"Which insurance company sent the plane this time?" The attending doctor Zhao Lele stood behind Director Du, curious.

Director Huo glanced at him and said, "Does it have to be sent by the insurance company?"

"Who can ride without insurance? It costs thirty to forty thousand for a trip. Besides, the insurance for rich people is very comprehensive..." Zhao Le said, noticing Director Huo's sarcastic face, and said in surprise: "No way.

, Is it really the helicopter I called? What’s going on?”

"Abdominal pain and trauma." Director Huo replied.

Zhao Lele's expression became serious. Abdominal pain is easy to say, but it is not easy in the hospital.

Ordinary abdominal pain can be caused by a bad meal, or the aunt is coming, or it can be intestinal obstruction or appendicitis. There are more complicated and dangerous diseases, which are the most troublesome for emergency doctors.

There are parasitic diseases, especially parasitic diseases that are not from this region. The course and symptoms are really strange...

Zhao Lele is the attending doctor. When the patient arrives, he is the first to receive the treatment. The other deputy directors and directors will only stand behind him to fill in the gaps and provide advice. They will not come forward until the final symptoms are confirmed.

Come out, the final word.

As for the previous trial and error part, it is naturally up to the attending doctor to complete it.

For patients like this who can afford to fly by themselves, the psychological pressure on the attending doctor is relatively greater, especially when it comes to the diagnosis of "abdominal pain". It is a trivial matter to make a mistake and lose face. If it is not done well, he will be in the hospital.

In the eyes of leaders and even superior departments, they will become: the doctor who made the wrong diagnosis.

"One minute." Director Lei from the Medical Affairs Department also came, looked at his phone, and called out.

As the boss of the administrative department, Director Lei greets people every day and does not always wait on the roof with the cool breeze blowing.

In a hospital like Yunyi Hospital, ordinary county-level cadres would not irritate Director Lei when they came to see a doctor. When Zhao Le thought about this, his expression became even more solemn.

A helicopter landed slowly, sweeping dust from the roof.

When the wind calmed down a little, a male nurse and a female resident rushed forward pushing the canopy bed.

Huo Congjun nodded after seeing this.

In hospitals, male nurses are a treasure, especially in places like the emergency department. Wherever animals can be used, male nurses can be used. Whether it is moving people or moving objects, male nurses are more likely to use them.

A little easier to use.

Even doctors are not as good as male nurses in taking care of patients. Not to mention other things, ordinary nurses can outperform doctors just by giving acupuncture. Turning out bed sores and other things are even more the male nurses' specialty.

It doesn't matter if you are good at it, you will be trained soon.

"Chanel clothes." Zhao Lele watched from a distance as the people in the helicopter got off the plane, sat down on the canopy bed with their stomachs in their hands, and then lay down gently, and couldn't help but click their tongues.

"Do you know all this?" After Dr. Zhou was forced to work overtime, he didn't even bother to talk. He only became interested in gossiping.

Zhao Leyi showed off a little bit and said: "My wife just bought a Chanel bag a few days ago. It's expensive. Don't tell me, the bag is pretty good-looking, but it's expensive. It's expensive."

Doctor Zhou lowered his head to look at the Putian shoes on Zhao Lele's feet, and said sympathetically: "Please fill in two months' salary."

"It's not enough to eat or drink. Fortunately, I was given a bonus recently... Well, if I didn't give the bonus, she wouldn't buy Chanel." Zhao Lele explained his psychological changes while looking at the approaching patient and said:

"As far as I know, Chanel clothes are valuable. Anyone who wears this kind of clothes must wear the season's clothes. Just tell me, the clothes alone cost 50,000 to 60,000 yuan, and the shoes cost another 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. Ordinary accessories cost several dollars."

Thousands of dollars, just match it up casually, and you’re going for 100,000. If you want to change clothes, how much will it cost per year?”

"This one is a little golden man." Dr. Zhou smiled, paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "He's very pretty."

"It's true. I just looked at the outline and it looks quite delicate. I guess it was done by some famous makeup artist. Have you ever heard of a star's hair costing thousands of dollars? It's more expensive than a craniotomy in our hospital. I say, today's celebrities really need to have their brains washed..." Zhao Lele then couldn't help but said: "They don't look like celebrities. How do you feel about wearing Xiao Shiwan's clothes..."

"Doctor Zhao..." Huo Congjun's deep voice came through.

Huo Congjun's voice was very familiar to Zhao Le.

Zhao Lele could even analyze Huo Congjun's current mood from his tone of voice.

For example, at this moment, Huo Congjun's voice immediately reminded Zhao Le of several scenes. At that time, Huo Congjun seemed to be saying:

"Watch your skin!"

"Do you believe I can peel off all your skin?"

"Do you want to donate your skin?"

A sad smile emerged from the corner of Zhao Lele's mouth, and he responded in a trembling voice: "Director?"

"Director" is a provocative question, a tribute to the once vicious Huo Congjun.

Of course, that was Director Huo Congjun seven or eight years ago. Ever since Zhao Leyi became the chief physician, he rarely saw Huo Congjun swearing in a ferocious tone. Probably, it was no longer needed...

Huo Congjun looked at the patient being pushed over and said, "Be careful..."

"Yes." Zhao Lele tightened his skin and hurried forward to meet him.

The wind stirred up by the helicopter's rotor can still be felt from a long distance away.

"Hello, I am your attending doctor Zhao Lele, and you are Tian Qi, right?" Zhao Lele stepped forward to receive the treatment without waiting for the leaders behind him. This is an emergency procedure, and it is impossible for the wounded to listen to the leaders. Report one by one.

"That's right." Tian Qi looks like she is in her early twenties. As Zhao Le said, she has exquisite makeup, long eyelashes that are not real or fake, long hair that is not real or fake, and long hair that should be Really long legs...

"Tian Qi, where exactly do you feel uncomfortable?" Zhao Le was a little surprised by her name and asked embarrassedly.

Tian Qi frowned slightly and said, "I just have a stomachache, and my hand is also injured."

Zhao Lele saw the small bandage on the patient's finger at a glance, rolled it twice, looked at the wound, and asked: "Did you cut it with a fruit knife?"

"It's a screwdriver."

"Screwdriver, oh, I'll do a debridement for you later." Zhao Le said, ignoring the small wound, and asked: "How does your stomach hurt? Colic? Pain in waves? Like a knife. It hurts? It hurts in waves, and you still move around?"

The two walked back while talking, while the hospital leaders shook hands and exchanged greetings with the accompanying personnel who disembarked from the plane.

Tian Qi pressed her stomach with her good left hand and said, "It's bloated."

"Swelling?"

"Yes, drum after drum..."

"Oh...the bulging feeling? Is it strong?" Zhao Lele was doing a basic consultation and thinking desperately. On the way to the treatment room, it was his biggest chance. When he arrived in the treatment room or rescue room, he It is necessary to analyze the patient's situation and make appropriate decisions.

Among these decisions, of course, it can be the use of drugs, or even surgical methods such as surgery, or it can be seeking consultation from the corresponding department, or even sending people directly to the corresponding department, or even the operating room.

The same is abdominal pain. If it is intestinal obstruction or appendicitis, then he has to make a decision whether he can receive palliative treatment or send him to the operating room immediately, whether he should consult a general surgery department, and accordingly, if it is other types of infection, there are

Doctors are available in the internal medicine clinic.

However, compared to triage, which is a natural task, if you can directly cure the patient, it is the most powerful.

Zhao Lele kept analyzing in his mind and guessed in advance: A patient of this status cannot simply have a bad stomach. The most complicated parasitic scenario can be temporarily ruled out. Abdominal tumors are a condition that many young people ignore.

, once it occurs, it may also cause bulging, and it will be even worse if there is ascites...

Zhao Lele was thinking about it and asked: "What did you eat yesterday and today?"

"I ate oysters in France, meat dumplings, red wine, desserts, and local cheese and fish in Italy, meatballs and vegetable soup in Turkey, and German bratwurst on the plane at noon. In total,

Five or six slices, but very delicious. When I returned to Yunhua, I had a bowl of noodles with eggs, which was pretty good..." Tian Qi counted on his fingers.

Zhao Leyi coughed and said, "Just tell me the food yesterday and today."

"I dined in France and Italy yesterday, and I just started going to Turkey today. My assistant has specific itinerary..."

"Hmm, so you went to three countries in two days, plus China, it's 4 countries?"

Tian Qi nodded.

"Let's check the digestive tract first." Zhao Lele felt that life was boring. A group of people rushed to pick him up at the airport, and unexpectedly picked up a rich second generation who was overfed.

Tian Qi nodded and asked nervously: "What about my fingers?"

"You said your finger was injured with a screwdriver?"

"Yes, my friend sent Japanese oysters over and asked me to compare them with French oysters. But I hurt my hand when I picked up the oysters."

"Well...I'll take care of it for you later..."

"Is he a doctor? I want him to do it for me." Tian Qi pointed at Ling Ran.
Chapter completed!