Chapter 277

"Dad, wake up, Dad!" Zhao Rui screamed with panic on her face. I didn't expect that dad was so serious that his heart beat stopped.

Next to the medical staff did not give up, keep pressing Zhao Rui dad's chest for cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

After crushing three ribs, Zhao Rui's father finally recovered his heartbeat, but his breathing was still difficult, and the situation was still very dangerous.

"Dali, I beg you to save my dad. I don't want the money for the bride price. I just want my dad to be better!" Zhao Rui is so anxious that she really has no master.

Wang Dali smiles bitterly. He is not a doctor. What can he do.

"Old monitor, what's the situation?"

At this time, a tall figure suddenly came outside, which was Jiang Beichen. Just now, Wang Dali was very anxious when he called. He locked the door of his home and came to have a look.

"Beichen, why are you here?"

Wang Dali sighed, with a nervous expression on his face. He didn't know how well the father-in-law was going to die.

He's going to get married tomorrow. If the father-in-law wants to make a mistake, I'm afraid the marriage will become a funeral!

"Don't be so nervous. Your father-in-law is just a common lung disease. He can't die!" Jiang Beichen explained faintly that when he first saw Zhao Rui's father, he saw that the other party had lung disease, but the family had a bad attitude at that time, and he didn't bother to meddle in his own business.

"Young people, don't talk nonsense. Just now the patient's heart stopped, and you said you can't die?" At this time, a middle-aged doctor next to him glared.

I don't know what the young man is doing. It's just bullshit.

But he didn't have time to talk to Jiang Beichen at the moment. Instead, he said to his subordinates, "the patient is suspected of acute myocardial infarction. Nitroglycerin is given to him and Suxiao Jiuxin Pill is taken orally."

"No nitroglycerin!" Jiang Beichen shook his head, "the patient is suffering from lung disease, you are using drugs indiscriminately, nitroglycerin affects lung function, this is undoubtedly worse!"

"Young man, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!" The middle-aged doctor quickly scolded: "the patient is now arrhythmia, shock, heart failure, which is obviously the symptom of myocardial infarction! How could it be a lung disease! "

"I say lung disease, that's lung disease!" Jiang Beichen still insists on his view.

Zhao Liqin was stunned.

Do you study medicine?

And you say lung disease is lung disease?

Zhao Liqin himself is the clinical director of the county hospital, if it is lung disease, can he not see it?

The boy is questioning his authority!

"Although his symptoms are similar to those of myocardial infarction, it's actually pneumothorax caused by basic lung diseases. Your diagnosis is too hasty!" Jiangbeichen light said.

"I'm hasty? OK, when we get to the hospital and take a film, we will know who is careless! " Zhao Liqin didn't say well.

"No way, director. I'm afraid the patient's condition can't support the hospital!" The medical staff who was rescuing suddenly cried out that Zhao Rui's father had gradually lost his will, and his heart rate and blood pressure had dropped to the lowest point.

"Get out of the way!"

At this time, Jiang Beichen strode over, took a thick needle from the nurse's first aid kit, and raised it high.

"Young man, what do you want to do?" Zhao Liqin immediately yelled, "if the patient has any mistakes, we are not responsible!"

"Stop it!"

Zhao Rui was so scared that she quickly went up and held Jiang Beichen's arm: "what do you want to do? You're a murderer!"

"If you don't want your father to die, let go!" Jiangbei Chen coldly way, if it is not for the sake of the old monitor, he just lazy tube Zhao Rui dad's life and death.

"You

Zhao Rui wants to say something, and is quickly pulled aside by Wang Dali. Although he doesn't know what Jiang Beichen is going to do, he believes that Jiang Beichen must have his own reason.

Oh!

Jiang Beichen doesn't talk nonsense either. He just inserts the needle into Zhao Rui's right chest. At the same time, Zhao Rui's father sits up and stares at him, gasping for breath.

His face began to soften.

Everyone was stunned.

I didn't expect it was pneumothorax??

All the doctors on the scene have studied clinical medicine and naturally understand pneumothorax. This disease is the most difficult to judge in clinic, unless it can be seen by X-ray B ultrasound.

However, the young man actually made a judgment on the spot, and was able to accurately find the location of the pneumothorax and release the gas remaining in the chest, which was incredible.

"Dad, how do you feel?" Zhao Rui is still a little nervous. She quickly walks over and asks.

"Well, much better. I was suffocated just now!" Zhao Rui's father gasped.

"Have you ever had allergic asthma before?" Jiangbeichen light asked.

Zhao Rui's father quickly nodded, "I had it a few years ago. I thought it was good, but I didn't expect it to happen again!""Well, even if it's pneumothorax, your father's condition is very dangerous now. He needs to go to the hospital for further treatment!" Zhao Liqin expression serious, very responsible said.

The party followed the ambulance to the county hospital. Zhao Rui's father was sent to the intensive care unit for the first time.

Wang Dali was relieved at last, and thumped Jiang Beichen on the chest: "OK, boy, I haven't seen you for several years. I've become a miracle doctor!"

"I studied with the military doctor in the army for two days, but I was just blind!" Jiang Beichen shakes his head and smiles.

After diagnosis, Zhao Rui's father's condition still needs to be hospitalized for treatment for a period of time. After putting on a drip, Jiang Beichen personally gives Zhao Rui's father acupuncture, and his condition is completely stable.

And this head Zhao Rui Niang two hurriedly called Wang Dali to one side, continued to discuss the wedding.

"Mr. Jiang, thanks to you just now, if you hadn't made an accurate judgment, I'm afraid the patient would have been delayed by us!" Zhao Liqin came over and said with shame.

"It's nothing. It's just a little help!" Jiang Beichen didn't care.

"But look at Mr. Jiang's treatment, you should learn traditional Chinese medicine, right? I don't know which medical college Mr. Jiang graduated from? " Zhao Liqin asked suddenly.

He also learned Chinese medicine when he was young. The way jiangbeichen used acupuncture just now really made him marvel. Although many people don't trust traditional Chinese medicine, he knows that it's because there are too few real doctors.

This young man is obviously a master of traditional Chinese medicine!

"I know a little bit about it!" Jiang Beichen smiles modestly.

"Mr. Jiang is too modest!" Zhao Liqin nodded. The young man is not arrogant and rash. He really has the style of a great doctor.

From the perspective of medical skills, the character is really not bad.

"The director is not good!" At this time, a doctor suddenly rushed over. "I'm afraid the old man who was brought in yesterday with fever is going to die!"

"What?" Zhao Liqin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't care to talk to Jiang Beichen, so he hurried over.

And hear "fever" two words, jiangbeichen also frowned, quickly followed in the past.

Jiang Beichen followed Zhao Liqin to an intensive care unit.

Through the thick glass, Jiang Beichen saw the old man with "fever". He looked 70 or 80 years old. His hair was gray, and he was covered with tubes. His face was as red as a cooked crab. At the same time, his body was covered with abscesses, and the wounds were still bleeding with blue pus. It was very sad.

At the moment, the old man's physical signs have dropped sharply, and even have gone into shock. Zhao Liqin and his medical staff have been busy, which has stabilized the old man's condition for the time being.

"Director, I'm afraid the patient can't survive tonight!"

After Zhao Liqin came out, the attending doctor followed him and said solemnly.

"Do your best!" Zhao Liqin pulled the rubber gloves off and shook his head helplessly.

"Why, Mr. Jiang, you haven't left yet?" Zhao Liqin see jiangbeichen suddenly Leng for a while, did not expect that he also followed here.

"You just said that the old man is suffering from fever?" Jiangbeichen is toward the ward to see one eye, frowned.

Zhao Liqin nodded, some helplessly said: "recently, the weather continues high temperature, many elderly people, red hot with abscess, specific what disease is not determined, but it is caused by high fever, so it is temporarily defined as fever!"

"You think it's fever, but I think it's cold!" Jiang Beichen's eyes twinkled for a while, suddenly light way.

"Oh?" Zhao Liqin suddenly stay for a while, don't know how Jiang Beichen can make such a conclusion.

Next to the main treatment is to show a disdainful expression: "young man, if you don't understand, don't open your mouth, OK? Fever, shock, growth abscess, herpes, this is obviously the symptoms caused by high fever, you actually said it was chills