Chapter 288: The Silver Needle Enters the Brain

At this time, the results of the drunkard's examination also came out, and the emergency doctor held the drunk in his left hand and a few films in his right hand, and came to Bendurin in a hurry.

"Doctor Du, you are really a god, what you said is not wrong at all!"

As he spoke, he was about to hand the piece to Du Lin, but Du Lin did not reach out to take it, but mouthed at Zhuang Po Shi Nunu with an embarrassed face.

Zhuang Poshi had no interest in or understanding the way of life that Dühring had said, and he was still wondering why he had left the scene to study what Rausch hydraulic shears were! He believed that he could actually find a way to remove the bolt, and now he had made it cheaper for Duhring.

Hearing the emergency doctor say that the results of the examination were the same as what Du Lin said, he was even more embarrassed, so he took the angiogram and CT film head-on, and habitually shook the film (the doctor seems to have this habit, I don't believe you can observe it), and looked at the light.

Sure enough, as Duhrin said, there was no sign of cerebral hemorrhage on the CT film, but the angiography film clearly showed that there was a blood clot in a blood vessel behind the patient's eyeball, and the blood clot happened to be pressing on the optic nerve.

At this time, the drunken man had already drunk the sobering soup, and the whole person was much more sober, and he reported that his vision was not in vain, but in the center of the field of vision, there was a palm-sized place where things could be seen.

Du Lin said: "Go back and rest by yourself, get some sleep, and when the wine is completely awake, your eyesight can be restored, listen to me, don't drink in the future, even if you drink, you must control the amount, no more than one or two liquor, no more than one bottle of beer, there should be no problem." ”

"I don't drink it, I don't drink it, I don't dare to drink it in one sip. The drunken man shook his head like a rattle, "Because of this broken drink, my driver's license is gone, I can't drive for five years, and I almost go blind from drinking, and I'll ...... if I drink again." I'll just ......"

"Okay, okay, don't let you go, what should you do, Uncle Police is waiting for you under the stage." ”

Amid the laughter of the audience, the drunk and the otaku stepped off the stage together.

The third patient is a septuagenarian who was sent to the emergency room of the hospital by his family, with symptoms of headache, dizziness, nausea and limb weakness , so he offered to let the emergency doctor take them to see two experts, but when they came to the audience, a Western doctor was less than forty years old, and Chinese medicine looked younger, at most thirty, so he had some contempt, but they all came, just to see the excitement, so they waited until now.

When the old man stepped up the last step, he suddenly rolled his eyes, his feet were soft, and he fell straight to the ground, and the family members were caught off guard, and they didn't hold on, seeing that the old man was about to fall on the stage, Du Lin didn't care about everyone, and rushed forward with an arrow step, held the old man, turned him over and slowly lay flat on the platform, and stretched out his hand to diagnose the pulse on the old man's wrist.

The family members were very anxious, Zhuang Poshi also came to the old man in a few steps, took a small flashlight to shine on the old man's pupils, listened to the heart sound with a stethoscope, and asked the family a few questions.

Then Du Lin and Zhuang Poshi looked at each other and said at the same time: "Cerebral hemorrhage!"

Zhuang Poshi asked the emergency doctor loudly,

"Why don't you put this old gentleman first? How did you do your initial diagnosis? It's so irresponsible, you didn't even see such obvious symptoms of cerebral hemorrhage?"

The emergency doctor is also very aggrieved, there are very few emergency doctors in the Affiliated Hospital of Zhonghu Medical University, the day shift doctor is barely enough, the night emergency department is generally led by an emergency doctor, and several attending doctors from other departments of the affiliated hospital are on duty in turn, and the emergency doctor on duty tonight is the doctor who receives the blind drunk, and the old man is treated by a pediatrician because the symptoms are not serious, and it is conceivable that a pediatrician can see a patient with cerebral hemorrhage several times? So he treated it according to high blood pressure.

Zhuang Poshi still wanted to count a few words, but Du Lin hurriedly said: "Okay! Say a few words, it's important to save people!"

Zhuang Poshi hurriedly turned his attention to the old man again, and shouted to the doctor on call without raising his head:

"Contact the operating room right away, I'm going to do a craniotomy on this patient. ”

"It's too late," Durin shouted, "and the bleeding is so heavy that the patient can't make it to the operating table, do me a favor." ”

Zhuang Poshi looked at Du Lin strangely, "Are you crazy? You are going to have surgery here?"

Du Lin opened the needle box and said, "It's not a craniotomy, we Chinese medicine naturally have our Chinese medicine methods, but I need your help." ”

"I'm not a Chinese medicine practitioner, and I can't believe your methods. Zhuang Poshi still insisted on not believing in Chinese medicine, but it could be seen that he was actually a little shaken.

"Don't you still believe in Chinese medicine at this time?" Du Lin looked directly into Zhuang Poshi's eyes, and the essence burst out.

Zhuang Poshi looked at Durin's eyes, affected by Durin's ability, and unconsciously had some trust in Durin.

"What do I need to do?" Zhuang Poshi crouched down.

"I need to apply needles with both hands, and you help me lift the patient's upper body, support the back of his head, and try to stay still. ”

"Good!"

Zhuang Poshi took off his blazer, threw the valuable suit on the ground, unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, pulled it up, and then according to Du Lin's instructions, lifted the old man's upper body to a suitable angle, supported his relatives and friends with one hand, and supported the back of the old man's head with the other hand.

Durin took out a special silver needle from the needle box, I don't know what kind of metal it was made of, it turned out to be rolled into a circle, Durin used his fingers from the end of the needle to the direction of the tip of the needle, and the needle turned out to be straight, turning into a long needle about seven inches.

After disinfecting with an alcohol lamp and wiping it with an alcohol swab again, Du Lin calmed down and said:

"Hold steady, don't move!"

Du Lin pinched the old man's nose with one hand, and slowly inserted a long needle from the old man's nostrils with the other hand.

Zhuang Poshi was shocked to see it, this angle, this length, that long needle must have pierced into his brain!

Du Lin secretly praised in his heart, he was indeed a famous doctor, his psychological quality was excellent, although his face was surprised, but his hands did not move at all, and it seemed that he would not be bad with a scalpel.