The three of them rushed to the emergency department. Zheng Ren didn't want to say more about what happened at Sister Qiao's house. It was really messy.
It is estimated that Sister Qiao's lover did not expect that he used a trumpet to flirt with his own girl who also used a trumpet. Is this kind of thing also genetic? Zheng Ren didn't mean to laugh at Sister Qiao, but he was quite worried about whether Sister Qiao's spirit would collapse.
Encountering such a weird thing, I'm afraid it will be a lot of mental trauma.
Regarding the operating room, Zheng Ren is far more familiar with various instruments than various people. People, when it comes to major surgeries, it's all members of the own medical team who cooperate very well. Zheng Ren doesn't even know what Sister Qiao looks like. After all, he wears a surgical mask during surgery, and Zheng Ren's facial blindness makes him unable to recognize faces, let alone his eyes.
In the memory, Sister Qiao seemed to be a busy and serious traveling nurse. This was the only impression that remained in Zheng Ren's memory.
When he came to the emergency department, Zheng Ren saw Zhou Litao rescuing people and did not say hello to him. He just glanced at the patient's system panel and Zhou Litao's rescue measures.
"Sister Qiao's lover usually only has bronchitis?" Su Yun asked.
"I don't know much." Zhuang Yongzhi said, "It is said that usually I only have bronchitis. This time at the branch, I started to cough, then had difficulty breathing, and then started to have asthma. Sister Qiao said that the wheezing sound was very obvious."
"Oh, let's wait until Sister Qiao comes." Su Yun also showed little interest. It was just gossip, but this gossip was very sad. As a friend of women, Su Yun must have felt uncomfortable.
After waiting for half an hour, the 120 ambulance rushed back. Sister Qiao insisted on calling 912. As a 912 medical worker, she instinctively trusted her own hospital more.
After getting off the car, Zheng Ren saw a middle-aged man lying on the flat car, and the wheezing sound could be heard from 2 meters away.
But the wheezing sound was a little strange. Zheng Ren listened carefully and felt that underneath the huffing and puffing, there was a faint sound of metal collision.
After taking a look at the system panel, Zheng Ren confirmed that he heard correctly.
"Cranding was used in the car and diuretics were given, but the effect was average." 120 Emergency Doctor Report reported.
Zhou Litao went to take Sister Qiao's lover for first aid. Su Yun pulled Sister Qiao aside and asked with concern, "Sister, you have to hold still."
Sister Qiao looks about forty years old, a little younger than Zheng Ren remembers. But his expression was a little dazed, and although there were no tears in his eyes, there was no luster either, like a walking zombie.
"Mr. Zhou, can you check your lung function?" Zheng Ren and Zhou Litao asked.
"It can be checked, but it's usually not done in the emergency department." Zhou Litao said while directing the rescue.
"Do a lung function test and prepare a bronchoscope. I'll do it later." Zheng Ren said.
Zhou Litao responded and immediately ran to prepare various things.
Su Yun comforted Sister Qiao softly. He really wanted Sister Qiao to cry. Sometimes emotions just need to be vented, but keeping them in your heart can easily lead to depression.
But Sister Qiao always responded calmly, neither bursting into tears nor hysterical curses. Regardless of Zhuang Yongzhi or Su Yun's persuasion, she just said lightly that she was fine.
"Sister Qiao, let's save people first." Zheng Ren whispered, "Has your lover ever been ill before?"
"Boss Zheng, you are here too." Sister Qiao raised her head and looked at Zheng Ren with a dull look.
"Uh-huh."
"Last year he was admitted to our hospital once because of repeated coughing, phlegm production and difficulty breathing." Sister Qiao said, "The film should be able to be checked on the computer. At that time, he was diagnosed with bronchitis and was given symptomatic treatment. The effect was average, but It gradually eased after about a week."
"What medicine was given?"
"Terbutaline, doxodamine, budesonide and Seretide." Sister Qiao said.
It's easy to ask the doctor about the medical history. If you meet an ordinary patient's family member about this list of medicines, they probably have to go home and look for the medicine box to explain clearly.
There was little chance that the pill box could even be found, after all, that was a year ago.
"After I went there today, I saw that he had a little difficulty breathing, and then he started to wheeze, maybe because of his excitement. I didn't pay attention at the time, and he fell down in a few minutes. The wheeze was very serious."
Sister Qiao briefly described the medical history. She did not explain it in detail, but the basic process was complete.
Zheng Ren nodded and saw that Zhou Litao was busy, so he called Su Yun to watch a movie.
Last year's film could only provide a past history, which had some meaning, but it's hard to say how big or small it was.
After asking for their names, the two went to Zhou Litao's duty room, opened the computer and found the imaging data from last year's hospitalization.
The walls of the trachea and main bronchus were slightly thicker, and the lumen was slightly narrower. No enlarged lymph nodes were found in the mediastinum, and no abnormalities were found in the cardiac shadow. There was no effusion in the bilateral pleural cavities. There is a slight patchy shadow in the right lower lung, and there is inflammation but not severe. The ribs on the right posterior and lower sides are irregular in shape and the cortical bone is discontinuous.
It looks like the diagnosis of bronchitis on the film is correct. The medicine Sister Qiao mentioned just now is considered to be symptomatic, and there is no problem in the treatment.
"Boss, I don't think it's allergies. I think it's related to emotional excitement and hormone secretion in the body. What are your thoughts?"
"I asked Mr. Zhou to do a pulmonary function test. Let's take a look at the results. I'm going to do a fiberoptic bronchoscopy to take a look." Zheng Ren said softly while holding his arms while watching the film.
"Is there a diagnosis?"
"No." Zheng Ren said, "But the patient's CT film shows that the walls of the trachea and main bronchi are slightly thicker, and there is still a certain difference from the normal lumen. It's hard to say whether there is a problem with the trachea itself. Generally speaking, the trachea Inflammation and bronchitis do not cause acute asthma attacks."
"That's right. Give the symptomatic medication first, and then do a check-up." Su Yundao said, "Don't you have to wait until the symptoms are relieved?"
"No wait, if there is a rare situation, I'm afraid it may not be obvious after the symptoms are relieved." Zheng Ren said, "Tell Sister Qiao that there are still certain risks in emergency fiberoptic bronchoscopy."
"It's me again!" Su Yun said contemptuously, "You can't say it yourself?"
"You say it's more convenient, and I'm afraid of seeing Sister Qiao cry."
"The sooner you die, the better." Su Yun said bitterly.
"Don't be like this. They are all patients who come to the hospital. They should be cured first. Don't get involved in the couple's affairs." Zheng Ren said seriously.
"Okay, okay." Su Yun actually had a clear mind. It was not good for him to talk too much about the couple's affairs.
It's just that this incident... was too coincidental and had a huge impact on people. Su Yun felt dissatisfied and resentful, and kept complaining on behalf of Sister Qiao.
"The lumen is a little narrow, but nothing else." Su Yun continued to look at the film and said, "But a sudden asthma attack, could it be a sudden edema?"
"It's possible, we'll be able to tell at a glance with a fiberoptic bronchoscope."