"Aren't you afraid of being eaten by her?" Su Yun asked confidently.
"I'm afraid, but she will die if I leave her." The patient's family sighed and said, "So I..."
As he said this, he thought about the issue of raw meat again, and he felt it was ridiculous.
"Generally speaking, this disease is caused by too much stress. What kind of stress is it? I suggest you go to the psychological clinic." Zheng Ren said, "It's almost time. Let's go back and take a look."
"I haven't seen the inspection list yet."
"It's okay. Let's take a look to see if the necklace has moved down. If the position changes, it proves that it is not stuck in the intestines. It will probably be expelled within 24 hours." Zheng Ren said.
"Doctor, is Mengniakia really okay?" The patient's family members were still worried.
"Dream eating disorder was officially recognized as a disease in 1991. Currently, it is roughly estimated that 0.5-1.5 out of 10,000 people suffer from sore eating disorder. There are many people who eat in the middle of the night..."
"There is something wrong with this data. I think about one millionth is normal, but one ten thousandth is too big a data." Su Yun said disdainfully.
"It doesn't matter." Zheng Ren smiled, "There is no effective treatment method yet. You can try psychological treatment, but don't take epilepsy drugs."
"Oh." The patient's family let out a sigh of relief.
Back in the radiology department, Lin Yuan was chatting awkwardly with the patient.
Zheng Ren didn't explain much to the patient and gave her another abdominal X-ray.
Comparing the two images before and after, you can see traces of movement of metal objects in the intestines. Although it wasn't very obvious, it was a trivial matter as long as it was moved and discharged. Zheng Ren was relieved this time.
Returning to the emergency department with the patient and two abdominal X-rays, Lin Yuan followed behind, filled with curiosity and questions that almost overwhelmed him.
Returning to the emergency department, a group of people blocked the door of the treatment room. Some were watching the excitement, while others were milling around anxiously.
A nurse stood next to a seat in the waiting area, looking after a woman in her 60s.
Looking at the mess, Zheng Ren frowned, wondering what happened.
"You guys wait here and I'll take a look at the situation." Zheng Ren said to the patient's family.
The man did not reject Zheng Ren's words. He nodded repeatedly and sat in the waiting area with the woman to wait.
Zheng Ren strode towards the disposal room.
"Give way, give way." Su Yun shouted twice from behind.
However, this level of shouting cannot stop the melon-eating people from watching the fun.
When Zheng Ren saw that there were no older people in the crowd, he left the crowd and pushed the door open into the treatment room.
I really don’t understand why they are standing around to watch when the door is closed.
The moment the door opened, the crowd exclaimed in unison.
Zheng Ren was also stunned when he saw Zhou Litao.
Standing in front of Zhou Litao was a little boy, about 7 or 8 years old, with a glass bottle in his mouth and drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"Close the door." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice.
Lin Yuan squeezed in at the end and closed the door smoothly.
Zhou Litao was wearing sterile gloves and holding pliers in his hand, but he didn't know where to start. Seeing Zheng Ren coming back, he said happily: "Boss Zheng, you are back, give me a look."
"What's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.
"After the child drank the juice, he licked the bottle with his tongue. As a result, he licked too deeply and his tongue got stuck in the bottle." Zhou Litao briefly introduced the situation.
The little patient's mother burst into tears, especially after seeing Zhou Litao helpless, she was already in despair.
Through the glass bottle, you can see the little patient's tongue is purple. As the color grew darker, her heart became heavier and heavier.
Zheng Ren put on a mask and sterile gloves and came to take care of the child. He looked at the light and saw that the tongue was blue and swollen and was stuck in the bottle.
Well…
Zheng Ren saw this situation for the first time.
When I was in the emergency department, I encountered many situations where naughty children caused trouble by themselves and caused all kinds of trouble.
For example, some naughty children want to try whether they can hold a light bulb in their mouths.
For example, some naughty children held firecrackers with their hands to test their courage and blew up their hands.
For example, when a child in a rural area throws a disposable lighter into a stove pit, the fragments that fall out almost scratch his eyes.
For example...
There are too many things to describe.
But this was the first time Zheng Ren had encountered his tongue stuck in a bottle.
After carefully looking at the situation, he became embarrassed.
"Boss Zheng, if that doesn't work, just smash the bottle open." Zhou Litao suggested in a low voice.
"No." Zheng Ren shook his head.
"What should I do if the broken glass breaks into my mouth?" Su Yun looked at the naughty boy and felt a little worried, so much so that the contemptuous tone he used to speak against Zhou Litao was no longer so harsh.
"Well, Su Yun is right. Moreover, broken glass pieces can easily be swallowed along the tongue and into the esophagus, or even choke into the trachea. The potential risk is very high." Zheng Ren looked at the bottle and said in a deep voice.
"What about using anesthesia?" Lin Yuan suggested, "After anesthesia, the patient will be less nervous and the tongue will become softer, so it may be easier to take it out."
"There are too many uncontrollable factors." Su Yun narrowed his eyes, and the black hair on his forehead remained motionless. "The child has no difficulty breathing yet. Once anesthesia is given, he will have difficulty breathing and the intubation tube will not be inserted."
"Well, in that case, we can only do a tracheotomy, and simple things will become troublesome." Zheng Ren agreed with Su Yun.
The already frightened parents softened when they heard Zheng Ren and Su Yun's descriptions, and their legs were so weak that they could not stand at all.
She leaned against the wall and squatted down little by little, holding her head and crying.
Zheng Ren thought it was too tricky. If he followed the routine operation, he would need to break the glass bottle.
But the walls of this bottle are very thick and require a lot of strength.
The naughty child's tongue occupies almost half of the space of the glass bottle. It is difficult to break the bottle without damaging his tongue.
As for the secondary damage caused by the fragments entering the trachea and esophagus, that is a story for another day.
God knows what kind of magic tricks this naughty kid will do in panic and what kind of side damage it will cause.
The anesthesia proposed by Lin Yuan doesn't work either. Once danger arises, a small matter will become a big deal.
Looking for professionals from 119
Zheng Ren saw that the naughty child's tongue had turned black. If he had to wait for the professionals from 119 to come and find a solution, it would take at least 20-30 minutes.
It’s not certain whether the tongue will suffer from ischemia and necrosis…
"Why is it so stuck?" Su Yun began to try to pull the glass bottle out. The naughty boy screamed vaguely, indicating that he was in pain and couldn't pull it out at all.
"Maybe the tongue was in the bottle, causing a local vacuum." Zheng Ren looked at the bottle intently and ignored the child's cry of pain.
Don't be merciful at this time. Crying twice with the child's mother will not solve the problem.