Sleepless Doctor

The anesthesiologist at the county hospital was sitting in the office with a few nurses happily, talking happily.

"That young man is really awesome!" The anesthetist praised sincerely, "It's a kick to go up to Dean Zhang, kick my heart, that's a comfortable one."

"Cut, I always hear you say that Dean Zhang, who is going to kill Gouri, has never seen you before." A nurse said with his eyes gleaming, "Can you learn from the little brother just now? arrive."

"I'm not stupid. Tell you that the young man must have been in big trouble." The anesthetist said while playing with his cell phone, "Dean Zhang is pretending to be traumatized. I saw his secretary pull him up. It's okay. I guess I wanted to send the guy into the game, so I just couldn't get up on the ground."

"This group of people are awkward and awkward." Another elderly nurse said, "You are really seedless, let me go to my hometown. He dared to do harm to the hospital like this. Can you wait until now?"

"Oh." The anesthesiologist sighed.

"Hey what, just say you can get it if you don't plant it. Those who have the ability to drag the family to the south, and stay here to get angry if they have nothing to do. Ask me to cut the video for him, so that the young man will not be corrupted."

"Forget it, you, the video has long been copied by Dean Zhang's people. I want to help that young man..."

While speaking, the anesthesiologist sighed and continued to play with his mobile phone.

"Which little girl are you chatting with again? I don't know how to talk."

"This is not talking about this in the group." The anesthesiologist smiled, "I would kick Dean Zhang if I didn't dare to go up, but if someone kicked him, no matter who it was, I just felt relieved. I also posted the video to the group. Inside, the more people I see, the more I am relieved."

As he was talking, suddenly an avatar bubbled.

"Isn't this Teacher Wu, why did you fight with others?"

"Which Teacher Wu?"

"I'm going, it's really Teacher Wu!"

The anesthesia group, which is usually rarely bubbling, boils instantly, and some people speak one after another.

The anesthesiologist was taken aback, but then suddenly. The young man must be an anesthesiologist just now, otherwise, who ran to the operating room to grab a tracheal intubation, he was still a child.

But why do you call this young man Teacher Wu?

Many people in this group have met the anesthesiologists at the county hospital, but he knows others, and others don't know him. Teachers of the Medical University, no one would be in the mood to get to know a general anesthesiologist from a county hospital.

"Who is Teacher Wu?" The anesthesiologist finally asked this sentence after thinking for a long time.

He seems to be a little transparent, with an automatic shielding function, no one answers his questions. Soon, someone @ him and asked, "Thank you, what's the matter?"

The anesthesiologist repeated the matter just now, and the group was silent for a moment.

"Ms. Wu may be in big trouble. If you can help me, please help me." The anesthetist said afterwards, "Our dean lay on the floor and pretended to be dead. I clearly saw that the sartorius muscle was kicked, and the strength was not very strong. ."

"Ms. Wu, what is going to grab the tracheal intubation for? We have this stuff."

"It may be that Bajingzi doesn't have it, he's anxious, anxious."

"The same goes for your county hospital. Teacher Wu went to ask for a tracheal intubation, and it was done directly. Why is it so stingy. Besides, it is useful for Teacher Wu to go home with this thing? It must be used to save people."

Instantly set the fire, the anesthesiologist felt smoke coming from his head, and felt that he would be kicked out of the group in the next second.

What does it have to do with yourself? He sighed and turned off the phone.

Without waiting for a word, a call came.

"May I ask if you are Liu Chaoyang, an anesthesiologist in the anesthesiology department of the county hospital." The person asked politely.

"Hello teacher, I am Liu Chaoyang, and you still remember me." The anesthesiologist is not stupid either. At this time, he called himself directly, it must be because of the teacher Wu. No matter who it is, it is certainly correct to call yourself a teacher.

"Excuse me, what is going on."

Liu Chaoyang suddenly slapped his claws, how did he know what was going on. It seems that a big man ran to the operating room to grab a child-type tracheal intubation.

He knew so much, and he couldn't say much.

Finally, after a few polite words, the anesthesiologist hung up the phone. The little nurse smiled, "How do you feel that you are in trouble? Look at your face, it looks like a bitter gourd."

"I have to ask about the situation." Liu Chaoyang finished, pulling on slippers, wearing a shoe cover, and putting on a dress. "Walk around from department to department to see who knows the specific situation."

Before finishing speaking, the phone rang again. While the anesthesiologist answered the phone and explained the situation politely, he took the time to ask what happened.

The first department must be the emergency department. When Liu Chaoyang came to the emergency department, he saw that the entire emergency department was in a mess.

"Lin Xianchang came in person, have you seen it!"

"It must be a major event. Which family is the child who is sick?"

"What child, I look like a monster, can your child swell like that?"

Sure enough, Liu Chaoyangguang has probably understood what happened after listening to the small talk of the patient and the patient's family.

He found the nurses and doctors in the emergency department again, and asked them about the situation in detail, only to answer the phone calls one by one.

It took a full two hours for the phone call to finish. What surprised Liu Chaoyang was that the anesthesiologist, or even the director of the medical college, had the same name for the young man—Mr. Wu.

Is such a young teacher a teacher? Liu Chaoyang was a little curious.

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When the 120 ambulance rushed to the Second Hospital of Medical University, the emphysema on the child's body had gradually subsided. The laryngeal edema has been small, just like before, coming fast and going fast.

Originally, what Wu Mian feared most was the inconsistent medical history, the persistent laryngeal edema, and the complications such as asthma. This child has emphysema of the mediastinum, so he can use a ventilator without a ventilator.

Once it is unavoidable, you have to seize the time to perform surgery. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will make repairs so as not to be blown harder by the ventilator until death.

But his judgment of the condition was another situation, and he didn't need surgery at all.

"Mr. Wu, you are here." Dean Xue greeted him immediately, but this time his face was serious and he didn't smile.

"Well, the child's problem is not big." Wu Mian said, "Treat symptomatically first, and give him a penicillin skin test when his condition stabilizes."

"You need antibiotics, what are you going to use?" Dean Xue asked.

"No, I suspect that the child is a mediastinal emphysema caused by penicillin allergy."

"..."

If Wu Mian hadn't said this, but by his own doctor, Dean Xue would have slapped him against the wall.

What the hell! Have you never seen penicillin allergy? Your penicillin allergy can cause subcutaneous emphysema!

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