Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic

She said she felt embarrassed, but she actually had this intention.

Moreover, seeing Li Jingsheng give her so much face made her very happy.

"It’s okay, resting less isn’t a big deal. You’re always so busy with the hospital’s financial work, helping you with a little worry is my honor."

"Haha, then I’ll thank you in advance! I’ll call him later and see if he can come today."

The finance manager smiled happily.

"No problem, just have him come directly to the manual therapy clinic to find me, and I’ll make the arrangements then."

Li Jingsheng readily agreed.

The doctors riding the elevator with them listened to their conversation with a sense of envy.

It’s good to have excellent medical skills, easily making connections with the finance manager.

And also owing the other a favor.

When Li Jingsheng encounters financial issues in the future, he’ll surely be taken care of.

He started his day at the manual bone setting clinic.

Dr. Chen could now get some appropriate opportunities for hands-on experience, and Li Jingsheng was diligently teaching him as well.

But his talent wasn’t very good, and his progress was extremely slow.

No one could help with that; he could only study diligently, ponder, practice, and summarize.

Diligence can make up for a lack of talent.

Although his talent was a bit lacking, as long as he was willing to put in the effort and keep learning, it’s believed he could achieve certain accomplishments in the future.

"Doctor, can you help me see if it can be treated?"

A man in his late thirties, with short stubble, dressed rather poorly.

He came over hopping on one foot, using a crutch.

Li Jingsheng looked this man over twice, but couldn’t quite place it. From the acute perception trained on the Old Street of South City, the man’s gaze seemed to carry an inexplicable slyness, and he even sensed a hint of malice.

Seeing dozens of patients in a day isn’t considered too few.

But a patient showing malice before treatment was extremely rare.

This was the first case.

On the contrary, it was more common for patients to be dissatisfied when the treatment didn’t meet their expectations.

Sometimes there’s nothing that can be done.

Faced with such patients, Li Jingsheng could only offer kind words of comfort.

Among similar patients he remembered deeply, there was one with a knee joint fracture due to severe injury.

Normally, such injuries require surgery.

However, this person’s blood clotting was an issue, so the hospital dared not perform surgery.

They advised the patient to take some anti-inflammatory medicine and rest well at home.

Later, he found Li Jingsheng.

At the earnest pleas of the family and patient, he performed manual bone setting treatment on the patient.

He explained beforehand that even manual bone setting still carried risks.

The family and patient also expressed their consent.

But after manual realignment, Li Jingsheng realized it didn’t achieve the ideal therapeutic effect. His prognosis was that the patient could possibly experience walking difficulties after recovery, potentially resulting in a class nine or even class eight disability.

He then suggested the patient undergo traction treatment for a period in the hospital.

At that point, the patient and family were very confused, accusing him of profiteering. They clearly agreed at the beginning that manual realignment was possible, yet now it turned into hospitalization.

Ultimately, that patient never checked into the hospital, only left angrily after manual realignment.

As he left, forget saying thank you, the fierce gaze directed at Li Jingsheng was something he’d never forget.

Fierce and filled with hatred.

At that time, he felt especially disheartened, like the farmer who saved a wolf from "The Farmer and the Viper" tale.

Later, after a night’s sleep, he gradually forgot about this incident.

Each day was particularly busy, and not every patient was so unreasonable.

The vast majority of patients understood gratitude.

Right now, this patient with a leg fracture gave Li Jingsheng a feeling of thick malice.

But it wasn’t fully revealed.

Which made him immediately raise his guard.

Doctors can save people, but can’t bring trouble to themselves.

"Have you had an X-ray?"

Li Jingsheng asked the patient.

"I have."

He handed the film to Li Jingsheng, quite respectfully.

After taking it, Li Jingsheng glanced at the film; it wasn’t taken at this hospital.

Held it up to the light for a look, it revealed a fracture of the right tibia.

Not too serious.

With his skill, he could easily succeed in manual realignment.

Dr. Chen also moved closer to take a look.

"Dr. Li, can I take on this task?"

He boldly sought an opportunity for hands-on practice.

Dr. Chen, how to put it, besides not having great talent, also tends to love showing off.

This is considered a rather negative personality trait.

"Don’t rush."

Li Jingsheng glanced at him, and from Li Jingsheng’s eyes, Dr. Chen sensed a bit of displeasure, so he quietly stood aside doing his auxiliary work.

"Have you received treatment elsewhere?"

The patient had straps tied around his leg, with two splints in place.

Splints made of Bin tree bark.

In manual bone setting treatment, some traditional Chinese medicine practitioners use this kind of Bin tree bark as splints for treating bone injuries.

The effect is said to be quite good.

"I was treated locally, but it still hurts a lot. I’m afraid this leg will go lame, so I came here after hearing about your skills."

"Better go get a new X-ray to check!"

Li Jingsheng looked carefully at the patient’s leg but didn’t start to untie the splint’s straps.

"Didn’t I already get an X-ray?"

The patient asked, puzzled.

"Sorry, we don’t accept films taken outside the hospital. You’ll need to have another one taken."

Li Jingsheng seldom made such requests to patients.

The feeling this patient gave him was a bit strange, especially with that sense of malice that made him stay vigilant.