He Wenyuan's pain was relieved a lot because of the effect of morphine. Now he is sleeping on the stretcher bed with his body facing the wall, his eyes closed and resting. He did not turn around when he saw Qi Jing.

Qi Jing refused the stethoscope handed over by Chen Xing, but put on disposable plastic gloves and touched He Wenyuan's chest twice.

Suddenly he was put on one hand, and He Wenyuan was shocked: "What's wrong?"

"I am a doctor."

"This is the first one, are you finished?" He Wenyuan seemed very impatient, "I'm fine now, the marathon is not over yet, let me be discharged from the hospital."

"It's okay?"

Qi Jing smiled, hesitated near his chest for a while, suddenly found the right position and pressed it down slightly.

This move made He Wenyuan feel very painful. He quickly shook his body and escaped Qi Jing's fingers, then curled up and covered the place tightly with both hands.

"You, you..."

"Don't talk, it'll be fine in a while."

Qi Jing let go of his hands and put them on He Wenyuan's hands and feet, and pulled them hard in his direction, preparing to turn around completely. But the patient seemed to have noticed it, and he held the handle on the side of the stretcher tightly with his hands, showing extreme resistance.

"I still feel like I'm fine?"

He Wenyuan didn't understand why he was sleeping well, so why did he press the key part after touching it twice? He also knew very well the purpose of his side sleeping, just like a roundworm in his stomach.

"How do you know it will hurt if I sleep to the left?"

"You have been here for an hour and have never slept here." Qi Jing patted his shoulder and advised, "If you are sick, be patient. When you are cured, you can run away every day, no one will stop you."

He Wenyuan received good information, and he felt that there was no need to stay there. Now all he had to do was sit aside, wait for the cardiology department to take over the angiography, and then go to see the results.

Qi Jing took off his gloves and threw them into the plastic bucket, ready to return to his post.

But Chen Xing followed him closely because of the magical scene just now and refused to leave: "Teacher Qi, did you determine the location of the myocardial infarction with your bare hands just now?"

Qi Jing frowned and felt his flattery slap his feet: "Don't flatter."

"No, it was really amazing just now."

“I just had a simple palpation.”

"But you immediately found the location of his chest pain."

People are not omnipotent. On the one hand, they are stronger, but on the other hand, they are weaker.

Qi Jing likes his temper very much, and he can accept his poor learning ability. If he doesn't work, he can teach slowly in the future. After all, he is just a medical student who has not graduated and can't be too harsh.

So even if Chen Xing acted a little dull, he would not care too much: "When the patient came, he kept covering his hands, and the fool knew that it would hurt there. This is a protective measure to prevent being touched. Morphine was forgotten at one point, and I just helped him recall it."

“Protection measures?”

"I haven't seen it in textbooks?"

Chen Xing nodded: "No."

Qi Jing sighed. This child still has a long way to go: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I'll teach you."

Qi Jing raised his leg and kicked Chen Xing.

The position is the outer side of the calf, opposite to the inner side, the muscles there are thicker, but you will still feel pain when kicked by leather shoes.

Chen Xing was suddenly kicked and just reacted, but Qi Jing wanted to kick again. He took two steps back reflexively and covered it with both hands.

"Now everyone knows that you have a pain there, do you understand?"

"I understand."

"Remember to tell you Teacher Ji that if he wants him to do an imaging as soon as possible, the myocardial enzyme spectrum will definitely be high and there is nothing to see."

At this point, Chen Xing’s doctor index in Qi Jing’s mind was: 43 points, temporarily unqualified. If he has any amazing performance in the future, or has accumulated experience, this score may be improved.

After saying that, he sat back to his original position as the visitor. It was about to get off work. No matter how boring the job of the visitor was, he would do it until three o'clock in the afternoon.

He himself is different from Qin Ruofen and Xue Ping. He is not the first doctor of the patient and does not have to hand over the shift with the successor doctor. He can get off work as long as the morning shift is over at 3 o'clock.

By then, Qi Jing will be able to completely get into the clinic next door.

However, at this moment, the daily routine in the emergency room that he least wanted to happen suddenly happened.

The patient was a middle-aged man with chest tightness and shortness of breath for half an hour. He was accompanied by his wife to seek medical treatment.

Qi Jing thought it was a heart problem at first glance, so he gave it to Qin Ruofen.

Qin Ruofen gave several tests, drew several tubes of blood, had electrocardiograms, and cardiochromatograms, but the results failed to solve the patient's problem.

After Qin Ruofen gave the third wave of examination, the other party finally couldn't help but burst out: "Do you think the angiography can be seen clearly, so you can't finish the angiography when you come up? One examination after another, are you cheating me of money?"

Qin Ruofen was not far from menopause at all ages. She worked all day and took over more than 200 patients. She was patient and had worn them out.

Suddenly, he got angry when he was fussed like this. Of course, even though he had a temper, she was quite calm: "Don't want to check it? If you don't check it, sign it."

"What's your attitude? Is it still a doctor? How did you talk to me?"

"I have told you several times before. Heart examinations need to be divided into levels, so you have to take it step by step. Now you say I'm cheating money? What money did I take?"

Qin Ruofen slapped the atomic pen in his hand on the record book, pointed to the newly written passage, and said, "Do you check it? If you don't check it, sign it."

"MD! Blackheart Hospital!"

Although the man was very rough, he was obviously angry with the doctor before and was unwilling to do anything. In the end, he finally held back his anger and grabbed the treatment sheet and left the clinic.

But after he came out, he completely let go of his hands and feet and kept cursing.

Even if Qi Jing closed the door, he still opened his voice, hoping to send these voices in. This scolding mobilized all those waiting for the hospital, and everyone was talking about it for a while.

Qi Jing also worked in administration, and what he did at that time was to resolve the conflict between doctors and patients, so he knew very well how bad it would be if this matter was allowed to develop.

Qin Ruofen is old and usually doesn't care too much about this kind of thing. But judging from her tone just now, she is not afraid of ten thousand, but is afraid of it. If she runs out impulsively, it will escalate into a real verbal battle.

He always felt that his personality was incompatible with the administrative department, but his negotiation skills have been influenced by so many years, and there are still some.

In order to spend the last half hour smoothly, Qi Jing got up and walked over.

He patted the man on the shoulder and smiled and invited the person to the waiting seat beside him: "Brother, come and sit down to calm down."

"Little brother, do you think she is cheating on me? She keeps checking listings."
Chapter completed!