I understand in my heart that most of the time, people who are confused on the surface can still tell. If it is in a grassroots hospital, it can be directly transferred to a higher-level hospital.
As for how the higher-level hospital handles the situation, it must pay attention to the personality and handling methods of bedside doctors and leading professors.
But this kind of single-minded approach is very troublesome.
He believed that he could be cured as long as he was sent to the hospital and would not accept any complications.
Chang Yue, a patient like this, can explain it clearly, which is considered very powerful.
Zheng Ren didn't bother to ask what happened and how Chang Yue communicated. In fact, the main reason is to ask, and Chang Yue probably won't be able to explain.
"I'll take a look at Dr. Mehar's side. If the operation time is confirmed, we can then decide on this patient's surgery." Zheng Rendao.
"Fu Gui'er came here once in the morning." Chang Yue and Zheng Ren said, "I said you had surgery, and he said you came back and told him."
"Okay, I'm planning to go once. If the rich man is coming, then ask about the situation and I will go with him." Zheng Ren sat on the chair, lazily, about to fall asleep.
Chang Yue hesitated while taking out her mobile phone and calling Professor Rudolf Wagner. Although Zheng Ren was very comfortable under the sun, he noticed this.
After finishing the call, Zheng Ren asked: "Is there something going on in the ward? Or is it something else?"
"Mr. Zheng, patients are being discharged one after another today, and new patients are being admitted..."
"Is there a problem? I'll take a look at it later." Zheng Ren didn't pay much attention to the patient's condition. In 912, patients admitted to the outpatient clinic are all chronic patients. Those who are really anxious all go to the emergency department. Where can they get the outpatient admission
Chang Yue reached back and closed the door with a serious expression.
It was lunch break, and apart from her, the only people in the office were Zheng Ren and Liu Zewei.
This move made Zheng Ren become serious. Liu Zewei also stopped what he was doing and looked at Chang Yue intently with a serious expression.
"Take a look at the patient. If you are sure, I suggest you notify the medical office and call the police." Chang Yue said cautiously.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.
"When Lao Liu and I went to see the patient, his hands were fine." Chang Yue said, "I just passed by and saw the patient's daughter feeding him, with her hands hidden under the quilt."
Zheng Ren knew that things would not be that simple.
"I took a look and saw that the patient's hands were tied. He was very angry and refused to eat. But his daughter would not let go, and finally the patient gave up the struggle." Chang Yue said seriously: "It looked very pitiful. , I highly suspect it is illegal detention."
"Illegal detention and brought to the imperial capital for medical treatment?" Zheng Ren put forward his own idea.
"This is what is incomprehensible." Chang Yue was also confused, "I haven't communicated with the patient's family yet, and I want to wait for you to come back to make an decision."
"Let's go take a look." Zheng Ren simply stood up and strode out.
Chang Yue followed Zheng Ren. At this time, she looked like a clinical doctor.
Arriving at a ward, Chang Yue took two quick steps and whispered to Zheng Ren: "The patient by the window."
Zheng Ren walked over and saw a woman in her forties sitting at the bedside table peeling fruits. Very serious and skillful.
The apple skins formed a line, hanging down and swaying slightly.
While peeling the fruit, she said, "Dad, don't lose your temper. This is the imperial capital, not our home. If we offend the doctors and nurses and get kicked out, all our money during this period will be wasted."
The patient was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and looking annoyed.
It seemed that he didn't want to eat the apple at all, he was just angry.
"This is Professor Zheng. Your father's surgery will be performed by Professor Zheng." Chang Yue introduced to the patient's family.
professor? Zheng Ren was stunned, and then remembered that Director Mao seemed to have taken four red books that day. When he and Su Yun were promoted to senior and deputy positions, they also became professors.
I thought it was something far away, but unexpectedly it was right in front of me. It's just that he forgot it, but Chang Yue still remembered it.
The patient's daughter stood up immediately when the doctor arrived. Holding an apple in one hand and a fruit knife in the other, he wanted to say hello to Zheng Ren, but it was too rude to hold everything in his hands.
She was a little embarrassed.
"It's okay, let me take a look at the patient." Zheng Ren looked at the woman from the corner of his eye and said casually. At the same time, his brows furrowed.
The red color on the patient's system panel is very prominent, which is due to portal hypertension. In addition, there are a host of age-related diseases. A rare diagnosis was mixed in, and Zheng Ren almost missed it.
He was stunned for a moment, looked at it for a few seconds, and started a physical examination before the patient's family members noticed any abnormalities.
He first comforts the patient with gentle words and communicates with the patient.
The patient had a bad temper, was as stubborn as a child, and refused to talk to Zheng Ren. The patient's daughter was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, fearing that Zheng Ren would be angry.
"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled, "People with liver disease have bad tempers, but it's best to control this."
The patient's daughter nodded repeatedly.
"There is no scientific basis, but this is the truth when talking about liver stagnation and qi stagnation in Chinese medicine. We are Western medicine, and we just talk about Chinese medicine casually. In fact, some of the opinions are reasonable." Zheng Ren said with a smile, Build relationships with patients and their families.
"Yes, my father has had a bad temper since I was a child. Now that he is old, his temper is getting worse and worse." The patient's daughter said deeply.
Zheng Ren lifted the quilt and saw the patient's hands tied to the bed rails. The white cloth tape used was very wide. It seemed that the patient was afraid that the patient would struggle too hard and cause local ischemia.
There is also a red string on each hand, which looks like the kind used for blessing.
The patient's daughter wanted to explain, but Zheng Ren seemed not to notice and asked the patient to circle his legs, rub his hands, and start a physical examination.
The examination was completed quickly, and Zheng Ren also took a look around the patients who had just been admitted to the same ward.
After the examination, before Zheng Ren left, he waved to the daughter of the original patient and motioned for her to come.
When he arrived at the office, Zheng Ren sat down with a smile on his face and asked, "Does the patient have a history of cerebral infarction? Why is he tied up?"
The patient's daughter had a strange expression when Zheng Ren asked her directly, but then she lowered her head thoughtfully.
Chang Yue sat aside and carefully observed the expressions and movements of the patient's family members.
"It needs to be explained before the operation, otherwise if the patient becomes agitated during the operation, the outcome will be disastrous." Zheng Renping said calmly.
"Professor Zheng." The patient's daughter whispered. It was really awkward to call such a young doctor a professor.
"Um."
"What about that? I'll tell you the truth, but after that, don't refuse to treat my father." The patient's daughter said hesitantly.
"Don't worry." Zheng Ren smiled, generous and calm.
"My dad is possessed. If he is not tied up, he will strangle himself to death." There was a gloomy fear in the woman's eyes.
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Uh, I won't stop here, I'm writing... I just came back from overseas, and I haven't saved any manuscripts. Send out at 9 or 10 o'clock, don't send the razor blade...