Doctor Qiu opened his mouth and called out: "Who sent the patient here? Where is the person from General Surgery II?"
When she heard that a senior was looking for her, Xie Wanying returned to the door of the ward and turned around and walked towards Dr. Qiu: "It's me, senior."
Dr. Qiu glanced at the job sign on her chest: That's right. Xie Wanying, intern.
"I've never seen you before." Dr. Qiu continued to glance at her face as if he had memorized her facial features. He took out the pen hanging on his chest and handed it to her, "Please sign."
He is also a front-line doctor. Unlike Mr. Sun, who is a bit like a big boy, Dr. Qiu Ruiyun, a front-line resident physician in the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, is tall and tall, like a handsome boy playing basketball. His tone and expression are much more mature and steady when he speaks.
Xie Wanying took the pen handed over by the other party. Although she also had a pen herself, she signed her name in the column designated by the other party and submitted the patient's medical record. She reported the patient's condition at the same time: "CT, emergency blood test and other doctor's orders have just been issued, but
Our teacher Sun has not signed for the time being, so we may need to wait until he is free to come up and make up for it."
"No problem. I know Sun Yubo." Dr. Qiu said and asked, "Where are the patient's family members?"
Mrs. Guo waited eagerly outside the ward door and at the same time received a call from her son at home.
"Yes, your dad suddenly passed away. The doctor said that his liver was damaged after taking the pills sold outside. He is now being treated. Please come here quickly."
"Which hospital?"
"National Association."
"I need a flight tomorrow at the earliest, and it will be in the afternoon when I arrive. Didn't I just say that I would go to the hospital for a physical examination?"
"The doctor said he should be hospitalized for observation. I didn't expect that your dad would suddenly fall asleep and not wake up."
"Didn't the doctor know this before?"
"They said the test results didn't come out so quickly. Your father's condition suddenly worsened and he fell ill in the middle of the night. They said it was good that he was in the hospital, otherwise - Dr.
It has something to do with the pills, I guess."
"Doctor Xie, isn't it Director Shen?"
"You'll know when you come here tomorrow." Mrs. Guo hung up the call and looked back for Xie Wanying, "Where's Dr. Xie?" She saw Xie Wanying and ran over.
Dr. Qiu couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the patient's family members running around as if they were chasing star Xie Wanying. People who didn't know better might mistakenly think that Xie Wanying was a great expert.
"Dr. Qiu, you want her to sign the consent form for the artificial liver, right? I explained it to her on the way, and she understands." After talking to Dr. Qiu, Xie Wanying turned back to Mrs. Guo and said, "Mrs. Guo, I and I
As you said, now your husband needs to get a machine called an artificial liver immediately."
"I know, you said that is life-saving. Just like an injection, a tube is tied into a blood vessel in my husband's thigh and connected to a machine. This machine can help my husband filter out the bad things in his body, such as the yellow and yellow skin on his body now.
The skin color needs to be filtered out. Because his liver is sick now and needs to rest, so this machine is allowed to work instead of his liver." Mrs. Guo said.
When Dr. Qiu heard this, it seemed that the patient's family members knew a lot about artificial livers in a short period of time, and as He Guangyou said, there was no need for him to explain it. What surprised him was that when a patient suddenly becomes seriously ill, the patient's family members always become a little energetic.
I collapsed and couldn’t quite listen to what the doctor said. How could this medical student named Xie Wanying make the patient’s family listen to what their doctor wanted to do?