The patient was satisfied, having witnessed Liu Banxia's suturing skills. Wang Ying also felt relieved and walked out with the patient.
Just as they stepped outside, she saw Qi Wentai coming out of Treatment Room One.
"Qi, Banxia's suturing skills are really good." After saying that, Wang Ying walked away.
Qi Wentai was stunned and also quite frustrated.
He also hadn't expected Liu Banxia to have another trick up his sleeve; he had also mastered plastic surgery suturing techniques. However, considering the time he took to treat each patient, his technique was still very rough, far worse than his own.
Realizing this point, Qi Wentai felt somewhat comforted.
"Dandan, tell the triage desk to send anyone who comes directly here," Liu Banxia said smugly.
"Mm-hmm," Xu Dan nodded happily.
Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth. After these two cases, Liu Banxia was feeling extremely confident and strong.
When he first began suturing, he was admittedly quite slow, but as he continued, the last couple of stitches went in much faster.
He had truly understood: trust the system, learn the medical skills. He needed to work hard at receiving… treating patients, to strengthen himself.
And the result of this? The momentum became unstoppable.
On one hand, Zhou Li intentionally favored him. Even if Xu Dan didn't notify the triage desk, she would still do her best to assign patients to Banxia.
As he treated more and more patients, his proficiency in changing dressings and suturing also increased significantly, and his speed naturally grew faster as well.
Eventually, a queue formed spontaneously at the door of Treatment Room Two.
The quick turnover of patients in Treatment Room Two, and the fact that every patient came out smiling, caught the attention of the other patients in the waiting hall.
Upon inquiry, they found out: the doctor in that room was very skilled, dressing changes were painless, suturing was fast, and his technique was very experienced. What more could be said? He was the one.
A queue? That was nothing. Hadn't they seen how quickly people went in and out? No problem at all.
The emergency department director, Qin Hai, was already used to the usual hustle and bustle of the emergency room; such departments were always like this.
However, he felt that today's situation was somewhat abnormal; the noise seemed to last longer than usual. Could it be that a patient's family was causing trouble again?
Just as he stepped out of his office, Qin Hai frowned.
The waiting hall was nearly empty, but a queue had formed in front of Treatment Room Two.
"Wang Ying, what's going on? Who's here?" Qin Hai asked, puzzled, as he walked over.
"Director, it's Liu Banxia. So far, he's done four regular sutures, two plastic sutures, and sixteen dressing changes. It hasn't even been three hours, and one of the sutures was on a six-year-old child," Wang Ying reported.
Qin Hai's face immediately darkened.
He knew that even he would find it difficult to treat so many patients in such a short time.
Especially when children were involved, it was even more troublesome. They were afraid of pain and very scared of doctors, so they wouldn't cooperate with treatment like adults.
"Hmm… make sure to pay attention to the other doctors' patient consultations as well."
Qin Hai hummed, then walked into his office with his hands behind his back, shooting Qi Wentai a meaningful glance as he did.
He didn't think Liu Banxia was trying to work hard and perform well. In his eyes, this was a provocation, a blatant one at that. Why? Because yesterday, he had taken the appendectomy that Liu Banxia was supposed to perform. Was he trying to challenge him? We'll see. He could still handle this young calf.
"Dr. Liu is really great; I wish I could stay with Dr. Liu a bit longer."
At that moment, a patient walked out.
"Brother Zhou, take care, and don't forget my instructions. Try to smoke less; it affects wound healing," Liu Banxia called out.
The next patient in line, cradling his left hand, cheerfully squeezed into the room. In just seven or eight minutes, the patient walked out quite jauntily, the smile on his face as radiant as when he went in.
That's it? Qi Wentai found it hard to believe. Cleaning the wound should take about five minutes, right? Waiting for the anesthetic to take effect, another two or three minutes? Suturing and bandaging should take about ten minutes. I just glanced; the wound on the wrist wasn't very long, but it would still need at least two stitches. How could it be over so quickly?
At this moment, the remaining two patients walked in together. As the door was closing, Qi Wentai gently propped it open a crack with his foot.
"Uh… it's not an external injury, is it?" Liu Banxia asked in surprise, looking at the swollen ankle of the young boy who had come in.
"Doctor, they say your diagnoses are accurate and painless. Please take a look at my child. He twisted his ankle while roller skating," said Wang Lishan, the boy's father, with an appeasing smile.
"Alright then. Twisted your ankle? Come, let me take a look." After changing his gloves, Liu Banxia gently touched the boy's swollen ankle a few times.
"It should be nothing serious, but for your peace of mind, let's get an X-ray later. At home, apply an ice pack, and then a warm compress after 24 hours," Liu Banxia said.
"See, I told you it was nothing! We really had to come to the hospital. The money for the X-ray would be better spent on me," the boy said impatiently.
"Mingxing, what nonsense are you talking? Doctor, please don't mind him," Wang Lishan quickly said with an appeasing smile.
Could one afford to offend a doctor? A visit might cost tens, or hundreds, or even thousands.
However, Liu Banxia frowned, because he noticed a slight jaundice in the boy's eyes. If it were any other time, he wouldn't have noticed, but today was different.
He was no longer the rookie from yesterday. His sense of touch had improved. Just now, he'd felt that something was off about the skin on the boy's legs; it lacked the elasticity typical of adolescents.
"Have you felt unwell anywhere else recently?" Liu Banxia asked, trying his best to sound kind.
However, this tone sounded a bit strange to Wang Lishan's ears. Wasn't this how the doctor had sounded when he took his wife for treatment? And then they did a bunch of tests? In the end, his wife still passed away.
"I don't feel unwell anywhere. Hmm… well, a few days ago during PE class, I pulled something, and my back has been having this dull ache," Wang Mingxing said after thinking for a moment, patting his lower back.
To confirm, Liu Banxia pinched Wang Mingxing's leg again. "What about your diet? Are you on a diet? Your legs are quite thin."
"Haha, Doctor, I lose my appetite when it gets hot. I lost about ten pounds in less than a month. No diet works as well as this," Wang Mingxing said with a laugh, a hint of pride in his voice.
"Yes, Doctor, the child really hasn't been eating much lately. This morning, he only drank a carton of milk," Wang Lishan added.
"I think it started when his mother passed away from breast cancer the year before last. He became rebellious around that time too, and wouldn't listen to anything I said."
Wang Mingxing said nothing, looking down and fiddling with his phone.
Liu Banxia took off his gloves. "Brother Wang, for now, the sprained ankle can be managed as I said. However, I noticed something: the boy has slight jaundice, loss of appetite, and significant recent weight loss. Moreover, there's a history of cancer in your family."
"Doctor, is it serious?" Wang Lishan's voice rose sharply.
"Don't worry just yet. Currently, I only suspect there might be some issue with his liver and gallbladder. He's been fasting for over four hours, so let's do it all at once. I'll order an enhanced abdominal CT for you; otherwise, some small liver lesions might not be visible. We'll also do a blood test to check thoroughly," Liu Banxia said with a smile.
"If there's nothing wrong, that would be best. If there is an issue, we can intervene early. The boy is really quite thin now, which might also be why his stamina has decreased, making him prone to sports injuries."
"Okay, I'll go pay now," Wang Lishan nodded hastily.
"Dandan, please take Brother Wang," Liu Banxia said.
DING! +10 experience points gained, +5 proficiency in diagnostic skills.
Mission Released: Wang Mingxing's Eyes
Open Mission: Patient Wang Mingxing is suspected of having an underlying medical condition. The host is to make a judgment. Mission rewards will be distributed according to the diagnostic results.
Although it was a new type of mission, Liu Banxia didn't pay it much mind.
This morning had been quite fruitful; his proficiency in both dressing changes and suturing had improved considerably. He could truly call himself the "wound-cleaning prince" now.
He was in a great mood, so pleased he even crossed his legs and hummed an off-key tune.
Qi Wentai, eavesdropping through the crack in the door, shot a disdainful look before returning to Treatment Room One.
What nonsense is this? I saw the kid just now; his eyes were indeed slightly jaundiced, but it was minor. What kind of lifestyle do young people have these days? Staying up late, playing games, smoking, drinking—all these could cause it. The kid is thin? Which kid isn't a picky eater nowadays? To look cool in front of girls, nobody wants a potbelly. Just listen to the kid's nonsense. Can you even believe what a child says? It's all for the commission, isn't it? The kid sprained his ankle a few minutes ago, and you order an enhanced abdominal CT. Quack!
Thinking this, Qi Wentai shook his head, then frowned, a slight smile playing on his lips as a plan formed in his mind.
Walking out with his son, Wang Lishan frowned slightly. Was I just duped? But then he thought about Liu Banxia's words and decided not to dwell on it.
It's just spending a little money for some peace of mind.