Not too bad?
Listening to Xia Zhengchang’s sigh.
Chen Mu’s state wasn’t too good.
He felt quite helpless, not knowing how to even start complaining.
The patient was ill.
The patient himself said that just being ill was not too bad.
Chen Mu: "..."
Sitting there silently for half a minute.
He didn’t know what to say at all.
After adjusting his helpless mood.
Chen Mu turned to look at the group of white coats behind him.
At present.
Soone took the initiative to step forward and take the patient’s pulse.
The intern studying modern dicine eagerly leaned forward, asking the patient: "Excuse , after waking up breathless, is there a way to relieve it yourself?"
Before the intern’s words even landed.
The patient’s family mber who ca along could not help but frown.
Speaking in an unfriendly tone: "We are here to find a doctor for a solution."
The intern was taken aback.
Instinctively.
He helplessly looked at Chen Mu beside him.
Seeing this scene.
Chen Mu couldn’t help but sigh.
The situation the intern was in was actually very common.
Doctors see patients.
Many tis, it’s not just about treating the illness, but also dealing with the patients and their families.
This group varies widely.
There are those with good tempers, and those with bad ones.
The kind of thing the patient’s family mber said, for an intern who hasn’t experienced the real world, might seem outrageous.
But for clinical doctors.
They’re used to all sorts of odd situations; the patient’s family in this case could even be considered quite reasonable.
Seeing the intern dumbfounded.
Chen Mu just sat there with a smile, showing no intention to assist.
In the end, the intern looked at the patient’s family, and earnestly explained: "My idea of relief might not be the sa as yours."
The family mber kept frowning.
This ti the intern was quick to learn, speaking rapidly before the family mber could: "In your opinion, relief might be the doctor prescribing dication to the patient."
He understood clearly.
If given enough ti, his words could be misinterpreted by the family mber.
"My idea of relief is a change of position."
Hearing the intern’s explanation.
The family mber was also taken aback.
Even though she considered herself well-educated, she still didn’t quite grasp what the intern ant.
It was Xia Zhengchang who understood.
Nodding with so excitent, "This young doctor is quite capable, guessing rightly that I do have a way to ease breathing difficulties."
Huh?
The family mber looked disbelievingly at Xia Zhengchang.
With a friendly smile, Xia Zhengchang continued: "Many nights, when I wake up breathless and sit up, I can ease the issue."
Seeing that the communication was smooth, the intern subconsciously relaxed.
His expression beca increasingly serious.
He continued to inquire: "Has the situation worsened? Is there difficulty breathing when lying flat?"
Xia Zhengchang: "You’re truly a wizard doctor!"
The intern felt a bit embarrassed.
Then.
He turned to look at Chen Mu.
eting his eyes, Chen Mu rolled his eyes, "Why are you looking at ? You’re the one questioning the patient, keep asking!"
"Oh, oh..." The intern felt sowhat downcast.
He turned to the patient: "Have you had a physical examination in the past year, how are the heart or lungs?"
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"I really can’t understand, this intern is the one stepping up to question, why does he keep looking at Dr. Chen?"
"By the look on the patient’s family’s face, they’re already a bit dissatisfied."
"What’s there to be dissatisfied about? Didn’t Dr. Chen say beforehand that patients co to let him practice, and they’d only resort to the interns’ ntor if it can’t be resolved?"
"So patients’ conditions aren’t so severe, they don’t need an expert, so naturally not everyone can consult their teacher online..."
"As a clinical dog, let explain, frequently looking to Dr. Chen is to confirm the correctness of their questioning process."
"Questioning process? Haha... That’s a big mistake..."
"..."
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Xia Zhengchang shook his head: "A few years ago, my daughter graduated from college, and I happened to be laid off. I counted my bank savings, and although it wasn’t much, it was enough for retirent."
"So I retired myself, paid for flexible employnt, and stopped going to work."
Uh...
The intern was taken aback, "Patient, I’m not asking about your job situation, but whether you’ve had a physical examination in the past year."
Before Xia Zhengchang could speak.
Chen Mu sighed again from behind him, "The patient ans that not only this year, but in recent years, he hasn’t had a physical examination."
As Chen Mu spoke.
The patient nodded frantically on the other side.
And the intern conducting the questioning was dumbfounded.
Sowhat confused, he looked at Chen Mu: "Dr. Chen, how did you deduce that?"
Chen Mu: "Generally, people at work have an annual company physical examination. After you asked, he voluntarily ntioned his unemploynt, implying he no longer has a company’s free physicals, so in recent years, he hasn’t had any."
Many patients are like this.
Full of desire to share.
When faced with a doctor’s question, they don’t answer directly but explain their condition as they answer.
In these two short days of interaction.
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