I thought she just read a paper to show off, but hey, she actually has detailed steps for the next step. It seems that she is not the kind of person who only talks about things in the air.
Fang Xueqing blinked.
Doctor Ma couldn't wait any longer. It's not difficult to draw a blood gas analysis for the patient. It just so happened that the patient's irritability seemed to be due to hypoxia, so it was time for a blood gas analysis. If you don't doubt this, you can check it. Without further ado,
Dr. Ma quickly pulled out his pen and ordered the nurse to draw blood for an urgent check-up on the patient.
The results of blood gas analysis can take up to ten minutes at the earliest.
Fang Xueqing thought clearly at this time, and said to Dr. Ma: "Send the patient to have a CT scan, and do a full scan of the brain, heart, lungs, and digestive tract to see what's going on. This will give an explanation to the patient and the patient's family."
It was necessary to be conservative in case there was an emergency and not be noticed. Once the patient died, the doctors would have a hard time explaining it. Mainly because of the pulmonary embolism that Xie Wanying mentioned, the two doctors from Beidu felt that the patient needed to be nervous about the situation.
"Teacher Fang, Teacher Lu's medical records." Xie Wanying reminded the teacher below that the National Association was also anxious to treat Teacher Lu.
Fang Xueqing got up, took the two of them to her office, and handed them the outpatient medical records saved on behalf of the patient. Speaking of Teacher Lu's inpatient medical records, Fang Xueqing remembered and said, "I seemed to have borrowed the medical records from the medical record room before.
, take it to ask our doctor from the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department. Otherwise, I will take you to the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of our hospital to ask."
If you have the opportunity, you must seize it. Xie Wanying and Song Xuelin agreed. The three of them rushed to the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department of Beidu No. 1 Hospital.
"Doctor Wang." Fang Xueqing called a colleague.
The male doctor in his forties wearing glasses turned around, greeted Fang Xueqing and said, "Hello, Professor Fang."
"Last time I showed you my classmate's medical records." Fang Xueqing walked to him and whispered, "Are the medical records with you now?"
"yes."
"Can you give it to me now?"
"Are you going to take it back?" Dr. Wang asked.
Fang Xueqing suddenly remembered how she could not tell the other party that the patient did not choose to be hospitalized in Beidu Surgery.
Dr. Wang saw the expression on her face and said, "The patient has found another hospital, right? I felt strange when I saw the medical records, as I told you."
"Yes, she said it herself. She said it was not convenient to live in the National Association."
"Has she decided to return to the National Association of Hospitals now?" Dr. Wang held his glasses and nodded in understanding, "After all, this is the hospital of his own unit."
"That being said, I am quite worried about her. The technology of our hospital is not bad." Fang Xueqing is very confident in the technical level of her hospital.
In this regard, Dr. Wang also said: "It is sometimes a good thing to let someone who is too familiar with you treat your illness. In fact, there is no difference between doing surgery in Guoxiang and doing surgery in our hospital. The two hospitals have great technical skills in this surgery.
It’s pretty much the same.”
Fang Xueqing was worried that her classmate might be sick and confused and make some wrong decisions.
Xie Wanying didn’t want them to misunderstand Teacher Lu, so she made it clear to them: “Teacher Lu finally chose our National Association based on technical issues with the surgery.”
What? Fang Xueqing and Dr. Wang turned back and looked at her.
A question flashed across Dr. Wang's glasses: "Who is she?"
