sky,
slowly,
Bright.
The First City Hospital was as busy as ever, and the sadness, anxiety, anger, and helplessness in the night were like an episode that no one could remember except for a few people.
Director Lao Pan went to work, and Zheng Ren went to report to him what happened last night.
Director Pan, who has been demobilized for more than 30 years, has already adapted to the changes in society. Apart from the fire in his heart, he is not much different from ordinary old directors.
After hearing Zheng Ren's report, Director Pan pondered for a long time.
He didn't have a particularly good way, he could only take it one step at a time.
Zheng Ren chose the way to solve the problem, and he felt that there was no problem. Director Pan, who is experienced in the world, knows that sometimes there is no solution to the problem in this way, but it does work.
Because he was worried, Director Pan also called Mr. San.
When the call was connected, Director Pan didn't hide anything.
Zheng Ren just called an hour ago. It would be too hypocritical to talk about family matters now. Moreover, the relationship between Old Director Pan and the Third Master seems to be very close, and there is not so much politeness.
A burst of hearty laughter came from the mobile phone. The third master was very elegant and spoke in a low voice. Zheng Ren could not hear clearly what he and old Director Pan said.
After chatting for a few more words, Director Pan finally hung up the phone with a smile.
"It's okay." Old Director Pan said with a smile: "In the small newspaper office, the young people are trying to get a position, so the third brother said hello."
"Oh." Zheng Ren nodded numbly.
"And with key evidence, don't worry, there won't be any trouble there." Old Director Pan comforted Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren doesn't care about any key evidence. Is evidence useful in the face of medical trouble
Although there won't be any big trouble, it always makes him unhappy.
The story of the farmer and the snake comes from Aesop's fables, but just like a mirror, I always find such fables happening around me from time to time, and sometimes I am also the person in the story.
Kindness made Zheng Ren choose not to be that snake.
However, he did not want to be a farmer.
The blacklist system that has been proposed by the medical community for a long time is to blacklist medical practitioners who make trouble without reason, so that they cannot see a doctor within the normal medical insurance system.
But this is just the wishful thinking of the doctors who are filled with righteous indignation. Zheng Ren can guarantee that once this system is introduced, countless saliva will be spewed out.
Anyway, I am just a small person, it is enough to take care of myself, and I can't take care of other things...
Seeing that Zheng Ren was not in a very high mood, Director Pan patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You really can't hold two ounces of sesame oil in your belly. Does this matter?"
Zheng Ren smiled bitterly.
"Let's go and see the patients." Old Director Pan knew that any comfort at this moment would be useless, so it would be better to maintain the normal work routine and let time heal the wounds in Zheng Ren's heart.
The two of them took the doctor on duty to start the ward rounds. The patients in the emergency observation room were all in relatively mild condition. At least one-third of them were people waiting for compensation from fights or car accidents.
Judging from their condition, they should have left the observation room long ago.
However, various cases of pretending to be ill occur every day, and they will never leave the hospital voluntarily before receiving compensation.
The doctor was naturally unwilling to transfer this resentment to himself, so he let it go.
This also has some benefits, such as avoiding delayed intracranial hemorrhage.
Every year, two or three patients present in the emergency room with delayed intracranial hemorrhage.
There are many patients in the emergency observation room, and indeed they all have minor illnesses.
Soon, Director Lao Pan and Zheng Ren checked the twenty or thirty patients under observation.
When I was going to the emergency ward, several people rushed over in the corridor of the emergency room.
"Doctor, doctor!" A young man at the head shouted anxiously.
He was carrying a person on his back. The person's arms were stiff and his hands were reaching forward like claws, as if he wanted to grab something.
Zheng Ren felt nervous. The patient's condition looked very serious.
"This way!" Zheng Ren quickly guided the family members carrying the patient to the emergency room.
It took a long time for the family members to move the stiff patient from his back to the emergency bed.
The patient's posture is weird and the nape and back are highly rigid, causing the body to bend upward like an arch. This is clinically called opisthotonus.
The muscles all over his body were stiff, and his hands were waving gently in front of his eyes, as if he was trying to grab something. There was a drinking sound coming from his mouth, and his face was ferocious and cold.
"Ah..." The nurse who admitted the patient was a new nurse, less than twenty years old, who was shocked by the condition of the patient in front of her.
In her mind, the scene at this moment was very similar to movies like Resident Evil, World War Z, and The Walking Dead.
This is a zombie...
If she bites me, will I turn into a zombie
Could it be,
Is it the end of the world
The little nurse was frightened. The mercury sphygmomanometer she was holding fell to the ground with a "bang" sound. The sphygmomanometer broke and the mercury splashed everywhere.
The family members are also confused. Is it really a terminal illness
Anyway, the doctors at the township health center didn’t understand.
Before, they had thought that this might be an incurable disease. But after all, there is still a glimmer of hope, hoping that the First City Hospital can diagnose and treat him.
But,
As soon as she arrived at the First City Hospital, the little nurse was frightened.
The young man at the head was startled for a moment, his eyes full of sadness.
Another woman in her fifties who followed saw this scene, sat on the ground and started crying.
Hearing the sound of the mercury sphygmomanometer falling to the ground, the patient's muscles all over his body tightened even more.
When the crying started, the drinking sounds from her mouth also became more intense, and drool flowed from her lips.
Zheng Ren quickly walked between the nurse and the patient and said seriously: "You, clean up and ask your master to take the patient's blood pressure. Be careful, find all the mercury."
Then Zheng Ren looked at the patient's family seriously and said, "Irrelevant people should leave immediately. The patient cannot be stimulated by sound!"
The young man who carried the patient in had his eyes full of tears. He was a little scared. He hesitated for a few seconds and asked in a low voice with a cry: "Doctor, can you save me?"
"Not necessarily." Zheng Ren said seriously, "But there is still a chance. You stay and the others go out. Now!"
Now!
immediately!
immediately!
This is not a mourning hall, it’s not the time for mourning yet!
Zheng Ren didn't even notice that his style was getting tougher and tougher, and he looked more and more like old Director Pan.
Director Lao Pan frowned and said: "This is a tetanus infection. The patient mortality rate is very high, reaching 50%. One family member will stay, and the others will withdraw."
Half, raw.
Half, dead.
The young patient's family members were stunned when they heard this.
But this does not affect his judgment. At least the doctor from the first city hospital said that there is still hope of saving the patient.
He quickly kicked everyone else out, and the emergency room finally became quiet.
"Zheng Ren, have you ever treated him?" Director Pan was curious when he saw Zheng Ren's calm face.
Even Director Pan has not seen the situation of Tetanus infection for decades. How could this little guy Zheng Ren be so calm