"What examination did the patient have?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Head, chest CT, abdominal ultrasound, and X-ray of both lower limbs." Yuan Li replied subconsciously, and as soon as he said that he regretted it.

Is he a hospitalized person from Haicheng First Hospital?

no!

If not, why should I answer his question? But Yuan Li saw Zheng Ren’s serious expression and did not cause any trouble. The countless cases before told Yuan Li that it would be better not to question Boss Zheng’s diagnosis.

Moreover, if this patient really has something to do, he will be sent to other hospitals according to his own judgment. If something happens halfway, he will be entangled by the patient's family, complain or even threaten, and the person who beats and scolds him is still the one who is beaten and scolded.

As he was talking, the doctor in the ultrasound room pushed the B-ultrasound at the head of the bed and was angry.

After a night of struggle, only this point can you have a good sleep. If you encounter a doctor who has difficulty falling asleep, you may not be able to sleep well all night.

People in their thirties and forties, and not sleeping all night will cause great damage to their bodies.

After she came in, she saw Zheng Ren, rubbed her eyes, and said in surprise: "Mr. Zheng? Haven't you gone to the imperial capital?"

"Come back and see the director." Zheng Ren said, pulling the B-ultrasound machine at the head of the bed, turning on the machine, applying coupling agent to the patient's abdomen, and starting an ultrasound examination.

"Boss Zheng, do you even have this?"

"Understand."

"..." Mr. Wang complained in his heart, and understood a little, and understood a little! P-J syndrome is a little, and B-ultrasound is a little, so I understand a little!

Is there anything else that you don’t understand?

"Mr. Zheng, I have seen my stomach. There is no effusion in the abdominal cavity, and there is no subcapsular hematoma in the parenchymal organs. There is no late bleeding. "The doctor in the ultrasound room said in a low voice.

The patient's family has come in, so you should be more cautious when communicating.

"Consider the abdominal aorta, thoracic aorta combined with dissection aneurysm." Zheng Ren said, and then the B-ultrasound probe pressed on the patient's stomach and began to look carefully.

Mr. Zheng is still as awesome as ever. The doctor in the ultrasound room sighed. The B-ultrasound at the bedside has extremely low resolution, so it is enough to be able to see it. As for the many, I really can't tell.

The patient's family was confused. Seeing so many doctors in the emergency room, a tense atmosphere was scattered in the air. Didn't Dr. Yuan say that it's okay? What's wrong?

Soon, Zheng Ren put the probe back and greeted Yuan Li: "Explain the condition with the patient's family, diagnose the chest and abdominal aortic dissection. Contact the ICU and send it to control blood pressure, analgesic treatment, and other surgeries immediately."

After saying that, he turned around and asked Mr. Wang: "Will anyone else make a bracket after I leave?"

Mr. Wang shook his head in confusion.

Zheng Ren guessed this, but unfortunately he came back in a hurry, and Feng Xuhui did not follow with the big, slightly exaggerated trolley case.

When he is here, I don’t think anything is wrong. Once I want to use it, but I don’t have consumables, I realize Feng Xuhui’s importance.

Zheng Ren had no good idea, so he picked up his cell phone, took a look at the time, hesitated for a moment, and still called out.

"Hello, Director Wang."

"Well, I'm Zheng Ren. Do you have an aortic stent?"

"Please help me, I have an emergency department."

"It's not the imperial capital, it's the first hospital of the city. Well, I'll come back to see the old director. I happened to meet a patient. I'm worried. You can do it as soon as possible."

After saying that, Zheng Ren hung up the phone.

"Boss Zheng, who should I call?" Mr. Wang was a little confused.

"Director Wang Qiang, Intervention Department of the Second Hospital." Zheng Ren said.

Nima... Mr. Wang cursed in his heart. He ordered the directors of other hospitals to be the same as his own young doctor.

Mr. Zheng is really speechless. Besides, it’s five o’clock in the morning, and someone comes to deliver the stand directly... How much face does that mean?

But Boss Zheng said he wanted a stand, which was so simple and direct, and he didn't even say a little polite.

What a fuck!

People are really incomparable. If they compare, they will be pissed to death.

Yuan Li sat on wax, and all the previous explanations were reduced to zero, and he had to explain to his family again. What should he explain? He diagnosed something with his own diagnosis? He cursed in his heart hatefully, and then became a little confused.

How did Mr. Zheng know there was a mezzanine?

To be honest, he doesn't hate Zheng Ren. Although such a thing is slapping in the face, it is also a life-saving service. It is easy to make a judgment between life and face.

If you want to hate, you can only regret that you are not lucky. It’s just a fracture. Why does it have a dissection?

When it comes to dissection, it is rare to say that it is common. It is rare. In the whole emergency department, there are 3 or 5 people a year. Every emergency department doctor is facing a great enemy of dissection, but he cannot predict it in advance.

It’s impossible for every patient to have a vascular CTA when seeing a doctor. In that case, who can stand being over-medical?

But it is difficult to make a clear diagnosis, so doctors in every emergency department are cautious and walking on thin ice.

There was a patient with a simple rib fracture in the chest department. After being admitted to the hospital, he walked around like a good person after clicking the drip. Suddenly, he died the next day, and the matter was very serious.

The patient's family said that they would not take the body away, and asked the hospital to give an explanation.

In fact, no one can stand this kind of thing. A good person dies like this, without any buffering at all. How can you accept it?

But the doctor has no choice. All patients can't get a full test when they are admitted to the hospital.

This kind of thing is still a matter of fate.

His life seemed to be good. One foot had already stepped out of the cliff and was pulled back by General Zheng. Yuan Li explained to the patient's family while thinking to himself.

During the operation, I went to take a look at it myself. If it were true, I would have been a holiday in the past... MD, I didn't have myself in my eyelids, so Yuan Li sighed.

This is not Mr. Zheng last year. He has been soaring into a dragon in half a year. He came back to save his life and the patient "simplely". I guess Mr. Zheng won't remember this in a day or two.

People are really different.

Zheng Ren didn't know Yuan Li's inner confusion, so he and Mr. Wang walked back. The patient on the surgery had been sent. If he didn't hurry up and rushed back, the patient would be very scared when he lay on the operating table.

"Boss Zheng, is the diagnosis accurate?" Mr. Wang asked. Until now, he still couldn't believe Zheng Ren's diagnosis, but he could not question it.

"Hmm?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Wang glanced at Zheng Ren, but didn't know why he was stunned.

"diagnosis?"

"yes."

"Aren't you doing a B-ultrasound? The blood flow in the interlayer is quite obvious. Didn't you notice it?"

"..." Mr. Wang finally knew why Boss Zheng was confused.

"Oh, you are a general foreign doctor. The diagnosis is clear, it is a dissection, and the stent is sent for surgery to orthopedics to treat osteopathic syndrome." Zheng Ren said lightly.
Chapter completed!