Chapter 160： White...small pill

"Doctor, is the doctor in the party?" A tall man asked with enthusiasm.

Listening to the accent should be a nearby suburb.

He is tall, his waist is awkward, his face is frosty and full of dust.

"We don't have a doctor on the surname here." Zheng Rendao.

"..." Both men are in confusion.

They are a bit timid, especially when faced with doctors wearing white coats. They are even more obvious.

Perhaps in their eyes, the doctors wearing white coats are not angels, and they are not familiar with the foreign things.

All doctors are powerful people who can decide whether people can stay in the sun or go to the yin, so under this simple idea, there is a natural fear for doctors.

Perhaps, with awe, it is more accurate.

Seeing their lips shaking slightly, but they couldn't say a word, Zheng Ren's face immediately showed a gentle smile. "Come on, let's be polite. Who made you come?"

Two men followed Zheng Ren into the office.

The office with a clear window made them more cramped, for fear of messing up and smudging it.

Zheng Ren asked again, the tall man said: "It is the doctor of the orthopedics who let us come, saying that it is to see a doctor."

The answer was messy, and Zheng Ren still didn't get a clue. But the doctor of the orthopedics Zhou...

Zheng Ren picked up the phone and dialed it out.

"Zhou Ge, I am Zheng Ren."

"Yes, two patients, said to come to the doctor."

"Oh, I know. What disease?"

After a few simple exchanges, Zheng Ren put down the phone and laughed.

It turned out that Dr. Zhou asked them to come to Zheng Ren, perhaps because of the tension, they understood Dr. Zheng as a doctor.

Zheng Ren’s abdomen, can you use the two words in the square?

However, when patients go to the hospital, they are generally nervous, have nervousness about their own physical illness, and have awe of the hospital.

So listening to the wrong words, remembering the wrong things is very common, no big deal.

"Sit down, Dr. Zhou asked you to come to me. My name is Zheng, called Zheng Ren." Zheng Ren tried to continue to appease the nervousness of the two with a gentle smile, but the effect... is still not obvious.

"I heard Dr. Zhou say that it is a stage of aseptic necrosis of the femoral head? Which one is the patient?" Zheng Ren opened the door.

"I." Another little man said, "When you start cat winter, you feel that your back hurts. It doesn't move, it hurts more, and the pain of the heart hurts."

"Is there a film?" Zheng Ren had already known the patient's condition on the system panel at the top right of the field of vision. But the film still has to be seen. The patient still has to ask, here is the hospital, Zheng Ren does not want to give people a kind of The feeling of witch doctor.

"Yes, yes." The tall man took out a roll of plastic bags and carefully opened a few sheets of film from the inside.

It’s so saved, Zheng Ren is more or less helpless.

It is best to put the film in a cool place and store it in a flat place.

If you roll it into a roll like this, it's good to take it. It can be difficult to insert it into the reader to see the film.

Zheng Ren did not say this to the two brothers. They were very nervous. If they said that they had done something wrong, they were afraid that the next medical history would be difficult to ask.

“Is it painful before?” Zheng Ren asked.

"No, it started from the cat winter."

Cat winter is the old saying in the northeast. It is too cold outside in winter. It can only be "cat" at home, so it is called cat winter.

Zheng Ren looked at the film. He has a little understanding of the nuclear magnetics of orthopedics, but he doesn't know much about it. He can only see it.

There are signs of aseptic necrosis of the femoral head, but it is not serious.

Orthopedic Zhou said that this stage of aseptic necrosis of the femoral head does not require surgery. If the hip joint is replaced, the cost is too high for the patient to bear. Second, it is not necessary at all. He has just returned to the training. The hospitals in the Imperial City are all treated with intervention.

Because Zheng Ren did two interventional hemostasis treatments for pelvic fractures, he was impressed by Zheng Ren.

The relevant patients, who did not need to deal with them, sent it to Zheng Ren to consult.

“Is it traumatized?”

"No."

"Do you have the habit of standing on one leg with your left leg?"

"No."

"What medicine did you eat?"

"No."

"No, brother, when you are busy with farming, are you not eating small white pills?" The tall man immediately corrected.

Small white pills? Zheng Ren’s heart soon has an answer.

"Yeah, but what does the pill have to do with leg pain," said the short man.

"Is it dexamethasone?" Zheng Ren asked immediately.

"..."

"..."

Both men have a slap in the face, what is the stuff... What is the rice pine, what kind of ghost is that?

“Is there a small white tablet at home?” Zheng Ren asked.

Seeing Zheng Ren’s expression is serious, the two are a little scared, and their hands start to shake involuntarily. Can it be said that the white medicine is what poison?

Zheng Ren immediately woke up that he was too anxious, which would cause them a lot of psychological pressure.

After alleviating the emotions, Zheng Ren pretended to sit down and open the workstation on the computer and said: "Nothing, a small problem. Call the family and ask what medicine is white pills."

"诶 The tall man really relaxed a bit, pick up the phone and start calling home.

A few minutes later, he looked at Zheng Ren with admiration.

"Dr. Zheng, you are really a doctor, and the white tablet is dexamethasone."

Zheng Ren did not rejoice because of a praise from a doctor, but more is helpless emotion.

"What do you eat dexamethasone?" Zheng Ren asked.

"When the farm is busy, I am very tired every day. I heard the villagers say that they ate the land... The white tablets are not tired." The little man answered with some nervousness: "The effect is very good, special spirit, work the next day." All are energetic."

Zheng Ren nodded and pondered the treatment plan.

Seeing Zheng Ren not talking, the little man nervously asked: "Dr. Zheng, will not be a terminal illness, is it bone cancer? If bone cancer is not cured."

"No, I can't die." Zheng Ren replied very simply, directly, and even rude.

But this time, the answer can bring full confidence to the patient.

As soon as I heard that it was not bone cancer, the little man’s expression immediately relaxed.

"The quack doctor in the village told Laozi that he was a bone cancer. When he went back, he would kill him." He and the tall man laughed and laughed, and they were in a good mood.

"It's not bone cancer, but it's also very troublesome." Zheng Rendao: "It is aseptic necrosis of the femoral head."

"Hey is a stock... Does the femur have nothing to die?"

"It is your axillary axis is ischemic, and there are many blood vessels blocked. Just like farming, if you don't water, can Tian be long?" Zheng Ren explained in as common a language as possible.

This little man understands.

"To treat, the first kind of white pills can't be eaten." Zheng Ren said affirmatively: "Then need surgery."

“How much does it cost?”