"All right," Jin Tianyu said, as he tended to be impatient and couldn’t wait a minute.
Actually, the ergency patient has already been sent to the intervention room; it’s impossible to wait for soone to finish eating before taking action. If a patient’s condition becos urgent, no doctor would dare finish eating before rushing to save them.
Senior Jin wanted to take her mainly to observe and understand the basic procedures of cardiovascular intervention.
Both are cardiology experts. Senior Jin and Teacher Fu seem to have entirely different personalities. Teacher Fu is as silent as a speechless stone. Senior Jin is more like Sun Wukong breaking out from a rock.
Tap-tap-tap, Jin Tianyu’s footsteps left the ergency departnt without stopping for a mont.
Yu Xuexian was so exasperated at the scene that he tugged at his collar to catch his breath.
Who says all internal dicine doctors are refined? People like Jin Tianyu definitely aren’t. Precisely because of this, the eighth-year class can never unite; historically, they’ve never had a single gathering. Everyone is such a Da Niu that they can’t stand each other.
"Take your ti eating," Yue Wentong said, standing beside several classmates, and especially to Student Xie, "The surgery won’t end that quickly."
Hearing the class monitor’s words, this surgery likely isn’t easy. Xie Wanying and the other two classmates looked at the class monitor, waiting for an explanation.
Yue Wentong sat down and began to tell them what he knew about the patient’s situation while they ate: "It’s a fifty-six-year-old male patient, who is sowhat overweight. He underwent a PCI a few months ago."
PCI, the academic na is Percutaneous Coronary Intervention. The layman’s term doctors use is cardiovascular intervention surgery.
"Did they put in a stent? How co it’s narrowed again after a few months with a stent?" Feng Yicong found sothing unbelievable in this dical history.
Yue Wentong’s calm gaze was ant to tell him not to rush. For so reason, it seems that the internal dicine students in his class are more anxious than the surgical students. Look at the two surgical students here, not a trace of anxiety on their faces.
After being admonished by the class monitor’s glance, Feng Yicong brought his hand to his mouth to zip it shut, closing it tightly.
The class monitor continued, "Reportedly, they placed one stent. The patient was rushed to the ergency, and his previous dical records weren’t brought."
"Is he a patient from out of town?" Pan Shihua asked.
Sherlock Hols Student Pan showed his prowess once again, hitting the mark.
"Yes, he owns a company. His ho isn’t here; he underwent the procedure at a local hospital in his hotown, and he had another heart attack while in the Capital for business. He was very shocked," Yue Wentong said.
"Since he did it locally and he’s a company owner, not short of money, it suggests that the hospital where he did the surgery previously should have a good reputation," Student Pan further deduced.
Yue Wentong glanced at him: Whoa, what’s with this classmate? We only knew he was famous for being gentle, didn’t realize he spoke like a prophet.
"Isn’t it so?" Puzzled by the class monitor’s gaze, Pan Shihua explained, "People with money generally go to Capital Guozhi for cardiovascular interventions."
Guozhi’s technique in this area ranks first in the country, attracting countless patients by reputation. Those with money can easily get a scalped ticket for hospital consultations, unlike workers who have difficulty taking ti off to fly to the Capital for treatnt, travel and dical expenses aren’t an issue.
Unless, as Student Pan said, the local major hospital is also quite famous, or perhaps the patient knows a renowned local doctor and doesn’t feel the need to co to Guozhi. Seeking dical treatnt in another place generally involves the problem of unfamiliarity, needing to establish connections, which can be troubleso, and subsequent follow-ups are equally problematic.
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