Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 463 Diagnosis of Hemoptysis!
"Teacher, I'm busy with surgery all day long, how can I have time to write a thesis? If you really force me to write a thesis, I'd better give up the title of deputy senior!"

For a moment, Lu Xiaofen felt that the promotion title became boring.

"What are you talking about? Don't think that you can be arrogant because of your high surgical skills. In the future, you will not be the most skilled surgical doctor among the young doctors of Shencheng Second Hospital!" Director Tang didn't notice the change in Lu Xiaofen's expression, and continued Said: "If you don't get promoted to the title of deputy senior, the position of the supervisor of the first ward will not be secure!"

"I know that I am no longer the person with the highest level of surgery. In fact, I don't want to be the supervisor. I did it when no one was able to do it. It's better to let me out now, so as not to hinder my operation!" Lu Xiaofen said : "As long as you can persuade Nie Chen to be the supervisor, I will give up this position without complaint. Honestly, I have absolutely no other ideas for his subordinates to see a doctor or do scientific research!"

"What you think is beautiful. Nie Chen is just an exchange doctor. He will leave after staying in Shencheng Second Hospital for a few months. How can he be the director of a ward?" Dean Tang said: "What I'm talking about is Another person, Professor Zhuang Kenong from the California College of Medicine in the United States, will come to work in our hospital soon, and he has signed a contract for two years, and Yang Weidong invited him here!"

"Zhuang Kenong!"

"Is that Henry Zhuang?"

"I heard about him when I was in school. He is a leader of Chinese-American doctors. I didn't expect him to come to Shencheng No. [-]. Our hospital is full of experts!"

Lu Xiaofen said excitedly.

But it's just a little bit exciting.

I met Nie Chen first, but now I know that I have the opportunity to meet Zhuang Kenong, but I am not so excited.

Zhuang Kenong is only regarded as an idol he admires.

But Nie Chen is as difficult to surpass as a god in his heart, and of course, she doesn't want to surpass.

Lu Xiaofen forgot about Dean Tang's lectures in a blink of an eye.

Happy to go back to outpatient work.

When there were no patients, she was also wondering whether Nie Chen's surgical skills were superior, or Zhuang Kenong's.

After thinking about it, she still felt that Nie Chen's surgical skills might be higher.

Even when it comes to thoracic surgery theory, Lu Xiaofen has never met anyone with more knowledge than Nie Chen.

No matter what the situation is, he can always make the most correct judgment at the first time.

She doesn't have this ability.

Lu Xiaofen believes that Zhuang Kenong is also inferior to Nie Chen.

Skills can be practiced, but the sophistication of not being surprised by changes cannot be learned.

A student director named Cheng Heyue came to the outpatient room. While seeing a doctor, he was on the phone with the school.

After a simple examination and consultation, Lu Xiaofen determined that the only reason she was coughing up blood was due to a tear in her throat, so she suggested going to the Department of Respiratory Medicine.

When the patient heard that he had a lacerated throat, he exploded: "I was coughing up blood, and you said that I was only slightly injured. How can there be such a reason? My neighbor also coughed blood.

I had an operation when I was sent to the hospital. The doctor said that it would be too late to rescue me. I also have the same symptoms. You actually said that I am just a minor illness? "

"Not everyone who coughs with blood is suffering from a certain disease. It's really just a minor injury. You should go to the respiratory department!" Lu Xiaofen ordered.

Cheng Heyue still didn't want to leave.

At this time, a nurse came over and said: "She has been seen in the respiratory department. The director said that she had a lacerated throat, but the patient didn't believe it, so she insisted on another chest test!"

This nurse is from the respiratory department.

The director over there saw that Cheng Heyue was not feeling well, so he sent a little nurse to remind the chest doctor to be careful.

Lu Xiaofen smiled and said: "So you have already seen it in the respiratory department. What about your medical records? What checks have you done there? Why don't you show it to me?"

"Why should I give it to you? After I give it to you, you just read it!" Cheng Heyue quibbled: "If so, how do I know if your diagnosis results are the same?"

"Now that you have passed the test, our internal medicine and surgical department say the same thing. You are indeed only slightly injured. Follow the respiratory doctor's instructions!" Lu Xiaofen advised: "Stop thinking about it in the future, go back and have a good rest!"

Lu Xiaofen wrote "respect the doctor's order of the respiratory department" in the medical record.

"Who's thinking about it?"

"I'm really sick, why should I come to the hospital if I'm not sick?"

Cheng Heyue suddenly became furious.

He pulled Lu Xiaofen's hair and led her to the corridor outside the capital.

The nurse in the respiratory department was taken aback and hurried to find someone to rescue Lu Xiaofen.

In a fit of anger, Lu Xiaofen wrote down the doctor's order: "This person is a mental patient and I suggest sending him to a mental hospital."

Cheng Heyue was furious after seeing it, and threatened to complain to Lu Xiaofen.

Nie Chen and Liu Yueqian passed the outpatient hall.

An old man sits on a seat in the lounge area.

"Dad, bear with me!"

"I'll find a place to pour you a cup of hot water!"

The son waited on him.

They came from other places to see a doctor.

The old man worked hard all his life, and his son felt relieved after he got married and started a business. He was supposed to spend his old age peacefully, but he didn't expect to cough frequently recently.

The son is also filial, and he resolutely took his father to Shencheng No. [-] Hospital after he failed to be cured in the small hospital in his hometown.

Hearing that the thoracic surgery department of this hospital is famous all over the world, the father and son wanted to find out the real reason why the old man kept coughing.

just.

As soon as the son got up, the father fell to the ground, with a mouthful of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Nie Chen happened to pass by the old man.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, he said, "It's bleeding!"

Whether it is esophageal lesions or respiratory tract lesions are severe, there will be bleeding.

But looking at the old man like this, it is likely that there is something wrong with the respiratory tract, and it is a very serious problem.

"that whoever!"

"Don't go!"

Nie Chen called his son back.

"Your father is bleeding!"

"The situation is quite serious!"

Nie Chen continued.

The son turned around, flustered and didn't know what to do.

"do not move!"

"Hold your father up!"

Nie Chen ordered.

He started patting the old man's back with his hands.

Patients with large hemorrhage must have a lot of blood entering the trachea. If the blood is not spit out, there will be problems.

Nie Chen patted the old man twice and still didn't want to spit out blood.

"Let let!"

"Excuse me, I'm also a thoracic surgeon!"

A loud voice came from behind the son.

He hurriedly gave way.

A man in his 30s squatted down and patted the back of the old man vigorously.

After a few strokes, the old man finally swallowed a few mouthfuls of blood.

The middle-aged man succeeded.

Nie Chen stood up.

He looked down at the middle-aged man who was still patting the old man's back.

He knew that this person was Zhuang Kenong, Professor Zhuang Kenong who had just returned from California Medical School.

Zhuang Kenong never forgot his mother's death.

At that time, the hospital concluded to the mother that because of her mistake, the patient was injected with lidocaine but penicillin was injected, which led to the death of the patient Lu Zhong due to allergy.

My mother kept saying that she was injecting the patient with lidocaine, not penicillin.

In order to prove her innocence, her mother petitioned everywhere, and finally hanged herself in despair.

to this end.

He became an orphan.

My sister was abducted by traffickers.

A good family is broken like this.

Over the past 30 years, Zhuang Kenong has never forgotten what happened back then. His mother stood at the gate of the hospital, and every time she stopped a hospital leader, she said, "I didn't give the wrong medicine to the patient. I injected lidocaine to Teacher Lu!"

However, no one leader helped her.

(End of this chapter)