"It may be that the winter is too cold, and we Northeast people generally don't want to think too much." Ji Xiang smiled, "But when it comes to weird things, I encountered it once when I was an intern. ”

"It was a pregnant woman who had a prenatal check-up, and the fetal heart rate was abnormal, and the fetal heart rate was fast and slow, and there was no regularity. I can't cry at home, and my teachers are at a loss. Ji Xiang said, "After observing for about 3 days, the abnormal fetal heart rate is irregular, and when it is good, it indicates that the fetus is very healthy, but once it is not good...... My teacher felt that the pregnancy should be terminated. ”

"Has it changed so much?" Zhai Yuhan asked suspiciously.

"Yes, Mr. Zhai. At that time, all the examinations that should have been done were done, and I couldn't find the reason, so I could only make an appointment for four-dimensional color ultrasound and find the one with the highest technical level in our affiliated hospital to do it. ”

In the end, it was found that the fetus was holding its umbilical cord, and when it was forced, the blood supply was insufficient, and the fetus fainted. When he fainted, his hand was released, the blood supply was sufficient again, and then he woke up and continued to hold the umbilical cord. ”

“…… The child is so naughty! Zhai Yuhan was surprised.

"My teacher said that this situation is relatively rare and scary, and the key is to find no reason and reason."

In the small talk, the operation was over, and Director Yang finished his work and was refreshed.

Ji Xiang did not turn around and leave, but helped Zhai Yuhan carry the patient to the flat car and send him to the intensive care unit for 24-48 hours.

There is no serious infection and toxic shock after surgery.

"Yikes!" Mr. Miao suddenly snorted, turned around and ran.

"Xiao Miaozi, what are you doing?" Director Yang asked.

"The medical records haven't been written yet." Mr. Miao hurriedly said, "Director Pan of intensive care is not used to me. ”

"Teacher Miao, I just finished writing, you have time to take a look at what is wrong with the writing, I'll go back and revise it." Ji Xiang Road.

"Huh?!"

"I chatted with Mr. Kong when you took the patient to the operation, and I wrote while chatting." Ji Xiang explained.

Mr. Miao was stunned for a moment and picked up the medical record in front of the anesthesiologist.

When I went to surgery, I only had a few pieces of paper, but now my medical records are thick, and at least I look much more professional.

Flipping through it hastily, Miao always saw that there should be everything, so he was relieved.

As for whether the writing is good or not, you can revise and print it again.

Ji Xiang is really careful and caring, and Mr. Miao let out a long sigh.

But Ji Xiang is not greedy for merit at all, as if it is natural to take the time to complete the medical records.

After explaining, he and Zhai Yuhan, anesthesiologists, and nurses pushed the patient off the stage and went to the intensive care unit.

Mr. Miao hesitated and hesitated, and did not return to the ward after changing clothes, but followed him to the door of the intensive care unit.

In the past, the entrance of the intensive care unit was full of worried family members, but today there are more people in the film crew, and they are like donkeys in a flock.

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Mr. Miao did not enter the intensive care unit, and the estimated time should come out soon.

He was right, and about 3 minutes later, Ji Xiang walked out of the intensive care unit dressed in white and with shoe covers on his feet.

Director Fan greeted him directly, and pulled Ji Xiang very enthusiastically and said something.

Mr. Miao carefully observed Director Fan's every move.

For ordinary people, the film and television industry belongs to the land of traffic, and Director Fan is the elder behind the scenes of the film and television industry, representing infinite possibilities.

As long as young people will have a sweet dream of flowers, applause, and fans. If Director Fan takes a fancy to it, these are not problems, and Mr. Miao is a little thoughtful.

However, Ji Xiang is excepted.

Director Fan's expression was very kind, he pulled Ji Xiang as if he was asking something, but although Ji Xiang was smiling, Mr. Miao could read it in his smile carelessly and perfunctory.

It was a professional smile, like a smile on your face when you go out of the clinic by yourself. It's a mask, a stereotypical mask.

The more Director Fan spoke, the more anxious he became, but Ji Xiang didn't care at all, the smile he was "wearing" on his face didn't change at all, like a sterile mask.

Then Director Fan seemed to be pleading, he folded his hands and nodded twice at Ji Xiang, Ji Xiang dodged to the side, bent down slightly, and whispered to Director Fan.

Mr. Miao didn't understand Ji Xiang very much.

No matter who you change, if you can be on a variety show, you can reach the sky in one step, no better than being a cow and a horse in the hospital?

The medical system is like a night pot, and when you use it, you take it out and say a lot of disgusting things like noble medical ethics and healing and saving people. When it can't be used, it will become a social public opinion such as black-hearted hospitals, black-hearted doctors, and asking for money and not saving lives.

is like Mao Mao in a variety show, who participated in the audition after less than a year as a nurse and went ashore in one step.

Like that actress, she also worked hard in the entertainment industry while she was young, and she still never gave up without a background and was bullied.

I almost got wet in the water when I attended a wedding banquet, and I had to apologize in the end!

But just like that, anyone who has been a nurse knows that the treatment in the hospital is only a hundred times worse.

Of course, it is best to be a doctor, Ji Xiang really has a problem with his brain, Mr. Miao thought in his heart.

After a few minutes, the expression on Director Fan's face changed and changed, either coercing and seducing, or begging bitterly, but Ji Xiang was still wearing that mask and was unmoved.

Mr. Miao looked at it a little dazed.

This can be harder than writing a top-level SCI paper.

Soon, Ji Xiang bowed slightly, said goodbye to Director Fan, and strode over.

"Doctor Koji!" Mr. Miao raised his hand and greeted.

"Teacher Miao, you are here."

"I came to you, thank you for helping me write my medical records."

"Yes, you're welcome." Ji Xiang said with a smile.

"What did Director Fan tell you?" Mr. Miao peeked at Director Fan, and Director Fan stood in place in a daze, frowning and pondering.

"Director Fan wants to interview the patient's family, but this patient is not suitable, and the person is not out of danger, so he can't interview." Ji Xiang said, "They want to shoot everything, they want to be on the show, what is the hospital, how can they come, you say yes." ”

"Definitely, if everyone is happy, everyone is happy, and the interview is not a big deal. Even if the patient and the patient's family are reluctant, they will agree to the doctor's request. But this patient has just been operated on, and it is not certain whether he has been infected with toxic shock, so they want to interview. ”

"Director Fan also asked me if I had any other opinions, and you said, what do I have in mind." Ji Xiang grinned, his teeth were snow-white, and the mask was taken off by him, revealing sincerity.

"Let's go, ignore them, go to my duty room and let's chat." Mr. Miao pulled Ji Xiang and said, "Doctor Ji Xiang, how did you diagnose this patient just now?" ”

"Ask for a medical history."

Ji Xiang and Mr. Miao chatted while walking farther and farther, leaving Director Fan and the film crew with a sad face.

"Dao'er, Dr. Ji Xiang didn't agree?"

Director Fan gritted his teeth, looking bitter and hateful.

"He didn't say anything, but I knew in my heart that he had his own ideas. Damn, what an abomination! ”