can.

After all, he was one of their own from the Emergency Department.

True skill earns respect, no matter where you are.

Heads of major departments and even other doctors no longer dared to underestimate Emergency Department staff.

At that moment, the resuscitation room door swung open.

A commanding middle-aged doctor entered, flanked by a man in his sixties and the pregnant woman’s mother.

“Ah, Director Zhu, always busy! How come you’re here in person?”

Directors Tan, Director Zhang, and the others immediately wore expressions of deference upon seeing him.

They surged forward to greet him warmly.

He was Director Zhu of Tuyu Hospital, a man in his fifties whose relentless work had turned his thinning hair a silvery gray.

His elderly companion, though plain in appearance, exuded the commanding presence of a true leader, inspiring awe with every gesture.

“I just received a message from Director Xie stating that we’ve pinpointed the cause and are about to begin treatment. My old mentor couldn’t bear to see his daughter at risk, so I came straight to the scene.”

Director Zhu explained with a smile.

“Oh, and let me introduce these two—they are the pregnant woman’s parents and also my former mentors.”

After the introductions, his gaze fell on the pregnant woman on the resuscitation bed. She was awake, undergoing a blood transfusion.

He paused, momentarily stunned, then his face broke into a delighted smile.

Her awakening signaled that the resuscitation was effective.

Now he could also reassure his old mentors.

The other department heads exchanged knowing glances toward Director Xie.

That old Xie had a knack for shameless self-promotion.

Everyone had been together, yet none had noticed him quietly passing the good news to Director Zhu.

“Dad! Mom!”

At that moment, the pregnant woman spotted her parents entering the room and cried out excitedly.

“Heh! My daughter’s awake! This is wonderful!”

The older gentleman, exuding authority, was visibly overjoyed at hearing her cry out.

He was both exhilarated and deeply moved.

The elderly lady, in tears, rushed to the bedside and clutched her daughter’s hand tightly.

After a near-death ordeal, the doctors had managed to bring her back.

Few people can remain calm after reuniting following such a brush with death.

After the overwhelming relief and joy, the pent-up anxiety, sorrow, and worry all spilled out.

Crying was the purest, most natural response.

And it was the truest expression of heartfelt emotion.

Seeing his old mentors reunited with his daughter, Director Zhu felt a swell of satisfaction—and he then began to honor those who had excelled.

“Who is Du Leng?”

The director asked with a warm smile.

“It’s me!”

Du Leng was puzzled by Director Zhu’s sudden callout of his name.

Yet being recognized by Director Zhu was nothing short of a boon.

Judging by Director Zhu’s beaming smile, it was clear he wouldn’t be reprimanded.

Du Leng felt a spark of hope rising within him.

Director Zhu looked at Du Leng with a smile full of admiration.

“You truly are the returning Ph.D. from Johns Hopkins University—a man of remarkable talent and presence!”

“You’re too kind! It’s an honor to work at Tuyu Hospital under such wise leadership!” Du Leng replied, his skill at flattery shining through effortlessly.

He delivered the saccharine praise as if it came naturally.

If it were Zhou Can in his place, he’d never be able to do the same.

That was due to a deep-seated insecurity.

Some rise through flattery while others earn their status with genuine ability.

Zhou Can belonged to the latter group.

“I hear from Director Xie that your contribution to saving the pregnant woman was pivotal, correct?”

Director Zhu’s smile softened even further.

But Du Leng’s obsequious grin froze in an instant.

With his keen insight, he quickly realized that Director Xie might have stealthily claimed credit when he first diagnosed the pregnant woman’s aneurysm compressing her brainstem.

Yet fate had other plans.

The situation had taken a dramatic twist.

And now, Du Leng found himself in deep trouble.

The misdiagnosis, once swept under the rug, now demanded explanation.

It effectively put him on the hot seat.

Imagine the humiliation he would face.

“Uh… um…” Du Leng stammered, desperately searching for words to save face.

“Ha, Du Leng—you not only have an impressive academic record and high-level medical skills, but you’re also remarkably humble!” Director Zhu laughed heartily, lavishing praise on him once more.

After all, first impressions really do count.

Director Zhu’s impression of Du Leng was already very high.

Paired with Du Leng’s outstanding credentials, his favor only grew stronger.

Everywhere one looked, Du Leng’s merits shone through.

Truly, beauty can hide a hundred flaws.

“So, you’re the one who saved my daughter?”

The pregnant woman’s father stepped forward.

After all, one must certainly thank the man who saved a life.

“Uh… um…”

Du Leng grew even more embarrassed as sweat began to bead on his forehead.

In truth, Director Xie was in an even more awkward position at that moment.

His sneaky bid for credit wasn’t entirely wrong—it boosted the Surgical Department’s reputation and helped promote Du Leng, the newcomer. Moreover, the diagnosis had been validated by Neurology’s Director Yin Hua, and Director Tan and the others had raised no objections.

On paper, everything seemed rock-solid.

Yet who would have thought that the diagnosis would twist into a colossal mistake—Du Leng’s earlier diagnosis turned out to be a misdiagnosis.

It spiraled into a monumental farce.

How could he possibly explain this to Director Zhu?

As a proud head of the Surgical Department, he simply couldn’t bear such public humiliation.

At that moment, if only one of the other directors would step forward to clear the air…

Director Xie pleaded silently with the other department heads for assistance.

But to his dismay, their expressions were uniformly unhelpful—either averting their gaze or smiling as they watched Du Leng make a spectacle of himself. They were all enjoying the free show.

Director Xie realized that these heads were angry at his secret bid for credit, which was why they were deliberately letting him embarrass himself.

It was a truly unfair situation.

And now, he was reaping the bitter consequences.