143 The Theater Is Gone (Alliance Leader 萉鞟加×7)

During this time, Ji Xiang was working step by step, and his days were peaceful, like boiled water, and it was always right to drink more if he had something to do.

This is the case most days and you can press the fast-forward button.

But in the iron-clad hospital and the flowing patients, a wave of patients has to write a wave of medical records. The turnover of patients in the Second Affiliated Hospital is fast, and Ji Xiang's typing speed is getting faster and faster.

One afternoon a few days later, the wind was beautiful, the directors and professors who had undergone surgery in the morning were resting, and the little doctor was busy writing medical records, changing dressings, and communicating with the patient's family in the doctor's office.

Mr. Wu sat bored in the office and wailed.

"Why is there a problem again?"

The voice was a little miserable, and the medical record folders in the office echoed gently, agreeing with Mr. Wu's statement.

"Mr. Wu, was the rescue really so tragic at that time?" Lu Kai asked.

A patient just came, and the emergency department and the inpatient were in charge of disposal. Lu Kai followed Mr. Wu to see the patient, he was a reserve doctor, and his face was quite unsightly after seeing the patient.

During the exchange, several doctors vaguely knew a little about the situation at that time - the patient was a 21-year-old man who had suffered lower body injuries in a car accident two months ago, and was sent to the nearest local hospital at that time, and the physical examination found that the operation area had disappeared.

It is estimated that he was knocked away, and a severed urethral stump can be seen at the root of the operation area, and the diagnosis is "perineal trauma, missing operation area".

Doctors at the local hospital performed debridement, suturing the skin of the urethral stump and the root of the surgical area, performed a cystostomy, and placed an indwelling balloon catheter.

Because the injury was relatively serious, the local doctor was not sure, so he was sent to the Second Affiliated Hospital and let the higher-level hospital take a look.

After all, it is a major car accident, and the patient is disabled for life, so it is nothing for the higher-level hospital to take a look and take the blame.

Because the doctor who sutured came to the Second Affiliated Hospital for further study, he had a good relationship with Mr. Wu, and Mr. Wu did not refuse.

According to the words of the local 120 emergency doctors, three people were killed and one injured in the car accident, and the young man was the only survivor.

But he was also unlucky, and the operation area was directly gone......

This time I came to the Second Affiliated Hospital because of difficulty in urination, and Mr. Wu diagnosed that the acute urine pig was admitted to the hospital for treatment after urethral trauma.

Similar patients are most likely to recur and do not heal over the years.

"Of course, I asked 120 emergency doctors and said that they were miserable."

"Then why is he okay?"

"It's not normal, I've seen a dozen steel bars pass through the body, and the patient is less than a patient from the heart. To be honest, I still don't understand how a patient with bilateral hemopneumothorax managed to reach 120 and call 119 to saw the rebar. ”

Mr. Wu made an exaggerated gesture.

"Alas, if you have the chance, you must not go out of 120, sometimes you see too many tragic situations, and you have to drink a bowl of soup when you cross the bridge. No, one bowl is not enough. ”

Lu Kai didn't believe it, but the patient's operation area was directly knocked into and turned into a eunuch, how could this matter sound miserable.

"Mr. Wu, similar patients are not uncommon, why do you have such a headache with him." Lu Kai asked.

"Teach you to be a good girl." Mr. Wu stood up, closed the office door, and lowered his voice by 10 decibels, "5% of the people we meet have antisocial personalities. ”

"Uh......"

"In other words, patients and their families may put the trouble on the doctor who took care of it."

"Mr. Wu, it's too exaggerated." Lu Kai was surprised.

"Exaggerated? I'll tell you something. Mr. Wu shook his head, "When I was 15 years old, a movie star posted a few photos on Weibo, and she was on an intravenous drip in the hospital. There was blood underneath his arms, and the sheets were stained with blood. ”

"Hah!"

Hearing the blood-stained sheets, Lu Kai immediately became energetic.

Ji Xiang remembered a few things, and the time point was about the same as what Mr. Wu said, but he didn't know which one it was.

At that time, netizens said that they wanted to flesh the nurse who pricked the needle, and they wanted to hold the nurse accountable, strongly demanded that the nurse be laid off, and criticized the leadership of the hospital.

In short, the fans' heartache.

I read the comments, and almost all of them were nurses who strongly condemned the violence, and many of them asked the medical management unit to investigate the hospital's financial problems. ”

"I'll go, this

Is it serious? Just prick the needle and stick the drum, why not. ”

"After all, it's a movie star." Mr. Wu emphasized that a playful smile had been put on his face.

"Mr. Wu, is it the one who reversed later?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Oh, you didn't seem to be big at the time, you remember this." Mr. Wu said with a smile.

"Well, that's a bit impressive."

"What the hell is going on? What happened in the end? Lu Kai asked urgently.

The movie star's PR team was very good, and they immediately realized the mistake of this Weibo, quickly deleted the Weibo, and reposted a revised one.

There is only one sentence before and after......"

Mr. Wu paused for a few seconds.

"I miss the medical staff of my motherland so much!"

"Well, it's abroad."

"Yes, I knew that the photo was a foreign hospital at a glance, and the equipment was different from that in China." Mr. Wu said proudly, "Later, the wind direction changed suddenly, and all the fans began to feel distressed, and no one cared about the fault of the medical care." ”

"Ha, this is not the same as the patient I just mentioned."

"Probably similar, you should be careful when you become a doctor in the future, and try not to make mistakes." Mr. Wu advised.

The logic of this statement is somewhat missing, but Ji Xiang knows what Mr. Wu means.

Over the years, everyone has lived like this.

From the beginning of the term doctor-patient dispute to the present, I don't know how many things have happened, who can say clearly.

Mr. Wu's caution was right.

"Dongdong Dong~"

"Please come in."

An old man with dark skin and wrinkles pushed the door, his clothes covered with dust, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of sorrow.

The old man didn't dare to enter the doctor's office, but asked timidly, "Doctor Wu, I brought my son here." ”

"Okay." Mr. Wu immediately stood up and prepared to see the patient.

That's what he said, but what he had to do didn't contain a lake at all.

Ji Xiang and Lu Kai followed Mr. Wu to see the patient, and he noticed the appearance of the old man and the age of the patient that Mr. Wu just said.

It is supposed to be the patient's father, who is estimated to be in his forties, looking at least twenty years older than his actual age.

The friction of life, and catch up with such a big thing at home.

After Mr. Wu went out, he came to the wheelchair not far away, he was very enthusiastic about the patient, and he didn't use the patient's family to push him, and pushed the patient straight to the disposal room.

After entering the house, several people helped the patient to lie down on the treatment bed, and Mr. Wu checked the affected area.

A piece of yellowish gauze was covered with it, and after it was removed, it could be seen that there was a 0.3 fistula at the place where it was sutured 2 months ago, and thick juice flowed out when squeezed out.

Ji Xiang couldn't bear it in his heart, and he was afraid that something would happen to Mr. Wu, so he came to the system space with his concentration.

143 The operating area is gone