Chapter 247 I Want Him

"Which insurance company sent the plane this time?" Zhao Le, the attending doctor, stood behind Director Du, full of curiosity.

Director Huo glanced at him and said, "Does it have to be sent by the insurance company?"

"Who rides without insurance? It costs 30,000 to 40,000 yuan a trip. Besides, rich people have full insurance..." Zhao Yue noticed Director Huo's mocking face while talking, and said in surprise: "No way , Is it really the helicopter you called? What's going on?"

"Abdominal pain, and trauma." Director Huo replied.

Zhao Le's expression became serious. Abdominal pain is easy to say, but it is not easy in the hospital.

Ordinary abdominal pain can be caused by a bad stomach, or that the aunt is coming, or it may be intestinal obstruction or appendicitis. There are more complicated and dangerous diseases. For emergency doctors, the most troublesome There are parasitic diseases, especially parasitic diseases in non-local areas. The course and symptoms of the disease are really strange...

Zhao Lele is the doctor in charge. When the patient arrives, he is the first to come to see the doctor. The other deputy directors and directors will only stand behind him to check and make up for the vacancies. Out, the final word.

As for the previous trial and error part, it will naturally be done by the attending doctor.

For this kind of patients who can afford to take a helicopter, the psychological pressure on the attending doctor is relatively greater, especially for the diagnosis of "abdominal pain". It is a trivial matter to make a mistake and lose face. In the eyes of leaders and even superior departments, it will become: the doctor who misdiagnosed.

"One minute." Director Lei from the Medical Administration Department also came, looked at his phone, and shouted.

As the head of the administrative department, Director Lei welcomes and sees off people every day, and he doesn't always wait on the roof with the cool breeze blowing.

In a hospital like Yunyi, the department-level cadres of ordinary prefectures and counties would not be attracted when they came to see a doctor. Director Lei waited stupidly for Zhao Le to think of this, and his expression became more dignified.

A helicopter landed slowly, sweeping dust from the roof.

When the wind calmed down, a male nurse and a female resident rushed forward pushing the canopy bed.

Huo Congjun nodded after seeing it.

In the hospital, male nurses are a treasure, especially in places like the emergency department, where animals can be used, male nurses can be used. Whether it is moving people or moving things, male nurses are better It's easier to use.

is the doctor,

In terms of taking care of patients, male nurses are not as good as they are. Among other things, ordinary nurses can beat doctors by eight blocks in terms of acupuncture alone. It doesn't matter if you are not good at the beginning, you will be trained soon.

"Chanel's clothes." Zhao Le watched from a distance that the people in the helicopter got off the plane by themselves, then sat on the canopy bed with their hands on their stomachs, and then lay down gently, tsk-tsk involuntarily.

"You know all of this?" After Dr. Zhou was forced to work overtime, he didn't even bother to talk, and he became interested in gossip.

Zhao Le was showing off a little, and said: "My wife just bought a Chanel bag a few days ago. It's so expensive, don't tell me, the bag is pretty, but it's expensive, so expensive."

Dr. Zhou looked down at the Putian shoes on Zhao Lele's feet, and said sympathetically, "Two months' salary should be filled in."

"It's not enough to eat or drink. Fortunately, I was given a bonus recently... Well, if I didn't give the bonus, she wouldn't buy Chanel either." Zhao Lele explained his psychological changes while looking at the patient who was approaching, and said: "As far as I know, Chanel's clothes are very expensive. People who wear this kind of clothes must wear the current season. Tell me, the clothes alone cost 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, the shoes cost another 10,000 to 20,000 yuan, and ordinary accessories cost several Tens of thousands, if you match it casually, you can go for 100,000, and how much will it cost a year to change and wash clothes?"

"The one who came here is a little golden man." Doctor Zhou smiled, paused for a while, then raised his eyebrows and said, "It's so beautiful."

"Really, I just saw the outline, and it looks very delicate. I guess it was done by a well-known makeup artist. Have you ever heard of thousands of dollars for a star's hair? It's more expensive than doing a craniotomy in our hospital. I said, the current celebrities really need to wash their brains..." Zhao Le couldn't help but said again: "It doesn't look like a celebrity, wearing Xiao Baiwan's clothes, how do you feel..."

"Doctor Zhao..." Huo Congjun's voice came through in a deep voice.

Zhao Lele was very familiar with Huo Congjun's voice.

Zhao Le could even analyze Huo Congjun's current mood from the tone of his voice.

For example, at this moment, Huo Congjun's voice immediately reminded Zhao Le of several scenes. At that time, Huo Congjun seemed to be saying:

"Be careful with your skin!"

"Do you believe I can peel off your whole skin?"

"Do you want to donate skin?"

Zhao Yue let out a miserable smile, and responded in a trembling voice: "Director?"

"Director" is a provocative question, a tribute to the once vicious Huo Congjun.

Of course, that was Director Huo Congjun seven or eight years ago. Ever since Zhao Lele took charge, he has rarely seen Huo Congjun swearing in a vicious tone. Probably, there is no need for it...

Huo Congjun looked at the patient who was being pushed over, and said, "Be careful..."

"Yes." Zhao Lexi tightened his skin, and quickly stepped forward to meet him.

The wind blown by the rotor blades of the helicopter can still be felt far away.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Le, your attending doctor, and you're Tian Qi, right?" Zhao Le went up to see the doctor, without waiting for the leaders behind. This is an emergency procedure, and it is impossible for the wounded to listen to the leaders' reports one by one.

"That's right." Tian Qi looks about in his early twenties, just like what Zhao Le said, with exquisite makeup, long eyelashes, and long hair. Really long legs...

"Then Tian Qi, exactly what's wrong with you?" Zhao Lele was a little surprised by her name, and asked embarrassingly.

Tian Qi frowned slightly, and said: "I just have a stomachache, and my hand is also hurt."

Zhao Yue saw the small bandage on the patient's finger at a glance, rolled it up twice, looked at the wound, and asked, "Did you cut it with a fruit knife?"

"It's a screwdriver."

"Opener, oh, I'll do a debridement for you later." Zhao Lele ignored the small wound as he spoke, and asked, "How does the stomach hurt? Colic? Pain after burst? It's like a knife cut Pain? A burst of pain, still running around?"

The two walked back while talking, and the leaders of the hospital shook hands with the escorts who got off the plane and exchanged greetings.

Tian Qi pressed his stomach with his intact left hand, and said, "Bloating."

"Bloated?"

"Yes, one drum at a time..."

"Oh... the feeling of bloating? Is it strong?" Zhao Le was doing basic consultation, thinking desperately in his mind. On the way to the treatment room, it is his greatest opportunity. When he arrives in the treatment room or emergency room, he has to analyze the patient's condition and make a corresponding decision.

Among these decisions, of course, it can be the use of drugs, or even surgical methods such as surgery, or it can be to seek consultation from the corresponding department, or even send someone directly to the corresponding department, or even the operating room.

The same abdominal pain, if it is intestinal obstruction or appendicitis, then he has to make a decision, whether it can be palliative treatment, or sent to the operating room immediately, whether to seek general surgery consultation, correspondingly, if it is other types of infection, there are also Physicians in the Internal Medicine Office are available.

However, compared with the natural work of triage, if the patient can be cured directly, it is the most powerful.

Zhao Le kept making analysis in his mind, and guessed in advance: It is impossible for a patient with this identity to simply eat a bad stomach, and the most complicated parasite situation can also be temporarily ruled out. Abdominal tumors are a situation that many young people ignore , once it appears, it may also cause bloating, and it will be even worse if there is ascites...

Zhao Yue asked while thinking, "What did you eat yesterday and today?"

"I ate oysters in France, meat dumplings, red wine, desserts, local cheese and fish in Italy, meatballs and vegetable soup in Turkey, and German sausage on the plane at noon. Five or six slices, but very delicious, back to Yunhua, I ate a bowl of noodles with eggs, it was not bad..." Tian Qi counted with his fingers.

Zhao Yue coughed and said, "Just tell me the food of yesterday and today."

"I dined in France and Italy yesterday, and I just started going to Turkey today. My assistant has a specific itinerary..."

"Well, so, you went to three countries in two days, plus China is four countries?"

Tian Qi nodded.

"Let's check the digestive tract first." Zhao Le only felt that life was boring, and a group of people rushed to pick up the plane, and they turned out to pick up a rich second generation who was full of food.

Tian Qi nodded, and asked nervously: "What about my fingers?"

"You said you hurt your finger with a screwdriver?"

"Yes, my friend sent Japanese oysters over to let me compare them with French oysters. As a result, I hurt my hand when I lifted the oysters myself."

"Well... I'll deal with it for you later..."

"Is he a doctor? I want him to do it for me." Tian Qi pointed at Ling Ran with a finger.

Zhao Le didn't even need to look, he could figure out who the rich second generation was referring to with his nose.