When they got off work in the afternoon, the doctors in each department were notified one after another. The day after tomorrow, doctors in all departments would not attend outpatient clinics. Doctors who did not have clinical tasks, whether they were residents or attending doctors, whether they were deputy chiefs or full chiefs, everyone had the biggest problem in the hospital.
A clinical analysis meeting was held in the demonstration classroom.
All employees on vacation and night shift must attend and are not allowed to ask for leave.
As soon as the news came out, many people cried out.
"Clinical analysis meeting, I have a day off the day after tomorrow."
"I'm off the night shift, do I have to work at the same time?"
In addition to some people wailing, some people also grasped the key point: "Why did a hospital-wide clinical analysis meeting suddenly be held? Is this one of our departments making a big fuss again?"
Clinical analysis meetings like this in the hospital can be large or small. The smaller ones are held within the medical team, and the larger ones are held within the departments, or several departments. For hospitals like this, almost all meetings are held in January.
It doesn't happen once or twice, but every time such a meeting is held, there must be a big commotion in a certain department.
Either it is a difficult disease that has been cured, or it is a difficult surgical operation, which is a matter of face for the hospital, otherwise, it is not worth it.
If it was really just a small matter but it was analyzed by the whole hospital, wouldn't it make people laugh? The leaders of the hospital would not agree.
"I heard that the emergency department rescued a patient with acute heart failure and ventricular fibrillation this morning. The patient with a three-year history of rheumatic heart disease developed ventricular fibrillation when he was sent to the hospital. After the rescue, his condition was very poor, and his heart function was level III.
, the blood pressure could not be measured, and the heart rate was 220... As a result, the patient was out of danger in 20 minutes. He was not even admitted to the ICU, but directly entered the observation room. The patient regained consciousness around 4 p.m. "
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"Acute heart failure combined with ventricular fibrillation and a three-year history of rheumatic heart disease?"
Many people were surprised: "It takes twenty minutes to escape danger. This is so awesome. No wonder we need to hold a hospital-wide clinical analysis meeting."
In the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Cheng Zaiming sat in his office quite depressed.
The duty room of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine is in the inpatient building, not in the outpatient clinic. The work area is different from that of the emergency department. Cheng Zaiming also has his own independent office.
"Old Cheng."
Zheng Gaofeng opened the door and walked into Cheng Ming's office.
"Director Zheng."
Cheng Zaiming stood up and greeted.
"I said, Lao Cheng, why did you send Fang Le to the emergency department?"
Zheng Gaofeng did not sit down after entering the door, and asked Cheng Zaiming directly: "Isn't that Xingxing's classmate? I heard that your family takes good care of him. Why did he go to the emergency department? Xingxing also went there."
Zheng Gaofeng only knew about Fang Le going to the emergency department. He knew about Cheng Yunxing's visit, so he just went there if he couldn't make it. But Fang Le?
Zheng Gaofeng knew very well about Li Wanjiang.
"I am the one who wants to go, not me."
Cheng Zaiming said depressedly: "Director Zheng, you think I am willing, but you didn't see that in the morning, Han Shengxue was like that, asking this and that, should our emergency department apply to convene a hospital-wide clinical analysis meeting?"
Cheng Zaiming also imitated Han Shengxue's tone as he spoke.
"Why did you go to the emergency room?"
Zheng Gaofeng said depressedly: "Otherwise, wouldn't our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine take the lead in this clinical analysis meeting?"
"Who says it isn't?"
Cheng Zaiming nodded: "This time, let Han Shengxue take advantage."
"It's not cheap at all."
The more Zheng Gaofeng thought about it, the more depressed he became. What did this old Cheng do for food?
A hospital-wide clinical analysis meeting like this is more than just an analysis meeting. For the doctors participating in the meeting, it means listening to lectures and analysis. But for the departments, it means results have been achieved. The hospital's support for the departments
The intensity will increase.
Good grades should be praised, and meritorious service should be rewarded. This is necessary, otherwise where would the motivation come from?
Zheng Gaofeng knew that Fang Le was Cheng Yunxing's classmate before, and also knew that Cheng Zaiming and Fang Le had a good relationship, so he didn't worry about it at all. He didn't expect that something like this would happen.
"Director Zheng, please stop talking. If you say anything else, I'll hit a wall."
Cheng Zaiming was already feeling uncomfortable. The more Zheng Gaofeng talked about it, the more uncomfortable Cheng Zaiming became.
"What happened this morning?"
Zheng Gaofeng sat down opposite Cheng Zaiming and asked.
Cheng Zaiming sighed and told Zheng Gaofeng the situation in detail.
"When I saw the prescription, I felt that the formula was very particular, but the dosage of 200 grams was really rare. I had never heard of it..."
"200 grams of monkshood?"
Zheng Gaofeng was also surprised and looked at Cheng Zaiming in surprise. Old Cheng's courage was extraordinary. If it were him, he might not be able to make up his mind.
Some things are not just measured by right or wrong, but also require courage.
It's like filming a scene of jumping off a building. If the preparations are done well, nothing will happen if you jump off. How many people may dare to jump?
What if something happens?
No matter how powerful a doctor is, he would not dare to say that he is 100% sure. The more critically ill the patient is, the more helpless the doctor is, precisely because if something goes wrong, it will be a big deal.
"I just came back and made a copy of the prescription. Please take a look."
Cheng Zaiming picked up a piece of paper with writing on it from his desk and handed it to Zheng Gaofeng.
"Ginger, licorice..."
Zheng Gaofeng looked at the prescription: "The combination of the first nine herbs is very particular."
"Fang Le said that he read it in a book, called Breaking the Heart Soup."
Cheng Zaiming said: "But I don't believe it. I have been studying this recipe for most of the day. The combination and composition of the recipe are very particular. Although this recipe is derived from the Sini Decoction recipe of the medical sage Zhang Zhongjing, it can enhance the effect of restoring Yang and rescuing Ni.
Efficacy, especially the unusual use of aconite and cornus, has changed the essence of this prescription. The addition of musk, dragon fruit, and magnet has made this prescription capable of strengthening the body, strengthening the body, promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and rejuvenating the mind.
, it has the effect of reviving high-level neurological functions, thereby treating respiratory and circulatory failure, and correcting systemic failure. If used well, it can indeed have a miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life."
Mr. Li's extraordinary heart-saving soup was studied by many people in the time and space before Fang Le was reborn. Cheng Zaiming's level was not low. After getting the prescription, he studied it for a long time. The more he looked at it, the more he realized that this prescription was exquisite.
"Um."
Zheng Gaofeng looked at it seriously and said while reading: "If such a prescription is really from a certain book, it cannot be unknown and have such good clinical effects that it is not known to everyone?"
"I think so too."
Cheng Zaiming said: "Although there are unknown ancient prescriptions, they are definitely not many. Some lost ancient prescriptions are either very old, or the prescriptions are complicated and difficult to remember and understand, so they are lost. The simpler the prescription, the better the effect, and the better.
It is not easy to be lost. The main ingredients of this prescription are only nine herbs. It is not too complicated. It is derived from the Sini Decoction formula and also draws on some of the prescriptions of later generations. The prescription should not be that old, not more than 300 years ago.
"
I have to say that there are many smart people in this world. Cheng Zaiming can see many problems by analyzing the prescription itself.
At the very least, this prescription should have been formulated after the Ming Dynasty.
"Well, no matter how you look at it, it seems that after the Ming Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, Chinese medicine flourished. Even if such prescriptions are lost, it's not like no one has heard of them."
Zheng Gaofeng nodded and asked Cheng Zaiming: "What do you mean?"
"Either Fang Le's teacher, or Fang Le himself."
Cheng Zaiming said: "I asked Fang Le, and he said that there is an old Chinese medicine doctor in his village who is very good. He has been studying it since he was a child. Most folk Chinese medicine doctors are bold and have to take action when encountering critical illness. This kind of large-scale treatment
, it is indeed a bit barbaric and does not seem like an orthodox way.”
"yes."
Zheng Gaofeng nodded: "The more you have received systematic education, the easier it is to be restricted and the less courageous you are. To be able to prescribe such a large dose of prescriptions, courage and experience are both indispensable."
"But if it's Fang Le's teacher, there's no need for Fang Le to hide it. Either his teacher doesn't want to be famous, or Fang Le is being mysterious. I think the former is still possible."
Cheng Zaiming said: "Either this prescription was thought of by Fang Le himself."
"he himself?"
Zheng Gaofeng shook his head: "How is it possible? How old is Fang Lecai? Although I admit that his level is not low, this prescription is meticulous and bold. It should be gradually perfected in actual clinical practice."
"maybe."
Cheng Zaiming also did not argue with Zheng Gaofeng.
Fang Le didn't say anything about this, because no one could say for sure, and Fang Le didn't say that he was leaning towards the second possibility, which Fang Le thought of himself.
Although Cheng Zaiming also thought it was unlikely, he had been in contact with Fang Le for a long time and dealt with him many times.
Whether it was the first time he met the mother in Fang Le's hometown, Li Wanjiang's illness, or later Wang Pumin's cholera, Cheng Zaiming thought it was impossible every time, but others just knew how to do it.
"I took this recipe."
Zheng Gaofeng stood up and said: "The day after tomorrow, in the afternoon, we will go to all the places we can in our department. This case is also a typical example of TCM emergency treatment. Our TCM department is also involved. We must not fall behind. This clinical analysis will be of great benefit to other departments."
It’s not very helpful and can only be used as a reference, but it is of great significance to our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and allows the young doctors in our department to understand the charm of Traditional Chinese Medicine.”
"Okay, I will try my best to coordinate when the time comes and go wherever I can."
Cheng Zaiming nodded.
"Okay, I'm leaving."
As Zheng Gaofeng spoke, he had already left Cheng Zaiming's office.
"Director Zheng, walk slowly."
Cheng Zaiming shouted from behind.
When Zheng Gaofeng left the office, Cheng Zaiming suddenly said: "No, Director Zheng..."
I went and Zheng Gaofeng took Fangzi away.
At least let him copy a copy and take it away.
There are no computers in Xijing Hospital now, and even if there were, it would be difficult for the departments to check people's medical records. Zheng Gaofeng took away the prescription, and Cheng Zaiming was gone.
Although there are not many ingredients in the prescription, Cheng Zaiming has read it many times, but what if he remembers it wrong?