I'm really an intern

Chapter 220 The Cerebrospinal Fluid Shot

Whether it is treating a disease or investigating a case, it is actually a process of finding clues and deducing results.

The same is true at this moment.

Zhang Tianyang squatted at the head of the old lady's bed, pinched the tube extending from the old lady's head.

The tube itself was colorless and transparent, but now it showed a dark red color because it was filled with fluid drawn from the old lady's skull.

On a whole piece of dark red, there is a small white clip, the color contrast is obvious.

"Teacher, this tube is clamped closed, let me try to open it."

Zhang Tianyang still roared, although it seemed to be asking, but in fact, his fingers had already been clasped.

The attending doctor was attracted by his roar, and his eyes fell on his side, with a flash of light.

In just a split second, he didn't say anything to stop Zhang Tianyang.

In the next second, the knuckles were hard.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, Zhang Tianyang snapped the clip open.

In an instant, starting from the place where the fingers pinched, a darker red color rushed out!

"puff!"

"Grumble!"

The tube was attached to a graduated bottle by the bed.

The few white coats who were nearby all saw the dark red streak coming out of the tube connection outlet above the bottle.

"I rely on!"

I don't know which one of the three residents uttered a foul language.

But the attending doctor had no time to talk to him.

He also stared at the dark red liquid that continued to shoot in astonishment.

At that speed, it was as if what was connected behind the tube was not the old lady's skull, but a tightly squeezed balloon.

The enormous pressure forced the liquid inside, and once the outlet was found, it was released quickly.

one second.

two seconds.

For three full seconds.

The angle of the liquid shot gradually decreased.

It took another three seconds before the spray gradually turned into a drip.

Several white coats stared at the bottle in shock, including Zhang Tianyang.

He guessed in a split second just now that the old lady may have accumulated too much cerebrospinal fluid and could not drain it, and then developed hydrocephalus.

But he didn't expect that the old lady's intracranial pressure was so high!

In the ear, the rapid "didi" sound gradually eased.

The blood oxygen saturation, which had been dropping tenaciously before no matter what treatment was done, unexpectedly rose slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The increased heart rate also gradually decreased steadily.

Respiratory rate returned to normal.

The old lady lay on her back on the hospital bed again, motionless, as before, as if nothing had happened.

"All right?"

I don't know which resident doctor murmured.

The four white coats and one Zhang Tianyang continued to observe with frowning for a long time, and finally slowly and carefully put down their hearts.

"It should be fine."

Zhang Tianyang breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched his body to find a way out from among the countless wires beside the old lady's bed.

The wiring at the head of the old lady's bed is like a maze.

Large and small tubes of ventilator, suction tube, drainage tube, power cord

When he got in, he was in a "rescue stress state", and his eyesight and body flexibility were greatly improved. God knows how he got in in a second.

When I got out, I felt exhausted all over my body, and when I finally stood up straight, my legs almost went limp.

The attending doctor stepped forward and supported Zhang Tianyang himself.

"Xiao Zhang, you are very good!"

With the help of the attending doctor's strength to ease the momentum of falling, Zhang Tianyang regained his state and raised his head.

"No no."

As soon as he said a word of modesty, the shocked faces of everyone in white coats came into his eyes.

The three residents have now realized what happened just now.

Therefore, the way they looked at Zhang Tianyang was more complicated.

There is shock, there is sudden realization, there is survivorship, and there is gratitude.

The eyes in the white coats in the back circle are much simpler, full of surprise and admiration.

After all, until now they are still very confused and don't know why the old lady suddenly failed.

I don't know why the old lady suddenly recovered.

What they saw was that the attending doctor and three residents worked hard for a long time, but it didn't work.

Then Zhang Tianyang just yelled, and for some reason, the old lady was rescued.

It seems that Zhang Tianyang can do things that several superior doctors can't do.

This kid seems to be an intern who graduated later than them, right?

Still junior?

Is it that great?

It took only one morning before and after, and some inexplicable hostility towards Zhang Tianyang dissipated inexplicably.

The clinic is actually a very strange place.

Your medical record is better than mine. If you are praised, I may think that you are nothing special.

But if you save someone I can't save, you make a diagnosis that I don't know how to do, and your operation is better than mine, then you are really awesome.

But now, the people in white coats who watched a "rescue" that they couldn't even understand, felt that Zhang Tianyang was just awesome.

The old lady's condition has stabilized.

At Zhang Tianyang's suggestion, the head of the bed was shaken by 30 degrees.

The cerebrospinal fluid bottle hanging on the bed also adjusted its position and kept it at the same height as the old lady's head.

The red liquid, which is slightly lighter in color than before, still drains continuously, but the speed is obviously much slower.

Zhang Tianyang stared at it for a while, feeling at ease.

This should be the normal drainage speed.

The seriousness on the face of the attending doctor faded away, and he glanced at the white coats around him who wanted to surround him but didn't dare, and were still full of confusion. He turned to look at Zhang Tianyang.

"Xiao Zhang, how did you find out? Can you tell everyone about your thinking?"

Zhang Tianyang remained modest, "I just guessed it, but I didn't expect it to be right."

"Isn't it all about guessing clinically? Guessing the cause of disease based on symptoms and data, it's a skill to guess, let's talk about it."

The attending doctor was actually curious himself.

He knew that Zhang Tianyang was very powerful.

After all, every time you go to a department, you can get the approval of the teaching professor, and you can spread the name throughout the entire Eastern Hospital in just two months after entering the clinic. Everyone is a pervert.

If Zhang Tianyang is the doctor in charge of this patient, and he is familiar with the medical history, the diagnosis and treatment process, and the medication situation, then he will not be surprised at all as the doctor in charge of the operation.

But Zhang Tianyang has just arrived!

He was present all morning, and he had no chance to familiarize himself with the medical history.

It was the little bit of information that he saw during the ward rounds, but he clearly remembered that the old lady was an old patient, and his ward rounds passed quickly.

At most, Zhang Tianyang saw a diagnosis, the newly changed medicine today, and the current physical examination of the patient.

It is impossible for him to be familiar with everything before.

Even if Zhang Tianyang understood on his own when the attending doctor went to drink tea, how many medical records can he read in such a short time?

With so many patients, did he expect that this patient would have an accident and read her medical records specifically?

Obviously impossible!

Well, when all that is known about a patient is a diagnosis, and the evidence visible to the naked eye.

How did Zhang Tianyang judge the patient's condition and find out the reason for the old lady's sudden critical illness?

Countless pairs of eyes were fixed on Zhang Tianyang.

A circle of white coats around the periphery cautiously surrounded them regardless of the nurses chasing them away.

"Looking for knowledge" all over the face.

Zhang Tianyang sighed.

"I really guessed."

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the two touches of green on the outside of the circle of white coats, near the exit of the small door of the ICU ward.

"I saw that."

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(The case is true, imagine the red cerebrospinal fluid shot out)

　I'm not feeling well, I'm still sleepy after sleeping all day, my head hurts, I'm weak, don't wait until today's gone

　　

　

(End of this chapter)