Sleepless Doctor

I went to the ward and looked around, and it seemed that there was nothing to gain. The only thing I learned is that the patient's diarrhea fluctuates, but this is also easy to explain.

The Sanatorium and Hospital do not eat dry food, they will give patients medicine.

It may be that a kind of medicine happened to the symptom, so the patient's diarrhea was relieved. When the body quickly tolerates it, or if there is any change in the intestine, diarrhea will begin again.

Wei Dabao wrote down the only gain, and wondered how to organize language and report on the patient's situation with Section Chief Wu when he went back.

"Let's go back." The middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital looked at Wei Dabao and whispered. Not soliciting Wei Dabao's opinion, just informing him.

Wei Dabao is not tall, and his waist is habitually bent. Doctor Li looked at him condescendingly and saw his gray hair. His contempt was heavier just now.

It is said that doctors of his age should be experts and professors at the director level, and they all give lectures when they come to the nursing and hospitals.

But in front of him, whether it be behavior or medical history, there is nothing to do. Moreover, his waist was squatting, a little afraid, without any momentum.

Why did the legendary teacher Wu bring such a product? The middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital does not understand this question.

After turning around and walking for a few steps, the middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital did not hear any footsteps behind him. He stopped in confusion and looked at Wei Dabao.

"Then...then...I'm waiting here." Wei Dabao even said the Northeast dialect in a hurry.

"What are you talking about?" Doctor Li asked in a daze.

"Doctor Li, I'm sorry." Wei Dabao explained quickly, "I took a look at the patient's defecation."

"It's just watery stool, nothing good." Dr. Li said with certainty, "Nothing good. If you have any questions, you can check the stool routine and related laboratory tests."

Wei Dabao just smiled and looked gentle, but he was very assertive. He rooted under his feet, motionless.

The middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital frowned and looked at him. Although Wei Dabao was a little frightened in his heart, the person who made him more afraid was in the conference room.

If he went back like this, Section Chief Wu asked himself that he didn't know anything... Wei Dabao felt that he had no face to meet people.

This time when he came to Xiangjiang, Section Chief Wu brought himself here again, proving that others were baffled with him. And let myself go to see patients, how can I not have a snack for such an important "task".

If you don't see something, you can't make a difference.

As for how terrifying the middle-aged doctor in the Sanatorium and Hospital in front of me is, and how terrifying is Section Chief Wu? The little abacus in Wei Dabao's heart crackled, insisting on seeing the patient's defecation.

Although he knew that it wouldn't be useful after reading it, after all, there was a little more to talk to Chief Wu.

We have been with Wu Mian for a long time, and Wei Dabao vaguely knows the habits of Section Chief Wu. No matter how small the patient’s affairs are, it is a major event. As long as you report it yourself, you can brush your face and brush your presence regardless of whether it is useful or not. This is much better than flattering and bowing.

Section Chief Wu does not lack these, the planes that come to Xiangjiang are all golden...

The middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital was unable to do anything, and became irritable. He stared at Wei Dabao, but Wei Dabao didn't look up, his eyes were not lethal at all.

After a minute, Wei Dabao knocked on the door lightly and said, "The patient is over, please give me a look."

There was no answer in the room.

Wei Dabao knocked on the door with more effort and said loudly.

There was a sound of cursing in the room.

Zheng Qingmu's mother didn't know what she was scolding, it sounded like a sparrow chirping to Wei Dabao.

The middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital looked at Wei Dabao's rickety back with contempt, wondering why this person insisted on seeing the patient's stool.

Is it watery, can you still see the flowers? And seeing the eyes, can there be laboratory inspections? Can he see if there are white blood cells in the loose stool? Nonsense.

Wei Dabao was also very helpless. He stood at the door, wishing that the little nurse would be dumped directly, and he would have an explanation when he went back, but he didn't know if Section Chief Wu would understand.

About five minutes later, the door of the ward opened, and a smell of stench floated out first.

The little nurse wearing a mask and sterile gloves came out carrying the potty and said, "This time there is a shaped stool, you have a look, I want to clean it up."

"Eh, eh." Wei Dabao didn't dare to look up, even if the little nurse was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly.

Taking the potty, Wei Dabao tried hard, but found that the little nurse did not let go. He raised his head in surprise, and the little nurse looked at him in surprise, "Are you not wearing gloves?"

"Uh..." Wei Dabao didn't notice this.

Normally, if you can wear sterile gloves as you want, that is the cost, and the head nurse has to scold others. Take a look at the stool, and then just wash your hands. Why waste a sterile glove? It's not a sterile operation.

"me……"

"Hurry up and watch." The middle-aged doctor at the National Health and Medical Care Hospital covered his nose behind him and said angrily.

He has begun to be impatient, and the position of this rustic doctor in his mind is getting lower and lower ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has humbled into the dust.

The middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital thought that Wei Dabao and Teacher Wu Mianwu were some great people. But depending on his affiliation, he is clearly a doctor in an underground clinic, even inferior to them.

Hold the potty directly with your hands, not dirty!

The little nurse let go, Wei Dabao quickly grasped the edge of the potty, put it on the ground, squatted in front of the potty, and carefully observed the patient's stool.

There is about 200ml of watery stool in the potty, but there is a section of shaped stool, not dark brown or off-white, but a normal yellow.

Looking weird, with formed stools and watery stools, Wei Dabao's brain began to "high speed".

But a brain that has not been used for many years, no matter how high it is, is slow.

Wei Dabao quickly recalled the diagnosis of diarrhea, radiation enteritis, and various predisposing factors as long as it was written in "Diagnostics."

Gradually, Wei Dabao seemed to forget the smell in the potty. He concentrated on observing the stool, thinking about the possible diagnosis.

"Is this person sick?" the middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital said contemptuously.

The little nurse watched Wei Dabao squatted in front of the potty and kept looking at his stool, and felt that he was sick.

Is it possible to have a special hobby? If it was like in some movies, the next second he put his finger in it, and tasted the saltiness... ugh...

The little nurse didn't dare to think anymore, turned around slightly, not to see Wei Dabao.

"Hey! Let's go!" The middle-aged doctor at the Sanatorium and Hospital urged impatiently.

Wei Dabao didn't move. He seemed to have thoughts when he looked at the small piece of stool.

"Hello!" the middle-aged doctor of the Sanatorium and Hospital reached out and grabbed Wei Dabao's collar and said loudly.