Great doctor starts with adding points

7 beds, with a wooden bed board on a white painted metal frame, covered with a layer of army green sponge cushion and blue and white striped sheets.

Simple bedside tables are placed on the left side of bed 7, and plastic bags and bowls with blue patterns are placed on the top shelf. The lower shelf of the bedside table has compartments, two pears are placed on the upper compartment, and the clothes that Jinping changed are placed on the lower compartment.

The dark blue horizontal stripe slippers are under the bed, put together with the water glass in a casual manner.

When Wu Xie entered the ward, Jinping was still resting on the bed, and the sole of his right foot was wrapped like a white rice dumpling. Seeing Wu Xie coming in, he sat up quickly.

The skin on the face looks rough, the eyelids are thick, the eyes are cloudy, there are faint freckles and age spots on both faces, calluses and cracks remain on the hands, the hair is a little thin and gray, the whole person looks thin and weak, and the eyes are a little helpless .

But still returning Wu Xie's most sincere smile, his hands were a little at a loss to arrange the corners of his blue and white hospital gown: "Doctor Wu."

"Doctor Wu." There were also patients and family members in the 8th bed in the ward, and they greeted Wu Xie warmly.

"Uncle Jin, where are your family members?" Jinping was about sixty years old, and Wu Xie wanted to come over to have a talk with his family members.

Jinping's family is not well off, so he only used one antibiotic during his hospitalization, but it still doesn't work. After being hospitalized for a month, blood tests were done only twice, but the infection still continued.

"Threshing millet these two days, my wife has gone back, you have something to tell me." Jinping opened his mouth, his teeth were still stained with smoke, and his tone was a bit embarrassed.

"Come with me to the office." Wu Xie didn't see the family members, so he could only invite Jinping to the office to talk.

After talking about helping Jinping hold his crutch, Jinping skillfully leaned on the crutch with one hand, followed Jinping to the office with half-hops and half-walks, and Wu Xie found him a chair to sit down.

"Doctor Wu, you have to work hard." Jinping knew that his current situation was not very good, just as Dr. Fang Hao left, he saw that Wu Xie could cure Qin Dahe's infection, and wanted Wu Xie to help him think Method.

"Uncle Jin, you've been in the hospital for almost a month, right? Isn't it a problem to always procrastinate?" Wu Xie tested Jinping's tone.

A clever woman can't live without rice. If she doesn't use any medicine, but only uses the cheapest medicine now, Wu Xie has to dispel Jinping's thoughts and ideas first, so as not to cause misunderstanding.

"It's been thirty-two days, but it hasn't healed yet. The wound is still bleeding and swollen. I don't know what's going on. Is the medicine used?" Jinping's tone was slightly complaining, and he touched it as he spoke. Touch the thinning white hair.

"If this is not right, the medicine may need to be changed." Wu Xie said bluntly.

Jinping immediately kept silent, his eyes flickered, and his eyes seemed to be clouded a lot.

After more than ten seconds, Jinping asked, "Does Dr. Wu have any other options?"

"This is not about bargaining for food, nor is it about eating. Today, if you don't eat yams and cabbage, you will fill your stomach. You are always procrastinating, and the cost of hospitalization is more than the cost of medication."

"It's reasonable to do it as soon as possible." Wu Xie advised him.

"The conditions in the house are limited, and we don't get any money." Jinping's tongue was thick and white, and his tone was a little low. When looking up at Wu Xie, with a slight prayer.

Wu Xie sighed helplessly.

Jinping was cut 6 centimeters by a glass ball in the field.

In this case, if he had gone to the county hospital earlier, he might have been discharged and returned home. He was not willing to do so. After simple debridement, only one kind of medicine was used. At the beginning, he asked not to use any medicine, saying that he was in good health.

It was Fang Hao and Director Lu's strong request.

"Then you're going to drag it all the way through? If you don't change and add medicine, you'll have no choice but to go anywhere, and our doctors won't be able to get into your wound to find out the bacteria and kill them all." Wu Xie It can only be moved with emotion.

Patients have the right to informed consent.

If you don't convince Jinping, all the preparations he has made for Jinping will be useless.

In the treatment of infection, the most important thing is to determine the type of bacteria that is causing the infection. Compared with Qin Dahe, Jin Ping had much less auxiliary examination information than before, and it is difficult to make a diagnosis. In addition to excluding common surgical infections, Wu Xie also made a special phone call. Consulted the Xuan County Epidemic Prevention Office.

I asked him about the current common postoperative infection bacteria in Xuan County.

Finally, through the current local manifestations of Jinping, according to the antibacterial spectrum of the antibiotics used by Jinping before, a relatively rare infection bacteria-Rickettsia infection was locked.

The diagnosis is still unclear, but if Jin Ping is not even willing to cooperate with him to try sensitive antibiotics, then Wu Xie really has no choice.

"Is there no other way?" Jinping still insisted on his rhetoric.

"Uncle Jin, do you think there is any other way?"

"Your current situation is an infection, not an ordinary traumatic wound. You just need to recover and eat more. If you continue to procrastinate, the infection will reach the point of systemic infection."

"Then you won't be able to use the medicine well then."

"I'm going to add two kinds of medicine to you, which are not expensive, and are similar to the medicine you are using now. You should discuss it with your family." Wu Xie was a little subjective.

"Can it be done 100%?"

"If it can be done well, then I will stop my current medicine and replace it with the medicine you want to take." Jinping immediately gave the answer. What he cares about is the price, he wants a good price, and it can definitely be done well.

"I can't do it well."

Wu Xie immediately shook his head and denied it: "Just use the current medicine to procrastinate like this, and it must always be like this."

"It's the same for changing the dressing, and it can't be done well." Wu Xie's attitude was tough.

"Then what's the use of changing it?" Jinping looked at Wu Xie with innocent eyes and a complaining tone.

"It's just that it might work, Mr. Jin."

"In your situation, I have nothing to do, and Director Lu can't do anything, but if you stay like this all the time, it will definitely not work out. If you stay in the hospital, it's just a waste of money." Wu Xie was sure.

Now that Jinping has used the most basic cephalosporin, he must have developed resistance long ago. If there is any effect, it will be cured long ago.

If you don't change the medicine all the time, it's better to go home and wait for the systemic infection to go away if you continue to live.

Jinping lowered his head slightly: "Dr. Wu, you must have a solution. You just don't want to do it, and you dare not promise it."

Wu Xie did not deny that he had a solution: "Who dares to give you a guarantee? Whoever dares to give you a guarantee is cheating you of your money!"

Just kidding, although Wu Xie identified sensitive antibiotics for Qin Dahe's bacteria through empirical treatment, he is not a god.

Who dares to say?

In a situation like Jinping's, without the support of any auxiliary inspection, can it be done 100% well?

"How confident are you? Dr. Wu, you have read a lot and are good at medicine. You must know that." Jinping asked again.

"I'm not sure at all, Mr. Jin, don't ask, that's the answer if you ask me. I can only say, we can give it a try. It's up to you to decide whether you want to try it or not." Wu Xie said.

Jinping was a little annoyed, and his tone was a little displeased: "If I decide what to do, what do you want your doctor to do?"

"My current situation is not caused by you?"

"Uncle Jin, it's unreasonable for you to say that. The wound on your foot was cut by us with a knife? We suggested you to use the right medicine before, but you refused?"

"I also told you that the risk of infection is high, but you still signed and refused."

"If you don't allow me to use medicine, it's like I won't let you use rice. You have to cook a pot of rice for me, and you must have white rice. Are you full of prostitutes?" Wu Xie asked back, her tone not too polite.

Jinping stood up and left, muttering in a low voice: "It's all about technology, it's all bragging. If you have money, you won't be able to cure your illness..."