Chapter 1110

"What tests does the patient have?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Head and chest CT, abdominal B-ultrasound, X-rays of both lower limbs." Yuan Li subconsciously replied that as soon as he spoke, he regretted it.

Is he the chief inpatient of Haicheng first hospital?

no

If not, why should I answer his questions? But Yuan Li saw Zheng Ren's face dignified and did not cause trouble. Numerous previous cases told Yuan Li that it was best not to question boss Zheng's diagnosis.

Moreover, if the patient really has something to do, he will be sent to other hospitals according to his own judgment. If something happens on the way, he will still be the one who is entangled, complained, even threatened and scolded by the patient's family.

Just then, the doctor in the B-ultrasound room pushed the bedside and the B-ultrasound came in breathlessly.

After tossing around all night, only this point can make it possible to have a good sleep. If you encounter a doctor who has trouble falling asleep, I'm afraid you can't sleep well all night.

People in their 30s and 40s don't sleep all night, which is very harmful to their health.

After she came in, she saw Zheng Ren, rubbed her eyes and said in surprise, "President Zheng? Didn't you go to the imperial capital?"

"Come back and see the director." As Zheng Ren spoke, he pulled the bedside B-ultrasound machine over, opened the machine, coated the coupling agent on the patient's abdomen and began to do B-ultrasound examination.

"Boss Zheng, can you even do this?"

"Slightly understand."

"...." President Wang said in his heart, knowing a little about wool! P-J syndrome is slightly understood, and bedside B-ultrasound is also slightly understood!

Is there anything else you don't understand?

"President Zheng, I've seen the stomach. There is no effusion in the abdominal cavity, and there is no subcapsular hematoma in the substantive organs. Delayed bleeding is not considered." The doctor in the B-ultrasound room whispered.

The patient's family members have come in, so we should be careful when communicating.

"Consider abdominal aorta and thoracic aorta combined with dissecting aneurysm." Zheng Rendao, then the B-ultrasound probe pressed on the patient's stomach and began to look carefully.

President Zheng is still as awesome as ever. The doctors in the B-ultrasound room lamented. Bedside B-ultrasound has a very low resolution. It's enough to see it. As for more, I really can't see.

The patient's family members looked confused and looked at so many doctors in the rescue room. There was a tense atmosphere in the air. Didn't Dr. yuan say it was okay? What's the matter?

Soon, Zheng Ren put the probe back and greeted yuan Lidao: "explain the condition to the patient's family members, diagnose the main thoracic and abdominal aortic dissection. Contact ICU and send it immediately to control blood pressure, analgesic treatment, and other operations."

Then he turned back and asked President Wang, "is there anyone else to make a support after I left?"

President Wang shook his head in confusion.

Zheng Ren guessed this. Unfortunately, when he came back in a hurry, Feng Xuhui didn't follow with the big and exaggerated trolley box.

I don't feel anything when I have him. Once I need to use it, but I don't have consumables, I feel the importance of Feng Xuhui.

Zheng Ren had no good idea. He picked up his mobile phone, took a look at the time, hesitated a little, and still called out.

"Hello, director Wang."

"Well, I'm Zheng Ren. Do you have an aortic stent?"

"Please help me deliver it. I have an emergency."

"It's not the imperial capital, it's the first municipal hospital. Uh huh, I came back to see the old director. I didn't happen to meet a patient. Please, I'm worried. You should hurry as soon as possible."

With that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

"Boss Zheng, who are you calling?" Wang always has some doubts.

"Wang Qiang, director of the intervention Department of the second hospital." Zheng Rendao.

Nima... President Wang scolded in his heart. Calling directors of other hospitals is the same as calling their own doctors.

President Zheng is really speechless. Besides, it's five o'clock in the morning. Let someone directly deliver the support... How much face does it cost?

But boss Zheng said he wanted a support. It was so simple and direct that he didn't even say a little polite.

Really special!

People can't compare with each other. If you compare, you'll be angry to death.

Yuan Li sat in the wax. All the previous explanations were returned to zero, and he had to explain to his family again. Explain what? What's wrong with your diagnosis? He scolded in his heart, and then he was a little confused.

How does Zheng always know there is a sandwich?

To tell the truth, he didn't hate Zheng Ren. Although this kind of thing hit his face, it was also life-saving. Between life and face, how to choose is good to judge.

If you want to hate, you can only hate your bad luck. It's just a fracture. How can there be interlayer?

To say that this disease is rare. It's rare. The whole emergency department has to meet 3 or 5 in a year. Every doctor in the emergency department is like a big enemy to mezzanine, but he can't predict it in advance.

You can't see every patient. You have to do vascular CTA. In that case, who can stand a big hat of excessive medical treatment?

However, it is difficult to make a clear diagnosis, so every doctor in the emergency department is cautious and walking on thin ice.

Once upon a time, there was a patient with a simple rib fracture in the chest department. After he was admitted to the hospital, he was like a good man and walked around after dripping. Suddenly he died directly the next day, and things were very big.

The patient's family refused to take the body away and asked the hospital to explain.

In fact, no one can stand this kind of thing. A good person dies like this without any buffer. How can you accept it?

But doctors can't help it. They can't have a full set of tests for all patients when they are admitted to the hospital.

This kind of thing depends on your life.

His life seems to be good. One foot has stepped out of the cliff and was pulled back by Zheng Zongsheng. Yuan Li thought while explaining to the patient's family.

During the operation, I went to have a look. If it was true, it was a holiday in the past... MD, there was no good in others' eyelids. Yuan Li sighed.

This is not president Zheng of last year. In half a year, Jackie Chan has soared for nine days. Come back and "simply" save yourself and the patient's life. It is estimated that President Zheng will not remember it in a day or two.

Man, it's really different.

Zheng Ren doesn't know Yuan Li's inner entanglement. He and President Wang go back. The surgical patient has been sent up. If you don't hurry back, the patient will be very afraid lying on the operating table.

"Boss Zheng, is the diagnosis accurate?" Mr. Wang asked. Up to now, he still doesn't dare to believe Zheng Ren's diagnosis, but he can't question it.

"Huh?" Zheng renleng.

President Wang glanced at Zheng Ren and didn't know why he was stunned.

"Diagnostics?"

"Yes."

"Didn't you do B-ultrasound? The blood flow in the interlayer is very obvious. Didn't you notice?"

"..." President Wang finally knows why boss Zheng is confused.

"Oh, you're a general practitioner. The diagnosis is clear. It's dissection. The stent is sent for surgery. Just send it to the orthopaedics department for the treatment of osteofascial compartment syndrome." Zheng Ren said lightly.

President Wang's tears flowed into a river.