Doctor of Healing

"The clinical situation is like this, let alone ordinary people's awareness of diseases and diagnosis and treatment is about zero. Even if it is an old doctor, what can happen? It should be an accident." Meng Qingfei said.

"Teacher, is there anything else?"

"Of course, don't think that you are very powerful." Meng Qingfei looked at Ji Xiang and said directly, without thinking that Ji Xiang would think too much.

Ji Xiang smiled.

The system NPC also said similar words.

"Some time ago...the pediatric emergency department of our hospital stopped, did you know that?" Meng Qingfei suddenly changed the subject.

"I don't know, Teacher Meng."

"There are fewer and fewer paediatricians. It takes a lot of trouble to support a paediatric department and a neonate. The severe paediatric department has stopped. There is no way. Then again, there is a patient who comes to see a doctor with a child."

There is still a difference between Meng Qingfei and Zhao Zhe. Although he will stray from the topic when he talks, he always takes the topic back as soon as possible.

Except for the dirty white clothes, the other points of this person are not bad, Ji Xiang thought.

"The 30-week-old newborn was brought by the county hospital below with a 120 ambulance. I issued a hospitalization order and went straight to the hospital. I was afraid that it would be difficult to explain if there was no doctor in the middle of the accident, so I followed."

"What happened afterward?"

"30-week premature infant, the infant develops progressive dyspnea, moaning, cyanosis, and three concave inspiratory signs within 4 to 12 hours after birth. Let me test you, what disease is diagnosed?"

"Neonatal Respiratory Distress Syndrome." Ji Xiang replied directly without thinking.

"Not bad." Meng Qingfei nodded, Ji Xiang's basic knowledge was indeed solid.

Although this is a simple question, it is not bad that doctors who are not specializing in pediatrics can answer half of it.

"The treatment of neonatal respiratory distress syndrome requires a drug, pig lung phosphate injection. The commercial name of this drug in our hospital is Guersu, 5300 pieces."

"Oh." Ji Xiang has no concept of money. It doesn't matter if he adds more than 5300 or one or two less.

Seeing Ji Xiang's flat face, Meng Qingfei was slightly startled, but didn't think much about it.

"While sending the children to the neonatal ward, I first gave them a vaccination and said this medicine."

"You know, if doctors from two different systems say it, the patient's family will accept it a little more. This medicine is too expensive, and it's actually not good. It doesn't take much in a year, and the manufacturer is taking the natural flow."

Meng Qingfei explained that Ji Xiang probably knew what he meant.

"Is it used at home later, is the child okay?" Ji Xiang asked.

He estimated that Teacher Meng was telling himself such a clinical experience.

"No, the patient died the next day before I got off work."

"!
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"Because Guersu is expensive, so the patient's family discussed it. I don't know which second-tier doctor to call, but they said that the hospital can't have such expensive medicines!"

"Just, it's useless?" Ji Xiang was surprised.

"Well, it's useless." Meng Qingfei said calmly, "Because of the doctor's words, the patient's family refused to take the medicine, and the child died."

"What I'm telling you is the same reason that I don't remove sutures from patients." Meng Qingfei said seriously, "Nowadays, there are many branches of clinical departments, and it is impossible to describe them as separated by mountains. Every department is separated by a mountain. understand."

Ji Xiang was stunned and nodded.

"That's what it means." Meng Qingfei said with a smile, "Don't say anything else, the nurses in our hospital have children, and how many are delayed with neonatal jaundice?

"Mr. Meng, I understand."

"If you have nothing to do, come and have a look. If you can handle some small stitches, I'll take you to do them first." Meng Qingfei felt that he had given Ji Xiangtian a great favor, and said very cautiously, "You can sew it yourself when you're done. ."

Ji Xiang didn't explain how well he did the operation, and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

"Don't say that. I was off work a few days ago, and I went to the imaging department for something. They said something that made me dizzy."

"A postgraduate student in the imaging department, a doctor from my own family, I don't know who went through and stayed." Meng Qingfei said, "It has been three years since the license examination."

"Uh, not really."

"The point of my confusion is that I don't even know that doctors in the imaging department also have to take a practice certificate. If they want to have the right to diagnose, they must have a practicing doctor. Otherwise, they are a technical post. The doctor's medical film has a clinical graduation certificate."

"..."

Ji Xiang was also a little dizzy.

Four and five years of imaging medicine are not the same.

"Furthermore, that child could pass the postgraduate examination, but he failed the examination for practicing medicine. It is no wonder that the postgraduate examination may be imaging, and the examination for practicing medicine is mainly clinical."

"Say [-], say [-], you must be cautious." Meng Qingfei said very seriously.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng." Ji Xiang understood Meng Qingfei's very confusing words, and knew that he was good to himself, and sincerely thanked the emergency doctor.

"I'll tell you another story."

There are relatively few patients in the emergency department today. Meng Qingfei said he is addicted, and he has great energy to be a teacher.

"My buddy, in the imperial capital." Meng Qingfei said with great interest, "When he was studying in cardiothoracic surgery, he encountered a patient who had post-operative flatulence and his stomach was bulging."

"The relationship between anesthesia?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Listen to me." Meng Qingfei didn't answer Ji Xiang's question, and continued, "I haven't had a bowel movement for many days, so there must be no mechanical ileus. Hot compress, massage, Kaisailu, Neostigmine, gastrointestinal decompression, anus Pipe exhaust, I have used all the methods that can be used, but it still has no effect.”

"What if you were?"

Go to the system space to find the system NPC, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

There must be a way for the system NPC to be.

Meng Qingfei didn't wait for Ji Xiang's answer, he smiled and said, "This disease, the hospital where he studied was helpless, and my buddy was dumbfounded."

"Huh? Why? I feel that the top tertiary hospitals can't cure all diseases." Ji Xiang said after thinking.

"No, my buddy will cure this disease. He thinks it's very simple, so he doesn't dare to say a word of nonsense. After waiting for a day, the director was anxiously standing in the doctor's office and scolding people."

"He can?"

"Of course, there are also formulas - one in and one out, apply medicine to clear the intestines."

"What's in and out..." Ji Xiang felt that Teacher Meng was driving with him.

This is too boring!
But Meng Qingfei didn't have a smile that men could understand, but said seriously, "Xin Si Ming."

"Mr. Meng, Xinsidiming you just said, and it seems that this medicine is not produced by the manufacturer because it is too cheap." Ji Xiang said.

"Also, it's just less. Let me ask you, how do you use Neostigmine?"

"Intramuscular injection and intravenous push are fine, mainly intramuscular injection."

"What about the Zusanli injection?"

"..." Ji Xiang was startled.

He knew about Zusanli, but he had no idea what Zusanli injection was.