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697 My friend is a doctor

Faced with the situation that there is no doctor in the clinic.

Cao Xin also spread his hands helplessly and said: "Only when I get here do I know how strong our emergency department is."

Zhou Sheng smiled "haha".

Indeed, it is rare to see an emergency department as strong as the Central Hospital.

Of course, in addition to characters like Zhou Sheng appearing in this.

Dean Cheng's push to fuel the flames was also crucial.

Otherwise, no matter how strong Zhou Yisheng is, he will be alone in one clinic, and he will not be able to see a doctor, let alone perform surgery.

It is precisely because of people like Bai Mingming, Liu Jing, Li Weiwei, Su Quan, etc. that Zhou Yisheng can show his talents.

To use a popular workplace terminology, this is called a strong team, and it is truly strong.

Of course, there must be a star in this team.

Not to mention hospitals, the same is true in shopping malls today.

If a star-level person takes the lead and leads a strong team, there is nothing wrong with it.

Zhou Sheng was a star figure in the emergency center of the Central Hospital.

Let’s go back to the internal medicine clinic of this hospital.

Waited for a few more minutes.

Two more patients arrived one after another.

The clinic, which was about ten square meters, suddenly became crowded.

Monday made me a little irritable while waiting.

If this were the emergency center of the Central Hospital, Zhou Sheng would probably have to wear a white coat even if he didn't go to work.

But this is someone else's territory, and Zhou Yisheng can only wait patiently.

Waited for a while.

A male doctor about thirty years old wearing a white coat walked in.

He sat down slightly tiredly, and then moved his arms.

The aunt immediately came forward.

The male doctor glanced at her and asked, "What's the problem?"

"I haven't been sleeping well lately," the aunt replied.

"Go to neurology or endocrinology for a checkup."

The male doctor dismissed the aunt with just one word.

The aunt waited for a long time, but the doctor directly asked her to move to another place for treatment.

This result made her very dissatisfied.

The aunt said: "Doctor, I don't know where the neurology department is. Can you show me here first?"

The male doctor had no expression on his face and said, "Turn left when you go out and go to the medical guidance desk to ask the nurse."

The aunt shouted angrily, "The doctors in this big hospital have such a bad attitude!"

Zhou Sheng is a colleague and also an emergency doctor.

He could understand that the male doctor's behavior was helpless.

If there are more clinics and doctors, he can naturally treat this aunt slowly and leisurely.

But the current situation has overwhelmed him.

Therefore, he could only triage out some non-urgent diseases as much as possible.

The male doctor ignored the aunt and shouted directly: "Next one."

The aunt was still a little reluctant, sitting on the waiting chair and refusing to leave, as if she wanted justice.

Zhou Sheng was afraid that if the two of them quarreled, it would delay Yan Rongrong's medical treatment.

Zhou Sheng immediately became a peacemaker.

"Mom, calm down. The doctor is right. Your illness is not an emergency. It needs to be checked slowly. It is also likely to be a neurological or endocrine problem. It is appropriate to go to these two departments."

Auntie didn't exactly want to cause trouble.

I just waited in vain for a long time, and I was so angry that I wanted to vent my emotions.

After Zhou Shengsheng tried to persuade her, her anger subsided and she stopped pestering her in the clinic.

As soon as the aunt left.

It was Yan Rongrong's turn to see a doctor.

Song Jiajia and Cao Xin helped Yan Rongrong sit on the waiting chair.

Zhou Sheng and Jing Xinghai were also standing nearby.

What just happened did not affect the male doctor at all, and it seemed that he was used to it.

He still asked according to the script: "What's wrong?"

Yan Rongrong felt weak at this time and said: "I have a cold, fever, and a little headache."

The male doctor took out a mercury thermometer and said: "Go to the side and take your temperature. Next person."

Yan Rongrong was taking the temperature on the side.

The male doctor is still continuing the emergency treatment.

The patients were arriving unconsciously.

Five minutes later, Yan Rongrong's temperature was measured.

The male doctor looked at the thermometer and said, "38.8 degrees. Come and check your throat."

The male doctor took a tongue depressor and looked at Yan Rongrong's throat.

"Well, it's okay. I'll prescribe you some cold medicine, and then give you a fever-reducing injection, then go home and rest."

bad thing!

Zhou Sheng secretly cried out in his heart.

The male doctor mistook Yan Rongrong's illness for a common cold.

It's no wonder that acute bartonellosis has no rash and is easily misdiagnosed. I was worried about this when I came here, so I told Song Jiajia.

But why didn't this guy say it? Forgot?

Indeed, Song Jiajia had forgotten about this matter.

As soon as she got off the car, she was busy taking care of Yan Rongrong, and she had been waiting in the emergency room for so long.

In a daze, she forgot about it.

Not to mention Yan Rongrong, she was half awake and half asleep in the car and didn't hear what Zhou Sheng said clearly.

Zhou Sheng sighed secretly, but fortunately he followed him by accident.

They didn't talk about it, so they had to come in person.

Just as Zhou Sheng was about to speak.

Song Jiajia took the lead and said: "Doctor, is her illness a cold? Could it be that Bar...Bala...traversal disease?"

When Zhou Sheng heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Song Jiajia, who had forgotten all about the cat, actually remembered the name of the disease she had mentioned.

But Barra...what the hell is syncoria?

You must have remembered the name wrong! There’s still a little devil named Balabala!

The male doctor also looked stunned.

He was already preparing to call the next patient. He looked at Song Jiajia and said, "Bala...bartonellosis? You mean bartonellosis?"

Song Jiajia hurriedly said: "Yes, yes! Why didn't I say it smoothly? It turns out I said it wrong."

Doctors don't like patients to infer their own illness.

Where does this leave doctors’ professionalism?

But today, the male doctor found it interesting.

Because Bartonellosis is not a common disease, even if you have heard of it, you will almost forget it within a few days.

It's really interesting that the girl in front of me actually knows about this disease.

A smile appeared on the face of the male doctor, who had always been expressionless. He said: "This disease is too rare. It is a bacillus infection. You usually get the disease when you are bitten by a sandfly."

What is a sandfly?

The question mark on Song Jiajia's head must be some kind of small insect.

But the male doctor's words reminded Song Jiajia, and she remembered what Zhou Sheng said in the car.

She immediately said: "By the way, doctor, besides sandflies, what about cats? My friend was scratched by a cat a week ago."

The male doctor hesitated for a moment and said: "This... cats are indeed possible, but the possibility of infection from cat scratches is even rarer."

Song Jiajia said anxiously: "It's rare, but that doesn't mean it's rare. My friend said she might have Bartonellosis."

The male doctor found it even more interesting. Ordinary people would never know about this disease. "Is your friend a doctor?"

"Of course, that's him. He's my friend." Song Jiajia pointed at Zhou Sheng and suddenly betrayed him...


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