Su Jie looked at the time, it was already twelve o'clock in the evening.
According to your own biological clock, you should turn off your phone and go to sleep at this point.
But after looking at the message sent by the other party, Su Jie thought for a while and replied: I didn't sleep, what's wrong?
This time the other party responded very quickly.
Sinoatrial node: Excuse me, are you the Su Jie who performed cricothyroid puncture on the patient on the third floor of the outpatient clinic last time?
Mei Changsu: Well, yes, how did you know?
Sinoatrial node: You are very famous. The group has been discussing you before. Don’t you know?
Mei Changsu: I don’t know... I just joined the group yesterday. I just saw you answering other people’s questions, so I added you. [狗头] [狗头]
Sinoatrial node: ...It’s so embarrassing. If I had known I would have answered anonymously. [Cracked]
Mei Changsu: Don’t be embarrassed, it was a good popularization of science, and we all benefited a lot.
Sinoatrial node: Hahaha [laugh] [laugh].
Sinoatrial node: Mr. Su, I'm sorry to disturb your sleep so late, but there is one thing I can't figure out. I think you are quite powerful, so I wanted to ask you.
Mei Changsu: You say.
Sinoatrial node: I am currently practicing in pediatrics. There is a child in the department who was hospitalized a few days ago because of fever and purulent secretion from the tonsils. The blood test showed a significant increase in white blood cells. My teacher diagnosed it as a bacterial infection and prescribed a prescription.
I received antibiotic treatment...but his lymphatic proportion was high, and I always felt something was wrong.
Su Jie looked at the message from the sinus node, thought about it carefully for a long time, and then replied: Do you suspect a viral infection? Did your teacher misdiagnose it?
Sinoatrial node: Yes, you actually see the problem?! Sure enough, I didn’t ask the wrong person!
I asked my roommates, but they all said that I thought too much. The people who can serve as teachers are experienced clinicians. It is impossible for them to make such stupid mistakes... But I am still a little worried. If it is true,
It's a viral infection. Not only are antibiotics ineffective, they will definitely have an impact on such a young child.
Mei Changsu: I think your considerations are quite reasonable. People always make mistakes, and teachers have to take care of so many patients every day. It is inevitable that there will be negligence. But when you first entered the clinic, you treated every patient with caution.
Very serious and careful... How is your instructor?
Sinoatrial node: She is very good, very gentle, and is an expectant mother.
Mei Changsu: Then I think you can ask her directly. In fact, you don’t have to worry so much. If her diagnosis is really wrong, the sooner you tell her, the more you will help her.
If you really think too much, it's okay, at least it means you are thinking.
If she really has a problem with you because of this, it's not a big deal. Anyway, you will go to the next department in a month, and there will be very few opportunities to meet again in the future.
This time, the sinus node responded very slowly, as if she was thinking about Su Jie's suggestion. Just when Su Jie was so sleepy that she almost threw her phone away, she finally replied:
I think what you said makes sense! I will check some information tonight and tell my teacher tomorrow!
Su Jie was really sleepy and couldn't bear it anymore, so he replied: Yes, I wish you success.
Sinoatrial node: Thank you, classmate Su.
Turning off the phone, Su Jie almost fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. But at the last moment when his consciousness was about to fade away, he suddenly realized a problem:
Xiba! I forgot to ask the girl her name!
Snort, snore, snore, snore...
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In the next few days, the busy internship life soon made Su Jie forget all about the sinoatrial node.
Jiang Wu originally planned to take Su Jie to try surgical suturing and unlock more postures so that he could be better taught in the next month.
But compared with the previous dressing change, it is a bit more difficult to ask a trainee doctor to give stitches.
Changing the dressing is nothing anyway. If you are not satisfied with the dressing, just remove the dressing and try it again one, two or three times.
But sewing is different. You can't just sew it up first, and if it doesn't look pleasing to your eyes, just cut off the sutures and have someone sew a lace one for you.
Moreover, most of the patients who changed their dressings were old men and women, young and easy to talk to. Seeing Su Jie's sunny, handsome appearance and enthusiastic attitude, they might even take the initiative to ask Su Jie to change their dressings.
But most of the people who came to be sutured were middle-aged migrant workers from nearby construction sites, cooks, scoundrels, and other people who often used knives... They were not so easy to talk to, and when they saw Su Jie's tenderness, they immediately screamed.
He shook his head and waved his hands, pointing at Jiang Wu who was hiding behind:
"You, just you, what are you hiding from? Come and sew it for me. I won't be a guinea pig for you. If you can't sew it, I will complain to you, Hundan!"
Just like this, almost a week passed, and Su Jie's surgical sutures were not opened.
But just today, Jiang Wu suddenly ran to Su Jie with excitement on his face: "Xiao Su, hurry up and get ready, you will have a chance to practice soon!"
"Is there any patient who wants to come for suturing?" Su Jie asked.
"patient?"
Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, he is a 'patient', and he is also a seriously ill one!"
Su Jie didn't understand what it meant at first, but when the 'patient' arrived, he couldn't help but laugh.
This person was none other than Li Minghui, the doctor that Su Jie and Jiang Wu were exchanging blame with when he came to the emergency department on the first day.
I saw Li Minghui holding his right wrist with his left hand, and there was a deep wound on his forearm. The incision was flat and straight, and it looked like it had been cut with a sharp instrument.
"What a bastard. He could cut my hand like this with a knife. I wonder if you did it on purpose. Hiss...it hurts. Brother Jiang, please smile. Can your hands stop shaking!?"
The instigator stood behind Li Minghui, with his head lowered and his hands pulling hard on the corners of his clothes. The negative energy in his body was almost materialized.
This is not a strange face, he is clearly the negative energy man who came to intern with Su Jie.
Mr. Negative Energy felt aggrieved and said: "Teacher Li, you can't blame me entirely. You asked me to hand you the knife, but you didn't look back and just grabbed it with your hand. I was afraid of hurting you, so... so..."
Li Minghui scolded directly: "So you just scratched me first, you bitch, to prevent me from scratching myself?"
"I really didn't mean it..." Mr. Negative Energy almost cried.
"Okay, you and your master and apprentice have a conflict. Go back and deal with it slowly. Can we take care of your wounds first? Xiao Su, are you ready?" Jiang Wu glanced at Su Jie and winked.
Su Jie understood immediately and nodded: "Everything is ready."
As soon as Li Minghui saw the two people singing together, he suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart: "Wucao, Lao Jiang, what are you going to do? You won't let this intern sew for me. I usually don't offend you!"
Jiang Wu said seriously: "Old Li, if you don't give him a chance, if he doesn't give him a chance, how can the intern doctor have a chance to do it? Don't worry, Xiao Su's skills are absolutely passable and he won't sew you crookedly."
How could Li Minghui believe Jiang Wu's talk of running a train? His own intern had just pricked a three-centimeter gash in his hand, and now another intern was going to sew the gash again?
I'm not the leading actor in a horror movie. Do you want to treat me like this?
But Jiang Wu also has a bad temper. It seems that he is too soft, but he is ready to be tough.
He directly stretched out his hand to hold Li Minghui's shoulders. He was not a real patient anyway, so there was no need to be polite to him.
"Xiao Su, hurry up and sew, I've got him under control!"
"I'll fuck your mother, Jiang Wu, you piece of shit, let me go, I'll sew it myself!"
“Don’t even think about it, you’re already here, and you can’t leave until you finish sewing!”
"Grandpa Jiang, please forgive me. I am taking wedding photos next week. I will definitely wear short sleeves today. If I leave a big crooked scar on my arm, my wife can stab me eighteen times and avoid it.
Vital."
"You're just talking nonsense. Your wife is a nurse in the Department of Infectious Diseases, not a surgeon. She can't be that powerful in stabbing people. I'll give you some chronic poison at most... Don't worry, let the photographer retouch your pictures when the time comes.
What kind of man is he without a few scars?”
Seeing Su Jie still hesitating beside him, Jiang Wu couldn't help but yelled:
Chapter completed!