Chapter Seventy-Five: The Storm of the Meeting

Walking into the nurse's office in the inpatient building, Wu Lang explained the situation to the head nurse, because the head of the Niu section had greeted him in advance, the head nurse immediately took out a set of green surgical gowns, two pairs of disposable medical rubber surgical gloves, and a P100 mask and handed it to Wu Lang.

Wu Lang quickly dressed, walked into the elevator, came to the 28th floor, and as soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw more than a dozen sturdy and burly young men standing in the corridor of the corridor, and there were four big men standing at the door of the ward.

One of them stopped Wu Lang and looked at the card on his chest before dodging the way and letting him enter the ward.

There were nearly two dozen doctors and nurses gathered in front of the bed, some pointing and some whispering to each other.

Section Chief Niu was whispering to a tall and thin male doctor, and when Wu Lang saw it, he knew that it was her husband, Section Chief Ma of the Radiology Department, and immediately stepped forward.

"Brother Ma, Sister Niu, what are you talking about?" Wu Lang whispered.

"The patient in the hospital bed, a few days ago, his whole body was ulcerated and suppurated, his immune system was low, and he couldn't use any medicine, almost waiting for death, but this morning the nurse said that the ulcer parts of his body had scabbed over and showed signs of gradual improvement. Chief Niu said in an extremely subtle and low tone.

Wu Lang immediately walked to the hospital bed and looked at Liu Mantian lying on the bed, his eyes were half open, and the parts of his body that were still bleeding pus and blood last night had all crusted into light red, which is the normal color of purulent wounds, and ordinary wounds are dark red.

Suddenly, Liu Mantian's eyes widened, looked at Wu Lang, raised his head slightly, and opened his mouth with difficulty, wanting to say something.

Wu Lang hurriedly glanced at him very vaguely and shook his head slightly.

Liu Mantian then lay on the pillow again, looking at Wu Lang, his sunken eyes kept leaving tears.

"What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?" a doctor hurriedly leaned down and looked at him.

"I'm fine, but the wounds on my body are itchy and uncomfortable. Liu Mantian said weakly.

"This is a good sign, it means that your wound is healing well and is recovering, you must not pick it with your hands, I will let the nurse take care of it for you." The doctor hurriedly said.

Liu Mantian nodded slowly and stopped talking.

Then, everyone walked out of the ward together, came to the nurse's office on the first floor, took off their clothes, took off their masks, gloves, and shoe covers, and came to the conference room.

In addition to the doctors in charge of various departments that Wu Lang knew, there was an unfamiliar face sitting next to the vice president in charge of medical care, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, thin and thin, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looking polite and handsome, but there was a look of superiority and no one in his eyes, which made people extremely uncomfortable.

"That young man's name is Fu Renfeng, Harvard University School of Medical Studies, graduated from clinical medicine doctorate, is the assistant to the dean who just arrived this morning, it is said that he is a high-ranking official in the province, with a prominent family background and a deep background, even the dean is courteous to him, polite, and the senior vice president in charge of medical care will retire in a few years, and he is very likely to become a successor. Li Yan'er, who was beside Wu Lang, whispered in his ear.

"During the meeting, please don't speak, that bald head, which department are you from?" Fu Renfeng looked at Wu Lang coldly.

"My name is Wu Lang, I just graduated from Haizhou College of Traditional Chinese Medicine and came to our hospital for an internship. Wu Lang looked at him with a smile and said.

"We are the doctors in charge of various departments in a meeting, you are a college student studying Chinese medicine, running a Western medicine internship, itself is not right, and you are still here to join in the fun, go out. Fu Renfeng said loudly.

The senior vice president in charge of medical care hurriedly whispered a few words in his ear, Fu Renfeng then nodded, pulled his face and glanced at Wu Lang again, and stopped talking.

Wu Lang always squinted his eyes slightly, looked directly into Fu Renfeng's eyes, and then glanced at him a few times.

"How could this patient on the 28th floor, whose festering body this morning, suddenly scabbed, everyone express their opinions, let's talk about it. The senior vice president in charge of medical care looked at everyone and said with a smile.

Then everyone started talking word by word.

"It is said that in his current situation, he is a high-risk patient, with multiple internal organ failures in his body, to put it mildly, there are people who have practiced medicine for more than 20 years, and I really can't understand the reason. Director Xia of the Department of Internal Medicine said.

"His immune system is weakened, and the festering and suppurating wounds on his body are impossible for them to heal and scab over on their own in a very short period of time, and I don't know why!"

"In addition to the above conditions, patients also have hepatitis, tuberculosis and other infectious diseases, I think I will do a blood test today, and after the results come out, it is safer for us to make a conclusion." Director Qian of the Infectious Diseases Department continued.

Subsequently, everyone made a statement, but they were all to the point, and they all said the known medical conditions.

"That intern at the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, don't just sit like a log, you may not understand or understand what we are saying, then you can tell me in detail, why does the patient's skin itch when it is scabbed?" Fu Renfeng said suddenly.

Everyone was stunned when they heard it, although it seems that the question asked by Fu Renfeng is simple, but there are many disciplines involved, if you say it simply, just one sentence, the scab and itching of the wound is a symptom that is about to get better, but you ask a college student who studies Chinese medicine to say the reason here in detail, it is obviously embarrassing for others!

Wu Lang was looking down and thinking about Liu Mantian, why his body was in this situation, suddenly, hearing Fu Renfeng's question, he slowly raised his head, looked at him calmly, and spoke......

"Human skin is divided into multiple layers, in the lowest layer of the epidermis cells called the germinal layer, its vitality is very strong, can continue to grow and reproduce, the superficial wound of epidermal damage is based on the germinal layer to grow, the nerve can not be stimulated, this wound healing, generally will not have the feeling of itching. ”

"However, wounds that are large and deep into the dermis often itch when they heal quickly, because the healing of deeper wounds is made up by a new type of tissue, called connective tissue. New blood vessels and nerves grow connective tissue. These new blood vessels and nerves are particularly dense, and when people are crowded together, the new nerves are easily stimulated. ”

After listening to Wu Lang's words, everyone showed an expression of disbelief on their faces, looked at him in a daze, and continued to listen to his speech.

"Scabbing after an injury is a form of wound protection, and the scab is formed by the coagulation of platelets and fibrin in the body. When the human body is harmed, the platelets in the body will carry white blood cells and red blood cells to the wound and stick to each other to form a blood clot to plug the wound. Therefore, wound scabbing not only protects the wound, but also has the effect of stopping bleeding. ”

"The regeneration ability of various tissues in the human body is also different, the regeneration ability of nerve tissue is low, and it appears late in wound healing. At this time, the new nerve endings and blood vessels have grown into the connective tissue, and the local sensation has gradually recovered, and the reason why the wound always feels itchy when the wound is scabbed is actually a good sign that the wound is healing. When white blood cells are cleaning the wound, the body releases connective tissue to fill the damaged blood vessels and nerves in the wound, and it is because of this connective tissue that works in the body that the surface skin will feel itchy. After Wu Lang finished speaking, he looked at Fu Renfeng with a smile.

Everyone looked at Wu Lang and nodded frequently, with a look of appreciation on their faces.

"Okay, okay, today's meeting will be held here first, according to the meaning of Director Qian of the Infectious Disease Department, Chief Niu, your laboratory department will make a blood report today, and we will continue to meet and discuss tomorrow, everyone should be busy!" The senior vice president in charge of medical care nodded at Wu Lang with a smile.

Then everyone got up and left one by one.

"Wu Lang, you are showing your face majestically today, that Fu Renfeng listened to your speech, his face was quite ugly, and he almost cried, you slapped him hard in front of the doctors in charge of all departments in the hospital!" As soon as Li Yan'er went out, she praised Wu Lang loudly.

"Where did you know all this?" asked Wu Lang with a smile.

"I read it in the books and checked it on the computer, I have theoretical knowledge, and I don't have practical experience, so I have to ask the cow section chief for more advice and learning in the future. Wu Lang said with a smile.

"Talent, you will definitely be a rare talent in the future, Sister Niu is optimistic about you!" Section Chief Niu patted Wu Lang on the shoulder and laughed.

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