"Let's do a head CT first. I have a headache. I need to check whether there is a cavity or intracranial hemorrhage." Zheng Ren looked at the long queue behind him, feeling helpless and wanting to send people away.
It has nothing to do with medical ethics, it’s just the normal medical treatment process.
Just go for infusion without any examination? That's what small clinics do. Zheng Ren didn't want to act too much like a "miraculous doctor" and tell the patient that something was wrong with just one glance.
"Are you sick?" The woman suddenly became unhappy. She pointed at Zheng Ren's nose and sprayed saliva on Zheng Ren's face. "I just want to get wet. What kind of test are you going to prescribe for me? You doctors are so stupid." Are you obsessed with money? Do you check and check all day long? If you don’t check, you won’t see a doctor?! Decades ago, when there was no CT machine, people would have died?!”
"..." Zheng Ren was helpless.
What the hell is this!
There was a line of patients waiting to see a doctor. This woman kept silent and didn't even want to do a check-up. She just wanted infusions.
If he doesn't agree with someone, he will point at his nose and start swearing.
This really makes no sense.
A woman of this age is full of energy. If she is really in a hurry, it would be easy for her to act up and roll around. She dared to take off her clothes and accuse Zheng Ren of molesting her in front of countless eyes. (Note 1)
If that were the case, Zheng Ren wouldn't feel embarrassed, but felt it was a waste of time.
There were so many patients behind me. Although it looked like nothing was too heavy, we couldn't let them sit on the hard plastic chairs in the corridor and wait all morning.
"You're mute!" When the woman saw that Zheng Ren didn't speak, she yelled triumphantly: "I just want to be fooled. Why do you want me to spend hundreds of dollars for a check-up? All your money comes from the strong wind. ? Is what you do worthy of your conscience? Is it worthy of the white coat you are wearing? "
"What the hell are angels in white? All of them are wolves in human skin!"
The woman cursed for several minutes. At this moment, Zheng Ren missed Su Yun especially.
Su Yun's guy... forget it, it's probably all in vain.
Faced with the criminal gangs that abducted children and came to the hospital to blackmail them, Zheng Renneng just stepped in and kicked him, regardless of anything.
But facing this kind of person...
You can't start a fight with her, let alone whether it's embarrassing or not, what are you going to do with so many patients later
Life is so helpless.
Forget it, let’s just do it ourselves. But how to deal with this matter
Although Zheng Ren has been practicing medicine for many years and has certain skills and experience in dealing with patients, he is helpless when encountering such unreasonable people.
"Hey, that's enough for you." A middle-aged man said from behind: "It's unethical enough to jump in line to see a doctor, and you're still scolding the doctor here."
Zheng Ren burst into tears, and finally someone spoke for him.
"If you want to scold him, wait until he gets off work. You can scold him as much as you want. Don't delay our medical treatment." The middle-aged man continued.
Damn... Brother, can you speak
Zheng Ren glanced at the man and couldn't stop crying.
What does it mean to just scold someone after get off work if you want to? Zheng Ren knew that this was what he said, but it was too unpopular.
I have low emotional intelligence, and this man seems to have even lower emotional intelligence than me.
I'm so speechless... No wonder there are fewer and fewer doctors in the emergency department. Who wants to do this kind of job
However, the man successfully diverted the woman's attention, and the two bad-tempered people began to scold each other.
The security guard persuaded the two energetic people to go into the corridor and curse as much as they wanted.
Zheng Ren hurriedly took the time to deal with the patient who had been saving up for more than ten minutes.
While he was busy, he looked up and saw a patient's figure appearing at the door of the emergency department. Zheng Ren quickly called him in.
This patient was diagnosed with right-sided pneumonia and a small amount of pleural effusion.
Pneumonia combined with pleural effusion can be said to be a relatively serious inflammation. So Zheng Ren prescribed a CT scan of his lungs and asked him to go for examination, and waited for him to come back so that he could be admitted directly to the hospital.
"Auntie, I'm sorry, that patient's condition is relatively serious, and I've delayed you for a few minutes." Zheng Ren politely explained to an elderly female patient in her sixties who was seeing a doctor.
"It's okay, kid, you go and do your work, I don't have anything important to do." The aunt was also very open-minded and replied.
Zheng Ren was pleased that people like him just now were in the minority after all.
He waved and called in the patient with pneumonia and pleural effusion.
Pick up the film and insert it into the reader.
"Your lungs are severely inflamed, and now there is inflammatory exudation, forming pleural effusion." Zheng Ren pointed at the image on the film with the pen in his hand, and explained to the patient: "I suggest you go to the hospital and rest for a while. Antibiotics to prevent inflammation from worsening, leading to... "
"Doctor, why do you need anti-inflammatory drugs?" The man said disdainfully: "Don't you know that anti-inflammatory drugs are bad for your health?"
"..." Zheng Ren said happily and rationally. He never expected that the patient would say such a word.
"Isn't it just pneumonia?" the patient sneered, "I'm in good health, just give me oral medication for a few days and it'll be fine."
"Your pneumonia is more severe..."
"Did you not hear what I said clearly? Isn't it just pneumonia? What's the big deal?" The man patted his chest with his hand, making a thumping sound, showing his health. "I will just take oral medicine for a few days and it will be fine." , not hospitalized.”
Zheng Ren wanted to persuade him a few more words, but when he saw the disdainful and contemptuous smile on the man's lips, all the thousands of words in his heart were turned into ashes.
"There were no anti-inflammatory drugs in ancient times. How could people still be alive?"
Zheng Ren really wanted to tell him what the average life span of ancient people was and what the average life span of modern people was.
But when the words reached his lips, they turned into sighs.
Even if he transforms into a gang spirit, it is meaningless.
"Son, you should do as the doctor said." The 60-year-old aunt behind advised me.
"Auntie, you don't know, these doctors always prescribe anti-inflammatory drugs for any disease. A few days ago, I read a public account, which said that the Chinese people take anti-inflammatory drugs..." The man also has a really good memory, and the public account said He can tell 70 to 80 percent of the things.
Like popular science, it taught my aunt a lesson on health care.
Zheng Ren felt helpless. Normally, one or two of these things a week would be considered too much. Why did he encounter two of them in succession today
One of them is not sick, but he is suffering from diarrhea.
One person was seriously ill, but refused to give him any antibiotics.
"Are you really not going to the hospital?" Zheng Ren found the patient's medical information, printed out two hospitalization orders for hospitalization in the Department of Respiratory Medicine, and asked.
"Of course." The man looked arrogant, as if he could see through all the little tricks in the world.
Smart, wise.
"Here, here you go, you decide whether to be hospitalized or not. If you want to be hospitalized, take the hospitalization slip to the hospitalization collection office to pay the money at any time, and then go to the Department of Respiratory Medicine for hospitalization." Zheng Ren has definitely fulfilled his obligation, "This , I want to keep it. Please write on the back that you refuse admission."
"Tch, scare me, I graduated from Xiamen University." The man curled his lips, picked up the pen on Zheng Ren's desk, and started writing behind the hospitalization form.