When she finished saying this, there was silence in the room.
Xie Wanying realized that sometimes she was like Dr. Song, who failed to keep her mouth shut when talking about medicine. She was too pragmatic and said everything without paying attention. In fact, this kind of person didn't care whether she was dead or alive. The other party didn't care.
If you seek medical treatment from their doctor and take the initiative to tell them, you may cause trouble for the doctor himself.
No wonder some clinical teachers simply stop talking from the beginning, fearing that they will not be able to stop the car after they start talking.
Do you regret what you said? Of course you won’t regret it. After all, you are a doctor. What doctors talk about medicine is the most important. It is up to the other party to accept it or not. The doctor only needs to have a clear conscience.
Moreover, no matter whether the other party hates her or not, saying it by herself is equivalent to abdication of her professional ethical responsibilities as a doctor. She will not be accused of the doctor's inaction when others discover it later. She and Dr. Song insisted.
I dare say that it should be based on the subconscious calculation of the pros and cons of the brain.
The hand of Senior Brother Cao next to her gently pulled her down and pulled her back, probably because he was worried that the other party would suddenly become emotional. Most patients will have some ups and downs in their emotions when being told.
It is right to keep an appropriate distance from the caution points, which is helpful for observation and adjustment of the next strategy.
After a while, "Hahaha" Li Yaohong suddenly threw his head back and laughed as they expected. He was so excited that his whole body trembled twice, as if he had been shocked by electricity.
Fang Qinsu looked at his mother's face with surprised eyes.
"Do you know what she is talking about?" Her son was looking at her. Li Yaohong turned around and took her son's unburned hand and said, "She says you are sick and I am sick. Do you think she is crazy? I
I told you earlier, how can she be a doctor if she is the daughter of a murderer? What she said is all nonsense."
His mother was spitting in front of him, like a TV host going crazy. Fang Qinsu's eyes looked like he was dumbfounded.
Soon, Li Yaohong read the message from her son's strange eyes: his son felt like he was looking at aliens.
Her hair could not help but stand on end.
The nurse standing opposite the bed persuaded her: "Can I take your blood pressure, ma'am? You probably have high blood pressure, your face is so red."
It is true that people blush when they are emotional. If the face blushes non-stop, until the roots of the neck and ears are all red, everyone, not a doctor, will be able to tell that there is something wrong with the person's health.
Li Yaohong wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with her hand: "I don't have high blood pressure."
"Are you flustered now? Just sit down and I'll get a blood pressure monitor." The nurse is well-trained and is used to getting tools to measure when she encounters patients.
Li Yaohong's breath was short and he didn't dare to yell anymore. He sat back on the chair obediently, proving that bad guys also cherish their lives.
No matter how ferocious a tigress is, she can only turn into a sick cat once she gets sick.
The nurse took the sphygmomanometer, tied the cuff on her elbow, and after measuring it, reported to the doctor: "210 and 130, very high, Dr. Cao."
Li Yaohong thought she heard wrongly and asked the nurse: "What did you say my blood pressure was just now?"
High-net-worth individuals have some common sense knowledge about blood pressure.
"Your systolic blood pressure is 210 and your diastolic blood pressure is 130. They are much higher than the normal values. Don't you usually have high blood pressure? Impossible. Why did your blood pressure suddenly soar so high?" The nurse wondered, "Normally you don't feel anything.
