Doctor of Healing

Chapter 513 Performative Rescue

Zhai Yuhan was also watching the show with his mobile phone.

"Doctor Xiaoji, you are really good at interventional surgery, really good." Zhai Yuhan also gradually accepted the little intern in front of him.

Jixiang has a high level, and Li Mingli, director of the Intervention Department, is so kind and kind.

Moreover, Jixiang's level of interventional surgery is an objective fact, and Zhai Yuhan has to accept it in the spirit of seeking truth from facts.

"It's okay." Ji Xiang was also watching the show with his mobile phone, changed the topic, and didn't mention his own level, "The animation company that Director Fan found is still very good, and he can produce content of this level within 48 hours , really great."

"Is this your suggestion?" Zhai Yuhan asked.

"I just said it casually, otherwise Director Fan would always chase me and ask questions." Ji Xiang smiled, "And if some popular science content can be broadcast on variety shows, the effect will be much better. My dad used to say I don’t like teaching with fun, I always think about educating people, which is not right.”

"It's a different story when it's my turn."

"You?!" Zhai Yuhan was startled.

"When I was on duty with Mr. Meng in the emergency department, I heard him tell a few cases. There were elderly people and children. They were all foreign bodies in the trachea. The family didn't know how to rescue them. When the 120 ambulance arrived, the person was already cold. .”

Ji Xiang sighed, "I always thought it would be great if I could open a popular science account, but it's very difficult, and not many people pay attention. Now it seems that I can do a lot of things with this variety show."

"..."

Zhai Yuhan had never seen a similar scene.

But such a thing can be easily imagined.

A child who was suffocated to death due to suffocation, had a cardiac and respiratory arrest when he was sent to the hospital, and the patient's parents were as soft as noodles, unable to stand still, and slumped on the ground.

"If everyone knows Heimlich, even if the movements are not standard, many people can be saved every year. I happened to meet a patient whose staple fell into the right main bronchus, and I thought of this."

"Are you meddling in your own business?"

"Almost." Ji Xiang smiled indifferently, "The main reason is to make Mr. Meng quieter in the emergency department and avoid unnecessary rescues."

"Useless rescue? What does that mean?" Zhao Mengmeng asked puzzled.

"The patient's family members couldn't accept the fact that the patient was pulled over by the 120 ambulance. Although the doctors and nurses knew that the patient had died long ago, they had to be rescued. Basically, it was a performative rescue to comfort the patient. family."

Ji Xiang said helplessly.

Zhai Yuhan has long been used to Ji Xiang's grasp of some small clinical details, but Zhao Mengmeng is like the kind of intern required by the program, with a youthful and ignorant face.

"Ah, there is such a thing? How can you perform?" Zhao Mengmeng asked doubtfully.

"Losing a loved one is hard for family members to accept for a while." Ji Xiang sighed and said, "So put on a show to rescue. Teacher Meng said that if you encounter a patient with advanced cancer and extremely emaciated, you must press gently."

"why?"

"With a little force, the ribs snapped. After a while, it will be difficult to wear clothes after being sent to the funeral home. One side is low and the other side is high. It is very difficult during the funeral. I have never seen it before. Teacher Meng said so, I just That's how it sounds." Ji Xiang finally reiterated.

"But can't it be done without rescue?"

"We must take care of the emotions of the patient's family members." Ji Xiang explained again.

He saw that Zhao Mengmeng really didn't understand, which was normal, after all, she had never been in contact with clinical practice.

"However, I heard a gossip from Mr. Meng. It is said that an old man died when he was sent. He said he was watching TV at home. He laughed and then lost his voice."

"I'm so blessed." Zhai Yuhan praised.

Zhao Mengmeng didn't know why Zhai Yuhan said that. In her mind, being alive is a blessing.

"Mr. Meng saw that the patient's family members were very emotional, so he pretended to rescue him. But he didn't expect that the heart compression, which was so useless at all, would have an effect. After 3 minutes, the patient breathed out a sigh of relief, and he was alive!"

"Fuck!" Zhai Yuhan cursed.

"Alive?"

"Well, I'm alive. The old man glared at Mr. Meng and said that you hurt me, so take it easy."

"..."

"..."

Like Zhao Mengmeng, Zhai Yuhan looked at Ji Xiang with a confused face, not knowing whether it was true or not.Is Ji Xiang just talking nonsense, or is there something real.

"The old man lay down after finishing speaking, and walked away very peacefully. Mr. Meng was taken aback, and he has been more careful since then." Ji Xiang talked about gossip, one set after another.

Zhao Zhe went on to say, "I met a patient with advanced kidney cancer before, with multiple organ metastasis and organ failure. When he came to the hospital, he couldn't breathe anymore, and he was breathing in the lower jaw."

Jaw breathing is a medical term and a dangerous signal, which is more common in critically ill patients and critically ill patients who are dying.Zhao Mengmeng still understood this word.

"At that time, the family members of the patient sent him here to avoid dying at home, and came to the hospital..."

"Mr. Zhao, what does it mean to avoid dying at home?" Zhao Mengmeng continued to ask.

Zhao Zhe was taken aback by this question.

It's very simple clinical common sense, how come this girl Zhao Mengmeng doesn't understand it.

"Mengmeng, don't interrupt, let Dr. Zhao continue." Zhai Yuhan said.

"Ahem, after the patient was hospitalized, I called all the family members of the patient to the doctor's office and explained the situation to them. There is an essential difference between this kind of patient and the kind of patient who suddenly disappeared as Dr. Xiaoji said. The family has accepted it, that is. Ask for an explanation."

Zhao Mengmeng wanted to ask again what is the interpretation, but she moved her lips, but did not ask.

She felt that she and the three in front of her were not on the same plane at all.

"I spoke for about 10 minutes. The three sons and two daughters in the family signed and pressed their fingerprints, and refused to be rescued. Later, all treatment was stopped, and sugar and salt water were not even given. I just waited for the old man to be out of breath before he could be sent away. .”

"But the old man has been suffering for 7 days. Suddenly one day she woke up, talked to her children, washed her face, and asked the girl to wipe her body. Finally, she drank a bowl of millet porridge and finished drinking. Then lie down and leave."

"Uh, 7 days, no sugar and salt water?!" Zhai Yuhan asked in surprise.

"That's right, a normal person can't bear it without teeth grinding for seven days, and an old man with terminal cancer can still talk to his family when he wakes up." Zhao Zhe said, "So, no one can say anything about clinical matters." Well, what happens in the next second, my friends always say that I am slurring my speech, which is very annoying."

"Naturally, who among us doctors can make a [-]% decision." Zhai Yuhan replied as a matter of course.

"Doctor, my stomach hurts..."

(End of this chapter)