Zhao Heng was explaining the precautions for patients to his doctor Li Min when he received a call from Hou Bo.
"Old Zhao, come here!" Director Hou's voice was full of surprise: "It's amazing, this is the first time I've seen such a situation!"
"What's going on?" Zhao Heng was confused.
"Beep..." The other party has already hung up. This made him even more confused.
"Okay, just as I said just now, instruct the nurse to carefully observe the condition of the puncture site and report any bleeding or fluid immediately. In addition, pay attention to preventing common postoperative complications. Tell me what may be there. question?"
"Percutaneous mitral balloon valvuloplasty may cause cardiac perforation, cardiac tamponade, mitral valve insufficiency, arterial embolism and other symptoms after surgery." Li Min said it in an orderly manner.
"You missed two conditions, acute pulmonary edema and arrhythmia." Director Zhao said with hesitation: "These are the most basic professional knowledge, and we need to learn more solidly."
"Sorry, teacher, I..." Li Min was very depressed.
"Okay, you don't have to say anything, go find the nurse quickly. The patient won't listen to your apology, he just wants to see the effect of the treatment."
Without waiting for Li Min to say anything else, Director Zhao turned around and left. The doctor I brought up this year either had some serious problems or just lacked a little bit of energy, which made him never feel at ease at the critical moment.
It would be great if everyone could be like Xiao Tao, knowing in their hearts and knowing what they are doing.
Hey, why did I think of her again?
Zhao Heng thought as he arrived at the office of the director of the Department of Neurology.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw several people gathered around, including Director Hou. They were all staring at the viewing lamp very seriously, and they didn't even notice that he had entered.
Zhao Heng also approached, and at first glance, he was filled with suspicion.
Isn't this a very normal brain CT image? The bilateral cerebral hemispheres are symmetrical, there is no abnormal density in the brain parenchyma, the bilateral lateral ventricles are symmetrical, and the shape and size are normal... The infratentorial cerebellum and brainstem are not intact. Obvious abnormalities are seen.
If he were asked to write a diagnostic opinion, it would definitely be "No obvious abnormality in the brain parenchyma was found on the plain CT scan of the head."
This man is not sick at all. Director Zhao lost interest in an instant. Is Lao Hou just kidding himself? Are you really looking at me for being idle all day long?
Hou Bo was worthy of being the director of Shenwai. At this time, he seemed to have received the resentment in his mind and turned around in time.
"Old Zhao, come and take a look, is it interesting?"
"What's the point? This guy is not mentally ill. You should take a film to see if he got wet." He turned around and left:
"I have something else to do and I don't have time to play with you."
Seeing that Zhao Heng was angry and wanted to leave, Director Hou finally realized: "Don't go, Old Zhao, don't you recognize whose brain CT picture this is?"
Hearing what he said, the small flame in Director Zhao's heart suddenly turned into a medium fire.
"Lao Hou, you really think highly of me. Just take out a brain CT and I can identify the patient's name. Then stop being a doctor and go to fortune telling instead."
"How about I ask Li Min to send over a heart ultrasound chart now, and you can help me figure out whose heart it is?"
Hou Bo quickly laughed: "I really didn't mean it like that. You will understand when I say this. This is the brain CT that Fu Kun just did!"
It turned out to be him. No wonder Hou Bo asked himself to come up and see. After all, it was the patient he picked up on the plane. It was right for him to understand the follow-up treatment.
Thinking of this, Zhao Heng lost his temper, but immediately thought of what was wrong: "This is impossible!"
"You got the wrong person, right? Fu Kun had a cerebral hemorrhage, didn't he? I remember the last time I checked, it was almost 15ML. This picture is clean. Is there any bruise?"
"That's what I want to say." Director Hou said: "Today Fu Kun asked for an examination before he was discharged. I gave him a set of examinations. There is definitely nothing wrong with this picture. I personally watched them do it."
"That's incredible." Zhao Heng frowned:
"You know better than me. Within 10-20ML of cerebral hemorrhage, even if it is well absorbed, it will take at least four to six weeks. But Fu Kun..."
"Fu Kun was admitted to the hospital on the evening of July 20th, and today is August 3rd. I fully calculated, and it only took fourteen days, two weeks..." Director Hou took over the words naturally.
"I have never heard of such a fast absorption of blood congestion. But you are an expert outside of the gods, and you are more knowledgeable in this regard than me." Zhao Heng said.
"I haven't heard of it either." Hou Bo was very direct: "If it weren't for the evidence of the film, people would have thought we were joking."
"Did he use some new drug from the laboratory?" Zhao Heng thought of a possibility.
"This is definitely not the case. During this period, apart from taking mannitol for a few days and taking antihypertensive drugs on time, Tao Le was the only one who came here for acupuncture every day," Hou Bo replied.
He asked Fu Kun immediately. Although the old man had a bad temper, he was not capable of telling lies.
"That's weird." Zhao Heng shook his head: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out!"
"Do you think it's possible that this is the effect of Xiaotao's acupuncture?" Hou Bo asked.
"Impossible! If traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture can remove blood stasis and reduce hematoma so quickly, why would Director Zhu not take Dr. Li with him and walk sideways in front of us every day?"
Zhu Hong is the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and his top officer is Dr. Li.
"But Fu Kun insisted that it was the effect of Xiaotao's acupuncture." Hou Bo spread his hands and shook his head:
"When he was first admitted to the hospital, he insisted on asking Xiao Tao for acupuncture. As far as I know, Xiao Tao gave him acupuncture for about ten days, and he fully recovered. You think this is a coincidence? I don't believe it."
Zhao Heng thought thoughtfully: "Do you think this is a miracle caused by mutual trust between doctors and patients?"
After hearing this, Hou Bo laughed: "Old Zhao, we are both over 40 years old. What miracles do you really believe in?"
Zhao Heng was speechless. In fact, he didn't believe it either. Doctors never believe in miracles or coincidences.
"Compared to those illusory things, I prefer to believe that it is the curative effect of Xiaotao's acupuncture."
After returning to the villa, Tao Le began customized learning.
The last regular training examination she took was the provincial unified examination, which was divided into two parts: the preliminary examination and the re-examination.
The initial test is theory, the retest is practical, and admissions will be based on overall score ranking.
Although Director Zhao had said before that this time the special recruitment would only test practical skills, but that was all in the past.
Now that the enrollment scope has been expanded to the whole country, the examination must be formal and rigorous.
The way she thought about it, both theory and practice were indispensable, so she had to start both in advance.
As for the theoretical examination, according to the standardized training examination, there are 18 subjects in four categories, including comprehensive basic medicine, comprehensive clinical medicine, comprehensive medical humanities, and comprehensive preventive medicine.
Among them, some subjects were obviously unfamiliar because they were not used much in practice in the previous life, such as biochemistry, medical microbiology, medical immunology and other subjects, but she was still quite confident about most of them.
Therefore, the theoretical review should focus on subjects that are already unfamiliar, and then brush up on a few sets of real questions from the province's entrance training in recent years. I think I can handle it and pass.
The biggest difficulty lies in practical operation.
