Chapter Eighty-Three: What Happened to the Honorary Deputy Director?
"Director Wei, you're finally here." Seeing the man in his fifties, Dr. Zhao seemed to see a savior, and he suddenly became excited.
Director Wei didn't even wear a white coat, so he sat down with a big grin, and asked with a very bad face, "Xiao Zhao, how is the patient's condition now?" ”
Doctor Zhao looked at Zhang He and said with a little reluctance, "Director Wei, the patient is stable now. ”
His tone made Zhang He very unhappy.
Nima, is it bad for the patient to be stable?
Without waiting for Director Wei to speak, Zhang He inserted the topic, "I used acupuncture to help the patient stop the bleeding." ”
Zhang He didn't have the slightest intention of grabbing credit, he just couldn't get used to seeing Dr. Zhao jealous, but with his words, Dr. Zhao's face became very ugly.
"Acupuncture to stop bleeding?" Director Wei asked with a suspicious face.
Nima, looking at this expression, do you mean that I am talking nonsense? Zhang He smiled noncommittally, "During the rescue process, Nurse Wang and Xiao Gu were present, for the specific situation, you can ask them to go." ”
"Okay."
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Director Wei is actually the deputy director, and this week it happened to be his turn to be on the second-line telephone shift, and his medical skills are considered to be top-notch in the department, but his temper is not good, and he is a notoriously hot man.
In the middle of the night, whoever was pulled out of the bed was not much better.
Seeing Deputy Director Wei's face, Nurse Wang was also interested, and hurriedly handed the medical record folder to Director Wei.
After reading the patient's medical records, Director Wei's face was relieved, "Xiao Wang, is the patient really the newcomer who used acupuncture to stop bleeding?" ”
"Yes, Director Wei."
"I'll see the patient."
Without waiting for Nurse Wang to speak, Director Wei strode to the ward, and when he saw Director Wei passing by the door, Dr. Zhao did not dare to slack off and immediately followed.
Zhang He also immediately followed to see how capable this so-called director was.
Traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis, look and hear; Western medicine diagnosis, sight and touch percussion.
In Director Wei's body, Zhang He saw both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, this guy is still a deputy director of a combination of Chinese and Western? Zhang He didn't blink, staring at Director Wei's every move.
As the saying goes, as soon as an expert makes a move, he knows if there is one, Director Wei is fluent, and he can always grasp the key points of the inspection, so that Zhang He can't help but look at him a few times.
This director is also worthy of his name.
Although Director Wei has a bad temper, he is very serious when he examines patients.
The main points are clear, and the details are not missed.
After a long time, Director Wei finally finished the examination, "Doctor Zhang, can acupuncture really stop the bleeding immediately?" Director Wei asked with a little curiosity.
"Facts speak louder than words, when the results of the patient's barium swallow come out, Director Wei compares the films before and after, isn't it clear at a glance?"
Director Wei nodded noncommittally, "Doctor Zhang, what's next?" What are you going to do about it? ”
"Acupuncture every hour, and when the shift is handed over tomorrow morning, I can make sure that the patient's wound is initially fused, and as long as the follow-up treatment is done properly, there should be no more bleeding."
Zhang He's confident words made Director Wei involuntarily a little suspicious.
If it is said that acupuncture stops bleeding, it has been proven, but Zhang He's statement that the patient's wound can be initially fused in one night is a bit too exaggerated. Not to mention serious wounds such as stomach ulcers and bleeding, even a small mouth ulcer will take at least three to five days to recover.
In the face of Director Wei's suspicions, Zhang He knew that no matter how he explained it, it was impossible for people to believe that this was completely unscientific. Indeed, if Zhang He had listened to this as a normal medical graduate, he would have said: Nima, this is not scientific.
Acupuncture can indeed stop bleeding, but rapid wound recovery does rely on innate true qi.
If the eight veins are not connected, Zhang He can only rely on the Yanhuang Shen Needle to help the patient stop the bleeding, and as for the recovery of the wound, he can only rely on the conditioning of medicinal materials and the patient's self-healing ability.
But now, everything is very different. Of course, this kind of quick-acting treatment will consume almost all of Zhang He's energy, but for the sake of the patient and to correct his name, Zhang He is also happy to spend the whole night on the patient.
Zhang He pondered for a moment, and then said seriously, "Director Wei, there is no basis for what you say, hand over this patient to me tonight, after the shift is handed over tomorrow morning, you will make a barium lunch for the patient, and compare the wounds, won't it prove that I can cure the patient, or am I bragging?" ”
Director Wei also pondered for a moment, and once again glanced at the patient's stable vital indicators on the ECG monitor, before he said seriously, "Okay, I also hope that you can prove that Chinese medicine is really so magical." ”
Director Wei's decision made Dr. Zhao a little anxious, "Director Wei, but Director Feng said that I was in charge of the night shift, and Dr. Zhang was just an honorary deputy director." ”
Director Wei's eyes were like knives, he stared at Dr. Zhao fiercely, and said with some displeasure, "What's wrong with the honorary deputy director?" I only believe what I see. ”
Doctor Zhao wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all, Director Wei turned his head to stare at Zhang He, and said seriously, "Doctor Zhang, I did look down on you before you came, but if you can really do what you said, I guarantee that no one in the department will say bad things about you behind your back in the future." ”
This old man is still quite cute! Although this guy has had a bitter gourd face since he entered the department, in this short relationship, Zhang He's impression of him has changed immediately.
He has a bad temper, his medical skills are not bad, and he is also responsible for his patients. And the most important thing is that Zhang He saw one of the most important qualities as a doctor from him, daring to be responsible.
A doctor who does not dare to take responsibility can never be a real good doctor. Success or failure, dare to bear their own responsibility, he dare to try, dare to innovate, dare to forge ahead, and only such a doctor can promote the continuous progress of medicine.
This truth, not to mention medicine, looks at the world, 360 lines, all the same. Without innovation, there will be no progress, and conformism will only make you constantly fall behind.
Zhang He nodded heavily and said, "Director Wei, don't worry, if there is any accident, I will report to you in time." ”
"Okay, Dr. Zhang, then I'll go first."
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Director Wei left, Dr. Zhao, who couldn't hold his face, simply went into the lounge, since he had to get up once in less than an hour, he couldn't sleep well, Zhang He simply didn't bother to sleep, while looking through the books in the doctor's office, while sitting and waiting for the recovery of innate true qi.
An hour, it flies by very quickly.
Under the reminder of the old nurse, Zhang He washed his face with cold water, adjusted the state to the best, and strode to the ward.
The little nurse looked at Zhang He's eyes, and unconsciously, became confused, and just three minutes later, Zhang He was sweating profusely again, and his breathing was a little short.
In four minutes, the innate true qi was almost exhausted.
In five minutes, Zhang He was completely out of strength.
Zhang He, who was tired, wiped his sweat with his sleeve and carefully checked the patient's condition.
The pulse was steady, the breathing and heartbeat became stronger, Zhang He, who let go of his heart, slowly walked out of the ward, but he didn't notice that behind her, the eyes of the little nurse gradually became hot.
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Time is like water, Zhang He stayed awake all night, and every hour, he appeared in the ward on time. At first, the old nurse would also show up on time, but after three o'clock in the morning, only the little nurse was left who was responsible for reminding and assisting Zhang He.
The patient's family also had no sleep all night, and with Zhang He's continuous appearance, Mu Ne's patient's family finally said the words "thank you, doctor" with difficulty.
The whole night of sleepless did make Zhang He tired enough, and before he knew it, he also fell asleep on the back of the chair, but he was awakened by a clear sound of footsteps.