medical treatment

Chapter 73 What should I do?
At six o'clock on Monday morning, Yu Zhiming woke up before the electronic clock's alarm went off.

After he got up and took a shower, he dragged Fourth Sister out of the bed and took her to do aerobics together...

At 07:30, Yu Zhiming, who was reading professional books and studying in the bedroom, was called out by the fourth sister to have breakfast.

Breakfast is porridge cooked with millet and rice, dumplings, boiled eggs, and a small plate of pickled cucumbers and pickles.

As Yu Zhiming expected, his fourth sister's professional attitude has declined significantly.

Who told her to be his own sister, I can only bear it...

Yu Zhiming finished his breakfast, took a short rest and cleaned up, and then went to work.

Before leaving, he told his sister.

First, select a few beautiful, comfortable and durable bicycles on the Internet, and the price is less than [-] yuan.

Let's make a decision together when he comes back tonight...

When Yu Zhiming rode a shared bicycle through the shantytown-like old community, he once again met the girl with ponytail walking with a guide stick in her hand.

He didn't come forward to strike up a conversation...

At [-]:[-], Yu Zhiming rushed to Huashan Hospital.

He first went to the Qiyue Medical Research Center, changed into a white coat, put on his work card, put his work tablet into the wide pocket of the white coat, brought gel pens, sticky notes, water cups and other items, and hurried to arrive Emergency room.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby of the emergency room, Yu Zhiming heard the sound of arguing.

In the consultation and dispatch center located directly in front of the lobby, a man in his 40s was yelling at a head nurse.

"I don't feel any pain now, and I have done all the checks that should be done, and you can't find anything wrong, why don't you let me go?"

"Today is Monday and I need to go to work."

"Do you know how many things are waiting for me to do? If I don't show up for no reason, I will be fired."

"do you know?"

The head nurse, Zhan Qi, was patient and persuaded, "We will give you a sick leave note, and you won't be fired."

"Mr. Zhang, we didn't diagnose the problem, but it doesn't mean that your body is really fine."

"Is work more important than life?"

Zhan Qi softened her tone again, and then persuaded, "In less than half an hour, the boss of our department will be here."

"When he reads your physical examination information and says you can go, you can go."

"Mr. Zhang, please wait patiently for another half an hour, okay?"

The man surnamed Zhang said fiercely: "Then I'll wait another half an hour, if you change your mind again..."

"I will complain..."

Seeing the man turn around and walk towards the observation room, Zhan Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally persuaded him to go back.

At this time, a voice sounded in her ear, "Sister Zhan, why don't you let him go?"

"Who are you? Can I ask?"

Zhan Qi, who was on the night shift and not in a pretty mood, said something directly, and when she turned her head, she saw a cheerful and handsome face.

Then, Zhan Qi noticed that this handsome young man, half lying on the consultation and dispatching desk, was wearing a white coat.

It turned out to be one of our own.

Zhan Qi, who was in a much better mood, explained: "He came here at around twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and said he had severe pain in his ribs."

"We did a series of tests on him, but we couldn't find out the specific cause of the disease, so we sent him into the observation room."

"Don't let him go, our boss has confessed..."

Zhan Qi lowered her voice and said: "Our boss said that all middle-aged men who come to the hospital in the middle of the night, even if the problem is not serious or even has no problem, they will all be observed."

"Boss said that middle-aged men are very tolerant. They are not in pain or uncomfortable to a certain extent, so they will not easily come to the hospital in the middle of the night."

"Once it comes, it means that there may be a big problem hidden in the body, and it needs to be treated with caution, and people cannot be released easily."

Yu Zhiming took the boss's words very seriously. These are mature and prudent words, words of experience.

"Sister Zhan, the patient surnamed Zhang, can I go to the observation room to check his body?"

"you?"

Zhan Qi questioned, and seeing Yu Zhiming straighten up, he looked at the work card hanging on his left chest.

"Yu Zhiming?!"

"It's you!"

Zhan Qi smiled all over her face, and said with a smile: "You are famous now. When I see you now, I really answered that sentence. It is better to meet you than to be famous."

"Not to mention anything else, just based on your appearance, I support the hospital to break the rules and introduce you."

Yu Zhiming laughed a little embarrassedly.

"Go, follow Sister Zhan..."

Yu Zhiming followed Zhan Qi to the observation room where the patient surnamed Zhang was, and saw him walking back and forth while making a phone call.

After he finished the phone call, Yu Zhiming asked him to lie on the examination bed and do a simple auscultation examination.

"Auscultation? How much does it cost?"

Yu Zhiming replied softly: "No money, it's free, and it won't cause you any discomfort."

Zhan Qi also echoed: "If you don't know how to write a list, naturally you won't be charged."

Only then did the man surnamed Zhang feel relieved, and lay down as he said.

Yu Zhiming put on surgical gloves, put his hand on the man's left chest through his shirt.

Not long after he put his hand down, a feeling of familiarity mixed with a lot of strangeness emerged spontaneously.

Yu Zhiming inspected it carefully for a while, then withdrew his hand.

"Mr. Zhang, you won't be able to go back in a short time, please ask the unit for... a week of sick leave."

"There is something wrong with your heart that needs to be confirmed."

Yu Zhiming looked at Zhan Qi again, and said, "Sister Zhan, please arrange to transfer Mr. Zhang to Qiyue Medical Research Center."

Yu Zhiming walked out of the observation room while Zhan Qi and the man looked at each other, took out his mobile phone and called Teacher Qi.

"Teacher, I'm in the emergency room right now."

"They have a middle-aged male patient who is under observation. I checked and felt that his heart is quite similar to that of the previous cardiac arrest."

"It seems that his problem is more serious."

As soon as Yu Zhiming finished speaking, Qi Yue's excited voice chased him over from the phone.

"that is really good."

"Zhiming, quickly transfer the patient to the center, and I will notify that guy Wang Chunyuan."

"Last time, I had a big fall with him, and this time I must find some face and come back..."

After Yu Zhiming finished the call, he saw a square-faced, big-eared man in his 50s and [-]s with a serious expression and a serious expression striding forward.

He did some homework last night and knew that this person was the emergency department director, chief physician, and trauma specialist Dr. Zhao Shan.

Just as Yu Zhiming wanted to go up to meet him, Zhan Qi quickly passed him, and the next step came to Zhao Shan.

"Boss..."

Zhan Qi stretched out her hand and pointed at Yu Zhiming, then briefly explained Yu Zhiming's diagnosis and explanation in a low voice.

Zhao Shan raised his eyelids, glanced at Yu Zhiming without emotion, and said, "Transfer the patient to Qi Yue first."

After Zhao Shan finished his orders, he waved to Yu Zhiming again.

When this guy approached, Zhao Shan said with a serious face: "Doctor Yu, whether you work in the emergency department for a day or an hour, you must follow the rules of my emergency department and obey the unified dispatch, do you understand? "

Yu Zhiming nodded and said: "Understood, now, you are my boss, and I will resolutely follow your command."

Zhao Shan snorted softly.

"Doctor Yu, our hospital is not a county hospital. The outpatient volume is very large. On average, every receiving doctor has to see a patient every three to five minutes."

"Can you?"

Yu Zhiming replied cautiously: "Boss, I may not be able to adapt for a while, can you give me some patients first."

Zhao Shan responded to Yu Zhiming's seemingly weak reply, but he admired it in his heart.

His department often sends young seedlings with potential for training.

Many people start out with a coquettish look, and only after being swollen by reality do they realize humility and awe.

"I'll let them arrange it at their discretion."

Zhao Shan replied, and Yu Zhiming said again: "Boss, I am good at auscultation and percussion, and I need a quieter place."

"Can you..."

Zhao Shan interrupted impatiently: "I will arrange it for you. I have to take over the shift and have a lot of things to do."

"What should you do first..."

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