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The moment she fell, of course Cao Yong could only use the arm behind her as a cushion for her head, and hit the ground with a bang while holding her in his arms.
"My hand is fine, just a little bruised." Cao Yong said. After picking her up, his arms and shoulders hit the ground first. This position is equivalent to catching a ball on the basketball court and falling when rushing out. Anyway, he often plays basketball on weekdays, so it's not a big problem at all.
As for the last part of Tao Zhijie's question, he couldn't answer it.
He was able to catch her when others couldn't because he was better at preventing her from collapsing than others. As a doctor, maybe it was because he liked her, or maybe because he was a neurosurgeon and had a stronger intuition than others that she might collapse like this one day, so he put his hands behind her to protect her all the way.
Others, like him, felt panicked and worried when they thought of this. The situation must be investigated quickly.
"Doctor Cao, let's help you up first and then check her body," Tan Kelin suggested.
"I don't need support." Cao Yong said, turning his head, his careful eyes fell on her face lying close to him on his arm.
Her eyes were closed. It should have hurt her body when she hit the ground, but she didn't scream and showed no signs of waking up from the pain. It means there is something wrong with the brain consciousness.
"Yingying, Yingying." Cao Yong called her twice.
She didn't respond, which was expected, after all, everyone fainted.
It's just that she seemed to have turned into a sleeping beauty state at this time, making him look livid.
His free right hand quickly reached out and placed it on her carotid artery pulse: there was a pulse.
"Give me the stethoscope." Tao Zhijie turned to the person behind him and said.
He Guangyou hurriedly handed him the stethoscope and asked Song Xuelin, a talented man: "Did you see what happened when she fainted?"
Song Xuelin's eyebrows were furrowed and his brown eyes were observing desperately.
Cataplexy is generally not a heart problem but a brain problem.
Tao Zhijie put on earplugs and put the receiver inside her clothes to listen to her heart rate.
Cao Yong turned over, put her head flat on the ground, took the medical flashlight from his junior brother, turned on the light, opened her left and right eyelids and observed the two pupils inside.
"Take off her socks." Tan Kelin directed others to take off her slippers and socks together. He held her ankle with his left hand and fixed her calf. He took a cotton swab in his right hand and used the end of the bamboo pole to quickly scratch it from the outside of the sole of the foot to the small one. The base of the toe then turns toward the big toe.
Normal performance is that the toes flex toward the plantar surface, which is a negative Babinski sign. But she seemed to have no reaction at all, nor was she positive for Babinski's sign of dorsiflexion of the big toe and fanning of the other toes.
I pinched the calf gastrocnemius again, but still no response.
Seeing this, Cao Yong unzipped her clothes, also took a cotton swab and used the end of the bamboo pole to scratch her under the costal margin, around the navel, and in the groin to observe the nerve reflex status of the abdominal wall. The result was that the superficial reflex was very weak.
Grab her wrist, hold her middle finger between two fingers and lift it up. Her wrist will now be in a slightly overextended position, and then quickly flick her middle finger nail with your thumb: there will be no reaction.
Support her occiput and place the other hand on her chest to help her do a neck flexion: there is no ankylosis and no signs of meningeal irritation.
There seems to be no sign of cerebral hemorrhage for the time being, and there are no pathological reflexes, but the muscle tone is weakened and the reaction to the outside world is weakened.
"How is your heart rate?" Cao Yong asked Tao Zhijie, who was doing the stethoscope. In fact, he was so anxious that he wanted to grab the stethoscope and listen to it himself.
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