The senior who came in had a low and steady voice, and sounded like he was older. Xie Wanying turned her head and saw the speaker.
The dim light in the cabin revealed a face that was about the same age as her Senior Brother Huang. The two mandibular angles of her face were square, and her skin was not as fair as that of Senior Brother Huang. She looked like a tough and handsome tiger. The work sign hanging on her face said that she was a primary care physician.
, due to his young age, he was probably an attending physician who had just been promoted. Looking at the other person’s job badge again, Xie Wanying’s eyelids blinked: Huh? Did she read that right?
Surgery? Guozhi’s cardiothoracic surgery?
120 notified Guozhi, and Guozhi sent a surgeon?
What is this situation? According to common sense, such two patients will be treated by a physician first.
When she was wondering, Shi Lei's dark gray eyes were rolling around her body, including the simple respirator she was holding for artificial ventilation for the patient, and there was a faint hint of strangeness in his eyes.
Xie Wanying felt that this surgical senior she had never met before was different from the Professor Han Yongnian she met last time. Professor Han Yongnian had no idea who she was, while the eyes of Dr. Shi Lei seemed to know who she was but not
Like she knows who she is.
Who might have mentioned her identity to this senior? Was it Senior Brother Shen?
(I thought wrong, classmate Xie, it’s Mr. Zhang.)
Approaching the patient, since the patient was on artificial ventilation, Shi Lei squatted down and first reached out to feel whether the patient's carotid artery was pulsating.
Xie Wanying reported the patient's condition to the treating teacher: "Acute heart failure, symptoms of cardiogenic shock just now."
The shock patient's problem was more serious. He took out the stethoscope from the pocket of his white coat and put it on. Shi Lei asked her: "She is a hypothyroid patient. Is it because her heart rate is slow?"
The teacher wanted to ask her how she came to the conclusion of hypothyroidism. Xie Wanying answered her own thinking: "Their family lives in an iodine-deficient area."
This answer made Shi Lei's hand pause.
Sophisticated, very sophisticated. Most young medical students would not have this kind of thinking to think about where the patient comes from and whether it belongs to an epidemic area. It can be said that her answer exceeded his original expectations for this person.
The nurse from Guozhi came over and said to Xie Wanying: "I'll do it."
I know she is also busy.
Xie Wanying carefully handed the simple respirator to the other party, and at the same time, just like teaching Lu Xin, she guided the other party hand in hand to sense the patient's respiratory rate.
Lu Xin, who just happened to run back to get the first aid supplies, saw this scene and said to her colleague: "Be careful and follow her movements, otherwise, the patient will be hypoxic again."
Is it so magical? The nurses in Guozhi don't really believe in this evil.
Lu Xin rolled her eyes, she had finished her reminder anyway.
After handing over the patient at hand to her senior, Xie Wanying got up and went to help Lu Xin get her things.
The nurse from Guozhi held the breathing air bag and pressed and released it. Just like Lu Xin's original thought, she didn't take the breathing rhythm seriously. After a while, the air that came in was wrong, and the patient became irritable.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The family members called someone nearby.
The nurse in Guozhi was a little panicked, what was going on?
Look, she already knew that the other party was about to overturn. Lu Xin shrugged to Xie Wanying and said: Do we need to go back and help them?
No, there are seniors here. Xie Wanying is very confident about Guozhi's seniors. She has seen Mr. Zhang's skills with her own eyes, they are really amazing.