Chapter 11 Some real skills

"You guys, have you had a holiday?"

In Lin Fan's impression, Zhao Yumo is not the kind of young man who is not polite, but judging by her attitude towards the man, it is really not friendly.

"Just a stinky scoundrel, ignore him."

Obviously, Zhao Yumo didn't want to mention this person at this time, and directly labeled the other party as a scoundrel, Lin Fan didn't ask any more questions, and the two came directly to ward 301 where Chen Dawei was.

Seeing his patient, Zhao Yumo's demeanor changed, and he gently inquired about the other party's physical condition, and after confirming that the other party's health did not get worse, he pushed Lin Fan to him and introduced to Chen Dawei: "This is Lin Fan, who is also a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, and he cured the disease of Xuan Lao last time." ”

"Xuan Lao's illness was cured by this doctor, he looks so young, he is really young and talented."

Chen Dawei's face was a little pale because of insufficient blood supply to his heart, but after hearing Zhao Yumo's introduction, a trace of ruddy still appeared on his pale face, and he had also heard of this famous Dr. Lin Fanlin from other patients.

"You're so polite."

Lin Fan smiled modestly, "Let me help you check your body first, so that you can proceed to the next step of treatment." ”

"Oh good, you can check it out."

Chen Dawei was a little at a loss, the previous doctor always had to shush himself for a long time, and then he would get to the point, originally he was ready to chat for a long time today, but who knew that Lin Fan would start directly without saying a word.

"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner, and the way I check my symptoms is different from Western medicine, so if you have any questions later, it's okay if you ask."

"Uh-huh."

Chen Dawei lay on the bed as instructed, not daring to move.

"It doesn't hurt here."

"It doesn't hurt."

"What about here?"

"It doesn't hurt either."

"Here..."

"Oops, it hurts, it hurts."

When Lin Fan's hand pressed on the left side of the opponent's abdominal cavity, Chen Dawei suddenly screamed in pain, Lin Fan's face sank, and he withdrew his palm.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the linen bag full of silver needles from his backpack, took out a seven-centimeter slender silver needle, and pierced it into the part where Chen Dawei shouted pain just now under the gaze of everyone.

"Hiss, it hurts"

It stands to reason that the silver needle piercing the skin will not cause much pain, but Chen Dawei felt as if he had been electrocuted, his body trembled, and he kept twisting his body in pain, making Lin Fan's hand holding the needle also shake.

"If it hurts, just endure it, don't move around, if the needle is broken inside, it will hurt even more."

Lin Fan said in a deep voice, hearing him say this, Chen Dawei immediately straightened up, endured the pain, and didn't dare to move, the cold sweat on his forehead kept rolling down his cheeks.

"Doctor Lin, okay, I can't hold on anymore."

Chen Dawei's tone was already crying, and he could imagine how much pain this silver needle had brought him.

"Right away."

Lin Fan's eyes stared at the silver needle in his hand, as if in slow motion, he pulled the silver needle out millimeter by millimeter, and when he pulled out the entire silver needle, there were still a few traces of extremely rare black blood on it.

"What is this?"

Because Zhao Yumo was standing behind Lin Fan, he was the first to see the blood stains on the silver needle, and his curiosity couldn't help but ask.

Lin Fan didn't speak, but took the silver needle close to his eyes and looked at it carefully, then put it under his nose and sniffed, frowned, and looked at Chen Dawei with a trace of worry in his eyes.

"You can rest first, and I'll discuss the results with Dr. Zhao."

Lin Fan comforted Chen Dawei for a few words, then pulled Zhao Yumo out of the ward, and did not stop until the stairwell on the upper and lower floors of the inpatient department.

"Let me ask you, who did Chen Dawei's surgery, did you have a discussion before the operation, did you consider the possibility of heart bleeding, and did you treat the operation so childishly!"

Lin Fan's series of angry questions made Zhao Yumo not know where to answer, and he didn't know what he found out to make him so angry.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhao Yumo asked, she knew that Lin Fan would not be so angry for no reason.

"I just took out a trace of blood from Chen Dawei's body from the silver needle, the blood stains are brown, indicating that it is not in the blood vessels, and I am a needle under the abdominal cavity, you should know what it means."

When Zhao Yumo heard this, his face instantly turned pale, "How is this possible, the last operation was performed by Dr. Wang, and it was sutured without any movement after the thoracotomy, so it stands to reason that there should not be bleeding in the body." ”

"If the thoracotomy is not done properly, there is a possibility of internal bleeding."

If, according to Lin Fan, Chen Dawei's body has been bleeding, then the patient is likely to die due to internal organ infection.

"Doctor Wang?"

Seeing that Lin Fan was not quite right, Zhao Yumo explained to him: "Doctor Wang is the person who just greeted me, he has just returned from his studies in Decheng, although his character is not very good, but his medical skills are the best among the younger generation in our hospital, so there should be no such low-level mistakes." ”

"Hmph, I'll have to ask him about this."

Lin Fan sneered, he had seen too many quacks treating the dead when he went down the mountain to make rounds before.

Sometimes, doctors have discovered their mistakes, but for the sake of their reputation, they will deliberately conceal the fact that the treatment was wrong, allowing the patient's condition to deteriorate step by step, and eventually die.

"The patient's current condition is already in danger, the blood oozing from the heart has flowed to the abdominal cavity, if it is further diffused, the entire internal organs may be infected, and even if it is a Da Luo Immortal, he will not return to him at that time.

"I'll ask Wang Zhi to see what he has to say."

Zhao Yumo gritted her teeth, if Wang Zhi really made a mistake during the operation and deliberately concealed it and did not report it, then she would definitely tell the dean about it, this is no longer a matter of good technology, but a problem with medical ethics as a doctor.

"Now is not the time to talk about this, you go and find Chen Dawei's attending doctor, and I want to discuss the next treatment plan with him."

Lin Fan grabbed Zhao Yumo in time, in his opinion, every minute of delay now is a waste of the patient's life, as for that Wang Zhi, when the matter is over, someone will naturally clean him up.

Speaking of the attending doctor, Zhao Yumo was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little evasive, and he whispered: "Actually, I am Chen Dawei's attending doctor, he is the first patient I took over during my internship, and it is very important to me, so I want to come to you to have a look." ”

"You're the header?"

Lin Fan didn't expect that the young Zhao Yumo would be able to take over the patient alone, which is rare among the younger generation, and he learned this ability from the old man a long time ago, so it seems that Zhao Yumo does have some real skills.