I'm really an intern

Chapter 415 Even if I am sick and lying on the operating table, I still have to—

The patient's eyes were wide open, and he just stared straight at him.

Even though Zhang Tianyang has the calmness +1 buff, he was still taken aback.

Almost died on the spot.

But he reacted quickly.

"Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

Zhang Tianyang's fingers had already pressed on the side of the patient's carotid artery, and the regular pulsation felt on the ventral side of the fingers made him feel a little more at ease.

At least the patient's heart rate and blood pressure should be fine.

"Yes you can."

The woman on the operating table made a low voice, her eyes rolling in bleakness.

Seeing a few green villains surrounded by enemies, she looked a little vain.

I feel like I did something wrong.

"Do you feel unwell?"

Zhang Tianyang slowed down his voice, but his subordinates were not slow at all, and quickly connected the ECG monitoring that had not been turned on before.

When the screen began to display a stable and regular waveform, the woman whispered a word again.

"I just have a stomachache, nothing else."

"Has it gotten worse?"

Zhang Tianyang's eyes flicked back and forth between the monitor and the patient's face, looking at the data and identifying expressions.

"It didn't get worse"

The expression on the woman's face did not show much pain, and the abdominal pain should not be very serious.

But the tangled color is a bit serious.

Zhang Tianyang continued to ask questions cautiously.

"Has there been any changes?"

"No change either"

"Didi, Didi"

The beeping sound of the monitor follows the heartbeat, which is regular and steady, and the waveform also beats beautifully, and the blood oxygen and blood pressure also show normal soon.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The little nurse who was a bit grumpy just went down with one breath, and immediately rushed up with another breath, her tone was a little angry at that time.

"Then why don't you hum! Didn't you just hum all the time? It's scary to have no sound like this!"

"I"

The woman bit her lip weakly, with a face full of guilt and punishment, "I'm sorry"

"you"

Seeing the patient's weak appearance, the little nurse couldn't be more aggressive, and sighed helplessly, "There must be a reason, right?"

"I"

The woman raised her head cautiously, looked at Zhang Tianyang who was sitting back in front of the computer to read the medical history, and explained in a low voice.

"Aren't you guys discussing gossip, I just want to hear it"

Little nurse: ""

Senior Brother Qiu Ming: ""

Yes, the reason is strong!

The little nurse silently rolled her eyes, turned around and prepared to continue working.

"Eh."

The woman on the operating table was a little restless, and reached out to grab the corner of the little nurse's clothes.

She tried her best to signal to Zhang Tianyang with her eyes.

"You guys, stop discussing and discussing?"

Brother Qiu Ming, who was watching, was speechless for a moment.

Ladies, how gossip you are!

Even if I'm sick and lying on the operating table, I still have to yell out in a hoarse voice, gossip about me?

But the woman on the operating table continued to whisper, "Didn't you say that it is difficult to recognize people? I just saw that doctor, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the man's chest and recognized him."

"Ok?"

The little nurse put away the impatience on her face, and Senior Brother Qiu Ming also raised his ears.

The woman's eyes sparkled, and she stretched out her hand to show something.

"And I also saw that another doctor went looking for this, but couldn't find it."

The little nurse and senior brother Qiu Ming approached, and saw the light blue wristband lying in her palm.

The wristband is the most important evidence for identifying a patient. The patient's name, age, gender, id and other information will be printed on the wristband.

The wristbands of this wave of patients were not in place, either they were pinched in the hands of the patients, or they were caught in the medical records.

If what the woman saw was true, it would be impossible for Zhang Tianyang to just wipe it off and see the wristband.

So, how did Zhang Tianyang recognize who belonged to the two male patients?

By size?

But the medical record information does not provide the patient's body shape information!

Moreover, although the two male patients were fat and thin, they looked about the same age.

By virtue of awareness of the situation?

But the two male patients didn't seem sober when they came?

Qiu Ming fell into confusion.

The situation was so urgent at that time, how did Zhang Tianyang recognize it in seconds?

The little nurse was more straightforward, and ran directly to Zhang Tianyang.

"Doctor, how do you pick out which one is the patient with ruptured esophagus?"

How to tell who is whose?

Zhang Tianyang raised his head, and blinked innocently at the curious gazes of the previous three.

"It's subcutaneous emphysema."

"Ok?"

Qiu Ming was a little stunned, and then thoughtful.

The little nurse has a certain understanding of this word, but still can't figure out why.

The woman on the operating table widened her eyes, which were filled with bewilderment.

"Okay, let me explain to you."

Zhang Tianyang sighed softly, "Get ready, and talk while preparing."

"okay!"

The little nurse was highly motivated and took the initiative to take off the woman's pants on the operating table.

The woman seemed a little shy, but in order to listen to the gossip, she cooperated silently.

Zhang Tianyang noticed this and couldn't help feeling Buddha.

"it's actually really easy."

He helped to adjust the patient's position and kept talking.

"In a patient with a ruptured esophagus, food, fluids, and air can escape through the ruptured esophagus.

When the esophagus is injured in the neck, there will be subcutaneous emphysema in the back of the neck.

When the thoracic esophagus is injured, there will be mediastinal emphysema or hydropneumothorax. "

"At this time, if you touch the corresponding parts, you will have obvious signs, which we call the snow-holding sensation.

Touch it, and you will naturally tell who is who. "

"I see!"

The little nurse was a little surprised, it turns out that the principle is so simple after explaining it clearly.

But at the same time, I am also a little happy. If it is so simple, won't I also master this new skill in the future?

Happy!

Senior Brother Qiu Ming pursed his lips and said nothing, but he looked at Zhang Tianyang with affirmation in his eyes.

Although this kind of theoretical knowledge is not difficult, Zhang Tianyang has so much clinical experience that he can learn it and apply it flexibly, even in such an emergency just now.

Sure enough, Junior Brother Zhang would never let him down.

But, still the problem-

Where did he gain his experience?

"Doctor Qiu."

The little nurse recovered from her surprise and joy, and actively asked about Zhang Tianyang's heel.

"Is this the new attending doctor? Which ward is he from? The first district?"

The woman whose trousers were half off also secretly looked down.

This doctor seems to be very powerful. If you want to take the opportunity to hear his name, it is best to let him take care of you.

But Senior Brother Qiu Ming had an obvious embarrassment on his face.

"This"

"What is this!"

The short-tempered little nurse frowned on the spot, "Why is Dr. Qiu pushing back and forth, and you don't want to tell me? I won't eat him!"

Qiu Ming shook his head and explained, "No, it's just"

"Just what!"

The little nurse couldn't wait any longer, left Senior Brother Qiu Ming behind, and asked the Lord directly.

"Doctor, where are you in our gastroenterology department?"

"Well, how should I say it?"

Zhang Tianyang looked at the little nurse's probing gaze, and the cautious gaze of the woman on the operating table, showing a harmless smile.

"Actually, I'm still an intern."

"What's the matter?"

The little nurse widened her eyes.

Zhang Tianyang smiled modestly.

"I said, I don't have a background in gastroenterology, and it's not my turn yet.

I'm still an intern. "

(End of this chapter)