As she spoke, she beat the hospital bed hysterically.
"My niece was able to walk more than ten minutes ago, but now it's even difficult to breathe."
"Please don't worry, we are investigating the cause!"
"Didn't you check it before? Why do you need to check it again! Tianhua Hospital is only superficial. What disease can such a young doctor treat? Isn't it harmful to people?"
Liu Juanjuan's right cheek was red and swollen.
He was accidentally hit by a document board thrown by a middle-aged woman, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.
She endured her grievance and prepared to conduct a detailed examination of the girl again.
The middle-aged woman scolded, "Don't touch my niece! Find an experienced doctor quickly, otherwise I will definitely hold the hospital responsible."
Doctors have always been a high-risk profession. In addition to occupational diseases caused by high-intensity work, they also occasionally have to face medical troubles.
Liu Juanjuan had just become a resident physician. When he encountered this kind of patient for the first time, his mind went blank and he didn't know what to do.
The girl's breathing became more and more rapid.
The middle-aged woman's mood is becoming more and more irritable.
She thought that only by making the matter bigger could she get the hospital's attention.
Suddenly, she picked up the thermos on the cabinet and threw it on the ground.
However, he raised his wrist in the air and stopped.
There was no popping sound.
Liu Juanjuan took a closer look and saw that Zhao Yuan arrived in time and snatched the thermos.
The situation did not continue to worsen.
"What? Do you want to hit someone?"
The middle-aged woman looked back at Zhao Yuan and found a young man who was 1.8 meters tall.
His arrogance was instantly reduced by half.
Zhao Yuan glanced at the girl curled up on the bed, with a cold look in his eyes: "The hospital has surveillance cameras, and your behavior just now is suspected of vandalizing public property and provoking trouble."
"Scare me? Will I be scared?" The middle-aged woman glanced at Zhao Yuan disdainfully.
"Having a fight will only delay the treatment time and make the patient more miserable."
"Call the person in charge over here quickly. You don't deserve to talk to me."
Zhao Yuan was speechless.
When it comes to quarrels, middle-aged women are really no match for them.
At this time, the nurse's voice came.
"The patient seems to have lost consciousness."
It's important to save people.
Zhao Yuan immediately left the woman behind and walked towards the hospital bed.
Others took the initiative to get out of the way.
A few days ago, if Zhao Yuan had examined a patient, he would have felt that he was overestimating his capabilities.
Nowadays, no one treats Zhao Yuan as a novice.
Zhao Yuan pressed the girl's abdomen several times.
The girl let out a long breath.
His complexion and breathing improved.
The middle-aged woman saw that Zhao Yuan could immediately alleviate the girl's condition and realized that although the new doctor was young, he had two skills.
Zhao Yuan knew that treating the symptoms did not cure the root cause.
What exactly is the girl's disease can only be known after detailed examination.
Liu Juanjuan told Zhao Yuan about the girl's situation.
"A girl, fifteen years old, had sudden abdominal pain and vomiting after dinner. She ruled out menstrual pain, food poisoning, and a blood test showed high blood sugar. She was diagnosed with abdominal pain caused by diabetic ketoacidosis."
"She is talking nonsense. How could such a young child get diabetes?" The middle-aged woman was hostile to Liu Juanjuan.
"Who said young people can't get diabetes?" Zhao Yuan frowned, "Blood sugar test reports don't lie. Are you a doctor, or are we doctors? Are you more professional than us!"
The middle-aged woman was choked and asked after a while, "How can a good person get diabetes?"
"Diabetes is also divided into different general categories. Diabetes in the elderly is common type 2 diabetes. Your niece has type 1 diabetes. The onset of this disease is particularly acute, mostly among teenagers. There are many causes, and it may be infected with a virus. Once it develops,
, you have to be treated with insulin for the rest of your life.”
Maybe he was playing lute to a cow, but Zhao Yuan still patiently explained:
"There's a smell of rotten apples in the air! Can you smell it?"
Everyone, including the middle-aged woman, subconsciously took a deep breath.
Sure enough, there was a looming sour smell.
"This is a typical symptom of diabetic ketoacidosis." Zhao Yuan's tone also softened.
When it comes to knowledge blind areas, the woman is speechless.
"Has the child's appetite been larger than before? Eat more? Urinate more? Drink more? On the contrary, he has lost weight."
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment and then said, "She has indeed lost a lot of weight recently. We thought it was caused by the stress of studying. It turns out it is diabetes!"
Zhao Yuan seemed to be asking, but in fact he was using this method of communication to help the family members understand the pathology.
The middle-aged woman has a good receptive ability, and gradually realized that she had wrongly blamed Liu Juanjuan.
"Type 1 diabetes can cause intestinal obstruction when the disease occurs. The best solution is to lower blood sugar, eliminate ketones, correct acid, and replenish fluids. If the symptoms are relieved, there is no need for surgery, which will minimize the trauma to the girl. So Dr. Liu
There is nothing wrong with your treatment plan!”
"That's not right!" The middle-aged woman's speaking speed suddenly became urgent again, "If the method is right, why is it not getting better, but getting worse?"
Liu Juanjuan also felt puzzled and looked at Zhao Yuan in confusion.
Zhao Yuan's physical examination has been completed.
He looked at the girl regretfully.
"Not only does she have diabetes, she also has adhesive intestinal obstruction!"
…
Adhesive intestinal obstruction?
Liu Juanjuan's expression changed slightly, "I have confirmed that the patient has no history of surgery."
Adhesive intestinal obstruction is related to previous abdominal surgery.
Zhao Yuan's eyes were fixed on the patient's family members.
"They hid their medical history."
If it were known in advance that the patient had undergone abdominal surgery, Liu Juanjuan would immediately think of the possibility of adhesive intestinal obstruction.
Zhao Yuan believed that Liu Juanjuan would never make a simple mistake like not asking about the surgical history when inquiring about his condition.
The only explanation: The patient's family did not explain the truth to An Liu Juanjuan, which led to Liu Juanjuan's diagnosis being wrong.
The willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and there are twists and turns.
Zhao Yuan asked the middle-aged woman, "The patient has had appendicitis surgery, why didn't you tell her?"
The middle-aged woman hurriedly explained, "She is my niece and she lives in my house. I don't know much about any illnesses she had in the past."
"Let's verify it quickly."
Zhao Yuan was 100% certain that the girl had suffered from appendicitis and had undergone minimally invasive surgery.
Asking the middle-aged woman to ask clearly is to make her realize that she has an unshirkable responsibility for misjudging the patient's condition.
If she had accurately informed Liu Juanjuan of the patient's condition from the beginning, she would not have put the girl in a critical condition.
The middle-aged woman walked to the door and dialed her brother's phone number.
After making the call, I returned to the room with a look of guilt in my eyes.
"I just asked, she did have appendicitis surgery when she was five years old."
When the girl was five years old, she was still very young and had no memory. It was impossible for her to know that she had this medical history.
As for the middle-aged woman being the girl's aunt, she was not present when she fell ill at the age of five, so she doesn't know.
Liu Juanjuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The truth has come to light! The girl's condition has worsened, and her family members also have a lot of responsibility.
Liu Juanjuan secretly glanced at Zhao Yuan, with mixed emotions!
She was just like a small insect caught in a spider's web, and could be eaten by the spider at any time. She was once isolated and helpless.
Zhao Yuan is like a warrior riding a white horse, descending from the sky and saving himself in crisis.
The light from the ceiling shines on the side of junior brother's face. His angular face looks so focused and professional!
