Chapter 2485

I don't know when the sound of a flat car came from the corridor, interrupting Zheng Ren's thinking.

Tang Haitao shouted slightly, "security guard! Security guard!!"

Zheng Ren was stunned. He quickly stood up and strode out.

"Boss, why don't you mind your own business." Su Yun followed and sneered.

But Zheng Ren didn't speak. He frowned and saw a man holding a knife with blood on it. He carried a man on his back, could not see his face, and his hands were dripping with blood.

Now public security is getting better and better, and the underworld has gradually become a legend. What's the situation? Zheng renleng. Come to the hospital with a knife in hand

"Doctor, it's not me, it's her! It's her!" The man behind his back shouted, motioning not to misunderstand, "help!"

He shouted in a hurry. Zheng Ren's first feeling was that the man didn't realize that he was still holding a knife in his hand.

Not many people come to the hospital with knives.

When it was early, the two groups fought. After fighting on the roadside, they got together in the hospital and had another fight. The medical staff basically cleaned up the mess after the two groups finished fighting. Who dares to rush up.

"Put the knife down first!" Although Tang Haitao was timid, he still carried a bench to defend himself and said nervously.

"Er..." the man was stunned. He immediately threw the knife to the ground and said anxiously with the patient on his back: "help!"

Zheng Ren strode forward, pulled over a flat car and said in a deep voice, "put it on the flat car."

Then he looked back at the nurse, "take your blood pressure."

Zheng Ren thought it was a suicide patient, but he didn't expect the man to put the patient on the flat car. The system panel was red with blood, which clearly marked the disease diagnosis - intracerebral hemorrhage.

This is a little strange, but the disease of intracerebral hemorrhage is really not fun. Zheng Ren flattened the patient, turned her eyelids, saw that the left pupil was dilated, and called Tang Haitao.

There was no nonsense. A small flashlight came out of his pocket. Zheng Ren took a look at the pupil's reflection of light.

Sure enough, the pig hoof once again proved its accuracy.

"Er..." Tang Haitao was also stunned. Is this domestic violence? What heavy object was used to hit the head, causing craniocerebral injury?

He pulled Zheng Ren's white clothes. Zheng Ren turned back and said, "skull CT, right away. Send it to neurosurgery after finishing!"

Tang Haitao was stunned. Although he didn't understand what boss Zheng said, he still went to write out the list immediately.

The patient's blood pressure was 180 / 100mmhg. After intravenous administration of a small amount of antihypertensive drugs to control blood pressure, he was sent to the CT room for examination.

No matter how the patient is injured, it is absolutely impossible and impossible to send him directly to neurosurgery.

Without plain CT scan of the head, neurosurgery can't even open the skull. The surgical field of neurosurgery is quite small. It's a thousand miles away. No matter how urgent it is, we have to do a CT, otherwise it will take more time.

Sometimes the patient's family members do not understand and think that doing CT delays the treatment. Fortunately, the man in front of him was already confused. What the doctor said was what he did not have his own opinion.

Watching the flat car roar away, Tang Haitao carefully took a piece of gauze and put away the bloody knife.

"Did you call the police?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, this is a murder weapon. I have to keep it." Tang Haitao's voice trembled, but he insisted.

"What do you want the police to do? The patient's initial consideration is self mutilation." Su Yun said that he saw his boss stunned and turned back to the house. He didn't explain in detail and followed him back.

Self mutilation? No one cuts his fingers. Fingers connected to heart, but not fatal. If it weren't for cruel torture, how could this happen.

Tang Haitao did not believe it, but he was also witty and did not refute it.

It is said that boss Zheng is the chief inpatient of the emergency department in Haicheng and has deep feelings for the emergency department.

After he came to 912, he often ran to the emergency department. As a result, Zhou Litao, the last general manager of hospitalization, received great benefits. There was not only a top SCI paper, but also national scientific research in theory.

It is said that boss Zheng is a prosperous person, but it is really prosperous. Tang Haitao's envious eyes are blue. Offend boss Zheng? Tang Haitao has nothing wrong with his mind. He will never do such a stupid thing.

Just now, Brother Yun was just talking nonsense. He just didn't hear it. There's no need to argue. People, sometimes they still have to pretend to be confused.

Soon, the police came, took away the "murder weapon" and went to neurosurgery. Tang Haitao followed him to identify the murderer.

With the police around, Tang Haitao's courage strengthened a lot, but his voice was still a little Niang.

But soon, he came back like a defeated rooster. Back in the emergency department, he went straight into Cui Lao's office.

"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun." He said in a slightly feminine voice.

"What?" Zheng Ren looked at the medical record in his hand and seemed to be thinking about something. Without raising his head, he asked softly.

Su Yun's hands click around on the mobile phone screen, like chatting with someone.

"The patient said yes..."

"Bleeding? Haven't you seen it?" Su Yun's disdainful words came, and his black hair floated in front of his forehead, like echoing.

"..." Tang Haitao was really stunned this time.

"It's normal. It's like the last time a child had hand allergies. President Tang immediately saw that he was playing Snoopy. I knew it once. It's normal not to have seen it and don't understand it." Zheng Ren smiles to help Tang Haitao out.

"I didn't know about Snoopy." Su Yun asked with his head down.

"When Chang Yue had anaphylactic shock, you looked at Chang Yue in the emergency room."

Su Yun was dumb. It was a scar. If it weren't for what his boss said, who said he was anxious with who.

"Boss Zheng, Brother Yun, how did you two see it?" Tang Haitao asked for advice with an open mind.

"I don't see any trauma in the head. There must be a reason for intracranial hemorrhage. Depending on the patient's situation, I highly suspect that it is hypertension, dizziness and brain swelling, and then I'm at home with some bleeding therapy."

"Is it the bleeding of traditional Chinese medicine?" Tang Haitao asked.

"No." Zheng Rendao said, "traditional Chinese medicine still needs syndrome differentiation, which is different from the bloodletting therapy of Western medicine. The patient's situation is like a..."

"It's just that people who don't know anything and know that bloodletting therapy is very useful. Traditional Chinese medicine doesn't have a pulse and doesn't look, smell, ask and cut their fingers directly with a knife.

It's western medicine. Western medicine that bled hundreds of years ago started with 800ml blood, and finally gave up because there were too many dead people. "

Su Yun bowed his head, didn't delay chatting, and was very skilled.

"Put hundreds of milliliters of blood? Can the man live?" Tang Haitao was stunned.

Bloodletting therapy is unreliable. Which doctor has nothing to do to study it. So Tang Haitao was stunned when he heard that he wanted to put 800ml of blood, but he still started the amount.