The bigger the city, the bigger the hospital. To be honest, the experience of seeing a doctor in a super hospital is very bad.
There are queues everywhere, registration queues, and sometimes it takes weeks in advance to get a call from a specific expert.
There are almost no queues to get medicines and check-ups, so sometimes, such as routine check-ups, there is actually no need to go to a big hospital for some common diseases. It is originally a minor illness, and waiting in line for a day is not worth the worry.
Zhang Fan made an appointment with his uncle to meet in the operating room in the morning. When Zhang Fan walked through the outpatient hall, he saw that although there was no work in the hall, there was already a long queue.
This kind of hospital is considered to be the best place for medical treatment in China, so there are patients not only in Magic City, but also from almost all over the country, so the severity and number of diseases are not comparable to that of a small tea plant.
The simplest thing is that their first aid center is almost several times the size of the tea emergency center, with 120 people whining in and out.
When he walked through the hall and entered the operating room area, his uncle's secretary was already waiting for Zhang Fan.
"How was Zhang Yuan's rest last night?
There are several operations today. Dean Wu has already gone in. I will take you in. You need to swipe your card here. "
"Okay, sorry for the trouble." After a few pleasantries, Zhang Fan followed the secretary into the operating room.
With the dean’s secretary leading the way, there was no need to wait or lack of surgical gowns.
"Here! Come, let me introduce you." Mr. Wu smiled after seeing Zhang Fan, and then he did not introduce Zhang Fan to the people around him, but simply mentioned a few important figures.
"This is the director of the pancreatic department, this is..."
Zhang Fan smiled and greeted all the doctors and shook hands. Although everyone was confused, Mr. Wu did not introduce him, so they pretended to know Zhang Fan and greeted him with a smile.
Mr. Wu didn't wait for Zhang Fan to speak to everyone, then pointed to the impact information on the film player and said to Zhang Fan: "Didn't your thesis study the pancreas? Come and see, there happens to be a patient with the pancreas today."
After saying that, Mr. Wu turned slightly to make room for Zhang Fan.
Everyone has this feeling. In many situations, especially in the workplace, when a leader or boss is around, he is always surrounded by a group of people.
The same goes for the hospital. Doctoral students, master's students, new doctors, and young doctors who want to enter Mr. Wu's field of vision are all surrounding Mr. Wu more enthusiastically than the other.
It is understandable that opportunities must be earned by oneself. Unless you are a person who has mastered and mastered the reincarnation technology, you should never wait.
When Mr. Wu made room for Zhang Fan, many people were very surprised, "When has Mr. Wu been so humble in the operating room?"
His eyes were like radios, moving around in the crowd. "Who is this? Where did he come from?"
If Zhang Fan was older, no one would probably pay so much attention to it, but Zhang Fan was too young, almost younger than everyone present, so everyone was very curious.
"Okay!" In the operating room, Zhang Fan didn't know what modesty and humility meant. The old man asked him to look, so he walked directly to the front and stood in the old man's C position.
"Severe pancreatitis!
How old is the patient and how long has he been ill? It is estimated that various amylase levels are already very high.
Is conservative treatment ineffective? "
"Well, conservative treatment failed!" The director of the pancreatic department next to Mr. Wu said without saying much, and looked at the young man.
In fact, he was also curious. He knew all of Mr. Wu's disciples, but this one was really unfamiliar and didn't seem to be a disciple. He was not of the right age, but Mr. Wu's attitude towards him was very special.
"Well, show me the patient's medical records." Zhang Fan looked at the image data, frowned, and said softly.
Without Mr. Wu having to say anything, someone in the crowd immediately handed Zhang Fan the medical records with both hands.
To be honest, many people would say that highly educated people are stupid for reading and are nerds, but few people use this tone to talk about surgeons.
Why? It's because the surgeon has experienced too many setbacks and education, and the world has taught him too much.
First of all, there are the patients. Most of the patients are very reasonable. But if you see a lot of doctors, you will encounter some unreasonable ones. Then, after you have experienced too much, those who have no emotional intelligence in the first place will be beaten by these patients. Doctors train emotional intelligence.
There are also senior doctors, or tutors, or three or four senior brothers, all of whom have their own strengths and weaknesses. If your emotional intelligence is not good, the master will not give you anything from the bottom of the box.
Therefore, these doctors who can stand in such a large hospital are not just good at it, but they are also very emotionally intelligent.
Zhang Fan looked through the medical records and found that the patient was a 24-year-old male with a history of heavy drinking a few days ago.
Looking at such a young patient, Zhang Fan shook his head gently. He was too young.
Liver, gallbladder, pancreas, spleen and kidney, let’s not talk about serious diseases, let’s talk about minor diseases, such as infection. Among these organs, the most difficult to treat is the pancreas.
Let’s talk about serious diseases, the terminator of diseases, cancer, and pancreatic cancer has a nickname, the King of Cancer.
Many famous people have fallen in front of this disease. The fruit boss who was bitten by the bug is not the richest man in the world, but he can be called the top rich man. So what, in the end he has no choice. Facing pancreatic cancer doesn’t require witchcraft.
There are many celebrities and politicians. If you just search, you will find that people who were infected with AIDS decades ago are still alive, but they died not long after the disease was diagnosed.
Why, let’s talk about the specialness of this organ and what the pancreas does.
The main function of this thing is to digest and neutralize gastric acid. As for other minor functions, I won’t talk about it.
Digestion, human digestion is divided into two categories, acidic and alkaline. Digestive juices other than gastric acid are almost all alkaline.
If there is no pancreas, not to mention other things, stomach acid can corrode the intestines full of holes. What is stomach acid? It is hydrochloric acid.
Pancreatic juice, which can neutralize hydrochloric acid, is not given for free. If there is a problem with the liver, gallbladder, pancreas, spleen or kidney, you will have a stomachache. If there is a problem with the pancreas, the pain will be very terrible.
The feeling of hot water on your hands is probably not as intense as pancreatic pain.
Because the nerve positioning in the abdomen is not very precise, when the pancreas leaks and flows into the abdominal cavity, it is like a cup of hot water being forced into the mouth.
Fever, full stomach, pain, as if someone is pulling your intestines in a tug-of-war, but you can't tell where it hurts the most, anyway, it's just rolling around holding your stomach.
Once there is a problem with the pancreas, the pancreatic juice has no protection and it will flow out, which is very scary. The stomach acid will also perforate the organ.
Pancreatic juice is like a bloodthirsty monster, biting anyone it catches. Its powerful digestive function can melt the organ directly.
Therefore, when there is a problem with the pancreas, in some smaller hospitals, they don’t even dare to look at it and they are transferred directly to another hospital.
As for pancreatic cancer, when cancer cells appear, they grow very quickly.
After eating and drinking well, he would not give up. He would watch the secretion of normal cells, which he thought was quite amusing, and then the secretion would begin.
Normal pancreatic secretion is like a child's saliva, just a little bit, very cute. When the little mouth curls up, a little bit flows out, crystal clear.
The secretion of cancer cells is terrifying, just like a fat man vomiting after eating too much, poof! puff! puff! A huge amount of pancreatic juice was secreted.
Then these pancreatic juices flow into the entire abdominal cavity. To be honest, patients with pancreatic cancer are so painful that they can roll around holding their stomachs. This is definitely not an exaggeration.
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"Operation! Uncle, we must operate as soon as possible."
"Well, how about you help me?"
Mr. Wu smiled and looked at Zhang Fan. Mr. Wu knew the symptoms of Zhang Fan's surgery outside his brain and gastrointestinal tract.
But, today, the old man wanted to show Zhang Fan what is ginger or old and spicy.
"Haha, okay, I'll listen to my uncle." Zhang Fan smiled, but actually he wanted to say, "I haven't been an assistant to anyone in the past six months, but he doesn't dare! He's afraid that the old man will slap him."
Who would be willing to be an assistant if he could be the chief surgeon? Zhang Fan wanted to be the chief surgeon, but the young doctors around him had master's degrees. Master's degrees were probably not qualified to pull hooks here.
Some doctors, especially those who want to impress Mr. Wu, are more anxious than the other, and their mouths have grown bigger. Are there many opportunities to have surgery with Mr. Wu? There are too few.
Therefore, one or two people looked at Zhang Fan with anger in their eyes. If they knew that Zhang Fan was not willing to be an assistant, they would probably tear Zhang Fan to pieces on the spot.
"Girl, you don't know how blessed you are when you are in the midst of blessings!"
"Okay, let's go, look at the patient's number, and we'll prepare for the operation." Mr. Wu nodded.
The old man is too strong, too strong, not too strong. He can't reach this point. Back then, he followed his master Qiu Lao. He had no books, so he copied them by himself. He didn't have any information, so he studied by himself.
To be honest, the kung fu of their generation is very powerful. It is because they have developed a super strong basic kung fu in poverty and hardship, and then accumulated many years of hard work.
Can a generation that is good at work and grew up with poverty be a weak person? No, so before the old man prepared to teach Zhang Fan, he first wanted to show Zhang Fan his kung fu.
An iron bridge is a hard horse. We are not people who rely on our old age to show off our old age. I guess this is what the old man thinks.
The patient has entered the intensive care unit. His parents, whose hair turned gray almost overnight, and the infant child in his wife's arms, need to be pitied and pityed.
Indeed, when the doctor informed them of the dangers of the disease, their family's sky fell.
The old ones, the young ones, all have no tears left to cry. When they were sent to Fangdong Hospital, the family was almost in despair.
The hospital in their hometown directly sentenced them to death. With their last hope, they came to the East.
When they learned that Mr. Wu was going to undergo the operation himself, tears of joy flowed from their exhausted eyes.
They didn't have much of a relationship. Really, even to death, they never thought that Mr. Wu would perform the surgery himself. This was a blessing that had been cultivated in several lifetimes.
"Mr. Wu!" The patient's father, with trembling hands, didn't even dare to speak louder.
He didn't know how to thank him, let alone what to say.
"It's okay, don't be nervous, we will do our best."
In a simple sentence, without any pretense, he is definitely not the kind of person with eyes hanging on the top of his head. Mr. Wu is very kind.
"Let me kowtow to you. The child is still young, Mr. Wu!"
In front of Mr. Wu who was so amiable and kind, the patient's father couldn't hold himself any longer. With tears streaming down his face, he tremblingly tried to kneel down in front of Mr. Wu.
"No, don't do this. I understand your heart. Really, don't do this."
Zhang Fan still had good eyesight. Before Mr. Wu set off, he hurriedly helped the family members up.
"Thank you, thank you, you are a great benefactor to our family. I thank you."
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A smooth road to medicine
