"Okay, don't move." Bald Director Qian took a small flower with a vacuum suction cup from the table and put it on his head. The vacuum suction cup stuck firmly on his bare head. Director Qian
I tried to shake my head, and used the toy that kept shaking on my head to attract the child's attention. I took the opportunity to pick up the surgical forceps, carefully inserted into the child's nostril, and gently clamped something.
, and slowly pulled it out. A metal toy fire truck about half the size of a fingernail was pinched out of his nostrils.
"A fire truck." He raised his eyebrows, looked at the fire truck and sighed, "You are so brave, you dare to put anything up your nose."
Li Songzhao tilted his head, concentrating on the sunflower that was still swinging in front of him. A huge snot bubble popped out of his nostrils.
Director Qian was about to pack his things, but Sun Lien was hesitant to speak. The status bar in his field of vision still showed the message "Li Songzhao, male, one year and four months old, foreign body in left nostril blocked."
"Wow!" Before Sun Lien could speak, the child who had just smiled brightly suddenly started crying again. He kept scratching his little face and struggling from side to side, looking very uncomfortable.
"What's wrong?" Bald Director Qian was also startled, and quickly shook the little flower on his head, "If you don't cry, don't cry..."
Unfortunately, his tried-and-tested method completely failed at this moment. Little Li Songzhao, who was still in distress, blew out blue and yellow snot bubbles one after another in his nose.
"Is there something else inside?" the parent holding the child asked worriedly. He looked at the child in his arms and felt a little resentful. "How old is the child? Why is he still so stupid? These things go
What's stuck in your nose?"
Director Qian scratched his bald head and moved under the child's nose again. The surgical forceps once again pinched out a little man... It was a model of a firefighter about two centimeters high but beautifully made.
"I am a professional modeler." The child's parent scratched his head in embarrassment, "These are the things I need to use in my work..."
"Why didn't you pay attention when you were taking care of me?" Director Qian was a little angry, "What other toys were lost?"
"I don't know." The parent said sheepishly, "There are too many gadgets like these at home..."
"At least three were lost." Director Qian pinched the third model from the child's nostril. This time the model was a policeman.
"Fire trucks, firefighters, police..." Sun Lien looked at the "foreign body obstruction in left nostril" sign that had not yet been removed, and suddenly came up with a bold speculation. He walked to Director Qian and whispered, "There may be something inside.
There is something."
"I think there should be some." Director Qian obviously saw some clues from the composition of these toys. He took out a smaller and smaller surgical forceps from the drawer and looked at it carefully through the nasal dilator, "You
Look, there is indeed something there."
What was clipped out this time was a silver kitten model.
"Fire trucks, firefighters and police." Director Qian breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the four models with snot on his desk, and smiled at the parents, "This kid is not stupid at all. He tried to save this stuffed animal
Kitten in the nose, a whole rescue team sent out.”
The middle-aged attending doctor with greasy hair took over Director Qian's position and began to prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs to the children. Director Qian followed Sun Lien and hurriedly walked towards the emergency room.
"Myocardial infarction at the age of ten?" Director Qian was also shocked by the description of the condition, "Kawasaki disease?"
"The pre-hospital report said that she fainted while doing morning exercises." Sun Lien tried hard to recall the forecast he heard, "Kawasaki disease requires a high fever for more than five days. If the fever is high, I don't think the parents of the child will let her go.
Went to school."
"That would be very troublesome." Director Qian touched his bald head and sighed, "When pediatrics encounter heart problems, it is basically a big deal. Unlike adults, myocardial infarction can be recovered with intervention. If the cause of the heart problem cannot be found,
The reason for the nonsense is that there are a lot of troublesome things ahead."
The two communicated with each other about the situation, and not long after, they entered the rescue room again. Cao Yanhua was nervously directing all the people in the rescue room to work together. The little girl who was lying on the transfer bed at the beginning had been injured by several people.
The strong male nurses worked together and carried her onto the flat bed.
"Director Qian, you are here too." Cao Yanhua saw that Sun Lien cleverly called the director of pediatrics, and said happily, "The principle of reducing the dosage of children's medication needs you to check it."
Director Qian frowned, "What's going on?"
"I fainted during morning exercises." Cao Yanhua pointed to the little girl on the bed. "The school's health doctor performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation for about ten minutes and regained consciousness. When the ambulance helicopter arrived at the playground to prepare for transfer, she
I developed ventricular fibrillation and returned to normal after defibrillation twice."
"Is it confirmed to be a myocardial infarction?" Director Qian was still a little worried, "Isn't it a sudden arrest?"
"I did a 12-lead electrocardiogram on the plane, and the ST segment was elevated. It must be a myocardial infarction." Cao Yanhua shrugged, "We also did it once, and the pre-hospital first aid was correct. She did have a myocardial infarction."
The little nurse next to him interjected, "Parents now are afraid that their children will suffer. They will feed them whatever is delicious. Look, the ten-year-old girl was fed more than 70 kilograms. Just now, the three male nurses like us almost didn't move.
Move her..."
"It shouldn't be arteriosclerosis myocardial infarction caused by hyperlipidemia." Luo Yiping, the deputy director on duty at the cardiology department who had come for the consultation early, shook his head, "She is still too young. Even if she has arteriosclerosis, it will not affect her.
serious."
Zhou Jun, who fled his post to visit his mentor, soon reappeared in the emergency room and expressed great concern for the little girl's condition.
"Are you Chen Wen's teacher?" He found the young woman who got off the helicopter with the little girl. "I have some questions I want to ask you."
"Is she... okay?" The young woman looked confused, "I... I just took over this class last year..."
"If she was fine, she would not have been airlifted to the rescue room by helicopter." Zhou Jun replied expressionlessly, "Has Chen Wen shown any abnormalities in the past? Has she ever said anything about her physical condition?
Easily feel uncomfortable? Dark eyes, headache, lack of energy, any symptoms will do."
"She..." the young woman thought hard, "she often said that she would feel muscle pain and couldn't concentrate..." She suddenly raised her head, "By the way, Chen Wen said that she feels tired easily."