Chapter 437 Ginseng Flavor

? Wei Jiayou carefully asked about Lao Hu's medical history until the latter couldn't hold on anymore and fell asleep.

The attendant in the intensive care unit was listening, some understood it, some didn't understand it so well, so I just jotted it down and made notes when I went back.

When he met Academician Di in the morning, the little attendant was still a little bored, but after being "woke up", his attitude changed 180 degrees.

For him, a doctor of Wei Jiayou's level can only be met by chance. Even if he doesn't understand what the other person said now, after two or three years, he might become his own secret book.

In fact, the secrets that many senior doctors in prefectural and county hospitals rely on for their reputation are the common sense of senior doctors in senior hospitals. And this common sense is sometimes accumulated by them doing too many endemic or epidemic diseases, and some of them are from participating in various academic conferences, or participating in various group diagnosis and treatment activities, and learning (tou) learning (teacher).

As for Wei Jiayou, a Ph.D. graduate from Johns Hopkins University, they have booked senior doctor positions from the day they graduated, whether in China or the United States.

In fact, small attendings in the intensive care unit are far from being qualified to practice medicine independently in countries with elite medicine, that is, countries with high incomes for doctors.

Of course, the doctors who are below the senior attending doctors in domestic tertiary hospitals basically have no independence, and their income is as low as that of American residents.

"Let's go see that one again." Wei Jiayou was referring to the patient who had seen the long CPR in the morning.

The little attendant understood, and hurriedly led the way, saying: "This way..."

Wei Jiayou looked at the other patients on both sides, walking lightly.

"The diameter of the pupils has shrunk." Wei Jiayou took a photo, and then looked at the electrocardiogram in the dynamic monitoring. It must be far worse than normal people. Compared with critically ill patients, it can barely be said to be normal.

"Did you use mannitol?" Wei Jiayou asked.

"Yes, there are furosemide and potassium-magnesium mixture." The little attending doctor looked at Wei Jiayou and said, "The director arranged for it."

"En..." Wei Jiayou pondered, operating the pad, and wrote a few lines.

The little attendant stood behind with a guilty conscience.

For a doctor of his level,

Medical records are impenetrable.

The daily medical record of a small attending doctor is like a summer homework written by a mid-level student. At first glance, it seems to be full. If you check carefully, it must be full of mistakes and omissions.

Because of this, whenever there is a death case in the hospital, what doctors need to do most is to revise the medical records.

Can an expert like Wei Jiayou see the problems in the medical records... The little attending doctor believes that he must be able to see it.

"Go and see Ling Ran's other patients." Wei Jiayou didn't ask any questions, which made people heave a sigh of relief.

"Little six."

The sound of the ICU door opening, accompanied by Yu Yuan's shout, came together.

"Doctor Yu, this way." The attending doctor waved quickly, standing alone beside Wei Jiayou, he was really guilty.

Yu Yuan came forward, looked at Wei Jiayou suspiciously, and asked, "Why are you looking at our patients again?"

"I want to do some further research." Wei Jiayou smiled.

Yu Yuan curled her lips: "Our patient, do you want to do further research?"

Wei Jiayou smiled lightly, as if he didn't feel the need to explain.

Yu Yuan snorted softly, she was really helpless.

A patient is an independent individual. It is unreasonable to say that only the attending doctor can do relevant clinical research.

In fact, research on public health, genetic diseases, epidemics, and endemic diseases does not care about the attending doctor. Although clinical surgery is more particular, it is not a golden rule.

However, even if Wei Jiayou wanted to do related research, it would not be a bad thing for Ling Ran.

Yu Yuan was also not interested in talking much, so she forced her way to Wei Jiayou's side to observe the patient.

She is not like the poor little ICU doctor, like a rootless duckweed, who is afraid of offending anyone when she sees her. At least, Comrade Huo Congjun has been trolling people for many years, but she still stands tall, and the emergency department has been upgraded...

"Is amiodarone still being used? Is the dosage appropriate?" Yu Yuan said with a check nature.

The ICU is a separate department, and the emergency department can't do anything if they want to interfere. The more bosses come over, the more sensitive the senior doctors in the ICU will be. On the contrary, when a resident doctor or a resident general manager like Yu Yuan came to the ICU, everyone pretended that they hadn't seen it.

This is one of the reasons why many departmental consultations in hospitals are done by residents. Doctors at the deputy director level are already busy, so it's easy to think too much when they are dispatched.

On the contrary, it is the resident doctors who are running around, like yellow croakers, and it is not surprising to go anywhere.

The little attending doctor of the ICU gave an "en" and said, "It was pumped in."

"That's good." Yu Yuan said, frowning again: "Did you use ginseng?"

"What?"

Yu Yuan shrugged her nose again: "It's quite fragrant, it doesn't look like pure ginseng... Are you now taking integrated Chinese and Western medicine?"

"How is it possible?" Xiao Zhi quickly denied it. Medication is no joke.

Yu Yuan took another deep breath.

Well……

It has a very fragrant ginseng flavor, and it feels like adding a chicken to stew the soup.

Yu Yuan followed the fragrance and sniffed all the way to the left.

"What are you doing?" Wei Jiayou's eyes seemed to be perverted.

Yu Yuan looked at Wei Jiayou suspiciously, and after being attacked by his eyes, she said a little guilty: "I seem to smell a strange smell, did you use ginseng?"

Wei Jiayou looked at Yu Yuan fixedly, still looking perverted.

Yu Yuan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so she took a small breath and moved her nose.

"I sprayed on eau de toilette." Wei Jiayou couldn't hold back anymore, gritted his teeth, and said something.

Yu Yuan: (°△°|||)

The little attendant was equally unbelievable, and repeated: "Perfume?"

"Eau de toilette can absorb sweat and won't affect others." Wei Jiayou looked at Yu Yuan, still looking pervertedly: "No one has ever smelled it before."

Yu Yuan can't stand Wei Jiayou's eyes anymore, you smell like ginseng, do you think I'm perverted? Who is the pervert?

Yu Yuan let out a foul breath: "Don't be a ginseng doll."

Wei Jiayou also had a turbid air welling up in his chest, pretending to be indifferent and said: "Hermes snow white gentian."

Yu Yuan looked at Wei Jiayou's long arms, long legs, and long fingers, and felt nothing in her heart...

"Little Six, send me the follow-up report by email." Yu Yuan turned around and walked past Wei Jiayou, involuntarily inhaling the smell of ginseng again.

Yu Yuan thought to herself, it's better to stew meat at night.

In her mind, a scene of an old hen steaming under the embrace of a ginseng doll emerged.