"Doctor Xiaoyun, call to find it. Zhao Yuyan's loud voice came from the nurse's table.

Recently, with the continuous development of lacunar cerebral infarction treatment, the observation ward of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has been basically full.

A few little nurses are also getting busier and busier, and they hardly have time to harass Yuntian.

Zhao Yuyan even had to give up such a good harassment opportunity as asking Yuntian to answer the phone.

Yuntian was looking through neurology in the doctor's office, and when he was studying, the school textbooks did not introduce much about cerebral infarction, especially lacunar cerebral infarction.

Yuntian himself bought a thicker book to nibble on.

Although the system always provides a variety of knowledge and solutions in a timely manner, and it is easy to understand and integrate them, most of the knowledge given by the system is practical, and there is not much for some basic theories.

Therefore, Yun Tian reads books in the doctor's office these days when he has nothing to do.

Hearing that it was Hunei's call, Yuntian put down the book and walked out.

"Doctor Xiaoyun, Lao Zhao vomited a lot of phlegm, and a lot of it was dark red, like there were blood clots, it didn't matter?" Lao Zhao's daughter-in-law's anxious voice came.

When Yuntian did the treatment before, he had already explained that there would be a process of expelling phlegm after the acupuncture point injection, so Lao Zhao's daughter-in-law did not call Yuntian as soon as possible, but she estimated that she saw dark red phlegm and blood clots, and she was already in a hurry, so she called to ask.

"Aunt Wang, don't worry, I'll come over and have a look right away. Yun Tian was comforted, and he planned to go to the respiratory medicine inpatient department.

"Wait, I'll go with you. Hearing the noise, Dr. Huang poked his head out of a hospital room and said.

These days, Yun Tian likes to read books in the doctor's office, and Dr. Huang spends less and less time in the doctor's office, often soaking in the ward, and he doesn't know what he is doing.

The two rushed to the respiratory medicine department.

Yuntian 185's long legs have an absolute advantage, and when he strode forward, Dr. Huang had a hard time following, and in the end he could only trot all the way, no way, who made his legs short!

Dr. Wong was full of resentment.

When he arrived at the Department of Respiratory Medicine, Lao Zhao's oxygen mask had been removed, and there was a large basin of sputum in the spittoon on the ground, but there were a lot of dark red blood stains, with many tiny blood clots sandwiched.

Yun Tian walked over and looked at it carefully for a while.

The dark red, like old bleeding, was wrapped in phlegm, and it looked a little shocking.

"How do you feel?" Yun Tian asked Uncle Zhao about his condition.

Uncle Zhao's oxygen mask has been removed, with a faint smile on his face, calm and elegant, which is the temperament that can only be found in a high position for a long time.

"It's much better, it's basically out of breath, and I feel like I've never felt so relaxed. Lao Zhao replied, his tone was relaxed.

"Have you collected the patient's sputum sample?" While the two were talking, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Director Zhang hurried over, and when he entered the door, he was still asking about the situation of the little doctor next to him, and he was buttoning the button of the white suit.

It seems that Uncle Zhao has not only notified himself of the blood in his phlegm, but the doctor on duty has already notified Director Zhang.

It's about eight o'clock in the evening, and Director Zhang, as the director of the department, should have already gotten off work, so he obviously just rushed back to the hospital.

A true doctor always puts the safety of his patients first!

Although Director Zhang said that Uncle Zhao would be transferred to another department, when there was a problem, Director Zhang rushed back to deal with it as soon as possible, and Yun Tian was still a little moved.

Seeing Yuntian, Director Zhang's face was a little unnatural, but he didn't say anything.

Yun Tian walked over and respectfully called Teacher Zhang.

Just because Director Zhang rushed over as soon as possible, Yuntian's voice of Teacher Zhang was convincing.

Although Director Zhang's face was still not good, he still nodded to Yun Tian.

"I've seen it, and the dark red is kind of like stale bleeding. I have sent the sputum sample to the laboratory and the results should be back soon. The little doctor answered Director Zhang's question honestly.

"How do you feel now?How did you stop the oxygen?" Director Zhang only had time to check on Lao Zhao's situation at this time. Seeing that Lao Zhao had already taken off the oxygen mask, his tone was slightly reproachful.

"It's much better, it's basically out of breath, and I feel like I've never felt so relaxed. Lao Zhao repeated his previous answer again in a relaxed tone.

At this time, Director Zhang noticed Lao Zhao's situation, and he was really out of breath.

Quickly take out the stethoscope and begin to carefully begin the auscultation.

After a long while, Director Zhang removed the stethoscope.

While slowly winding the stethoscope into a ball, he stared at the clouds.

"The rales and wheezing have basically disappeared, and the asthma has basically subsided. Director Zhang looked at Yuntian and spoke very slowly, word by word.

Yun Tian smiled faintly and did not answer.

"I said it, I'm already well, there is some blood in the phlegm, it should be the phlegm that Dr. Xiaoyun said, so the blood must have come out before, it doesn't matter, you don't have to worry. Hearing that Director Zhang's situation was similar to his own feelings, Lao Zhao opened his mouth to comfort his daughter-in-law.

Director Zhang looked at the clouds, but there was a storm in his heart!

It has been less than five hours since this kid was treated, and the 4-8 hours that this kid said relieved his symptoms was not at all water.

A severely drug-resistant patient like Lao Zhao has never tried it to be relieved in 4-8 hours.

If you follow your own treatment plan and progress, it will take at least two to three days for Lao Zhao's status asthmaticus to resolve.

But now, under his nose, an intern has really completely relieved the patient's status asthmaticus in less than five hours!

And it's very thorough, just like Lao Zhao himself said, I'm afraid that he has never been so relaxed for so long.

Except for the slightly thickened breath sounds in the lungs, I can't hear any rales and wheezing sounds!

The symptoms of bronchial asthma have been completely improved!

I have read a lot of literature on the treatment of asthma by TCM acupuncture points, but as a clinical born in Western medicine, I have no way to understand the so-called TCM acupoint therapy.

In addition, there are various techniques and treatment plans for acupoint therapy, and the number of relevant literature is generally only a few dozen cases, and the number of cases is relatively insufficient, and I do not agree with this method.

Unexpectedly, this kid really did it under his nose!

And the patient excreted so much sputum, and then the status asthmaticus was basically relieved, which is enough to show that the sputum that this kid said before is completely reasonable.

At least, treating so many patients with bronchial asthma by themselves, no one has ever excreted so much phlegm at one time, so there are almost no cases of such complete relief!

Director Zhang's heart was full of turbulence, and he didn't know how to talk about it for a while.

"Is there really no problem with blood in this phlegm?" Seeing that Director Zhang was silent for a long time, Lao Zhao's daughter-in-law couldn't help but ask again worriedly.

"It looks like old bleeding that hasn't come out. It's a good thing that it's drained now, and there's no big problem. I didn't know how to face Yuntian and his treatment results, but when I explained to the patient, Director Zhang said it much more smoothly.

"That, Doctor Xiaoyun, if you have time, come to my office for a meeting?" Director Zhang said with difficulty and sent an invitation to Yuntian.