Take the hospital back to ancient times

Chapter 164 Breathing sounds like ducklings

Chen Buer is not bothered anymore, he looks like a rich man, why is he such a mother-in-law?
"Didn't I just say that if it doesn't work, you will get a full refund, and you will be compensated ten times. What worries do you have? Do you want it?"

Wang Rui gritted his teeth: "Success, I'll try it now. If it doesn't work, I'll smash your signboard. It's really curative. I'll reward you a lot, and then I'll introduce you to business."

Chen Buer was delighted when he heard it, and said with a smirk: "Don't worry about the curative effect, in case your waist is broken, our orthopedics department is not bad, remember to visit us."

Wang Rui felt refreshed now. He threw down a bag of broken silver and walked away quickly. It felt like no one else could tie him up anymore.

The thin man opened it, looked at it, and nodded: "Master, ten taels of silver, not much."

Chen Buer stretched his waist: "Okay, let's put it away. It's not easy to open a business for the first time. It took me a long time to fool around."

Pan Mingyue felt a little anxious:

"Brother Seven, he didn't take any medicine. How dare you say that you will refund the money and pay him ten times the silver taels. We doctors, how can we say that we can cure all diseases by ourselves, and it will definitely be effective?"

She is really in a hurry, how can there be such a guarantee when seeing a doctor?Didn't Uncle Chen's experience in the palace arouse his fiancé's vigilance and teach him a lesson?
It's the first time to go to the clinic alone, if it doesn't work, and the other party really quarrels and wants to lose money, will he still have the brand and reputation of Chen Buer?

While throwing the bag of broken silver, Chen Buer said indifferently:
"Don't worry, how could I make fun of my reputation? I'm not sure about other diseases. This kind of male disease is trivial to me. Sprinkle water."

Pan Mingyue rolled her eyes, feeling sullen, thinking that this guy is indeed an unreliable master, but fortunately she still wanted to help him a little.

At this time, the voice of the doctor from the hospital came from outside the door:

"Seventh Young Master, there is an emergency child outside, and the other doctors are unable to help. The Second Master asked me to ask if you are free?"

"Yo, emergency, please come in."

As a doctor, when I hear the emergency call, my muscles will tense up, and my mind will be highly concentrated, and I will quickly recall which symptoms and which medicines should be used.

At this time, a group of people rushed in, and a man in a uniform yelled anxiously: "Doctor, hurry up, take a look at what's wrong with my son?"

Chen Bu'er and Pan Mingyue immediately surrounded him, and saw that it was a little boy about five years old. At this moment, he was panting, and he could obviously hear something like a duckling:
Hoo~~~Hoo~~~
Breathing was quite strenuous, sweating profusely, eyes wide open, and looking at Chen Buer as if asking for help.

As soon as Chen Buer pulled the boy's shirt open, he saw three parts: the suprasternal fossa, supraclavicular fossa, and intercostal space, and there would be obvious depressions as he inhaled.

Chen Buer said softly to Pan Mingyue:
"Do you see the depressions in these three places? This is a typical inspiratory dyspnea caused by partial upper airway obstruction, but fortunately, the little boy's face did not turn blue."

Before Pan Mingyue could answer, he looked at the foreigner again: "Did the child suddenly have difficulty breathing? What was he doing before?"

"Oh, oh, isn't the weather good today? I wanted to take my son out for shopping, and then I saw a pastry seller on the road, so he clamored for lotus leaf cake. I..."

Chen Buer was in a hurry: "Let's get to the point!"

"The important point, yes, the important point is that not long after my son ate the tea cake, he said that he was out of breath and his chest was very tight. Then he happened to be next to your medical center, and I immediately hugged him. Doctor, is my son okay? ? There must be nothing wrong?"

Chen Bu'er was relieved when he heard this, so that the foreign matter could block the airway, otherwise it would be fatal.

The Heimlich first aid method does not necessarily expel foreign bodies, so an emergency tracheotomy, at least a puncture, is required. In ancient times, if you cut a child's trachea with a pair of scissors, the parents would probably go crazy.

If you die, you will definitely treat your doctor as a murderer and slash him with a knife.

Chen Buer quickly took out the stethoscope and put it on, holding the stethoscope head in one hand, and began to auscultate the little boy's lungs.

Although Pan Mingyue said nothing, her eyes lit up when she saw Chen Buer take out a strange tool and start auscultation:
"Could it be that this is Western medicine?"

After auscultation for a while, Chen Buer came to a conclusion: "This is asthma caused by food allergies."

"allergy?"

No one could understand what this meant.

Chen Buer pointed to the skin on the little boy and said, "See? This is hives, which is caused by allergies. The child has difficulty breathing now. You all forgot to mention this."

The waiter patted his forehead at this time: "That's right, that's right, my son first said that he was itchy all over, and then he said he couldn't breathe."

Pan Mingyue also knelt down and checked the rash on the little boy herself. As a "medical apprentice", she certainly knew that it was a kind of "peach blossom ringworm", but she didn't understand why Chen Buer called it "allergic". ?
She silently memorized it in her heart and learned a new term.

Seeing that his girlfriend was so open-minded and eager to learn, Chen Buer deliberately dialed a few words and put the stethoscope on her ear:
"Listen first, what sound can you hear?"

Pan Mingyue felt a sense of novelty, and listened attentively to the sound in this strange tool, while Chen Buer helped move the stethoscope head.

After a while, Pan Mingyue said in surprise:
"Brother Seven, I heard it. I heard a plopping sound. This should be the sound of a heartbeat, right? It's so clear. Also, there seems to be a whistling sound, like whistling with your mouth. can hear."

Chen Buer took off his stethoscope and nodded, saying:

"The whirring sound is called asthma sound. Because it is an allergy, what you hear is dry rales, which are very clear and clean. If it is pneumonia, what you hear is a small sound like the bursting of water bubbles, it is called Rales."

Pan Mingyue blinked, apparently a bit confused about what the dry rale sound was, but it sounded very professional.

The young couple are giving medical education verbally, and the staff next to them can't stand it any longer:
"Doctor, doctor, don't be so busy chatting, my son is like this, you have to find a way, I feel uncomfortable seeing it, don't talk about my son."

The little boy was very polite, even though he was struggling to inhale, he imitated the adults and cupped his hands at Chen Buer:
"Big...big...husband...I...I...so...difficult..."

He couldn't finish a complete sentence, and Chen Buer felt like he was holding his breath.

Pan Mingyue blushed from what they said, and said quickly, "Seventh brother, what should we do now? Help him, it's so pitiful."

(End of this chapter)