On his first day reporting for duty in the emergency department of a top-tier provincial hospital, Zhou Ye was branded a “barefoot doctor” and shoved to the very bottom of the pecking order.
Graduates of prestigious universities waited to laugh at him, while patients' families demanded that someone else take over.
He had no System and no cutting-edge technology, only the keen eye, skilled hands, and quick judgment he had honed over twenty years at a rural township clinic.
Others looked at test results first; he looked at the patient. When machines couldn't give him an answer, he searched for the truth with the simplest methods: percussion and palpation.
During a stormy night, the emergency department's imaging equipment suddenly failed, and a multiple-trauma patient was on the verge of death.
As experts argued all around him, Zhou Ye pinpointed the cause from the patient's breath sounds and changes in the jugular veins, then saved a life with one injection.
The doctoral graduate who had mocked him was struck speechless. The stern female director straightened his name badge with her own hands and murmured, “From now on, stand by my side.”
But the next patient brought in by ambulance had completely normal vital signs. Zhou Ye suddenly ordered the team to prepare for resuscitation, because he had seen this kind of “normal” once before, twenty years ago...
