Chapter 2038: The Bloody History of Medicine
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“This isn’t a problem either,” Liu Rui said.
“But since we’re dealing with two departments, it might take a while to gather everything.”
“No rush. Help me check on that first, and we’ll head back to the ward. Once you’ve compiled everything, just give us a call.”
“No problem.”
After a brief conversation, Lin Yi and Zhang Peng left Liu Rui’s office.
However, instead of returning to the ward, they went to the stairwell.
“Brother Lin, what do you think about this situation?” Zhang Peng asked.
“On the surface, it doesn’t seem like there’s any problem, but we still need to investigate thoroughly to gather strong evidence for the case.”
“Let’s consider a hypothesis,” Zhang Peng said, lighting a cigarette and taking a serious tone.
“If we assume that the deceased was indeed killed, where should we start the investigation?”
“I already instructed them to check the ICU duty roster.”
“Is checking the ICU duty roster enough? Shouldn’t we also look into the people who were involved in the surgery? What if something went wrong during the operation?”
Lin Yi chuckled and looked at Zhang Peng.
“Do you know the history of Western medicine?”
“Uh… I barely passed history class, and now you’re asking me about the history of Western medicine? That’s out of my league.”
“Let me tell you, the history of Western medicine is a dark and bloody one,” Lin Yi explained.
“In the early days of Western medicine, many people died because they were used in clinical experiments.”
Zhang Peng shuddered, feeling a chill run down his spine.
Anyone with a curious mind might have wondered, how do hospitals know they can perform any given surgery?
How do they know which organs can be removed and which cannot?
And how do they know what complications might arise after surgery?
After hearing Lin Yi’s explanation, Zhang Peng understood. These were learned through human experimentation.
“Actually, the reason I’m telling you this is to convey that once a doctor qualifies to perform surgery, they’ve essentially been given a license to kill. Even if someone dies, it’s not the hospital’s responsibility because the patient signed the consent form,” Lin Yi continued.
“During surgery, especially in cases as severe as this, any small error could cost the patient their life, and such errors might not be detectable in reports, nor could anyone testify to them. So, it’s almost impossible to investigate. Even if it was due to surgical malpractice, it would just be bad luck for the patient. Do you understand?”
Huff…
Zhang Peng took a deep breath, realizing just how little he knew about the darker aspects of society.
“So, right now, all we can do is investigate the ICU staff on duty that day, correct?”
Lin Yi paused for a moment. “There are other investigative avenues. We could discuss with the family whether they’re willing to have an autopsy performed. That’s the most straightforward method, but it needs to be done quickly. If we wait too long, the autopsy won’t be as effective.”
“Alright, I’ll have Zixin handle that conversation.”
“I’ll leave things here to you. Once the pathology report on the deceased comes out, take a picture of it and send it to me.”
“No problem.”
After assigning tasks to Zhang Peng, Lin Yi left the hospital, planning to deal with the issue surrounding Bai Yongshou.
Lin Yi wasn’t a workaholic, but given the nature of the system he was dealing with, handling tasks at the precinct increased the chances of triggering system missions and related clues, so he had no choice but to stay busy.
Lin Yi sighed and muttered to himself,
“I never thought I’d end up as a 996 wage slave.”
Ring, ring, ring!
Just as Lin Yi was driving to deal with Bai Yongshou, his phone which was on the passenger seat started ringing. It was a call from Yan Ci.
Lin Yi guessed that Yan Ci was calling about her aunt’s situation, so he answered immediately.
“Are you busy?”
“I just finished what I was working on. What’s up? Are you running into any trouble?”
“Not exactly trouble,” Yan Ci replied.
“It’s just that we’ve been running around all morning doing various tests, and they haven’t found anything conclusive. I’m starting to doubt their competence, so I called you.”
“Don’t worry, it’s fine,” Lin Yi reassured her.
“What’s the name of the doctor?”
“His name is Ma Xiaoguang.”
“Ma Xiaoguang?”
Lin Yi mumbled, trying to recall if he knew anyone by that name in the cardiology department.
“Which department did you go to?”