Chen Mu helplessly said, "The surgery I’m talking about is common in ophthalmology."
"Within the entire system, ophthalmology and dentistry are relatively independent."
"Basically, apart from inter-departnt consultations, it’s very difficult for doctors like you, who study internal dicine and surgery, to hear about such cases. It’s normal that you’re not very familiar with them. After hearing about it today, you’ll understand next ti."
Listening to Chen Mu’s voice.
There were still one or two people in white coats who were a bit unconvinced.
They pursued Chen Mu, asking, "Dr. Chen, since it’s an uncommon case, how do you know about it?!"
"Is the scope of traditional Chinese dicine so broad?"
Chen Mu, uncharacteristically.
He paused for a mont, "Is it possible that it’s not my broad knowledge, but rather that I’ve encountered too many patients before..."
"Previously, I encountered a patient with very severe tear incontinence, and during the later inter-departnt consultations, my ophthalmology colleagues suggested surgery."
Chen Mu was just explaining to the dical interns why he was familiar with such surgery.
But invisibly.
He gave the patient on the bed great hope.
After typing, the patient looked at Chen Mu with hope, patting him, "Dr. Chen, if I undergo surgery, will my condition really improve?"
Chen Mu frowned, shook his head, "Sorry, this situation may require a visit to the hospital’s ophthalmology departnt. I can’t give you an accurate answer."
"But back then, a doctor once said that so cases of tear incontinence might be caused by a blocked tear gland, and only more specialized doctors can give you a detailed explanation."
"After a while, when you feel a bit more stable, should I get you a School Hospital Referral Form?"
The patient hadn’t responded yet.
A white coat, who previously disliked the patient, already eagerly raised their hand, "Dr. Chen, can I take her to the hospital and be her accompanying doctor?"
Chen Mu didn’t imdiately answer the white coat.
Instead, he looked at the patient.
After confirming that the patient had no objection, he nodded and said, "Feasible."
"But..."
Chen Mu gave the other person a deep look.
He continued, "Before going to the hospital, rember to change out of your white coat. If you wear your white coat in the hospital, other patients will assu you’re dical staff, which could easily cause unnecessary trouble for the hospital."
The white coat nodded, "Dr. Chen, I understand. I will be careful."
Chen Mu gave a couple more instructions.
He turned around and was about to leave.
With a slight turn of his head, he suddenly saw from another direction in the observation room, there were other patients on an intravenous drip.
He looked at the drip bottle, and it was Azithromycin.
He roughly estimated the flow rate.
This patient had been on it for nearly two hours.
Although the patient was lying on the bed asleep, they were frowning and unconsciously letting out small groans.
This wasn’t normal.
Under normal circumstances.
Only when patients feel uncomfortable do they groan during a drip.
Thinking like this.
Chen Mu did not control his steps, quickly walking towards the patient in the bed.
"Student..."
Before he finished speaking.
Chen Mu saw the main reason for the patient’s discomfort.
Because it’s sumr.
Although the male student was still asleep, his veins, from the forearm to his arm, seed slightly swollen.
"Ah!"
Seeing this scene, Bingbing behind Chen Mu couldn’t help but exclaim.
She cautiously glanced at Chen Mu.
Then quietly asked, "Dr. Chen, is this patient experiencing rolling veins?"
After a quick observation of the patient’s arm.
Chen Mu shook his head and said, "It’s not rolling veins; it’s an issue with the drip rate. Azithromycin itself can irritate the veins, stimulating the blood vessels."
Bingbing clicked her tongue, "So veins can be stimulated?"
It really is...
Today, I also learned sothing new from Dr. Chen!
Thinking this, Bingbing’s eyes never left the patient, "Since it’s an issue with the drip rate, can’t it be adjusted? I rember the drip rate can be adjusted."
Saying this.
Bingbing wanted to help the fragile college student in the bed.
She reached out, attempting to touch the roller on the drip line.
Before she touched the roller, Chen Mu grabbed her hand.
Chen Mu frowned, "No, you can’t adjust the drip rate."
Bingbing was puzzled, "Why not?"
Chen Mu: "Azithromycin has special requirents. This 500 ml of Azithromycin this student is on usually needs to be finished within three hours."
"You might think you’re helping him, but in reality, you’re lowering the effectiveness of the dication."
Bingbing, feeling a bit guilty, withdrew her hand.
She silently warned herself that, in the future, in the school hospital, she shouldn’t intervene in things she didn’t understand.
Though she knew herself.
Her intentions were good, but if she unwittingly caused trouble, wouldn’t that be creating a problem?
"It might lower the effectiveness of the dication, but he’s been on it for more than two hours. Even if you slowed the flow rate, it wouldn’t significantly decrease the effectiveness."
Watching Bingbing’s silent deanor, Chen Mu helplessly shook his head.
He pointed upwards, towards the school clinic: "Reporter Su, can you help with sothing?"
Bingbing, feeling guilty about almost causing trouble earlier, felt a bit surprised at Chen Mu’s words.
She was surprised that she imdiately had an opportunity to "atone."
Bingbing eagerly looked at Chen Mu, "Dr. Chen, as long as it’s sothing I can help with, I’ll do it without hesitation!"
"Reporter Su... it’s just asking you to get a heating pad, not sothing so severe as risking your life..." Chen Mu said, his lips twitching.
"Oh, a heating pad." Feeling a bit embarrassed, Bingbing couldn’t help making small movents.
She glanced in Chen Mu’s direction.
Before Chen Mu could glance over again, she quickly averted her gaze.
"I’ll go get it now."
Bingbing ran to the observation room’s door, suddenly stopped, and returned.
A bit embarrassed, she said, "Dr. Chen, you haven’t told where the heating pads are..."
Chen Mu sighed, "In the cabinet where I keep instant noodles, there’s a small cardboard box inside with heating pads. Each pack contains ten pieces. Just bring down ten as they might be useful later on."
"Oh, okay, Dr. Chen."
This ti Bingbing didn’t pause and quickly ran out.
—
"Will swollen veins from a drip cause any harm? Dr. Chen’s initial expression seed quite serious?"
"It might lead to phlebitis."
"Hai City is so hot, is Dr. Chen specifically asking his wife to get a heating pad to keep her busy, out of guilt?"
"???"
"The comnts made laugh. I know everyone likes Bingbing, but isn’t that idea too outlandish???"
"Dr. Chen asking Bingbing to get a heating pad is probably to apply it warmly to the patient’s veins, temporarily relieving the patient’s pain..."
"..."
User Comments
0 comments from readers