Surgeons (外科风云)

It's hard to be a doctor in China.

It's even all the more difficult to be a good doctor.

Come with me to America. I'll arrange everything for you.

Study for a license or switch over to pharmaceuticals.

No matter what you do, you'll be better at it than me.

I believe you're capable.

I'm not interested in pharmaceuticals.

As for being a doctor...

It's not easy to study for a medical license again at this age.

Then take a look at the position you're in now.

Yang Fan is director as well as chief of Thoracic Surgery.

Director Fu only protected your right to work.

You don't have your title or any managerial rights.

How will you continue with your job?

If you make one more mistake, Yang Fan could kick you out of Renhe.

Any credit for any of your achievements will only go to Chief Yang.

My one-month suspension allowed me to realize one thing.

I really do like being a doctor at Renhe.

Make me work a month

and no matter how exhausting, I wouldn't feel resentful.

Make me take a break at home for a month

and I feel like I've been confined for the month.

I'd rather they lock me up at Renhe than force me to go home.

Doesn't that sound so shameless?

How come you've turned out this way?

You weren't like this in the past.

In the past, when I felt wronged, I would jump up

take off my name tag, and throw it at Yang Fan.

But now, I won't.

I can't bear to.

My chance to continue staying at Renhe

was gained at the cost of Director Fu's reputation.

It was not easily obtained.

I am very content with what I have.

What are you so reluctant to leave behind?

The sense of achievement or joy in being a doctor?

You can still get those elsewhere.

I can't.

This feeling is like love.

You love someone. They won't be perfect.

But if you can't even tolerate just a little imperfection

and give up on them easily

then it isn't true love.

It's like you and me now.

I've already lost a loved one.

I can't lose my most beloved career.

At the time, my mother said

when she went to the pharmacy

lidocaine was clearly written on the dispensing log.

However, after the incident

the dispensing log retrieved from the investigative team

was not the one she signed.

Instead, it was one that was forged. Penicillin was written on there.

Supervision was not as strict back then.

Nurses copied doctor's prescriptions by hand to go retrieve medication.

It's possible your mother had a slip of the tongue or slip of the hand.

I know mothers are perfect in their son's eyes.

You certainly wouldn't be willing to concede that she made a mistake.

However, you were still young then, and so many years have passed now.

Things that are difficult to face

would unwittingly be erased from your mind

until they fit into your version of events.

You are now a medical expert.

You must have some understanding of psychology.

This sort of situation is commonly seen.

I know my mother's character.

If she really made this mistake, she would definitely admit to it.

But, this isn't a question of morality. Instead, it is a question of logic.

Because the result of appealing was far worse than admitting to it.

Why would she brave the risk of losing a secure life

to request a reinvestigation?

You worked with my mother for many years. You knew her well.

Answer my question.

Her mental state was very chaotic.

You cannot apply the logic of normal people to understand her.

I am sorry.

I cannot answer your question.

Then I'll ask you in a different way.

Someone mentioned that they saw with their own eyes

what my mother retrieved from the pharmacy was a liquid dose

not a powder dose.

How can you explain that?

Who is it?

Who is this person you speak of?

You don't need to know who it is.

But you know whether what I said is the truth.

Are you making an accusation against me?

- Are you saying I framed your mother? - Not just you.

There is also the one backing you.

During Lu Zhong He's treatment

I was the attending physician; there was nobody backing me.

If I remember correctly

Xiu Min Qi was chief of Renhe's Thoracic Surgery at the time.

He was your superior.

Zhuang Shu.

I can understand that you think I hold some responsibility.

I was Lu Zhong He's attending physician after all.

But why must you drag Sir Xiu into this matter?

I issued the prescription. Sir Xiu only signed off on it as usual.

Although he participated in resuscitation efforts

he had nothing to do with this matter.

Who issued the prescription?

Who discovered Lu Zhong He's rare lidocaine allergy?

Who pointed out that this allergy was extremely similar to a penicillin allergy

mixed the two together, and fooled everybody?

And who forged the pharmacy's dispensing log

deceiving the investigative team and framing my mother?

I will get to the bottom of this.

But before that

I hope you all can face your consciences and stand out

just as you did for this lung transplant surgery

and face yourselves honorably.

Zhuang Shu, you've gone too far.

You have no evidence.

You're accusing me and Sir Xiu

only by relying on your affections for your mother.

I'll tell you this.

All the answers are locked in the National Health Commission's archives.

If necessary, I can step forth and obtain the records.

You can verify the information.

Please leave.

Hello? What time are you coming back today?

Me? I'm not coming back for dinner today.

What?

Didn't I tell you to tell Yang Yu to come over for hotpot?

I already told Zhuang Shu. I've even bought ingredients.

I already got a three-way valve and said I would install it.

Do you think I can cancel?

Why didn't you say so earlier?

I'd forgotten. I only remembered when Yang Yu reminded me.

Isn't this perfect? We won't intrude on you and Zhuang Shu's intimate talks.

We see each other every day. What intimate talks?

Fine, all right. Your mother-in-law's water pipes are important. Go on then.

Enjoy your private time together.

Chen Shao Cong is going to Yang Yu's house to fix water pipes.

He's not eating with us.

It'll just be the two of us. I'll buy less food. What do you want to eat?

Or why don't you give me a call back?

Zhuang Shu?

Zhuang Shu, are you back?

I'm back.

Are you okay?

I'm a bit tired and want to sleep early.

Did you get caught in the rain?

I saw your clothes are wet.

Why don't you have an umbrella in your car?

Do you have a fever?

Probably not. I just have some chills.

That's a prelude to a fever.

I'm fine. I don't have a fever.

Your temperature isn't low. Did you check?

I'm fine.

Let me sleep.

All right, sleep well. I won't bother you.

How come you came in?

Did you sweat?

Do you have a fever?

Why didn't you call for me?

It'd be even easier to catch a cold after you sweat.

- I got it. - Turn back around.

You're the landlord, but you can't just walk into a man's room so casually.

Man or woman? You're a patient right now.

I've been a doctor for over 10 years. What haven't I seen before?

That's work. This is at home.

No matter where, you're still a person. It's all the same if you're sick.

What do you say, patient?

Let me put that on.

It's wet. Change to another one.

Are you afraid I'd cop a feel?

You have so little confidence in my medical ethics?

I have confidence in Dr. Lu.

I don't have confidence in myself.

See? Now you're speaking the truth.

- What's this? - Sugar and salt water.

- Do I have to drink it? - You have to drink it.

I used to tell patients how good this is for them

but now that I have to drink it, it's really hard to swallow.

You only have yourself to blame.

I looked at today's weather report.

Only the eastern suburbs had rainstorms. You went there?

It's time for my car to get serviced.

I went to a rental car company.

Weren't you going to see an old friend, one you hadn't seen in a long time?

I went after I took care of business.

Your answers are a little disorganized.

Actually, you could have visited Dr. Fu if you went to the eastern suburbs.

His convalescent home is in that area.

Maybe after some time. He's recuperating right now.

I'll go with you later.

I'm leaving the thermometer with you.

If you feel unwell, just call me. I'm on-call tonight.

Dr. Lu on a late-night house call. Thank you for your trouble.

Dr. Zhuang, I've requested leave from Thoracic department for you.

Rest well. Don't let it turn into pneumonia.

I made congee with preserved egg.

Eat a few bites even if you have no appetite.

You're already a a middle-aged man. Treat yourself better.

[Name: Qi Xu, Age: 34 days, Sex: Male]

You're quite strong.

Dr. Lu.