Chapter Twenty-Four: Sweeping the Floor
As the seriously ill Tian Baiguang arrived at the emergency department, the entire emergency department was busy.
Tian Baiguang was pushed into the monitoring room, the ventilator was on the ventilator, the physiological signs detector was also on the board, and seven or eight nurses were busy coming in and out.
"Ahh Tian Baiguang woke up, but he was ordered to be deaf and dumb, speechless, looking at the surrounding environment, Tian Baiguang was completely dumbfounded, what kind of place is this?
Tian Baiguang saw a fist, getting bigger and bigger, as big as a casserole.
"Little brother....... Tian Baiguang shouted in his heart.
Peng, Li Changfeng punched over, and knocked Tian Baiguang unconscious.
"You, you, why are you dealing with patients like this?
Li Changfeng said with a straight face: "Don't be impatient, it's better to faint at the moment than to be awake, you don't understand medicine, and you can't explain it." ”
"That's right....... The security guard scratched his head.
"Director Li?"
"What's the matter?" Li Changfeng heard someone shouting behind him, turned around majestically, and suddenly his scalp was numb, and he said embarrassedly: "Director Li, I am Li Changfeng, and I specially escorted this patient here." ”
It turned out that Director Li, the attending physician of the emergency department, had arrived.
Director Li was full of white hair, pushed his glasses, and looked at Li Changfeng's internship certificate, "I heard you say just now, are you Director Li?"
Li Changfeng was embarrassed, in order to speed up the treatment process, he shouted like that, it seemed to have a good effect, but he didn't expect to be heard by Director Li, "No, no, Director, you must have heard it wrong, where did I say Director Li? Only Director Li's level can save this person, Director Li is the idol of our medical school." ”
"Don't give me a set. Director Li pushed his glasses, "What's wrong with him?"
"Report to the director, he suffered an abdominal injury and a ruptured lower part of his small intestine, which was about five centimeters long and about 0.5 centimeters wide. Signs of infection, high fever does not go away....... Li Changfeng said.
"This is a knife wound, seeing that this dress is ancient, it should be filming a martial arts drama, right?" Director Li checked it.
"Uh-huh. Li Changfeng nodded hurriedly, thinking that if you can understand, I don't have to lie to others.
At this time, the little head nurse ran in, "Report director, the green channel authority has been opened, and the operating room is ready." ”
"You go pay the bill first. Director Li looked at Li Changfeng and said lightly.
"You don't need to pay for the green channel first!" Li Changfeng said with a sigh in his heart.
"Xiao Wu, you can lift the green channel. Director Li said calmly.
"Director!" Li Changfeng became anxious.
Director Li looked at Tian Baiguang, "He is not a critically ill patient, and, looking at his clothes, he should have a unit company." Didn't you just say that it was someone under Lin Muxi, the director of the director department of our academy?"
He added: "Our hospital has a system, and it can't be anyone who finds an intern to open a green channel." ”
"First clean the wound for him, hang water to reduce inflammation, when to pay the fee, when to have surgery. After Director Li finished speaking, he walked out.
"Can't die. He followed again.
What the director said is not unreasonable.
But Li Changfeng didn't have any money, he was afraid of paying the fee first, so he shouted 'the director is here' to open the green channel.
"Junior brother, let's hurry up and make money. Although the patient's condition can last for a few days, the sooner the treatment is better. The little head nurse said with concern.
"Senior sister, how much does this cost?" Li Changfeng heard him call him junior brother, and he knew that he also graduated from Haidong Medical College.
"20,000 yuan is enough to get out of the operating table. Senior Sister said.
As soon as Li Changfeng touched his pocket, he only had a few hundred yuan.
At this time, the voice of the radio sounded outside, "I have received a notice from the dean, please ask all medical staff at the level of chief physician or above who do not have critical patients to go to the inpatient department of the first department of internal medicine for ......." ”
"Xiao Wu, there is something to call me, I went. Director Li didn't look back, and left after an explanation.
Li Changfeng has never encountered such a situation.
But the senior sister next to her seemed to have experience, and said, "This should be an urgent patient number, or a special patient." ”
......
Li Changfeng also came to the inpatient department of the first department of internal medicine.
I found that this place was already full of people, including policemen and people who seemed to be leaders, walking around and calling to report.
The place has been placed under martial law by the police, and you can only enter and exit, except for the staff, of course.
"Senior, what's going on inside?" Li Changfeng stopped an intern who had just come out.
"Senior brother, it's Secretary Wang Zehai, it seems that he has food poisoning, and now his condition is fierce, but he hasn't been detected to be poisoned. Secretary Wang is a good secretary of the people, God bless ....... The senior left in a panic.
Li Changfeng had also heard of this secretary, who had been staying in the mountainous areas for the sake of poverty alleviation, and the people loved him very much.
"This time it was hanging, and it took two hours for the test report to come out. ”
"It's too late. "In the past, celebrities in the medical field of Haidong are now in groups in the corridor, and there are many discussions, and it seems that not only the doctors from the Affiliated Hospital of Haidong University are here, but also the directors of other hospitals.
Li Changfeng, dressed in a white coat, can be regarded as an insider, and successfully sneaked to the special care ward.
I found that there were police guards outside the ward, and I couldn't get in at all.
As soon as he had an idea, he took a dun cloth, saying that he has been cleaning for the past few months, and he is really skilled in picking up the dun cloth at this moment.
"What are you doing?" and sure enough, he was stopped by the police.
"This comrade, I am cleaning, if you don't clean it in time, the environment will deteriorate. Li Changfeng said.
At this time, a two-bar leader next to him waved his hand, and Li Changfeng finally entered the room.
The intensive care unit is spacious, but it is also very crowded at the moment.
As soon as Li Changfeng entered, his eyes widened too wide, and he saw many big people who could only be seen in medical school photos in the past.
The School of Medicine has two walls, one with the deceased old-timers and the other with contemporary medical authorities, both of which are examples for students to learn from and strive for.
Due to the existence of a group of old men, other directors and others have to stand aside.
The inner circle is divided into two waves, on one side is Lu Jianguo, the president of the Affiliated Hospital of Haidong University, and on the other side is a group of old men with crane hair and childish faces.
At this time, an old man said disdainfully: "Old Lu, this is the hospital you are responsible for, and the organization trusts you, so Secretary Wang was sent here." But I never expected that you, Lu Jianguo, couldn't even come up with a treatment plan. If it weren't for Elder Zheng being here today, how would you explain to the organization?"
Just now, it was Zheng Lao who was ordered to come up with a treatment plan, and now it seems that it really has a miraculous effect. The poisoning response plummeted, and vital signs such as blood and heart rate tended to normal.
Everyone looked at Lu Jianguo, and Lu Jianguo's face was hot.
At this time, Zheng Jingdao, who stood up in front of a group of old men, said: "Old Lu, you are a major in traditional Chinese medicine, and you are the executive director of the National Association of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and you have devoted your life to the inheritance, research, breakthrough, and syndrome differentiation treatment of traditional Chinese medicine. It is often advertised that Chinese medicine has a longer history than Western medicine, and everyone is encouraged to choose Chinese medicine to study. ”
Zheng Jing sighed, "But now, look at it, without us Western doctors, the secretary would have died in your hospital bed." ”
Li Changfeng found that although a group of old men spoke very easily, they could smell the life-and-death 'struggle' in private medicine.
Obviously, peers are jealous, the old dean has been seized of the opportunity, is being struggling, and the situation is very isolated.
"Director Zhao, let's transfer to the hospital as soon as possible and transfer to our People's Hospital for further treatment. Zheng Jing said to an official.
Although the other presidents were reluctant to go to the People's Hospital, they couldn't let the secretary be here with Lu Jianguo, so they echoed one after another.
Li Changfeng is now very sensitive to the symptoms of poisoning, after all, he has studied the detoxification scripture of Gao Yizhi, and he has never really used it.
At this moment, my heart was itching, so I pretended to clean up and slowly walked to the hospital bed.
Elder Zheng saw Li Changfeng, "Hey, what are you doing as a cleaning intern so close? Don't you see that your deans are helpless?
A group of old men were happy, this was Zheng Lao borrowing interns to hit people, so they all looked at Lu Jianguo.
Lu Jianguo's face became even hotter.
"It's okay for me to cure. Li Changfeng stopped dying, straightened his waist, and carried the dun to preach.
Zheng Jing was petrified at that time. In his opinion, this intern must have run away in fright, and he still had something to say to Lu Jianguo, his lifelong 'mortal enemy', but he didn't expect that this intern didn't run, and he still had to be treated.
The other old men who had come to see Lehe grew their mouths one by one and were silent.
But soon they were angry, this young man was so crazy, he was a little intern, or an intern who could only clean, he dared to be so arrogant in front of us old academicians, who gave him the confidence?
He still wants to be treated? Don't you see that the dean of his family is helpless? This little intern, is it okay for him to pretend to be realistic like this?