Chapter Sixty-Nine: I've Never Seen Eyes Like This
On Tuesday, Professor Zhu, who appears only twice a week, reappeared in the doctor's office for the first time.
After quickly checking the room, the time was just half past ten, and the patient with the incurable disease still did not come.
For the first time, Professor Zhu was even more nervous than the patient, and specially called Zhang Tianyang aside.
"Xiao Zhang, Doctor Zhang, you have to take this patient seriously. ”
Professor Zhu gave a brief introduction to the situation.
"This patient has been going back and forth to many hospitals for five years.
A year ago, when I saw a doctor in Shanghai, several major hospitals went around and thought it was tuberculosis.
After anti-tuberculosis treatment, it got better for a while, but it started to deteriorate again half a year ago.
This time, I went around many times at the local hospital before I came. ”
"The big hospitals in Shanghai haven't found out the cause?"
Zhang Tianyang was a little surprised.
It is generally believed that the comprehensive medical strength of Shanghai is more powerful than that of Guangdong Province.
However, the head of the Department of Infectious Medicine at Dongfang Hospital is an academician, so the strength of the Department of Infectious Medicine may be a little stronger than that over there.
Zhang Tianyang nodded.
"Are you here for our academicians?"
"I don't know what the patients and their families think, maybe they want to go around the big hospitals. ”
Professor Zhu paused, "I heard that after tossing for so long, patients and their families are a little emotional, you are ready." ”
"Don't be too nervous, although you are in charge of the bed, but this patient is scheduled to ask the whole hospital for consultation, you just need to figure out the medical history and then report. ”
It's really an incurable disease.
The kind of incurable disease that is hundreds of times more difficult than the young man with a large spleen in bed 79.
Patients come in the morning, general consultation in the afternoon, and hospital-wide consultation tomorrow.
The few times a year that the Department of Infectious Diseases had a general practice consultation was directly applied to this patient.
Zhang Tianyang felt a trace of pressure.
"After five years of watching, I haven't even figured out the cause?"
Senior Sister Chen, who also learned the news, looked sympathetic, "Senior brother, you are ...... to mourn and change."
The attending doctor of the next group came over to scare Zhang Tianyang.
"Senior brother, you have to ask for a detailed medical history, as well as the results of those auxiliary examinations, don't miss it.
The general consultation is full of big guys, if you miss the question or make a mistake......
Tut-tut╮( ̄▽ ̄)╭"
Senior Brother She was writing medical records beside him, occasionally turning his head to look, and his eyes were full of sympathy.
Zhang Tianyang's face was as usual, but he was panicked in his heart.
After five years of traveling, all hospitals have gone around and around, but there are still no patients who can find the cause of the disease......
It's so hard!
Despite this, with calm +1 in hand, Zhang Tianyang still had a calm face.
A summary of the hospital was issued to the two patients who were discharged today, explaining the precautions after discharge.
In the doctor's office, the attending next door poked his head to observe Zhang Tianyang's expression and couldn't help but admire.
"Your junior brother has a good psychological quality, and he didn't panic at all. ”
"My junior brother is amazing!"
Chen Shishi's face was arrogant, and she didn't know that she thought it was herself.
Senior Brother She raised his head and wanted to say something, but hesitated for a moment and buried his head in the keyboard again.
After all, after planting a heel here with Zhang Tianyang, Senior Brother She finally learned to be obedient.
Senior Brother He was holding a thermos cup and blowing hot air, looking left and right, smiling without saying a word.
At half past eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Tianyang had just re-connected the urine bag for the 82-bed uncle to put ascites, and when he walked out of the ward, he heard the office nurse yelling at the doctor's office.
"Professor Zhu's group of doctors! Professor Zhu's group of doctors! You have an eight-bed bed! Come and take a look!"
Zhang Tianyang felt something, quickly threw things and washed his hands, and when he walked into the doctor's office, he met a group of "sympathetic" eyes.
Senior Sister Chen's face was "sad and changeable", "Senior brother, you can go with confidence, I will help you leave an extra lunch for the small lecture!"
Senior Brother He stood up and pulled a pen and paper.
"Xiao Zhang, the patient Professor Zhu said is here, let's go, I'll go with you to have a look. ”
Professor Zhu also got the news and hurried over, following halfway.
"Let's go and have a look. ”
When the three white coats walked to the ward together, the new patient with the 8th bed was still surrounded by a group of medical staff.
Outside a group of medical personnel, a woman stood with her hands clasped around her chest.
The woman was very thin and wore a white shirt, but the white was a little gray and looked a little old.
As if feeling Zhang Tianyang's gaze, she suddenly looked over.
Zhang Tianyang's heart jumped.
During his one-month clinical trip, he has seen many patients' families and is familiar with their eyes.
Most of the family members are eager, often with some confusion and hope.
I want to get treatment, but I don't know what the disease is, and I have a little expectation for the doctor.
There are also those with impatience in their eyes, feeling that the doctor is annoying and annoying, and the old man in the 59th bed before the 8-bed accident is this attitude.
There are also people who think it is unbelievable, who think that I have this disease?
What's more, like the young man who was with him yesterday, with hatred in his eyes.
He had seen all kinds of eyes, but the eyes of this family member were the first time he had seen them.
The eyes are calm, indifferent, and indifferent.
It's not that I don't care if I pretend to be, but I really feel that it doesn't matter.
It seems that it doesn't matter what the doctor does or doesn't do, whether it is cured well or not.
In the process of five years of seeking medical treatment, all her enthusiasm, all her expectations, all her struggles, and all her expectations have been exhausted in disappointment and even despair again and again.
Zhang Tianyang only felt that his heart seemed to be pinched.
Suddenly, a longing came over me.
He wanted to find the cause.
There is no hope that the patient will be cured, but at least the cause must be found.
He didn't want to see such eyes again!
The woman only glanced at him, and then turned her gaze to Professor Zhu and Senior Brother He beside him.
But it's still apathy.
Finally, the woman's gaze turned back and landed on the hospital bed.
Zhang Tianyang also set his eyes on the hospital bed.
The medical staff who had been surrounding the patient scattered, and Zhang Tianyang finally saw the person on the hospital bed clearly.
He finally knew why so many people were surrounding her, and why she didn't come until almost noon.
The person in the hospital bed was a girl, but without hair.
Judging from the new fluff on the top of her head and the short hair roots, it is clear that her hair should not have fallen out of her own hands, but was deliberately shaved.
Maybe it's more convenient to wash your body.
After all, she didn't look like she was able to take care of herself at all.
She's just too skinny!
The skin is tightly attached to the bones, and it is not at all moist and smooth as a girl of this age should have, but rough like old tree bark.
And on her right leg, a translucent pustule bulged out half the size of a fist, and there seemed to be something terrible trying to squeeze out of it.
The little nurse next to her handed over the vital signs recorded when she was admitted to the hospital, and she weighed only 60 pounds.
The small body spread out on the bed made Zhang Tianyang's heart tremble.
What made him even more sad was the little girl's eyes.
The same calmness, the same indifference, the same hopelessness.
He stepped forward and asked softly.
"What's your name?"