The Surgeon's Studio

A man was being dragged in by two family members.

He had a red system panel above his head. The color was so red that it was scary. He didn't even need to look at the system's diagnosis to know that Zheng Ren needed to be hospitalized.

As for how heavy it was, Zheng Ren estimated that one or two operations would not be enough to solve it.

The short and fat boss was only slightly ill, but he was extremely worried. As for the patient in front of him, his illness was already very serious, but he was not willing to come to the hospital to see a doctor.

The saying that one grain can feed a hundred different people was true.

"Doctor, Doctor." A younger family member of the patient shouted. Although Zheng Ren and the others were in the corridor, he acted as if he did not see them.

The sound was extremely loud and reverberated, emitting a smell of adrenaline and glucose.

This kind of shouting was very common in the emergency department, so both the doctors and nurses were used to it.

"What's going on?" Zhou Litao asked with a frown.

None of the four people in front of him looked like patients. Their steps were vigorous, their movements were Swift, and even the process of pushing and pulling each other did not seem like they were sick.

Someone in the family must have fallen sick, but they didn't care. The relatives were anxious and dragged them to the hospital.

"Hello, doctor," When the younger patient's family member saw Zhou Litao chiming in, he quickly ran over and said politely,""My second uncle has rheumarthritis, but these past two days, his wrist has been problematic and has started to ooze pus. We were worried and asked him to come and take a look."

"It's just a pimple. What's there to see in the hospital?" The older man behind him, who was probably a patient, said unhappily.

"It hurts when I move. I have to change the gauze seven or eight times a day. If it's not heavy, do I have to wait for my wrist to rot completely?" The woman, who looked like his lover, shouted.

Zhou Litao had seen this kind of situation many times, so he didn't really care. Patients themselves were the carrier of diseases. If they felt uncomfortable, they would not be able to stand it in the morning. Very few people were urged to come to see the doctor.

Of course, that was with the exception of certain cancer treatments. As long as some patients didn't come to the hospital, they would treat it as if cancer didn't exist.

This was human nature.

The patient did not move. He was still arguing with his wife.

He didn't move, so Zhou Litao could only walk over by himself. Zheng Ren squinted his eyes and followed behind Zhou Litao. He followed quietly, like a Snow Leopard hunting for food, to see the patient's wound, where the gauze was changed seven or eight times a day.

"Brother, since you're here, just let the doctor take a look. If there's nothing else, let's go back. " Another middle-aged man advised.

No amount of great principles could compare to the four words 'since he's already here'. The patient was also a little impatient. He felt that since he was already here, he should just take a look.

He stretched out his left arm, which had been hanging by his side. There was a piece of gauze stuck on the inside of his wrist, and the gauze was vaguely soaked in liquid.

"It's nothing. It's just rheumarthritis. What's there to see?" The patient said in disdain.

"Let's go to the treatment room and change the dressing. " Zheng Ren saw that Zhou Litao was about to open the patient's gauze, so he reminded him from behind.

General manager Zhou definitely did not take this patient seriously. A patient who had come over safely, could talk, and could quarrel. Would something happen to such a person?

Zhou Litao was slightly taken aback. Although he felt that it was unnecessary, he still brought the patient to the treatment room.

He opened a sterile medicine changing bag and removed the patient's gauze.

The patient's entire left hand was swollen, and the swelling could be seen from the thumb and index finger. There was a rupture on the inner joint of the left wrist, about 0.5 x 0.4 cm.

A thick yellowish-green liquid seeped out of the rupture. The moment the gauze was removed, Zheng Ren smelled a strange smell.

Zheng Ren felt helpless about how she did not come to the hospital to see a doctor even though she was already in this state.

"It's just a pimple. What's the big deal? it'll be fine after taking antibiotics for a few days. " The patient was still talking.

"How many days have you been taking antibiotics?" The patient's lover said angrily. Then, he turned around and said to Zhou Litao,"doctor, what do you think is going on?"

Zhou Litao did not say anything. Instead, he repeatedly disinfected the wound with iodophor and applied more force on the patient's wrist in an attempt to squeeze out the pus inside.

"It hurts ..." As soon as he used force, the patient suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"Have you suffered any external injuries? How did pimples break?" Zhou Litao asked.

"Doctor, there are no external injuries. Pimple ... I didn't see it, but it felt like pimple. " The patient wanted to withdraw his hand behind his back, but he managed to stabilize himself. He answered Zhou Litao's question in a trembling voice.

Feeling ... This word left people speechless.

"Do you have fish at home? An ornamental fish?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No..." The patient's family member subconsciously answered.

"Never suffered external injuries? Recently ... Before you fell sick, did you go out to play in the past month?" Zheng Ren suddenly asked.

"Play?" A few family members of the patients asked in unison. This doctor seemed to be quite mature, but the questions he asked were so unreliable.

"Yes, this is the past history. I have to ask." Su Yun added.

Although he didn't know what his boss's intention was, he habitually played along.

"I'm asking you a question. Hurry up. " Zhou Litao waved his hand, indicating for the patient to extend his hand so that he could disinfect himself.

The pain just now was real. The patient in pain subconsciously ignored Zhou Litao's actions and began to interrupt.

"We went out to play. We went to the Maldives last month." The patient quickly said.

"You must be playing in the water." Zheng Ren asked.

The patient and the patient's family members looked at Zheng Ren as if he was an idiot. They were going on a vacation, and they were going to the Maldives. If they didn't play with the water, why did they go there?

Zheng Ren got the answer he wanted from the gaze of the patient's family member, then he said,""Check the CT scan of your wrist and take him in. General manager Zhou, tell the doctor in the hand surgery department ..."

"What hospital? there's nothing wrong with her. Why should she be hospitalized?" The patient said loudly.

"It's forbidden to make noise in the hospital. Don't you know that?" Su Yun said disdainfully,"you don't even want to stay here. 912 doesn't need a patient like you?" Nonsense. "

The patient's family members were a little dumbfounded after being rebuked.

"There are so many patients waiting to be hospitalized in the small hotel outside. It's good to make room for them." Su Yun continued.

"Don't mess around," Zheng Ren said in a deep voice,"let's do a CT scan first. I suspect that you were stabbed by a sea creature when you went out to play ..."

"Impossible. If he hurt me, would I not know?"

"It's normal that you didn't notice a needle-like stab wound. The surface of the skin will heal quickly, but the bacteria will remain in the body. "

"What bacteria?" The patient's family member asked anxiously.

"Let's go for a checkup first. We'll talk about it after you're done," Zheng Ren did not answer directly. Even though big pig trotter had diagnosed him, he was not willing to make a conclusion so easily.

Let's take a look at the X-ray first.