Chapter Five, I Am Not an Angel.

Happy.

Rescuing the dying and helping the wounded is the duty of a doctor. It is necessary to do everything possible to save the patient, but to be honest, emotional... caring about what, Pei Zhiwei turned the steering wheel and drove into the Fuling residential area where he lived. "Avoiding it if possible. For doctors, excessive concern for patients may not necessarily be beneficial for their long-term practice."

As soon as this thought came to mind, Pei Zhiwei inexplicably felt a sense of joy.

Pei Zhiwei raised an eyebrow and said, "Is she under a lot of mental stress?"

That's just me looking at the medical records, without conducting a detailed examination. Perhaps she had no problems before but has developed some recently? This kind of diagnosis cannot be made lightly. If there is a misdiagnosis or missed diagnosis, the consequences could be severe.Pei Zhiwei pondered, "But from what I can see, she has undergone all the necessary tests. Therefore, I speculate that her condition is due to excessive mental stress and recent pregnancy, which has led to an increase in frequency. This is a reasonable inference."

Well, "Fuling hesitated for a moment, but still explained the reason, "I have a friend who has been experiencing frequent abdominal pain for the past six months. She has undergone many examinations but the cause has not been found. During lunch together, she had another attack, which was so painful that she was rolling on the ground. She just recently became pregnant, and I dare not send her for further examinations. That's why I thought of you..."

Ah? Then, what is needed to prevent it?

After a moment of silence, Fu Ling asked, "But Dr. Bian said you are very popular. There are about twenty doctors in your department, and you have received the most commendations. Are you not happy about curing them?"

Oh?

There are risks involved in going on the operating table. He has indeed experienced surgical failures, with many patients who were either refused treatment or missed the optimal surgical window by other hospitals, coming to him in the hope of a last-ditch effort. Success and failure both have their probabilities. Some senior colleagues who are familiar with his father criticized him, saying that he does not cherish his own reputation and dares to take on any high-risk surgeries. He has also encountered cases where patients died immediately after coming off the operating table, which was a significant blow. He has learned to accept the failures of difficult surgeries, but he cannot accept the failure of a surgery due to his own mistakes. Some senior colleagues who are familiar with his father criticized him, saying that he does not cherish his own reputation and dares to take on any high-risk surgeries. He has also encountered cases where patients died immediately after coming off the operating table, which was a significant blow. He has learned to accept the failures of difficult surgeries, but he cannot accept the failure of a surgery due to his own mistakes.

After completing two very complicated surgeries, I was almost exhausted. The director gave me two days off.

Pei Zhiwei smiled and took out the keys from her bag to open the door. She took on the attitude of a host, took off her shoes, poured water, and in three seconds, pressed Fuling to sit on the sofa: "Very touched? Do you want to reward me?"

You don't sound like an angel in white at all.

This time, Pei Zhiwei resisted the urge to look for Fu Ling. The reason is simple: he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to check Weibo. In the past two weeks, he has not performed many surgeries, but unfortunately, he encountered a patient with Marfan syndrome and multiple other diseases. The consultation result is that it is necessary to remove the abnormal myocardium and tissue, relieve aortic valve stenosis, mitral valve stenosis, excise the excess pulmonary arterial wall, repair the pulmonary artery, replace the aortic root valve, and perform coronary artery bypass grafting. Almost none of these are minor issues.

I give her the most rational and safest advice. When it comes to emotions, doctors also have emotions. Who will care about us?

I knew it would be like this! Fuling punched his wrist and said angrily, "Did he really think it's okay to get married to two people just because she's pregnant? Damn Zhao Qiming, bastard!"

Fu Ling gritted her teeth and said reluctantly, "The year-end bonus figure is just to provoke people. I've been considering changing jobs for a long time. After the interview, I will go to the supervisor to resign. That woman in menopause was very sincere when she tried to keep me, and she lied to me by saying she would apply for a raise for me, swearing that a 30% increase was no problem! But after I declined, she said the most she could offer was a 10% raise! What does this mean? Just be honest about how much you can or cannot offer. Why resort to such tactics?"

How is the current situation?

I am not an angel.

Péi Zhīwèi scratched her head as a comfort, and after she finished venting, she said with resentment, "So now I'm starting to be passive and not as hardworking as before!" Seeing her determined expression that couldn't be stopped, Péi Zhīwèi couldn't help but laugh and cry. She then heard her ask, "What about you? Didn't you used to work late every day? Why are you so free today?"

Director Xie asked Pei Zhiwei to take a good rest for two days. The several routine surgeries originally arranged were assigned to someone else - of course, he dared not let him do them. He went to the hospital cafeteria and ordered a table full of dishes to reward himself. While waiting for the dishes, he opened his phone and found a missed call notification from Fuling.

After the Chinese New Year, when I received my year-end bonus, I wanted to change jobs. I went to interview at Morning Sound Technology. Guess what? Zhao Qiming works in sales at Morning Sound Technology. The last time I interviewed there, I saw him flirting with a young female colleague! Just last month, I went to talk to Qiu An about this. Can you believe what she said? She said she's pregnant and Zhao Qiming promised her that he wouldn't do anything to hurt her! Oh my god! Fu Ling leaned on my shoulder and said, "I really don't know what to say anymore. She's completely stuck in feudal thinking from 500 years ago, always thinking about waiting for the clouds to clear and the moon to shine, believing that she silently sacrifices and loves him more than anyone else. I can't even repeat it without wanting to die. It's already the 21st century! I don't want to get involved, but we're classmates after all!"

Péi Zhīwèi remained silent for a while, then remembered something and said, "There are also those secret remedies and tricks recorded in her notebook. Many of them are unreliable, probably from Weibo marketing accounts like 'certain small encyclopedia' or 'practical xxx.' Speaking of this, he became angry. He had just joined Weibo not long ago and followed a few colleagues, only to find that some of them were complaining about these things. Many parents believed in these so-called 'practical tips' concocted from who knows where, making their children suffer and thinking they had contracted new illnesses and sending them to the hospital. "Many children's conditions can heal on their own in a few days, but these parents use so-called remedies and see the improvement a few days later, thinking it was the effect of the remedy and spreading it everywhere. It may not cause significant harm to the body, but the children feel uncomfortable eating them. How can these parents do this? You say that the elderly are superstitious, but it's already the 21st century. Why can't science break through these people's minds?"

He cannot learn, nor dares to learn.

Fuling nodded vigorously and said seriously, "Pei Zhiwei, I've noticed that you have completely different personalities at home and outside."

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Zhao Qiming asked them to have dinner, probably because Pei Zhiwei's cold and frightening expression scared Qiu An from asking any more pregnancy-related questions. Instead, Zhao Qiming and Fu Ling exchanged several meaningful glances. The couple smiled and subtly probed about when and where Zhao Qiming met Fu Ling, how long they had been in contact, and how their relationship had progressed, which made Fu Ling almost blush with anger.

The conclusion of Pei Zhiwei's conditioned reflex is that he is not responsible for abdominal pain. He hesitated for a moment but said, "If you have time, take me to have a look."

Pei Zhimei looked at her with a serious expression and then followed her words, saying, "Yes, I have shown you my most rogue and beastly side."

However, I often go to the hospital for check-ups. You see, there are so many inspection devices in the hospital, and I heard that many of them emit radiation. What if it has an impact?

I said you're so fierce to Qiu An, do you treat patients in the hospital like this too? Your face is so cold that it can be used to make ice cream. Aren't you afraid of affecting the patients' emotions?

Fuling burst into laughter: "Do you really expect anyone to believe that you're happy with such a poker face?"

Why?

Well, Fuling stared at him with wide eyes and said, "You said it yourself, Pei Zhiwei, you actually quite like me, don't you? I can't live without you, right!"

Qiu An still hasn't realized it, Zhao Qiming couldn't hold back his laughter and said, "Look, even the doctor says so. I've told you countless times that this is just a trick used by unscrupulous businessmen to cheat money, but you just refuse to believe it." Qiu An still had doubts, but didn't dare to offend the "authority" of Pei Zhiwei, so he had no choice but to go into the bedroom and change his clothes before coming out.

Why didn't you say just now?

He rattled off, leaving Fu Ling wide-eyed and speechless. She had never thought about this kind of problem before, only knowing that Pei Zhiwei's job was very tiring. She had heard that he was very capable and had a small reputation in the industry, but she didn't know that the pressure was so great.

Then she took out a notebook and started asking Pei Zhimei various precautions, from the precautions for three to four months to how to lactate after childbirth, as well as folk remedies for treating children's fever, colds, and coughs. Pei Zhimei's face turned cold again: "I am neither a gynecologist nor a pediatrician. You should ask professional personnel for such questions. Many TV programs nowadays are not accurate, and you should not read those strange health books. If you have any problems, go to the hospital and find the corresponding department's doctor."

Zhao Qiming took out Qiu An's medical records to show Pei Zhiwei. He had undergone examinations in four hospitals, but there were no specific tender points or other abnormalities. Before getting pregnant, she had undergone examinations for the liver, gallbladder, spleen, pancreas, and stomach, and both the blood cell analysis and urine tests were normal. Pei Zhiwei also asked about her daily routine and diet, but no abnormalities were found.

She looks tired, and Pei Zhiwei doesn't force her. He leans on the sofa, holding her. "Your friend's name is Qiu An, right? I suspect she has functional gastrointestinal disorder, not any organ problem, mainly due to mental stress."

Pei Zhiwei wrote down the address of his own hospital and the name of Tai Mingming, asking Qiu An to go and see Tai Mingming when he is on duty.

Zhao Qiming looked solemn, as if he were sending off his daughter. Pei Zhimei secretly pondered that today he and Fu Ling still maintained a distance. He only introduced himself as a cousin of a colleague, and they had met a few times—could it be that Fu Ling had said something before she came?

Before leaving, while Fu Ling was advising Qiu An to relax, Zhao Qiming walked to the side and held Pei Zhiwei's hand as if entrusting him with a mission: "Dr. Pei, we have been old friends with Fu Ling for a long time. Seeing her finally... seeing you two together, we are all very pleased. Fu Ling is a good girl, Dr. Pei, you must take good care of her."

Péi Zhīwèi hardly dared to believe that this was true. After looking left and right for a while, he decided to call back. There was a mischievous little devil in his heart reminding him: "Make the call, they contacted you first. Give them face. With Yǐ Fúlíng's personality, if you continue to play hard to get, it will be over."

Are you looking for me? I turned off my phone and went to sleep because I was too tired after the surgery. Is there something you need?

Stop pretending, you have the highest priority, feeling proud?

Ah--" Fu Ling covered her face and screamed, "Doesn't that disturb your rest?"

Before knowing Fuling, his life was like this. Every time he attended various medical conferences, many uncles and elders in the medical field would introduce him to foreign experts, always mentioning his "profound family background," his "extraordinary talent" since childhood, and finally his slightly abnormal surgical frequency. Colleagues openly called him a "surgical machine," and there were often people who envied, jealous, and hated him, asking if he had implanted a high-speed CPU in his head, at least a quad-core. Actually, those are not the main reasons. The fundamental reason is that he knows he cannot afford to make mistakes. Colleagues openly called him a "surgical machine," and there were often people who envied, jealous, and hated him, asking if he had implanted a high-speed CPU in his head, at least a quad-core. Actually, those are not the main reasons. The fundamental reason is that he knows he cannot afford to make mistakes.

After arranging a meeting place with Fu Ling, he finished his meal and reviewed several medical records before driving over. Fu Ling's friend, Qiu An, was his undergraduate neighbor and her husband, Zhao Qiming, was also Fu Ling's undergraduate classmate who had just received his license and had not yet had time to celebrate.

Fuling turned around and stared at him in surprise, saying, "Ah, you can even see this?"

What are you thinking? Fu Ling is furious. "Am I someone with such poor taste? It's not because of Qiu An and..." Her expression changed. "It's not because of Qiu An's face. I find this kind of person disgusting even to talk to! We were all in the same class in college. Zhao Qiming pursued Qiu An for a full two years. At first, he seemed honest, but who would have thought he would cheat before graduating from college. We all advised Qiu An to break up with him. This kind of mistake is unforgivable! We were all in the same class in college. Zhao Qiming pursued Qiu An for a full two years. At first, he seemed honest, but who would have thought he would cheat before graduating from college. We all advised Qiu An to break up with him. This kind of mistake is unforgivable! Qiu An refused to believe it and said we misunderstood. Hmph, would we casually break up someone's relationship? Besides, Zhao Qiming is a repeat offender. I really don't know what Qiu An is thinking. Almost all the girls in our dormitory and Qiu An's dormitory have had arguments because of this. Don't you think Qiu An is being unreasonable? If it weren't for working in the same city as her and seeing her like this, I wouldn't bother with her!" Besides, Zhao Qiming is a repeat offender. I really don't know what Qiu An is thinking. Almost all the girls in our dormitory and Qiu An's dormitory have had arguments because of this. Don't you think Qiu An is being unreasonable? If it weren't for working in the same city as her and seeing her like this, I wouldn't bother with her!

Okay, not too far away is fine, so that I can rush back in case of an emergency at the hospital.

Remembering the group of health masters who were exposed as fraudsters after a recent fire, Fuling chuckled and shrugged her shoulders. While she was still laughing, she suddenly saw a hand reaching towards her ear. Pei Zhiwei helped her tuck a few strands of hair behind her ear, but her face still looked downcast. She asked, "Did you just say... you want to change jobs? What happened?"

Fuling lowered her head and dared not say that she once tried to burn a mosquito coil without unwrapping it after reading an online so-called secret. As a result, the mosquito coil burned and smoked heavily, choking her. She smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, okay, I will tell her. I will consult you first if there is anything in the future, alright?"

Péi Zhīwèi helplessly said, "Being overly stressed is not good. It's necessary to move around appropriately in daily life. I think the environment in your community is nice. Take a walk when you have time, and listen to soothing music at home." He glanced up and saw the thick parenting book on the table, sighed inwardly. Tái Míngmíng had complained to him that nowadays every pregnant woman was walking on thin ice, and all sorts of strange talks and theories could fill a book of superstitions and taboos from ancient to modern times. "And this radiation-proof clothing of yours, it's unnecessary. It's a waste of money. Especially in your current situation, you need to relax mentally. The clothes are not breathable and may have the opposite effect." He sighed inwardly again. Tái Míngmíng had complained to him that nowadays every pregnant woman was walking on thin ice, and all sorts of strange talks and theories could fill a book of superstitions and taboos from ancient to modern times. "And this radiation-proof clothing of yours, it's unnecessary. It's a waste of money. Especially in your current situation, you need to relax mentally. The clothes are not breathable and may have the opposite effect."

After a while, Fu Ling suddenly said, "You were so fierce just now."

Qiu An said that recently, she has been experiencing intermittent pain every day, with no specific location in all directions. After chatting for most of the evening, she looks quite well. She said that enduring the abdominal pain would pass. Recently, she became pregnant again and was afraid of any mishaps. She resigned from her job to stay at home to ensure the safety of the fetus. However, the situation did not improve at all, but instead worsened.

Pei Zhimei looked at her helplessly and said after a long while, "The X-ray in the hospital can penetrate through your metal mesh."

Pei Zhiwei parked the car and naturally took Fulian's hand into the elevator: "Dr. Bian will tell you that we feel a sense of accomplishment when we cure patients, but he won't tell you that medical resources are scarce in China. For the same position, if foreign doctors perform two surgeries a day, domestic doctors may perform four. Assuming the success rate of this type of surgery is 95%, then on average, there will be one failed surgery per week..." Assuming the success rate of this type of surgery is 95%, then on average, there will be one failed surgery per week...

Péi Zhīwèi coldly snorted, "If I had so much time to teach one by one, I would have been exhausted long ago. I'm afraid that one day when I'm not paying attention to my health, you will listen to those nonsense health experts and feed me mung bean, eggplant, and loach puree. As a renowned physician, I would die at the hands of ignorant women and children. If this were to be known, wouldn't people laugh themselves to death?"

Pei Zhimei was momentarily stunned. He had previously diagnosed purely based on the medical records, and moreover, today Zhao Qiming's attitude was good, and there was no indication of any problems between the couple.

The expression on Fuling's face instantly changed from reverence to disdain: "Rogue! Beast!"

Pei Zhimei recalled Zhao Qiming's attitude just now, and sat up with suspicion, saying, "You wouldn't be with Zhao Qiming--"

Fu Ling smiled and leaned over, hugging his neck and saying, "How about I skip work tomorrow and we go out to play?"

Péi Zhīwèi said expressionlessly, "Lead plate."

It took several days to discuss the treatment plan. On the day of the surgery, Pei Zhiwei finished breakfast, went to the operating table at 10 o'clock, and didn't eat his second meal until 2 o'clock in the morning. After completing the surgery, he didn't have time to rest. A baby who was less than 48 hours old was sent from the obstetrics and gynecology department for an emergency consultation. He performed the surgery again and then fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already the next afternoon.

In the end, Pei Zhiwei still didn't pay attention to "Hua Diao Fu Ling Zhu" because it was too easy to find her. Yuan Feng almost reposted and commented on every post of Fu Ling on Weibo: condemning, praising, and marking together. "Hua Diao Fu Ling Zhu," what a name she came up with. It took Pei Zhiwei several days to come to his senses. "Hua Diao Fu Ling Zhu" - Fu Ling and pig's head.

It took nearly half an hour for the pain to subside. I heard that the frequency has been increasing recently. I have been to several hospitals, but no problem was found, and the doctors didn't dare to prescribe medication indiscriminately.

A feeling of suffocation in the chest, with no outlet to relieve it.