Traveling to the Earth: My martial spirit is a hoe

But what surprised Zhang Wei was that Mr. Chen took the call directly without any hesitation.

"Xiao Sun, I am Chen Jishi."

The people on the phone sounded obviously respectful.

"Director Zhang is right. One patient with aortic dissection was indeed cured today."

"It's been cured!"

"The patient is still here."

"Um"

"Can"

"it is good"

After saying a few words, he picked up the phone and handed it to Zhang Wei.

At this time, Zhang Wei was still confused. He didn't react until a sharp shout came from the phone.

"Don't worry, Director, I will arrange for the patient to go to the nearest hospital for examination now."

Zhang Wei hung up the phone and glanced at Mr. Chen and Luo Qiong.

"Hmph, you asked for this. Don't blame me if you don't get off the stage when the time comes."

Just now, the director of the Capital People's Hospital personally issued an order to him, asking him to send the patient to the hospital for a detailed examination, and the hospital would reimburse all examination fees.

And asked him to send back the inspection results as soon as possible.

When things have reached this point, there is no room for maneuver.

Zhang Wei could only communicate with the patient in person.

However, the result of the communication was surprisingly smooth. As soon as the other party heard that it was a free inspection, they immediately agreed.

After all, what happened today was so bizarre that he was still in a state of confusion.

The patient's name is Hei Qi. He has been feeling a dull pain in his chest for the past few days. At first, he didn't pay attention, thinking that he had strained his chest muscles due to excessive exercise.

I thought it would be fine in a few days, but after three or four days, it still didn't get better.

So he planned to go to the hospital for a checkup, but now hospitals can prescribe 800 yuan of medicine for a small cold. For a middle-aged man who is older and younger, this is not a small sum of money. number.

Finally, I heard that there was a powerful old Chinese medicine doctor in the county, so he came over. After all, compared with Western medicine, Chinese medicine charges are indeed not high.

Of course, I am talking about those real private medical clinics, not the commercialized traditional Chinese medicine hospitals.

After Hei Qi came to this medical clinic, he saw an old doctor in his 60s or 70s attending the consultation. The queue was so long, and he couldn't help but trust this medical clinic.

But what happened next made him a little confused.

First, the kind-hearted old Chinese medicine doctor suddenly let a young boy take over his position. This was not bad, after all, there was still an old Chinese medicine doctor to check, and everyone had no objections.

And this little doctor's medical skills seemed to be good, and the previous patients were very satisfied.

But when it was his turn, he didn't even take a pulse and just said he had aortic dissection.

Moreover, his life was in danger at any time, which frightened him.

Especially after the old Chinese doctor also diagnosed the disease, Hei Qi even thought of asking his wife to remarry.

Never thought that after lying in bed for dozens of minutes, I would actually tell him that I was fine. Who wouldn’t be confused in this situation?

So after hearing that he could go to a big hospital for a free full-body check-up, Hei Qi agreed without even thinking about it.

I was still thinking that I would have to go to a big hospital for medical treatment in the future. This small clinic was too unreliable.

Zhang Wei was very efficient at work. When the other party agreed, he drove the other party directly to the nearest County People's Hospital without saying a word.

With the blessing of being the deputy chief physician of the Beijing People's Hospital, all the examinations were completed in just a few dozen minutes.

But after getting the results, Zhang Wei was dumbfounded. It didn't mean that they really cured the aortic dissection.

It's because the county hospital's equipment is so poor that even if an angiogram is performed, the details of the arteries cannot be seen.

Don’t believe it, many county hospitals now have outdated equipment, and the doctors’ medical skills are also difficult to understand at a glance.

Tell me a real case.

My nephew had a liver transplant due to liver atresia when he was a child, and he is recovering well now. Some time ago, I suddenly had a stomachache and vomiting.

The family immediately sent the child to the county hospital. The doctor at the county hospital performed a B-ultrasound and blood tests, and the final diagnosis was acute appendicitis.

After hearing this diagnosis, the family was naturally worried, so they followed the doctor's advice and immediately arranged for surgery.

Originally, the mother wanted to take the child to the provincial capital for surgery, but the family members said that appendicitis was not a major surgery, so they planned to have it done in the county.

Finally, the doctor and the operating room were arranged.

The child's mother suddenly remembered that her child had undergone a liver transplant and was afraid of the impact on the appendix surgery, so she told the doctor.

That's right, the doctors at the county hospital did not ask the child if he had any past medical history when he was planning to perform surgery on the child.

After hearing about it in the end, I was afraid of the risks, so I didn’t dare to do it for my children.

As a last resort, the family had no choice but to send the child to the provincial capital.

But at three or four o'clock in the evening, the family ran from the county seat hundreds of kilometers away to the children's hospital in the provincial capital.

But the final result is dumbfounding.

The doctor at the Provincial Children's Hospital just touched the child's abdomen twice and immediately ruled out acute appendicitis because there was no mass in the child's abdomen.

I didn't even do a B-ultrasound. I just checked the blood routine and was diagnosed with acute enteritis.

I got an injection at the hospital outpatient clinic, and the child was jumping around at dawn the next day.

An acute enteritis can be regarded as acute appendicitis, which is really incomprehensible.

Even people who don’t know medical skills should know that if the appendix is ​​inflamed, you will definitely feel a mass in the abdomen. If you don’t feel it, don’t you still need B-ultrasound to assist?

You can even read it wrong, it's really hard not to make people suspicious.

I even wondered at that time whether the county hospital would have actually performed an appendectomy if the child had not been told that he had had a liver transplant.

When they opened it and saw that the child's appendix was intact, did they sew it back up again, or did they just ignore the mistake and cut the appendix?

As for deeper things, I don’t dare to think about it.

Therefore, like Director Zhang Wei, I remain skeptical about the medical skills and equipment of the county hospital.

Zhang Wei, who had been doing useless work for a long time, was a little annoyed when he looked at the pile of useless examination sheets in front of him. The cost of this examination could be reimbursed by the hospital.

The dean only approved it once. Now that it is no longer needed, it will definitely have to be done again. Then of course he will have to pay for the subsequent costs.

Although he is the deputy chief physician and his salary in Beijing is high, you must know that cardiac examinations are not cheap. Just an angiogram costs more than 2,000, not counting other messy examinations.

This time it was a big loss.

"Damn it, it's all that old boy's fault. Why are you pretending to be cool when you have nothing to do? It cost me money."

Soon Zhang Wei brought this account to Mr. Chen and Luo Qiong.

Then he stopped Hei Qi again, and after some persuasion, and for the sake of Grandpa Mao, Hei Qi reluctantly followed him to the provincial capital.

The back hall of Jishi Hall.

"Do you really want to take a trip into this muddy water?"

Mr. Chen once again told Luo Qiong the stakes in this matter, and then asked Luo Qiong for his opinion again.

"Master, someone has to do some things, right?"

"Haha, you are indeed my apprentice."

Mr. Chen couldn't help laughing after hearing this, while Luo Qiong on the side touched his nose in embarrassment.

He couldn't tell Mr. Chen that those little Karami didn't take it seriously at all.