Chapter 5 0005 Weekend (please collect, comment, recommend, monthly vote, invest)

On Saturday morning, the warm morning sun shone into the bedroom, and the urge to urinate came over. Huang Su rubbed his head suffering from alcoholism syndrome, opened the door and walked to the bathroom.

Yesterday, while eating hot pot and drinking wine with Mutu, I accidentally knocked him down again.

The dormitory where Huang Su lives has a standard layout of two bedrooms and one living room. The kitchen and bathroom appliances are all brand new. The living room is not only equipped with a dining table, sofa, and TV, but also a treadmill for exercise.

This is the only two-person staff dormitory in the city hospital dormitory building.

In order to value talents, the city hospital allocated this dormitory to two masters, Huang Su and Mutu.

On the balcony, Mutu, who was jogging on the treadmill while listening to music, saw Huang Su saying, "On the dining table, there is the glutinous rice I just bought."

Lunzi, a specialty food of Mongolia, is also one of the favorite foods of Mongolian brothers and sisters.

The specific method is to add flour, sugar, and warm water to form a dough, roll it into a dough, cut it into long strips, and fry it in mutton oil until brown.

After washing his face and brushing his teeth, Huang Su walked out of the bathroom and sat down, making himself a bowl of milk tea.

Eat a bite of sweet and crispy glutinous rice, drink a sip of milk tea with rich milk fragrance, and watch Mu Tu sweating on the treadmill.

Yesterday I drank more than myself, but when I woke up in the morning, I looked like a normal person.

Animal! Animal! What a big animal!

The family building of the grassland government agency compound.

That day, Risong's father opened the door and saw his son reading for the first time in the morning. He looked at the sun outside the window and asked curiously: "Strange, the sun didn't rise from the west today. It's a day off."

Instead of going out to see Hui Yatou, you read medical books at home."

That day, Song Song put down the Shennong's Herbal Classic in his hand and diligently took the leather bag from his father's hand.

As soon as Narisong's father sat down on the sofa, a cup of hot tea was handed to him. When he looked up, he saw Narisong looking at him with a flattering smile.

After seeing Huang Su's medical skills, Narisong also thought about how to spread the reputation of traditional Chinese medicine to Prairie City.

Because of this matter, Na Risong reluctantly canceled the date with He Hui and stayed at home waiting for his father.·

That day, Risong's father coughed lightly and said, "Tell me, what happened again?"

"Dad, you can't always look at me in the same old light. I am now a man who has a job and a family. I am no longer a child."

That day Risong sat down next to his father with a playful smile, pinched his shoulders and asked: "Dad, will the physical examination for retired veteran cadres start again this year?"

Narisong's father knocked off Narisong's hand and asked in a serious tone: "Why do you ask about this?"

That day Risong leaned forward again and continued to squeeze his shoulders, while saying: "As a medical worker, isn't it my job to care about your work?"

That day, Risong's father warned: "I'm telling you, boy, don't you mess around with me?"

"Dad, you look at people with that old-fashioned eye again. I'm here to share your worries this time. You see, the physical examination every year is the same. Height, weight, and blood pressure. Listen to the heart, lungs, and abdomen. Abdominal color ultrasound to check the five internal organs. Color thyroid ultrasound to check for tumors.

, check the heart rhythm on the electrocardiogram, and check the three highs in the routine. If you are not annoyed, I think the old revolutionaries are annoyed, why not consider our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine!"

That day, Song Duan broke down and told his true purpose.

Prairie City organizes physical examinations for retired senior cadres at the end of each year, and what Narisong is planning now is the physical examination for senior cadres.

That day, Risong's father turned to his son and said with contempt: "Just the three or two kittens from your Traditional Chinese Medicine Department."

"Don't worry about the number of people in the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, as long as they can treat patients."

Hearing his father mocking the Chinese Medicine Department, he had heard such strange words in the city hospital for more than a month, Na Risong retorted with emotion.

"You are still not convinced. Can you prescribe a doctor? Can you, He Huineng, or your new graduate director? Can you do this nonsense? If something goes wrong with an old comrade,

Neither the Veteran Cadre Office, the Health Bureau nor your Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine can afford this responsibility."

That day, Risong's father was criticizing his son, but he was very happy in his heart. His son knew the collective honor and had really grown up.

"That's our director. Two days ago, a critically ill pregnant woman in the obstetrics and gynecology department was cured by our director's four doses of decoction." Na Risong told the story in detail about what happened three days ago.

That day, Risong's father still refused: "This is an isolated case and cannot explain anything. We cannot make fun of the health of veteran cadres."

"If it turns out that this is not an isolated case, can you hand over this physical examination to our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?" Narisong asked.

"If your department of traditional Chinese medicine is really good, I would suggest to the Office of Veteran Cadres that traditional Chinese medicine examination be included in this physical examination," Narisong's father said.

Narisong said: "This is what you said, don't go back on it."

Municipal hospital, morning meeting of obstetrics and gynecology department.

Liu Huiying, director of the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology, said: "Let me report on the status of critical, critical, and new patients yesterday."

Dr. Liang was the first to answer: "Hasqiqige's pregnancy-induced asthma worsened last night, and her condition was temporarily relieved by inhaling albuterol. She has now been transferred to the intensive care unit. It is recommended that she consult a respiratory medicine department."

Salbutamol is a short-acting β2 adrenergic receptor agonist, an asthma treatment drug that can stimulate β2 receptors distributed on airway smooth muscles to produce bronchodilation. This type of drug is a bronchodilator and is used for acute asthma attacks.

The drug of choice, which can quickly relieve symptoms such as dyspnea and cough during acute asthma attacks.

After Liu Huiying nodded in agreement, she continued: "Dr. Yan, tell me about the treatment of your patient with moderate acute suppurative mastitis."

Dr. Yan is a female doctor who looks less than thirty years old. She wears a pair of silver glasses on her fair tapered face. Her cold eyes through the glasses give people a feeling of being far away from others. She is really an intellectual.

The ice beauty also has the same name as her, Yan Bing.

Yan Bing took half a step forward, pushed up his glasses slightly, and said in a unique rhythm: "The patient Baolige had a local puncture and pus extraction on his left breast three days ago, and the redness and swelling reappeared yesterday. I suggest

Conservative treatment with cephalosporin is performed first.”

After speaking, he continued: "Yesterday, a patient with mild acute suppurative mastitis was hospitalized. Chen Ping, female, 27 years old, with red and swollen left breast, body temperature of 39 degrees 2, and white blood cell count of 17*109/L. Breast pumping

The device to drain the milk failed, so the affected area has been compressed with 25% magnesium sulfate moist heat and injected with metronidazole to reduce inflammation."

Liu Huiying nodded to show that she understood, and continued to ask: "Does any doctor have any new reports?"

Seeing that no one was talking, Liu Huiying looked around at the doctors standing in a semicircle and said: "Since no one has anything to report, let me tell you one thing. Next Monday, the doctors from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine will be transferred to the Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology for a month."

Hearing the news announced by the director of the department, all the doctors' faces became ugly. What happened three days ago was still vivid in their minds, especially Dr. Liang's face, which was as cold as a thousand years of ice, and he looked like he would not let strangers in.

Liu Huiying continued to ask: "Which of you will bring three doctors from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine has cured all the patients who cannot be treated by our Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology. How do we have the qualifications to take care of them? Director, what do I mean by the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine? I think our Department of Obstetrics and Gynecology is easy to bully, so they came directly to the door."

." Dr. Liang asked in a strange tone.

Liu Huiying said: "Everyone, please don't be emotional. This is the decision of the director. The hospital has added a Chinese medicine department. Everyone does not know Chinese medicine. This transfer is a process of mutual exchange and familiarity between Chinese and Western medicine."

"Director, let me take care of you." Yan Bing took a small step forward, with a calm face and a calm and concise tone.

Liu Huiying nodded and praised: "Okay, let's leave it to Dr. Yan. Now we are ready for ward rounds."

Under the leadership of Liu Huiying, the resident doctors on duty followed her towards the obstetrics and gynecology ward area.
Chapter completed!