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Chapter 4 Is it really a brain hemorrhage?

The middle-aged man's fainting made the surrounding departments noisy, and the doctors were talking.

Everyone has studied medicine. If this kind of headache and fainting is a high probability of cerebral hemorrhage, which can be a minor bleeding at a minor level, and it can be life-threatening at a serious level.

Lin Miao murmured: "It's impossible. This patient may also be a coma caused by insufficient oxygen supply in the brain. Wang Yang must have guessed it blindly."

More than ten minutes later, a middle-aged doctor wearing glasses rushed into the emergency room.

"The patient just now, didn't you let him do ct?"

The middle-aged doctor looked thin and his voice was still quite loud, and he looked like he scolded the interns below.

"Did that patient really have cerebral hemorrhage just now?"

Lin Miao looked at the middle-aged doctor coming in a fierce manner, and obviously came to ask for an explanation.

"We were unconscious, with both pupils dilated and astigmatism. We did CT in time and found that it was the patient's cerebral hemorrhage caused by a ruptured aneurysm!"

When the middle-aged doctor said this, Lin Miao's expression changed.

Then the middle-aged doctor answered a call and hurriedly left the emergency department.

Before leaving, he left a sentence, "Can your emergency department be more reliable? You can't do the basic work well? If something really happens to the patient, our neurosurgery department will take the blame for you?"

The middle-aged doctor's words directly stimulated all doctors in the emergency department.

Lin Miao looked unbelievable. You should know that no matter which department the clinician's diagnosis is given to, others are half-believing and will not believe it directly.

For example, the operation that Zhang Nan did was reviewed by experts and thought it could be performed.

But what's the result?

The tumor develops too fast and directly sticks to the major artery, which is a diagnosis of problems.

If Wang Yang hadn't turned on the system himself, the patient would definitely not have been saved.

One morning, when the patient was being examined, Lin Miao kept looking at Wang Yang and found that Wang Yang was also doing the examination with the patient in a normal manner, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Maybe, he was suffering from the patient's cerebral hemorrhage."

Lin Miao had previously checked the latest uploaded ct in the video reading system and found the patient's ct.

There is a slight bleeding near the superior ct artery. The amount of bleeding is not large and it doesn't look very obvious. If the patient hadn't fainted, the patient would easily be misdiagnosed and mistakenly thought that the amount of bleeding was an illusion caused by the ct image shadow.

Looking at this ct picture, Lin Miao had nothing to say.

When it was 11:30, Wang Yang sutured the wound on the last patient and prepared to go for a meal.

People are iron rice and steel, and they are hungry even if they don’t eat for a meal.

When Wang Yang sat in the cafeteria with a plate in hand and was about to have a feast, several doctors nearby started to talk.

"Do you think that person is not Wang Yang?

I heard that the patient with cerebral hemorrhage this morning was seen by him at a glance without doing CT."

"You believe this kind of rumor, but even if he is really powerful, he can only spend the rest of his life in the emergency department. After all, he offended Dr. Zhang Nan and Director Xie of the Oncology Department. Now all departments use him as negative teaching materials."

Wang Yang looked over and found that those doctors were doctors in the intensive care unit.

"You can only rely on this little thing to attract attention. Doctors must rely on their true abilities."

The man sitting in the middle raised his head and looked at Wang Yang, and said lightly.

Wang Yang recognized the identity of the man in the middle. Dean Li’s nephew Li Xiang, a master’s degree from Beijing North Medical University, had heard that he had already passed the doctoral degree, but for some reason he suddenly returned to Tao City.

If you give this education and qualifications to yourself, Wang Yang will definitely choose a hospital in a big city, so how could he live in a small city?

However, if others have capital, no matter how much they choose, Wang Yang can only envy them.

Li Xiang has clean and neat hair, a pair of charming peach blossom eyes and magnetic voice, and is recognized by the hospital as a male god, no doubt about it.

"My brother, if you were the first to choose a surgery department, you might be the one who will be Dr. Zhang Nan as an assistant."

A doctor next to him blew.

Li Xiang shook his head and said a little lonely: "What's the point of surgery? I'm a doctoral student who was admitted to the surgery department, so I didn't go to the doctoral program. Surgery is not challenging for me."

Wang Yang turned his head and looked at Li Xiang. His words were so pretentious! Others were just pretending to be light, but he was just right, and he directly hit others' faces.

Wang Yang quickly finished eating, put the tableware in the designated place to take care of, and left directly.

He really couldn't stand it anymore. He had to force the king in the world, and Li Xiang had to have a position.

When I returned to the door of the emergency room, I saw a female nurse Li Hua walking over with the rain, crying while walking.

"Xiaoyue, how do you come to the emergency department?"

Wang Yang knew her, named Meng Yue, and was a surgical instrument nurse in intensive care.

It would be fine if Wang Yang didn't ask, but Meng Yue cried even more sadly.

After careful inquiry, Wang Yang realized that Meng Yue had been transferred to the emergency room.

Emergency rooms generally have trauma, and surgery is rare unless it is very urgent.

As an instrument nurse who often controls surgical instruments on IICU, Meng Yue suddenly came to Qingshuiyamen in the emergency room, which was really unacceptable.

I feel a sense of loss of being deported.

"Don't be sad. Isn't it good to have a leisure time in the emergency room? You can also flirt with the handsome doctor brother and have a sweet relationship."

Wang Yang advised him like a person who has experienced it.

"But...but, I heard that there is no handsome little brother in the emergency room!"

Meng Yue was even more sad.

There is also a handsome male god Li Xiang, who suddenly came to the emergency room. The uncle in his thirties and forties occupied most of the country. The rest were not young and handsome. I can only say that he could see it. But Meng Yue was like a rich man who was used to eating delicacies, and suddenly became a vegetarian. That feeling of gap.

Wang Yang felt very heartbroken. What does it mean that there is no handsome little brother in the emergency department?

Don’t turn on the map! After Wang Yang chatted with her, Meng Yue’s mood improved a lot.

At this moment, a pungent smell of blood came to his face. Wang Yang saw two people parked at the gate of the emergency department. One of them was bleeding and covered with a coat on his back. The wound could not be seen clearly, but the injured person was still bleeding from his body, dripping onto the ground.

"Doctor, save my elder brother!"

The person who came with the injured person on his back was a young man with a tattoo of shoulder dragon on his arm.

Wang Yang glanced at the injured person and the system quickly gave a prompt.

The patient's injuries are mainly trauma. After a simple suture, it will be cured by applying anti-inflammatory drugs for a few days.

"Doctor Lin, you prescribe the fees and narcotic drugs, and I will take the patient to suture it directly."

Wang Yang explained to Lin Miao and hurriedly took Meng Yue to go for suture surgery.
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