If geriatric was the most depressing department, the pediatric department was considered the most hellish. There was nothing worse than dealing with spoiled children and overprotective parents.
The general public already had trust issues when it came to doctors, but parents were ten times worse. It was good to be prepared and question doctors. But it was also better to trust people who spend years studying the topic than a week worth of research on the internet forum.
"The bigger family is the worst," the doctor complained. "They came in the other day with the uncles, aunts, grandparents, and relatives from all parts of the city just to question me about every single medicine. It's like they enjoy pretending to know more about medicine than us."
"Well, better than the family I have to deal with. They are constantly complaining that their child needs to have a private room."
"It's like that with everyone. Hopefully, now that they are allowed to have another child, they won't spoil their kids so much."
All the doctors agreed. They weren't kidding when they said all the kids were spoiled. It was just the result of the one-child policy. The parents placed all their hopes and dreams on one kid, resulting in spoiled behaviors and zero accountability.
Li Yun wondered why he wasn't spoiled being the only boy in the family. His mother was always screaming at him for watching too much television or playing pranks on the other kids. He shrugged away the memories and continued walking down the hallway of the pediatric department.
Unlike most residents, Li Yun didn't have problems with rotating into different departments, but he felt bored most of the time dealing with endless reports and tests. He would rather be in the ER, so whether it was pediatrics, or cardiology, it all felt like hell.
"You're really not suited for anywhere except for the ER," Chief Gao once commented.
Not gaining any action points was painful. Fortunately, with line detection, Li Yun could use it to understand kids better. If anyone had ever studied mien shiang, one would know that it was not proper to perform mien shiang on kids.
Kids were still developing their personality and their facial features were still developing. While the basic properties were inherited like hair and eye color, it did not mean the child would become like the parent. Like the idea of gene expression, just because someone inherited cancerous genes, it did not mean that a person would develop cancer. Under the right lifestyle, the gene would not trigger.
The same was true for faces and personality. The parents give the children the different types of canyons, but how they want to paint the picture depends on their lifestyles, environment, and choices. Identical twins don't always look alike.
That was why it was important to give kids encouragement. It might be okay to tell a child that their face looks like someone who will become a great artist. If the child trusts the person who compliments them, they would believe it and become one. It was a self-fulfilling prophecy. Likewise, it was not good to tell a child that they have the face of a criminal, because the child may grow up to become one.
Li Yun filled out some paperwork as the attending talked to a couple about their daughter. Their daughter, Yaya, was thirteen, and had been experiencing chronic stomach aches for several months. Other than anxiety from school, the doctor was not able to find anything wrong with her.
"The blood tests are back, we can rule out stomach ulcers, iron and folic acid deficiency," the attending said. "I can prescribe you antacid. You can schedule another appointment if the problem persists. Take regular pain medicine in moderation."
Unfortunately, there was a limit to what western doctors could do. Although antacids and medicine could suppress some of the pain, it couldn't heal the root of the problem. Almost every single type of chronic illness was incurable.
If the family went to a TCM doctor, they would most likely be able to diagnose her with liver-stomach qi stagnation and provide her with Bupleurum Liver-Soothing Powder and Left Metal Pill. While it may ease the pain, if the root cause came from an ongoing emotional stress, she would suffer the pain again in the future.
The couple looked at each other, and then at their daughter. They only have one daughter, and it was worrying them to see her in so much pain almost every day.
"I have seen cases like this in many people," said the attending. "The majority of the time, it will go away on it's own. What grade is she in?"
"The 7th grade," the mother responded.
The attending nodded. "My daughter is just a year older then. What's your favorite subject?"
"Our daughter does very well in school," the mother responded.
While the doctor spoke to the family, Li Yun wanted to test line detection on Yaya. He had used it on people without visible wrinkles, but he wondered if it worked with children.
Li Yun concentrated on the area near the tear-duct of the eyes, the lost love line. In an elderly person, it was easy to see the lost love line, but in a child, it was non-existent. Li Yun wanted to check if it was possible to detect the lines in a child.
There were many types of lines on a person's face. For lines such as the worry lines or the resentment lines, he could easily guess it even without looking.
There were three things that came up for the lost love line.
Dancing 23%
Grandma 10%
Best Friend 9%
It was important to recognize that lost love wasn't just a person, but something that a person had lost that caused some emotional trauma.
"Do you used to dance?" Li Yun suddenly asked.
The family members were all surprised and looked at the resident next to the doctor.
"Ah, yes, my daughter used to take ballet, but we decided it was too much for her," the mother said.
Li Yun looked at Yaya straight in the eyes, but after her mother answered, she looked sideways.
"Dancing is therapeutic and good for the body," said Li Yun. "Since she has been dancing for a while, to make her stop, her body might not adjust well to it."
Her father nodded. "Ah, you're right, her stomach did start around the time after we made her quit."
The mother glared at the father. He wasn't meant to say it, but Yaya seemed to perk up after listening to Li Yun.
"Are you suggesting we let her do ballet again?" asked the mother in a strict tone. She didn't want her daughter to dance again.
It was likely that Yaya wanted to be a dancer in the future, but her parents wanted her to focus on school, and to consider a more stable career path. They didn't realize how important dancing was to Yaya and taking away her dream was going to leave a permanent scar in her heart.
"That's for you to decide with your daughter," Li Yun responded. He couldn't blame them, if he told his mother that he wanted to be a dancer instead of a surgeon, she would nag until his ears fell off.
Li Yun excused himself as his pager beeped, and ran off to the ER. Doctor Hao was paging him to take the lead in an appendectomy.
Spoiler: just a few more chapters.