Seeing the middle-aged woman's hesitation, everyone around him agreed and shouted: "That's right. Dean Deng is right. This fever is almost reaching 40 degrees. It's not a joke. Hurry up and follow the instructions."
Just do what Vice President Deng says."
"That's right. President Deng is the director of the Imperial Capital Hospital. Don't hesitate any longer. Look at this young man. Even if he knows medical skills, how high are his medical skills?"
The middle-aged woman took a deep look at Zhang Xiaotian with a complicated expression.
Seeing everyone around him saying this, Jie Gai picked up the antipyretic medicine and fed it into his husband's mouth.
Zhang Xiaotian also felt helpless and said: "Your treatment like this will only make his illness worse and worse."
Hearing this, Deng Jianghua immediately became angry and said: "Say boy, what do you know, you actually said that antipyretics can't reduce his fever?
Let me ask you, have you studied medicine?
Do you know medicine?"
He was the vice president of the Imperial Hospital. He had never been questioned like this before. Today, he was questioned by a young man. How could he be so angry?
Moreover, this young man also said that he is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, and he is very resistant to traditional Chinese medicine. He feels that traditional Chinese medicine cannot cure diseases at all and has no scientific basis.
"That's right, this is obviously your fault, but you still insist on holding on."
"Young man, please apologize to President Deng and admit your mistake quickly. How can you compare with Vice President Deng with the little medical skills you know?"
At this time, the stewardess looked at Zhang Xiaotian with a very complicated expression and said, "Sir, please sit back in your seat."
Seeing that no one here believed him, Zhang Xiaotian shook his head helplessly and said: "I still have to remind you that in three minutes, this patient's condition will worsen. You should prepare first aid quickly. If it is not handled well, there will really be trouble."
It comes from human life.”
After saying this, Zhang Xiaotian sat back in his seat, closed his eyes, and began to rest with his eyes closed.
"Haha, young people nowadays are so arrogant. This is obviously your fault. You still have to argue so confidently, making him really look like a doctor. It's really funny."
"That's right, look how old he is. Even if he is a doctor, how good are his medical skills?
How can it be compared with our Vice President Deng?"
"That's right, Vice-President Deng is already in his forties or fifties, and his medical skills are certainly excellent. There is no way that a young boy can compare with him."
"Although the quality of those experts today is low, compared with a young person, one is in the sky and the other is on the ground. There is no comparison at all."
When Deng Jianghua saw this scene, his face was filled with a proud smile, and he smiled and said: "You have all seen it, he just has a common cold and fever. Now the high fever has subsided and he will get better soon. This is just the most common thing.
My cold is nothing serious.
After saying this, he took out the Wendi Class again and began to measure the patient's temperature.
Obviously he wanted to use facts to prove that his diagnosis was extremely correct and that the young man was just sensationalizing.
Three minutes passed quickly, but the patient's condition did not improve, and his originally pale face became even more difficult to look at.
At the same time, he looked very painful and even foamed at the mouth. This was obviously a sign that his condition was getting worse.
"Dean Deng, what should my husband do now?
Why does he seem to be getting more and more serious?"
Seeing her husband like this, the middle-aged woman became more and more panicked.
"Don't worry, I'll make a further diagnosis."
After Deng Jianghua said this, his expression became serious. He took out the thermometer and looked at it. He was shocked. The temperature of the other party actually reached 42 degrees, which was much higher than before. If this continued, something would definitely go wrong.
of.
"What the hell is going on?
Didn’t you take fever-reducing medicine just now?
Why is the temperature higher now?"
Deng Jianghua was very puzzled and felt that this was unscientific. The other party's temperature should have dropped.
At this moment, he seemed to remember something and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and checked the time. Exactly three minutes had passed.
"Impossible, how is this possible?
Is that young man right?"
The next moment he threw this idea away. He had been practicing medicine for twenty or thirty years and had so much clinical experience. How could he misdiagnose this disease?
This is absolutely still impossible.
Apart from coincidence, he couldn't think of a better reason for this. It could only be a coincidence.
Seeing this, the flight attendant became nervous and asked hurriedly: "Dean Deng, is this condition normal for the patient?"
Deng Jianghua did not speak, but checked the patient again, and confirmed the patient's condition again. The fever was indeed caused by a cold.
"Don't worry, I think the patient's condition is too serious and the dose used to reduce the fever is not enough. I need to increase the dose."
After saying this, he took out two antipyretics again and hurriedly gave them to the patient.
This time, the people around him no longer believed him blindly. They all looked at the patient to see if the patient's symptoms could be relieved.
Two minutes later, the injured patient on the ground began to twitch again, his face looked even more ugly than before, and he had difficulty breathing.
Obviously, no one expected this situation, and neither did Deng Jianghua.
When Deng Jianghua saw this situation, he was even more surprised. The patient's condition was getting worse and worse step by step. He couldn't help but think again, could it be that he had really misdiagnosed?
Although the people around him were not doctors, they could tell something was wrong at this time.
When the middle-aged woman saw this scene, she was shocked. Her husband's condition was getting worse and worse, and she began to become anxious.
"Dean Deng, what on earth is going on?
You see my husband’s condition is getting worse and worse, why don’t you save him quickly?”
At this time, Deng Jianghua was also very anxious and his head was covered with sweat. He was on a plane and there was no emergency medicine, so how could he save people?
The most important thing is that she still hasn't figured out what is going on.
Judging from the current situation, it is indeed a misdiagnosis.
Seeing that Dean Deng was at a loss, the stewardess couldn't help but said, "Dean Deng, are you really wrong in your diagnosis?"
Deng Jianghua was no longer as confident as before, and said very uncertainly: "I think this is it, right?"
When the middle-aged woman saw that her husband's condition was getting worse, she couldn't help but shouted anxiously: "Then what should I do?
Aren't you the vice president of Imperial Capital Hospital?
How is it possible that my husband’s disease cannot be cured?”
"This..." Deng Jianghua was speechless when he heard this.
If he were in a hospital, he would still have emergency treatment, but on a plane, there was no medical condition at all, so he couldn't carry out treatment.