Wang Mo took off his white coat, threw it on his table, and said with a sneer: "Okay, I just want to take a break and take a good look at Director Zhang's skills."
Zhang Xiaohui, who was eavesdropping outside the door, was looked at by Wang Mo who came out. Wang Mo ignored her and went back to his room.
Starting from the next day, Wang Mo didn't go to work. He just read books in the room. When he was tired, he went out for a walk. He hasn't had a good stroll since he came to the brigade!
Although there is nothing to visit in the county town at this time, let alone the brigade, there are more people than in the village, so going out to see it has a different flavor.
Wang Mo went out early in the morning. Just after Wang Mo left, a patient with a high fever came to the health center.
The patient originally heard that there was a doctor with good medical skills here, so he came to see him. However, after he came, the doctor who treated him was different from the doctor described by others.
But why do you care so much about patients? He heard that the doctor was a young man. Seeing that Director Zhang was much older and wearing glasses, he looked very educated, so he gave Director Zhang a
When he sees a doctor, the patient doesn't feel anything is wrong.
After examination, Director Zhang determined that the patient had a high fever and gave the patient an injection of fever-reducing medicine.
Director Zhang believed that as long as he had a high fever, he would be fine after just one injection. However, he did not know that there are many types of high fevers, such as viral infection, wound inflammation, bacterial infection, etc., but the most common ones are viral infection, wound inflammation, and bacterial infection.
Another way is that if the balance in the human body is destroyed, high fever will occur, and this kind of fever-reducing medicine is not easy to use.
After a shot of antipyretic medicine was taken, the patient broke into a profuse sweat, and the corresponding high fever also subsided. This made Director Zhang next to him very proud. Seeing the patient's grateful look on his face, he immediately had Wang Wang again.
The kind of mentality I had before I came.
After sending the patient away, Director Zhang said to Zhang Xiaohui arrogantly: "You see, even without Wang Mo, the patient would still be cured, and he is nothing special."
Zhang Xiaohui could only agree and said: "Yes, you are still awesome!"
But in her heart, Zhang Xiaohui disagrees. What's there to say about a patient with a high fever? Even without him, he can do it himself. If he has the ability, he can just do the same surgery as Dr. Wang?
Director Zhang returned to the office by himself, drinking tea. It was really comfortable to live without Wang Mo.
Just when Director Zhang was lusting after, the door was pushed open by Zhang Xiaohui forcefully.
Zhang Xiaohui said anxiously: "So, the patient just now is back again, and he has a fever again, and it is worse than when he first came here."
Zhang Xiaohui's words immediately made Director Zhang feel nervous, and he hurried to the ward.
I saw that the patient just now had a high fever again, and his face was pale, and he was already lying on the hospital bed.
"Doctor, please save our family. They were fine when we left just now, but they died before we walked very far." The family member said anxiously, pulling on Director Zhang's clothes.
Director Zhang did not dare to neglect. He stepped forward to check, but how could he possibly check it out based on his experience?
Director Zhang couldn't figure out what the disease was after a long examination. It was very different from other fever patients he encountered. They were cold and hot for a while, and they also suffered from vomiting and diarrhea.
At this time, Zhang Xiaohui, who was standing next to him, saw that the patient had lost consciousness, so he hurriedly said: "Director, please think of a way quickly, he is playing tricks."
Director Zhang was also desperate and had no choice but to give the patient another antipyretic medicine, but it didn't work after waiting for a while.
Moreover, after such a long time, the patient's condition became very serious, and his family members were so anxious that they were walking around on the ground. They could only hold their husband's hand helplessly and cry.
Director Zhang also looked helpless. Zhang Xiaohui said at this time: "Director, would you like to call Dr. Wang here to take a look?"
But after hearing this, Director Zhang was still a little hesitant. At first, he refused to let him treat the patient. Now that he has a difficult patient, he asked him to ask him where to put his old face.
Seeing that Director Zhang looked troubled and didn't say anything, Zhang Xiaohui looked at the patient again, gritted her teeth and ran out in a hurry.
Of course Director Zhang knew that she was going to find Wang Mo, but he didn't stop her. Maybe it was his last bit of conscience that kept him from ignoring death. Maybe Wang Mo had a way?
Wang Mo happened to stroll to the door at this time and saw Zhang Xiaohui running out in a hurry.
As soon as Zhang Xiaohui saw Wang Mo, she hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him to the ward. As she ran, she said, "There is a patient who is dying. Go and have a look."
Originally Wang Mo was pulled by her and almost fell down, but after hearing Zhang Xiaohui's words, he ran faster than Zhang Xiaohui.
After Wang Mo ran to the ward, he saw Director Zhang standing there at a loss. When Wang Mo came, Director Zhang did not speak.
Wang Mo ignored him and stepped forward to pull away the family members and began to check. When the family members saw another doctor coming, they looked at Wang Mo expectantly as if they had found a life-saving straw.
At this time, the patient has lost consciousness, and after the previous shaking, he no longer has a high fever. At this time, it is like the twelfth lunar month in winter, and he can't stop shivering from the cold.
You must know that it is almost summer at this time. Although it has not yet reached the hottest months of August and September, the temperature outside is still very warm, let alone inside the house.
After some inspections, Wang Mo had a guess in his mind, but he did not dare to make a decision easily.
Wang Mo and Zhang Xiaohui behind him said: "Go and get a cloth bag from my room. There is a silver needle in it."
When Zhang Xiaohui went to get something, Wang Mo had already begun to unbutton the patient's shirt and disinfected him with alcohol.
Zhang Xiaohui brought something after a while. After Wang Mo took it, he took out the silver needle and put it in the alcohol that he had just taken out.
After a while, the patient's body was covered with silver needles, but in Wang Mo's eyes, the patient did not get better, but the condition was somewhat under control, at least it was done.
The other three people in the room saw that Wang Mo just injected some needles into the patient and then controlled the patient's movements. They all looked like they had never seen the world, especially Director Zhang. In the past, he thought that Chinese medicine was all about medicine.
The dregs left over from the past are like those who made alchemy and drew talismans, making a living by deceiving people.
Seeing Wang Mo's operation with his own eyes, Director Zhang knew that he had been wrong. Even Western medicine did not have such a quick effect.
Wang Mo was not as optimistic as some of them. Through the experimental treatment just now, Wang Mo was able to confirm that it was malaria infection.
In the tropical rainforest, this disease is equivalent to a terminal illness. Even in later generations, it is an infectious disease with a high mortality rate. It has not been completely removed from the list of infectious diseases that harm humans.