Chapter 17 — When I Left The Consultation, The Whole Hospital Was Panic

After taking office. Director Tran acted extremely decisively. He used himself as a negative example. Personally promote the entire reform plan I proposed. Each process. Each clause. Each professional ethical standard. All are strictly enforced. He built a series of new responsibility regulations. Vows to completely eradicate the culture of treating others by looking at others. The same bureaucratic disease has been ingrained in the hospital for many years. Finally back to the place where I belong the most. The battlefield I love the most. Surgery room. Consulting room. Serious illnesses. Life and death battles with death. The name Lam So Ha. Once again becoming a symbol of hope. More and more patients are suffering from rare diseases. More and more cases of the disease have been concluded to be incurable. Come from all over the country. My consultation team. Also became the most elite group in the hospital. Most united. And has the strongest fighting power. In addition to surgical work. I also began to periodically organize medical ethics training sessions for the entire institute. Over and over again. I tell my own story to young doctors. I told them. In this environment full of temptation and pressure. The most valuable thing is not the position. It's not money either. It's conscience. It is the final limit of a physician. The ability to stand by principles even at the cost. My story is included in professional ethics textbooks in many medical universities. In a lecture for medical students nationwide. I said something like this.

“I have never regretted my choice.”

“Because maintaining principles is the soul of a doctor.”

“But I also sincerely hope.”

“In the future.”

“No more doctors will have to pay as high a price as I did for standing up for what is right.”

“I hope for the system we all build today.”

“Will become a solid fulcrum for all honest doctors.”

“Not a cold rock standing in their way.”

Under the auditorium. The applause continued endlessly. The fifty thousand yuan bonus was refunded. I don't keep any money. All were donated anonymously to a fund to support the treatment of serious diseases for poor children. Since that moment. My soul achieved unprecedented peace. Under my efforts. From director Tran. And of many others. The hospital gradually changes. The working environment is increasingly cleaner. More fair. And also more humane. It is gradually becoming the model I always wanted. A truly patient-centered hospital. Take medical ethics as the foundation. Use expertise to make the sharpest sword. It's another sunny morning. I put on my familiar white blouse. Enter the operating room. The light does not light up. White light filled the room. I stood in front of the operating table. The corners of his lips curled slightly into a calm and gentle smile. My path. It's only just begun. I'm not young anymore. Time leaves traces in the corner of the eye. But it also honed me to become more calm and steady than ever. The name Lam So Ha. In the medical world at home and abroad. Has gradually become a legend. Whenever mentioned me. People don't just remember the hands that pulled patients back from death's door countless times. But still remember two words: Principles. Those two words. It's almost been associated with my life. I have been invited many times to attend the world's leading medical conferences. Standing on the biggest podiums. Face-to-face with renowned experts from all over. But the topic I share the most. It's still the story of that year. The story of the time I refused an unreasonable request. A story about the price you have to pay when choosing to protect medical ethics. I tell my colleagues around the world:

“The honor of a physician cannot be trampled.”

“The value of life cannot be exchanged.”

“Medicine is not a tool to serve power.”

“It's not something that can be bought or sold with money.”

Under the auditorium. The applause always rang out for a long time. Chairman Tran has also retired. But before retirement. He has completed an extremely meaningful job. During his years as a member of the Medical Ethics and Complaints Oversight Committee. He worked so conscientiously that he made everyone admire him. He took his own mistakes as lessons. Build a fair and transparent medical dispute resolution model. That model was later learned and applied by many hospitals across the country. It helps countless doctors stay protected. It also helps countless patients be treated more fairly. People's Hospital No. 1 where we work. Also completely changed. Thanks to reforms in professional ethics. Thanks to the transparent monitoring mechanism. Thanks to the perseverance of many generations of medical staff. That place gradually became a model for the whole country. Many excellent doctors from all over actively applied to work. Because they believe that. Expertise will be respected. And conscience will be protected. And Lady Trieu. After the double collapse of family and society. She completely disappeared from public view. No one talks about her anymore as a powerful figure. Her name only appears in training sessions on social ethics. As a warning lesson. Remind everyone that. Regardless of status or money. Power cannot stand above the truth. As for Tran Vu. The boy has grown up every year. And it did not disappoint my expectations. With excellent achievements. He passed the entrance exam to the top medical university in the country. His only goal. Is to become a doctor. A doctor with solid medical skills. Just have steadfast medical ethics. A peaceful afternoon. Gentle sunlight covers the office. I sit at my desk. Rearrange newly received medical records. Suddenly. The computer emits a new message notification sound. It's Tran Vu. I opened the letter. In the attachments section. It is a notice of admission to medical school. As for the content. There is only one sentence.

“Thank you, Miss Lam.”

“I will always remember what you taught me and try to become a light bearer like you.”

I looked at that text for a long time. Then burst out laughing. A very slight smile. Like spring breeze. At that moment. I suddenly understood. What I saved was more than just one life. What I keep. Not just a stopping heart. But also a seed of hope. A small lamp was lit in the darkness. Then from that lamp. There will be more lights another is lit. Descend. From generation to generation. Continue to illuminate the path of physicians. On this vast land. That light will never go out. And last forever.