But these are just speculations, and Zhou Congwen is not sure if it is true. After smoking, he glanced at the patient on the 120 ambulance and walked back to the emergency department.

There were people coming and going in the corridor, and the female student's crying pain gradually weakened. I don't know if it was the three Du Lengding who worked or as Zhou Congwen said, he gradually healed himself.

Suddenly, the chaotic sound in the corridor disappeared like a tide, from far to near.

Zhou Congwen looked up and saw a group of people walking in.

The leader is an old man in his sixties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a freshly-bodied white suit, and a gentle and gentle look. He is surrounded by a middle-aged man, who is known to Zhou Congwen, who is the director of the Second Hospital of Medical University.

This team of people penetrated the corridors of the emergency department like sharp arrows. The cold and professional atmosphere made the voices of the families of patients around them countless times smaller.

After seeing the patient, everyone entered the briefing classroom of the emergency department.

Academician Chu also made a temporary decision. When he visited the Second Hospital of Medical University, he heard that the emergency department was asking for consultation in the whole hospital, so he followed him to take a look. But after seeing the patient, he said he was just taking a look and he became serious.

The level of the Second Hospital of Medical University is not low, but the patient's condition is a bit special.

In the briefing classroom, the director of the emergency department reported his medical history.

Academician Chu had just had a physical examination and the patient's basic situation was clear. But he frowned and made a differential diagnosis in his heart with difficulty.

"The first doctor to treat you, tell me your opinion." Academician Chu said after hearing the medical history.

Dr. Zou was originally huddled in the corner, and Academician Chu was of high level. He was a big boss who had to be with him even if the president was humble and accompanied him. A young doctor dared not provoke him.

Although Dr. Zou also intended to please him, he still hid in a tactful way in the face of the strange disease that had not been diagnosed, just asking Boss Chu not to see him.

But the tragic thing still came. Academician Chu actually called his own name, and Dr. Zou wanted to cry without tears.

After being embarrassed and silent for more than ten seconds, Dr. Zou felt like many years had passed.

"Tell me whatever you want." Academician Chu said gently, "We are doing consultations for difficult patients. We will not blame you for saying the wrong thing. We will make bold assumptions and be careful to verify."

Dr. Zou had a short circuit in his brain and said subconsciously, "The patient took amoxicillin on his own due to pharyngeal discomfort one week before the onset. The abdominal pain this time occurred 3 days after stopping the medication. It is suspected that antibiotic-related hemorrhagic enteritis..."

"What did you say?" Academician Chu frowned, and a nervous aura was scattered in the air.

"I...I..." Dr. Zou recovered and was startled by what he said.

Before, he had been scolding the little doctor at Jianghai Third People's Hospital in his heart and talking nonsense, but the little doctor gave another plausible explanation.

Dr. Zou had always wanted to refute this theory and viciously humiliated the young doctor from the hospital below. Suddenly, Academician Chu asked a question and said the little doctor in a daze.

Isn’t this asking for death by myself?

As a professional doctor, he talked nonsense in front of the academician, and Dr. Zou already felt that the president's sharp eyes fell on him.

I guess if I can't find a way to make up for it, I will have to be worn as soon as Academician Chu leaves. I will be ruined in this life. Dr. Zou is in pain.

The director of the emergency department next to him saw that he didn't say anything, and quickly pulled his white suit sleeve.

"Teacher Chu... I'm talking nonsense." Dr. Zou defended, "It's a little doctor from another place who is talking nonsense, it has nothing to do with me."

"Huh?" Academician Chu put his hand on the table, tapping the table with his index finger and middle finger gently.

"Teacher Chu, the doctors in our hospital are of high quality and there will be no such nonsense diagnosis." The dean quickly helped explain.

It was so embarrassing, the dean said, while giving Dr. Zou a vicious look.

Antibiotics cause hemorrhagic enteritis, isn’t this a joke!

"Where is that young doctor? Did he come to study? How long have he been in the Department of Gastroenterology?" Academician Chu asked three questions in a row.

"No, it was the doctor from Jianghai Third People's Hospital below to refer the doctor. He didn't have a bed, so he didn't leave. He just saw that he was still sitting outside." Dr. Zou explained.

"Come him." Academician Chu said.

“…”

“…”

“…”

The classroom was quiet, as if everyone had even breathed.

"Go quickly." The dean glared at Dr. Zou and said in a deep voice.

“Oh oh oh.”

"Teacher Chu, don't be angry. The doctor level in grassroots hospitals is very low. You may not have much contact. We have a headache every time we encounter it." The president continued to seek compensation to avoid Academician Chu really thinking that the Second Hospital of Medical University is low and canceling the establishment of the academician workstation.

"The level of grassroots hospitals is low? I think your level is OK." Academician Chu said seriously, "I also suspect that the patient is bleeding enteritis caused by antibiotics, so I am curious why a doctor in a grassroots hospital can give a clear diagnosis."

"..." The dean responded.

This sentence is a bit of a twist, but the meaning is very clear.

It turns out from Academician Chu’s perspective that his own hospital... is also a grassroots hospital, and the director’s heart is sad and he is like a river of sadness.

wrong!

The key point should be that Academician Chu actually thought it was hemorrhagic enteritis caused by antibiotics? The president was stunned.

How is this possible? I have never heard of it. There are many side effects of antibiotics, the most serious one is allergic shock. Antibiotics cause enteritis? It is simply a fantasy.

If this hadn't been spit out of Academician Chu's mouth, the president would have cursed, as if he had always wanted to scold Dr. Zou.

"Wait for him to come and listen to his opinion." Academician Chu looked at the door and casually told the dean.

"Dongdongdongdongdong~" a knock on the door sounded.

Then Dr. Zou pushed open the door, Zhou Congwen walked in, following Liu Xiaobie behind him.

"You are..." Academician Chu asked in a long voice.

"Hello Academician Chu, I am Zhou Congwen, a cardiothoracic surgeon at Jianghai Third People's Hospital." Zhou Congwen said calmly.

In the last life, I fought with Academician Chu's disciples and almost got my brain out.

But at this moment, I saw a big boss in my previous life and felt a little confused.

Academician Chu smiled slightly. It’s so good to be young, and the doctor’s attitude is neither humble nor arrogant, which is interesting.

He nodded and said lightly, "Doctor Zhou, tell me about your judgment of the patient."

"Antibiotic-related hemorrhagic enteritis is a rare disease. Foreign literature has been reported as early as the 1970s and 1980s, but it has rarely been reported in China."
Chapter completed!