While Cheng Yunxing led the way, he looked back at the tightly wrapped mother and asked about Fang Le's condition.
"More than two weeks after delivery, the fetal gas is not harmonious. It should be that there is another baby in the belly. Come and do an ultrasound to check."
Fang Le didn't hide it either. There was nothing to hide about this kind of thing.
"Two weeks after delivery, there's still another one?"
Cheng Yunxing almost tripped and blurted out: "Which quack doctor checked this? It's been two weeks since delivery and the fetal air is still not harmonious?"
Fang Le: "..."
"Fang Le, it can't be you, right?"
Cheng Yunxing seemed to understand something when he saw Fang Le's expression.
"Can't I?"
Fang Le asked rhetorically.
I am a famous doctor in Jiangzhong Hospital, deputy director of the emergency department, a surgeon, and expert in both Chinese and Western medicine. He is famous in Jiangzhong Hospital, and there is a long queue of patients who want to make an appointment.
"It's not Fang Le..."
Cheng Yunxing glanced back, pulled Fang Le and walked a few steps quickly, and whispered: "I said you are too bold. During the two times we were at school, you dared to diagnose someone's pulse, and you still had trouble with the fetal air.
, bringing people all the way from your hometown to Xijing City?"
"Having an ultrasound is not cheap."
While speaking, Cheng Yunxing looked around and whispered: "What are you talking about that is not good? You said that the fetal gas is not harmonious. There is another one. Even if you say that the congestion has not been drained out and a palace cleaning is needed, it is worse than this."
powerful."
Fang Le: "..."
No matter how you hear this, my classmates always have good intentions.
"It's already like this, there's nothing we can do about it."
Fang Le asked with a smile: "Are you familiar with the doctor over there at B-ultrasound? If you don't want to lie, just say there is one regardless of whether there is one or not."
Cheng Yunxing's eyes widened and he looked at Fang Le as if he were a fool: "Even if I can lie if I have connections, where will you steal a child for someone else?"
"Too."
Fang smiled happily.
This classmate is quite interesting. He was joking, but he didn't even hear it. The classmates these days are really quite honest.
"Now that you've come, let's take care of it. If you really make a mistake, I'll give them travel expenses and medical expenses, and I'll take it as a lesson."
Fang Le said with a smile.
"Um."
Cheng Yunxing seemed to be a relatively good classmate. He was very satisfied with Fang Le's answer and nodded lightly.
"This situation is more complicated. Let me call Director Cheng for you."
It can be seen that Cheng Yunxing's family must have a strong relationship in Xijing Hospital. An intern who had just come here for an internship not long ago helped to register a specialist number when he was asked, and it was across departments.
The Director Cheng that Cheng Yunxing is talking about is Cheng Meiling, director of obstetrics and gynecology at Xijing Hospital, a female chief physician in her early fifties.
Taking advantage of a patient's time to read, Cheng Yunxing led Fang Le and his group into the consulting room.
"Director Cheng, one of my classmates, please help me take a look."
"It's a star."
Cheng Meiling is obviously very familiar with Cheng Yunxing. Well, they both seem to have the last name Cheng.
However, Fang Le didn't know classmate Cheng's name, or he might have made some guesses.
"sit down!"
Cheng Meiling pointed to the stool next to her, and Wang Shengjun's son hurriedly helped his wife sit down on the stool.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Fifteen days after delivery, my stomach hurts."
Wang Shengjun's son said hurriedly. After entering the clinic, Wang Shengjun, his son and his son all looked a little nervous.
"Fifteen days after delivery?"
Cheng Meiling stood up and said, "Lie on the bed over there and let me do a check-up."
As she spoke, Cheng Meiling waved to Fang Le and others: "All gay men, please go out."
"Director Cheng, I suggest you just do an ultrasound."
Fang Le politely said to Cheng Meiling: "Judging from the pulse syndrome, the patient should have disharmony in the fetal gas. Well, this is what Chinese medicine says. I suspect that the patient is actually pregnant with twins, and there is another child in the belly. Make a b
Very reassuring.”
Under other circumstances, Fang Le would not have minded Cheng Meiling's examination. The patient in question really had a child in his belly. Fang Le was sure of this.
The spread of information these days is slow and underdeveloped, but the era before Fang Le was reborn was an era of information explosion. Every trivial matter could be ignited by the Internet, and all kinds of weird things were no longer surprising.
Although the situation of Wang Shengjun's daughter-in-law is rare, it is not unheard of. Clinically speaking, most twins are not born too long apart. However, the world is full of surprises. It is still rare for twins to be born apart for more than ten hours, one or two days or even longer.
It happened.
Fang Le's father, Fang Han, once personally treated a pregnant woman. At that time, the mother's uterus seemed to be a compartment. After the caesarean section, the doctor could not find the child, and the doctor who performed the operation was also confused.
Fifteen days after delivery, a mother suffers from abdominal pain. In this case, most doctors will think that the congestion is not drained cleanly. If you press it with your hands and feel that there is a mass inside, and use too much force, something could easily happen.
What can I say? In the 1990s, the level of Western medicine was generally not very high. Not to mention the chief physician of Xijing Hospital, the chief physician of Yanjing and Shanghai Hospitals, their level was just like that.
The medical level of modern medicine continues to develop with the times and has the limitations of the times. The ceiling of medical level in this era is there. How good can you be personally?
The domestic economic boom began in the 1980s. In just thirty years, several leaps were made. Medical technology was also about the same. The medical level in the 1990s was really not that good.
"Is the tire pressure good?"
Cheng Meiling frowned and looked at Fang Le.
Cheng Yunhai hurriedly pulled Fang Le and said to himself that Fang Le was fine before, that is, he didn't like to talk very much and had few friends. Why is he so reckless now.
If you were to interrupt someone with a bad temper in front of the chief physician, you would probably be unhappy by now.
These days, the leadership and director of the hospital have a strong bureaucratic atmosphere, and the hospital's rules are much stricter than those at Fang Le's time.
Nowadays, people’s incomes are generally not very high. Government agencies, state-owned enterprises, hospitals and many other institutions are considered iron rice bowls for most people, and iron rice bowls also mean that there are strict rules and regulations.
"Then let's do a B-ultrasound and take a look."
Cheng Meiling sat back again and placed an order.
"Thank you, Director Cheng."
Fang Le didn't expect Director Cheng to be so easy to talk to, so he took the order and said thank you.
"Are you Xingxing's classmate?"
Cheng Meiling asked Fang Le.
"Yes."
Fang Le nodded.
"From the Provincial College of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"
Cheng Meiling asked again.
"Yep."
Fang Le continued to nod.
"Okay, let's go get a check-up and come back to me after the results come out."
Cheng Meiling waved her hand.
"Fang Le, you kid..."
After leaving the clinic, Cheng Yunxing softly blamed Fang Le: "You are still talking nonsense now. Director Cheng is angry, and I am also in trouble."
"What's your relationship with Director Cheng?"
Fang Le didn't pay attention to Cheng Yunxing's complaints, but asked Cheng Yunxing with a smile. At this moment, Fang Le didn't know Cheng Yunxing's name, but only knew it as Xingxing.
"My aunt."
Cheng Yunxing whispered back, then looked at Fang Le strangely: "You don't know who my dad is, do you?"
"Cheng Gang?"
Fang Le asked rhetorically.
"Cheng Zaiming."
Cheng Yunxing rolled his eyes. At this time, the sentence "My father is Li Gang" had not yet appeared, and Fang Le made another cold joke that no one understood.
"sharp!"
Fang Le gave a thumbs up. It doesn't matter if you know it's powerful or not, it's over. If it's not powerful, people won't take it out, right?
"Deputy Director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Xijing Hospital."
Cheng Yunxing knew at a glance that Fang Lezhen didn't know who his father was, so he reminded him.
"It turned out to be Director Cheng. I said the name sounded familiar."
Fang Le said with a smile.
I am still a second-generation doctor. My father is the deputy director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department of Xijing Hospital, and my aunt is the director of the obstetrics department. This classmate Cheng Xingxing comes from a very impressive family. This is a medical family.
Having such a second-generation leader really saved a lot of trouble along the way. In the B-ultrasound room, Fang Le and others didn't queue much, and Wang Shengjun's daughter-in-law was quickly sent to the B-ultrasound room.
After coming out, a group of people waited outside for a while, and then they came out.
Cheng Yunxing took the lead and stepped forward to get the results. When he saw the diagnostic information on the results, Cheng Yunxing was dumbfounded.
"41 weeks pregnant?"
"How about it?"
Fang Le leaned over to take a look.
"Fang Le, you really were deceived. There really is another one. Look..."
There is no color ultrasound these days, but it is still obvious that there is a child about to give birth in the belly.