Xiang Yuanhui came to the department in the morning, and the doctor on duty greeted Xiang Yuanhui.
"How are the patients in bed ten doing?"
Xiang Yuanhui asked while nodding.
"Yesterday, I followed the prescription prescribed by Professor Fang and administered it twice through nasogastric feeding. During the ward rounds in the morning, the patient's fever had subsided, but he was still unconscious."
The doctor on duty said.
"Have you had a bowel movement?" Xiang Yuanhui asked.
"I had a bowel movement. I had two bowel movements last night." The doctor on duty said.
"No wonder the brain injury patient at the central hospital was able to wake up the same day."
Xiang Yuanhui said with emotion: "We have been treating the patient for two days, and the fever has not gone away. Yesterday, we only took the medicine twice, and the fever subsided, and the patient has already had a bowel movement. It is no exaggeration to say that the effect was immediate."
In clinical Western medicine, patient fever is a very important clinical indicator. Fever often means inflammation and infection. Especially for patients with brain trauma, it is a very dangerous situation if the fever does not subside.
At the same time, defecation is also a very important clinical indicator for patients with severe craniocerebral injuries.
If the patient can defecate, the risk is greatly reduced.
Before Fang Le came, Xiang Yuanhui used several medicines for the patient's fever, but the effect was always poor. After Fang Le prescribed it yesterday, after using it twice, the patient's fever subsided. How could this not be allowed?
Xiang Yuanhui sighed.
"yes."
The doctor on duty said: "I still couldn't believe it when I was doing rounds in the morning."
The director praised me, but the doctor on duty dared to say anything bad.
Besides, for someone as awesome as Fang Le, how can he discuss it casually?
The profession of doctor can be regarded as a very special professional group. Doctors in hospitals are slightly more senior and have a certain level of proficiency. They don't need to care too much about most things.
Once you become a department director, sometimes you don't have to be too fawning to the leader. Even the leaders of the health department do not have many restrictions on hospital doctors. The salary is paid by the hospital and they work in the hospital. Even if they become department directors, they don't want to be promoted.
But competition within the same profession is something that most doctors dare not ignore.
You may not want to be promoted or make progress, but few people can afford to lose face.
Technology crushing, apart from what you may want, the biggest point is that it can make you lose face.
There is also the possibility of being isolated.
After taking the medicine twice, the patient's fever subsided. I can't say anything about this effect.
The next day, Fang Le did not go to the hospital, but stayed with his wife for the whole day.
It was rare that the sun was good. Although it was already winter, the temperature was not bad during the day. Fang Le took Zhang Xiyue for a walk nearby.
When Fang Le arrived at the Hospital Affiliated Hospital on the third day, Xiang Yuanhui was in the ward.
Fang Le walked into the ward and Xiang Yuanhui examined the patient.
"Professor Fang!"
Hearing the footsteps, Xiang Yuanhui turned around and saw that it was Fang Le. He hurriedly said hello, but at the same time he was surprised again.
"How is the patient?"
Fang Le walked to the bedside while talking.
"woke up."
Xiang Yuanhui said.
On the hospital bed, the patient had his eyes open. He was indeed awake, but he seemed unconscious. He simply kept his eyes open. To be precise, he looked like a fool, not responding to the outside world at all.
Even this situation is greatly improved compared to the previous coma.
Xiang Yuanhui was surprised that Fang Le did not come yesterday but came today, and the patient only opened his eyes this morning.
It was not yet eight o'clock in the morning, which was still early according to the ward round time. Xiang Yuanhui also heard that the patient had woken up and came to check, so he came a little earlier than Fang Le.
"It's still a little hot!"
Fang Le reached out and touched the patient's forehead.
"After taking the medicine, the fever went away last morning. I had a slight fever last night and got better in the middle of the night..."
Xiang Yuanhui said: "It's a bit repetitive."
"Um.."
Fang Le nodded and reached out to check the patient's pulse.
Severe brain trauma will mostly cause clinical symptoms such as amnesia and language impairment. The patient has just opened his eyes, his consciousness has not yet awakened, he is not talking, and he has almost no response to the outside world. This situation is also within Fang Le's expectation.
"Basically it's pretty normal."
Fang Le stood up and came over: "I changed the prescription. I still use the method of expressing heat to relieve fire. I will continue to use the method of drawing fuel from the bottom of the cauldron."
"Sorry to trouble you, Professor Fang."
Xiang Yuanhui said politely.
"Professor Fang, thank you."
The patient's husband was also standing by to express his thanks.
"You are welcome."
Fang Le smiled and walked out of the ward with Xiang Yuanhui. As he walked, Fang Le said: "Observe the situation here at any time. If you need anything, call me. I will go to Yanjing tomorrow and I won't be in Jiang."
It’s hit here.”
"Professor Fang is going to Yanjing again?"
Xiang Yuanhui said in surprise: "Is there something urgent?"
If you have an operation, go to Yanjing Hospital." Fang Le said with a smile.
"hiss!"
Xiang Yuanhui took a deep breath in his heart.
I went to Yanjing Hospital for surgery, probably a liver transplant.
Doctors from local hospitals can go to Yanjing Hospital to perform surgeries. Professor Fang is probably the only one in the country, right?
Xijing Hospital, Emergency Department!
"Director Han!"
In the morning, Han Shengxue had just sat down in the office when Zheng Jinfan hurriedly walked in without knocking on the door.
"What happy event is this, Director Zheng?"
Han Shengxue asked with a smile.
Zheng Jinfan has always had a relatively calm personality. He didn't knock on the door today, and he still had a happy face. Obviously, there must be something happy.
"Director Han."
Zheng Jinfan placed an English version of the magazine in front of Han Shengxue and said with a smile: "Professor Fang's paper on fang suture method was published in SCI. This is the index."
As he said this, Zheng Jinfan pointed at Han Shengxue.
"Where?"
Director Han looked along where Zheng Jinfan pointed and looked at it several times before confirming that he had read it correctly.
Well, they were mainly in English. Director Han’s English was average and he almost didn’t recognize it.
"This foreigner's reaction is still a little slow."
Han Shengxue looked at it and said with a smile: "How long has this happened? Now Fang Le has done several cases of extrahepatic surgery for the first time."
Zheng Jinfan: "..."
Is this still slow?
Fang Le's paper was included in SCI so quickly, which is considered fast, and Zheng Jinfan knew about it and got the journal a while later. If we count the time, Fang Le's paper was included in SCI about a month ago.
Calculated this way, it only takes half a year longer.
International journals, more than half a year, is this still slow?
Even if many doctors' papers can be included in SCI, they are basically submitted this year, and it is possible to get letters only in the second year. Within that year, it is almost rare.
But thinking about Fang Le's record, Zheng Jinfan felt that he was indeed a little slower.
In such a short period of time, for other doctors, it is nothing more than performing a few more operations and treating a few more patients, but for Fang Le, he has already performed several cases that are the first in the country across fields.
Of course, China's first case is nothing in the world, but Fang Le's piggyback liver transplant operation is also worthy of attention, and even if it is the same operation, Fang Le has slightly improved the technique.
"Although it's a little slow, it's still good news."
Han Shengxue read it several times with a smile, then picked up the magazine and handed it to Zheng Jinfan: "Tell everyone in the department to learn from Fang Le."
Zheng Jinfan: "..."
No, learn from Fang Le?
Director Zheng really wanted to ask Director Han whether this requirement was too high, or whether this goal was too ambitious?