Chapter 81 Something Happened, I'm in Charge (Four More Collections)

Dr. Zhao is also a young doctor, no more than 30 years old, and he is sitting at the desk reading a book at the moment. Looks like this guy is going to apply for the attending doctor's exam. Zhang He smiled and politely interrupted Dr. Zhao, "Hello, Dr. Zhao." ”

"Hello, who are?" Dr. Zhao's words were quite kind.

"Zhang He, come to the Department of Gastroenterology to report today."

As soon as Zhang He's words fell, Dr. Zhao immediately put down the textbook as thick as a brick, "It turns out that Dr. Zhang has admired his name for a long time, hehe." Although Dr. Zhao's words were polite, the disdain that flashed at the corners of his mouth did not escape Zhang He's eyes.

Your sister, my brother has been despised again.

But it's normal to think about it, after all, the news from the director of the Department of Gastroenterology is that he is just a second-generation official who has come to mix qualifications. Otherwise, the department will not do this more and arrange an extra resident to be on duty at night.

The reason why Dr. Zhao is so polite to himself must also be something that has been arranged by the department for a long time.

If it had been before, Zhang He would definitely be angry at this contempt, but now, he didn't have the slightest anger.

Would a truly super-rich man mind if you say he has no money? In the same way, why should a truly skilled doctor mind that others despise him?

There are not many others in the hospital, but there are so many patients, as long as you show a small hand at the right time, it is better than saying anything, isn't it?

Zhang He smiled and said, "Doctor Zhao, are you going to take the main exam?" ”

"Yes, if you study medicine, you will take the exam every year, hehe."

"yes, it's not easy." Zhang He paused and asked tentatively, "Doctor Zhao, does Corey have a critical patient?" ”

"Yes, thirty-five beds, acute attack of gastric ulcer, complicated by gastric bleeding; Forty-six beds, acute pancreatitis; Fifty-seven beds, cirrhosis, complicated by portal hypertension......"

Dr. Zhao's words made Zhang He completely dismiss his intention to persuade him to go home and rest. Not to mention that there are so many critically ill patients, looking at this arrangement, even if there are no critically ill patients, it is impossible for the department to let itself, the "second generation of officials" who come to mix qualifications, be on duty alone.

Not only that, but Zhang He simply gave up his plan to check all the patients. Because, in the eyes of others, it is nothing more than a ** pretending.

At the moment, I can only sit and wait, and when there is a critical illness, I can jump out and turn the tide, and if I want to change the views of others, it only takes one chance to do so.

After one time, no one dares to despise him. In this way, you can get the right to heal independently.

The next chatter is nothing more than nonsense that doesn't make any sense, such as: You graduated that year, you graduated from Shenma School,......

As the night wore on, Zhang He was a little bored, so he simply opened the exam book that Dr. Zhao had placed on the doctor's desk and reviewed the theoretical knowledge of Western medicine that he hadn't touched for a long time.

Looking at it, Zhang He was a little helpless.

This is obviously a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, and it is also the first affiliated hospital of Jiangling University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, but the doctors in the department went to take the medical qualification certificate of Western medicine, is Chinese medicine really not falling to this point?

Thinking about Zhang He, who was a little speechless, he simply ran to the nurse's station and flipped through the patient's medical record folder.

Sure enough, the diagnosis is mainly based on various examinations of Western medicine, and the treatment is mainly based on Western medicine, and Chinese medicine only plays an auxiliary role.

Is this still a traditional Chinese medicine hospital?

Jang Hyuk shook his head and strode back to the office.

Zhang Heben was born in a Western medicine class, and he does not reject Western medicine, and even prefers the line of combining Chinese and Western medicine. It's just that, in traditional Chinese medicine, he got the magical "Yanhuang Medical Sutra" and Yanhuang Shen Needle, but in Western medicine, he didn't have any practical experience except for giving the teacher a hand during the internship.

Therefore, since his debut, he has been appearing in front of the world as a Chinese medicine practitioner.

Zhang He was depressed that since it was a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, it should be based on traditional Chinese medicine, supplemented by Western medicine. Otherwise, what is this called a Chinese medicine hospital? Isn't this a blatant attempt to fool those who prefer to believe in TCM?

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At three o'clock in the morning, Zhang He, who was sleeping in Zhengxiang, and Zhao Tong, a doctor Zhao, were awakened by the anxious voice of the little nurse at the same time.

"Teacher Zhao, Teacher Zhao, a patient in bed thirty-five, has stomach bleeding again."

The little nurse's words made Zhang He and Dr. Zhao sleepy, and the two of them got up from the high and low beds, but Zhang He, who was sleeping on the bed, was one step faster than Zhao Tong.

The door opened, the anxious expression of the little nurse was clear, and Zhang He didn't bother to ask the little nurse who hadn't graduated from college, so he took three steps and two steps, and went straight to the ward.

Thirty-five beds, patient Zhou Fu, age 63, diagnosis: acute attack of gastric ulcer, accompanied by pyloric bleeding ......, quickly read the medical records, and then look at the clinical manifestations of the patient's vomiting blood, Zhang He's heart, quickly gave a diagnosis.

Liver fire offends the stomach.

Looking at the patient's pulse again, it is weak, the left guan pulse is thin, weak, and the chord is slippery, and the right guan pulse is slippery and weak, which is indeed a typical symptom of liver fire and stomach.

As for the tongue coating, then I didn't look at it, because the patient was constantly vomiting blood, and the tongue coating must be bloody.

The old nurse is skillfully supporting the patient's back to prevent the blood he vomits from choking on his lungs and causing pneumonia.

Dr. Zhao soon arrived, seeing the patient's constant vomiting of blood and paleness, and then looking at the patient's precarious vital signs on the ECG monitoring equipment, Dr. Zhao asked the old nurse to call the general surgery department quickly after a brief examination to arrange emergency surgery for the patient.

This diagnosis is indeed correct in Western medicine.

The vomiting of blood in the mouth, blood pressure and pulse are close to a precarious state, which proves that the patient is bleeding profusely, and in Western medicine, surgery is indeed needed to stop the bleeding.

But Zhang He disagreed, because he could help patients stop bleeding through acupuncture.

If surgery is not necessary, why bother with an extra stab on the patient? Besides, with the patient's age and current physical condition, he may not be able to survive the anesthesia.

Next to the bedside, a man in ordinary clothes was anxiously watching the doctor's rescue, his face full of worry.

Zhang He glanced at Doctor Zhao, and then said seriously, "Doctor Zhao, wait, I have a way to stop the bleeding of the patient." ”

"You, what's the solution?" The look of suspicion on Dr. Zhao's face was very obvious.

Zhang He replied without thinking: "Acupuncture stops bleeding." ”

"What, acupuncture to stop bleeding?" Dr. Zhao was taken aback and said, "Dr. Zhang, you have also seen the patient's condition, if the bleeding stops slowly, it is likely to lead to hemorrhagic shock." ”

"I know." While speaking, Zhang He took out the small iron box he carried with him from his pocket, "Xiao Gu, please help me sterilize the silver needle." ”

Zhang He's noisy and unreasonable approach made Dr. Zhao a little angry, "Dr. Zhang, Director Feng said that the night shift is mainly for me, and I don't agree with you doing this." ”

Director Feng is the director of the Department of Gastroenterology, and everything about Zhang He was arranged by him.

Human life is at stake, and Zhang He is also anxious, "Doctor Zhao, my level is higher than yours, I have the final say." ”

"You ......" Dr. Zhao was completely furious, slapped the humble bedside table next to the bed, and shouted loudly, "You are just an honorary deputy director." ”

"The honorary deputy director is also the deputy director." Zhang He was also angry, competing against each other, and did not show weakness.

"...... you" Thinking of the department director's explanation, Dr. Zhao barely suppressed his anger and asked viciously, "If something happens, who is responsible?" ”

"I'm in charge." Zhang He wanted to roar angrily, but when he saw the patient's family at a loss, Zhang He suddenly lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "Something happened, I'm responsible, disinfect me." ”

Doctor Zhao wanted to say something, but in the face of Zhang He's knife-like gaze, and then thinking about the rumored background of Zhang He's horror, he simply didn't say a word, shook his hand violently, and strode out of the ward.

In the doctor's office, Dr. Zhao was reporting the situation to Director Wei on duty on the phone through the phone, and in the ward, Zhang He had already received the silver needle from the little nurse's hand.

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