Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic

Chapter 550: Chapter 252: Finally Got a Patient, But Can’t Take This Case

"Well, there’s no way about it! I have dozens of employees working under me. If we can’t make a few thousand a year, there’s no point."

Li Jingsheng almost popped his eyes out.

"You, you said you make how much a year?"

"At the least, two to three thousand, and at most, I’ve earned over four thousand, almost five thousand a year."

The young man said very frankly.

"I don’t want to be a doctor anymore; I want to follow you and sell goods!"

Li Jingsheng truly envied this young man.

He seemed just about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, very young, yet his annual income was equivalent to what an ordinary person earns in several decades.

"Haha, that won’t do. If doctors change professions, who’s going to treat us when we get sick? Besides, whether you’re doing e-commerce or becoming an influencer selling products, you need luck. When the timing is right, even an ox can fly. Our line of work seems lucrative, but when losses happen, they’re terrifying. You could work hard for ten years, and in just half a year, lose everything and end up deeply in debt."

"Then I better stick to being an honest doctor! At least I have steady food to eat."

Li Jingsheng was only kidding around.

Building rapport with the patient to facilitate follow-up diagnosis and even treatment.

"Does it hurt?"

Li Jingsheng felt the swollen area, on the mid to lower part of the humerus, with a noticeable lump.

By touch, this lump wasn’t a typical hematoma, more like a tumor.

"A bit painful!"

The patient appeared very calm.

With such a high income, it’s baffling as to why he’d come to his small clinic for treatment.

"It seems a bit like a tumor. My clinic’s resources are limited; I suggest you visit a major hospital for further examinations and treatment."

Li Jingsheng advised the patient.

The bone seemed okay to touch, without obvious damage.

However, the lump’s texture was quite hard, with unclear boundaries, and the swollen area’s surface was reddish.

It looked similar to the color of a mosquito bite swelling.

It didn’t seem like a malignant tumor.

But without a pathology test, no one can be sure.

"Can you treat it here? Major hospitals involve all sorts of queues and hospital stays; I really don’t have the time for that. I’ve heard many good things about your clinic, including from two of my employees who’ve been treated here and praised the genuine medications, excellent medical skills, and your responsible patient care. So I trust you; if you can treat it, then do so."

The man spoke sincerely.

"I estimate surgery might be needed. If you wish to have it treated at our clinic, let’s first do an ultrasound to check the situation!"

Li Jingsheng had set up the operating room, although it hadn’t yet opened for business.

This surgery seemed quite major, but his surgical skills weren’t weak now, and his title had advanced to attending physician, qualifying him for the practice.

As long as the patient agreed, he could indeed give it a try.

"Sure! Can we do an ultrasound now? I have no other requirements, just treat me quickly, I don’t mind paying more."

With an annual income of thousands, he truly didn’t care about this money.

"No need to pay extra. If our clinic charged exorbitant fees, our reputation would be ruined. Follow me!"

Li Jingsheng got up and led the man for an examination.

He had now recruited an ’Internal Medicine Director,’ allowing him to take breaks whenever needed.

Which was quite beneficial.

He led the patient to an ultrasound check.

The mass showed low echo, uneven inside, with unclear boundaries.

The volume of this mass was considerable, spindle-shaped.

Length over 75 millimeters, width over 17 millimeters.

Such a large mass couldn’t have formed overnight.

This was indeed neglected by the patient!

Li Jingsheng shook his head silently, diseases aren’t inherently scary, but when faced with someone who doesn’t take them seriously, it’s as if giving them leeway.

They love to linger and grow stronger slowly.

In the end, they’re so strong even the doctors can’t handle them.

"So how’s it look? Just a small issue, right?"

After checking, the patient asked calmly.

If it were anyone else, hearing they had a tumor would already be nerve-wracking.

This young man truly didn’t care much about his body.

"It should be a tumor, hard to say about its nature, but it’s definitely large. This is the scan image; you can have a look."

Li Jingsheng printed out the ultrasound scan.

The report presented was essentially no different from one from a major hospital.

The lesion description was highly professional too.

However, specialties have their advantages; after all, he’s only a part-time medical technician, and his image interpretation skills might not rival those of specialized ultrasound technicians from major hospitals.

They’re doing the same thing day in and day out.

He couldn’t even perform a few ultrasounds a day.

Now that the clinic’s business was improving, he could finally perform several a day.

"How did this thing grow? I’m usually quite careful with my diet, never eating junk food, and my vegetables and fruits are bought by the cook from farmers who grow them. I occasionally drink with friends, but almost never stay up late, smoke, or chew betel nuts. There’s no reason for a tumor to grow! Could it be related to my excessive exercise routine?"

The patient looked at the examination results, trying to find the cause of his illness.

"It shouldn’t be related to exercise. I suggest having the tumor removed and then sending it to a hospital for a pathology test to confirm the cause."

"Can you guys remove it here?"

"We can!"

"Is there a big risk? You won’t mess up my arm, will you?"

"There is definitely risk in surgery, no matter which hospital you go to. But if I’m willing to take on this operation, it means I’m fairly confident. Our small clinic doesn’t have the risk management capability of a hospital."