For Yunheng, the situation at the door of the clinic did not affect his consultation. After watching the last patient leave, Yunheng then started to call the next patient.

For a guy who feels that chatting with Qu Tongwen, the master of traditional Chinese medicine, and Zhang Bowen, the deputy inspector of the provincial department, will affect his diagnosis, let alone a few more people talking at the door of the clinic, even a group of people fighting may not cause him too much anxiety.

interest.

Of course, if there is a fight, Yun Heng may think slightly about whether there will be a few more trauma patients. If it is more serious, there may be a chance to practice on bone injuries. Of course, if it is more serious, then just

It can be sent to the emergency department of another hospital or directly to the crematorium.

The next patient who came in was a woman in her late forties, and she was accompanied by the patient's husband.

"Sit down!"

Yun Heng greeted him very politely. The man helped the woman sit down on the stool. Yun Heng observed and asked, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Dr. Yun, this was an examination done in another hospital."

The patient's husband hurriedly handed a bag to Yunheng. Yunheng took the bag and took out a thick stack of examination reports and medical records.

"epilepsy?"

Yunheng looked at the hospital's diagnosis results and asked.

"Um."

The woman nodded, not daring to look at Yun Heng.

Epilepsy patients are usually classified as mentally ill by most people in daily life. Although epilepsy is not a mental illness, epilepsy patients are more severely discriminated against in normal life than mentally ill patients.

Patients with epilepsy have somewhat of an inferiority complex, and they are the kind of people that ordinary people are generally unwilling to interact with and are not very willing to provoke.

After all, you don't know when the other person will suddenly become ill. If you are blackmailed, it will be a big trouble.

The biggest difference between patients with epilepsy and patients with mental illness is that most patients with epilepsy are conscious and clear-headed when they are not experiencing symptoms, and are no different from normal people. However, it is precisely because patients with epilepsy are no different from normal people when they are not experiencing symptoms

There is not much difference between people, but they have to endure greater psychological pressure than mentally ill patients.

"epilepsy?"

Qin Dajiang glanced at the door of the consulting room and was about to leave, but suddenly he heard Yun Heng's question to the patient.

Epilepsy patients actually come to such a community hospital for medical treatment?

Epilepsy is a very complex disease, and modern medicine has not fully understood the cause of this disease.

This kind of disease is encountered in their district hospitals, and most people recommend going to a specialized epilepsy hospital or a specialized epilepsy department of a tertiary hospital for treatment. A community-level medical and health center unexpectedly came to an epilepsy patient, which made Qin Dajiang a little bit

Surprised.

What surprised Qin Dajiang even more was Yunheng's attitude.

The young doctor did not immediately suggest that the patient go to a specialized epilepsy hospital or epilepsy department. Instead, he continued to read the patient's examination report and medical records very seriously.

Yunheng graduated with a major in integrated traditional Chinese and Western medicine. Although he does not have rich clinical experience in Western medicine, Yunheng can still understand Western medicine examination reports and orders.

Judging from the medical records, the patient suddenly developed weakness in his right upper limb and impaired voluntary movement two years ago. He recovered quickly, and then similar symptoms began to occur many times.

I had an examination at the city's No. 1 Hospital and the electroencephalogram confirmed that I was epilepsy. I took a variety of drugs such as aniline and inna, but the effect was not obvious, and there was a tendency for seizures to become more frequent. In the past month, I had almost one to two seizures every day.

During the attack, the patient loses voluntary control of his limbs, cannot move, is accompanied by speech impairment, and occasionally suffers from syncope. The syncope will resolve on its own within about three minutes.

The inspection report also included an electroencephalogram examination from the city's epilepsy hospital a week ago. The electroencephalogram examination showed "paroxysmal slow waves."

"Still there?"

Xu Bo came back from collecting water from the infusion room opposite, smiled and greeted Tian Zengming again, without saying much, entered the consulting room, put Yun Heng's water cup opposite Yun Heng, and then sat down on his own

in position.

"Xiao Tian, ​​this is your classmate who went in just now. Where is the one inside?"

Qin Dajiang asked Tian Zengming.

"They are also my classmates, and we had the same tutor when we were in graduate school." Tian Zengming said.

"You just graduated last year?"

Tang Weifeng glanced at Yun Heng, who was still looking at the patient's medical records and examination reports very seriously, and said with disdain: "Pretending."

As a recent graduate, do you know what epilepsy is?

Do you know the cause of this disease?

He looked at it so carefully.

I guess after reading this, I will tell patients that if your situation is serious, you should go to a specialized epilepsy hospital.

Tian Zengming smiled and said nothing.

Tang Weifeng will regret his mouth sooner or later.

"I see your report. The most recent one was last week. I was in the city epilepsy hospital. Why didn't you continue the treatment?"

After reading the patient's examination report and medical records, Yunheng put the list aside and asked politely.

"Dr. Yun, we have been seeing you in the city hospital for several months, but the condition has been getting worse. Before, it was once every two or three days, but now it is once or twice a day. We have also heard people say that you can see the various symptoms here.

I can treat difficult and complicated diseases better, so I made a special trip here."

The patient's husband said hurriedly.

"laugh!"

Tang Weifeng at the door couldn't help but sneer.

Are you still coming here because of the reputation and having difficult and complicated diseases?

It just makes me laugh to death.

"Xu Bo, close the clinic door."

Yun Heng glanced at the door and said to Xu Bo.

"Okay, Teacher Yun."

Xu Bo responded, stood up and closed the door of the consulting room. When he closed the door, Xu Bo deliberately smiled at the door.

"bump!"

Then the door was closed, and Qin Dajiang and his group could no longer see what was going on inside or hear the sounds inside.

"this......"

Tang Weifeng pointed at the closed door and complained to Qin Dajiang: "Director Qin, look at it, look at it, it makes no sense. I already know your identity, but you still do it?"

"Shut up!"

Qin Dajiang glared at Tang Weifeng and said sternly: "Tang Weifeng, if you don't know what is good and what is good, and you still can't recognize yourself, then go back to where you came from. I don't need you here."

Is this guy a fool, or does he think Qin Dajiang is a fool?

Knowing Xu Bo's identity, how could he, Qin Dajiang, casually look for trouble here before he understood the situation?

Although he only joined Xihua Hospital as a junior doctor last year, the things here are evil.

"Hey, Director Qin!"

Qi Yaping walked in from the outside, glanced at the Chinese medicine clinic, and hurriedly greeted: "I was just wondering why I didn't see you people. I didn't expect you to have already come in."

"Director Qi."

Qin Dajiang hurriedly stepped forward and greeted Qi Yaping.

"I just had something to do and I went out for a while."

Qi Yaping explained with a smile and said, "Director Qin, let's talk upstairs first. The first floor is a small place."

"good."

Qin Dajiang nodded, followed Qi Yaping upstairs, and asked: "Director Qi, do we only have these three clinics on the first floor?"

He just walked around and looked at all three clinics, but Qin Dajiang didn't find anyone who looked like Mr. Qu Tongwen's student.

"Oh, there are four clinics on the first floor, and there is another one at the back."

Qi Yaping said with a smile: "The vaccination room has been moved up to the second floor now, and there are no doctors available for the time being."

"No one is sitting on the second floor for consultation. Is there a consultation room behind the first floor?"
Chapter completed!