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203. I'd be happy to have a door-to-door service

"Don't be excited, the old man has a cerebral infarction. After the thrombosis is melted, he will still have the chance to recover slowly." Qi Jing comforted her and said nothing more. Instead, he focused on the child. Ji Qing did not interrupt and sat quietly aside to see what he would do next.

Since Qi Jing cares about the child, the problem should be the child.

The four and a half years old child could speak long ago, but he didn't say anything, whether it was too unfamiliar with the hospital or the white coats coming in and out around him were too scary. Since getting off the ambulance, the child just coughed twice from time to time, and there was no other abnormality.

But coughing does not mean anything. Ji Qing only felt like a normal dry cough when he heard the coughing sound. Maybe it was a cold, maybe it was a stimulating the respiratory tract by the hospital's disinfectant water, or it was a stress reaction after excessive tension, which was possible.

However, Qi Jing's hearing is much better than that of ordinary people, and he seems to hear something different from the cough.

The child is in a very nervous state now, and he is not a pediatrician. Forced examination will only make the child even more nervous and make this old aunt misunderstood.

Qi Jing waved to Ji Qing: "Look at how boring the child is to stay alone, take out the stethoscope."

All the words were said in front of others, Ji Qing could not refuse, so he could only send the mdf that he had just obtained a few days ago: "Children, let's see what this is? It's very fun, do you want it?"

The child glanced at him twice, shook his head, and pointed at the 3m hanging around Qi Jing's neck: "I want this."

Looking at his serious little face, Ji Qing couldn't help laughing: "Puff, it's all right, it's actually in the hands of a child. Qi Jing, you have today too."

"This kid is really good at judging things. He has a great prospect when he grows up." Qi Jing smiled awkwardly, took down the stethoscope and handed it over, "The best stethoscope in the world, let's play with it."

It looks free and easy, but in fact it is bleeding in my heart.

After getting this stethoscope of more than 200 yuan, after playing for a few times, the child completely let go of his guard. Although he still coughed, he at least laughed: "Hahahahaha..."

There is no problem with the laughter in front, but what is the ending sound immediately following behind?

Qi Jing and Ji Qing both heard it right away, and it felt like the chirping of crickets, but the sound quality was a bit dull and a little far away. In fact, no matter what it looks like, it cannot be the sound that should be for normal breathing.

The old aunt holding the child was also stunned and wanted to ask the child, but Qi Jing silently stopped her.

Now the little guy is holding a stethoscope and swaying in the air. There is nothing strange except the strange sound just now. It is not good to interrupt him now. Qi Jing looked at his naughty look and thrust his face. He took out a pen from his pocket and wanted to replace the stethoscope.

"No! Don't change!"

"This one can be drawn, yours can't do it." Qi Jing took out the test sheet and drew a kitten on it, "Look, it's so fun."

The child was said to have a "weakness", and drawing and writing successfully attracted his attention. The checklist of ct is large enough, and now it temporarily acts as his drawing board: "This is a big yellow dog, that is a big dinosaur, haha..."

Another sound, but this time the child reacted a little and then coughed several times.

Now that the stethoscope is back in hand, the child is having fun, and the family members hear abnormal sounds, which is a good opportunity to check. With the help of the old aunt, Qi Jing easily completed the auscultation of the left and right lungs and immediately made a phone call gesture: "Call the respiratory department is coming down to take a look."

“What’s the situation?”

"Absorbing by mistake." Qi Jing said.

"Can you breathe so easily after aspiration?" The passion felt strange.

Most children will aspirate by mistake and cause hypoxia due to blockage of the trachea. If a smaller person enters the bronchial, it should cause atelectasis. Atelectasis can make people feel obvious pain and discomfort, and even without atelectasis, it should secrete a large amount of sputum.

It is really rare to be able to play as if nothing had happened like him.

While Ji Qing called the switchboard, Qi Jing asked the old aunt: "Did you buy toys when you went to the park?"

"Yes, I bought a balloon, a bubble blowing, and a flute-like toy that can stretch with a breath."

"Oh, flute, it should be a small whistle..." Qi Jing glanced at Ji Qing, who had already checked the sucked things on the phone: "Yes, a four-and-a-half-year-old child sucked the plastic whistle. The situation is OK now, but when laughing, there will be a whistle sound and cough."

Although the whistle is not small in size, it has ventilation holes inside, so it does not cause blockage. Moreover, because of the existence of the whistle, it is easy to "blow" it after vigorous ventilation.

Two accidents in succession made the old aunt completely anxious: "Absorbing by mistake? Is it important? It won't be a problem, right?"

"The trachea and bronchial duct are very thin, so they should not fall too deep." Qi Jing said, "Try it with a bronchoscope, and it is likely that it can be taken out."

"No wonder he kept standing aside and coughing when I went to see my wife." The old aunt was a little annoyed, "It turned out that she sucked the whistle into her lungs..."

"Because of aspiration, the old man became anxious and his blood pressure began to soar when he was anxious." Qi Jing connected the incident together.

Things were indeed the same as he thought. With the help of pediatric bronchoscope, the whistle was successfully removed. After the old man was diagnosed with cerebral infarction, he was also taken away by the neurology department.

"Perfect solution." Qi Jing stretched, then looked at the time, "It's almost time to get off work, let's go to the judotan today, I haven't been there for a long time."

Bee Ling ~

Fang Xiaoli answered the phone and turned around and looked at where Qi Jing was sitting: "Senior Qi, please answer the phone."

"What's wrong? The car is coming again?"

"No." Fang Xiaoli said, "It was an external phone call transferred from the switchboard. I want the emergency physician to listen to it."

Qi Jing looked up and looked around. There was really no one in the office. After picking up the three cars, two more came one after another. Ji Qing and Chen Xiao had already gone out to do things. A while ago, the place was crowded with family members, chattering non-stop. After a while, they all dispersed, the place became surprisingly quiet again.

"All right."

Qi Jing got up and took the phone call: "Danyang Hospital Internal Medicine Emergency Department."

"Doctor, I would like to ask about the situation, if..."

Qi Jing originally thought he was the family of a patient who was under observation, but he was preparing to consult the condition of the patient. He couldn't help but frown: "This is a call from the emergency center. If you have any questions, call an ambulance or come to the hospital for examination. My voice cannot be cured, so what's the point of calling?"

The other end of the phone also seemed helpless and apologized repeatedly, but he refused to hang up: "We really can't go out now, so we want to ask you for consultation."

"If you can't go out, can you open the door?"

"Open the door..." the man thought about it carefully and replied, "It should be OK."

"Then call an ambulance, they will be responsible for carrying you over." Qi Jing wanted to hang up the phone after saying that, but the other party's answer made him interested in the next second

"No, we can't call a taxi, we are two of us."

Qi Jing had never seen this before, so he simply went straight to the point: "What's wrong? Don't waste my time!"

"My girlfriend and I... are connected, connected."

"Link together?" Qi Jing frowned, "Is the skin stuck with glue?"

"No, it's either glue, it's that."

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