This doctor is not short of money

Chapter 81 Intracranial Hemorrhage
Du Heng supported his uncomfortable waist and walked out together with the crowd. Du Fei asked in a low voice, "Xiao Heng, is this person okay?"

Du Heng glanced worriedly at Zhang Xi who was being carried in front of him, "It's hard to say now, I have to observe. But such a big beam hit my forehead, I'm a little worried."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid he has a cerebral hemorrhage. If so, it will be troublesome. I don't know if the road has been repaired. If it is repaired, I will be sent to the hospital directly. Even if there is blood in the brain, surgery can be performed. If it is not repaired , as far as our conditions are concerned, he is probably going to die."

Du Fei also sighed, "Can't you do anything?"

"I can only say my best."

The two stopped talking, and silently followed behind the crowd.

When he got out of the ruins of the village, Du Heng saw many people coming from the village.

Some people wearing orange clothes have already invested in disaster relief.

There are also some people wearing shirts and jackets, also covered in mud, standing at the head of the village and staring at everything in front of them in a daze.

There are some people in it that Du Heng is not familiar with or knows.And this part of the people are all surprised, bewildered and angry.

There are also some people that Du Heng not only knows, but is also very familiar with. They are the staff of the township government next door to the health center.

They were all terrified and frightened.

Du Heng glanced at them, ignored them, and directed everyone to carry Zhang Xi into his car.

To be honest, Du Heng should really thank Wei Kaida, if he hadn't lent him the car last night, he might have delayed a lot of things.

Moreover, the Daben off-road vehicle is spacious enough for him to carry Zhang Xi into the car and transport it back to the clinic.

Following the morning breeze, Du Heng vaguely heard a sentence, "Where did the 300 million special funds for the renovation of old dilapidated houses go? Put the report on my desk this afternoon."

Du Heng looked back, and through the crowd, he seemed to see someone sitting on the ground.

It's none of your business.

Du Heng got into the car. He wanted to take care of Zhang Xi and call Lao Song.

Du Fei used to drive Wuling Hongguang before, and this was the first time he drove such a car, and he drove it cautiously.

He also heard the roar of the new dean from Du Heng's phone call.

There is a distance between Shangling Village and Dujia Village, but at this time, everyone will appreciate the good policy of the country, the spacious and flat asphalt road, so that they can drive comfortably on the road.

The car is good, Lu Ping, no matter how slow Du Fei drives, he still arrives in front of his clinic in ten minutes.

The two of them moved Zhang Xi to the clinic with difficulty.

Du Fei breathed a sigh of relief, but Du Heng looked at Zhang Xi's throbbing throat, but his face changed.

Before he had time to say anything, Zhang Xi, who had just been moved, vomited out directly.

The overnight wine mixed with the smell of food almost made Du Heng and Du Fei spit out directly.

I quickly took the masks and put them on one by one, but the effect didn't seem to be great.

Du Fei went to open all the doors and windows of the clinic.

Du Heng put on the mask, but he didn't care about the bad smell, so he immediately ran to Zhang Xi's side.

At this time, Zhang Xi kept feeling nauseous and vomiting, because the vomiting was unconscious, the vomit was not completely vomited out, but most of the vomit was poured in again, and the coughing sound suddenly started.

Where can Du Heng care about the unpleasant smell and nausea, he turned Zhang Xi's head and put him on the side, stretched out his hand to pinch his mouth open, and started to clean the dirt in his mouth with the other hand.

After cleaning up and breathing freely, Zhang Xi still felt nauseous from time to time.

Du Fei was dumbfounded, he had never seen such a condition, and asked Du Heng in a panic, "Xiao Heng, what's wrong with him?"

Du Heng's expression was unusually serious, and what he was most worried about happened.

Intracranial hemorrhage! ! !

"Brother Fei, measure your blood pressure."

Although he had already determined that it was intracranial hemorrhage, Du Heng still wanted to confirm the patient's signs.

After giving Du Fei the instructions, he quickly walked over, picked up the stethoscope, and began to check the patient's physical signs.

During the examination, I glanced at the blood pressure that Du Fei had just measured, and there was no luck in my heart.

This is Du Fei's father who also rushed over from home after receiving the news.

This is the first time in his clinic that he has received a critical illness such as a head injury, and it is also the first time he has come into contact with such a patient in his life. He was flustered, but he was even more worried about the two young people, so he hurried away come over.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Du Heng talking, "Brother Fei, the patient has intracranial hemorrhage and vomiting, and needs to remove blood stasis and regenerate, and harmonize the stomach to stop vomiting. Bupleurum 6g, Asarum..."

Papapa is the name of six or seven kinds of medicines, but I didn't hit any of them.After he finished speaking, he paused for a while and then said, "Add Coptis chinensis and Pinellia pinellia, hurry up."

Du Fei's basics are still good, Du Heng said it again, and he wrote it all down.And when the voice fell, he had already started pulling out the drawer to get the medicine.

Du Heng and the two cooperated tacitly, but they scared Du Fei's father who had just come in.

He only thought it was a crushing injury, but he didn't expect it to be an intracranial hemorrhage, so he stood there helplessly for a while.Of course, he really didn't know what to do.

Du Heng took out the needle kit that had not yet been sterilized, and after a simple disinfection with the alcohol cotton in the clinic, he had to give the needle again.

Glancing at Du Fei's father at the door, Du Heng shouted, "Uncle Hai, come over and hold his arm for me, don't let him move around."

"Oh oh oh." Du Fei's father responded in a panic, and hurried over.

Du Heng stabilized his mind, took the needles with both hands, and applied needles to Neiguan points on both sides at the same time.

After adjusting for a long time, Zhang Xi still had symptoms of nausea.Du Heng stopped to stimulate Neiguan, then took out the needle and stabbed at Zusanli and Zhongwan.

After three or four minutes like this, Zhang Xi's nausea completely stopped.

Du Heng's heart relaxed, and he stimulated the acupoint again for a while before removing the needle.

Du Fei's father watched Du Heng stop before he dared to ask, "Xiao Heng, how is this patient doing?"

Seeing Zhang Xi who had woken up, Du Heng didn't speak face to face, but walked aside with the needle he had just removed.

At this time, he said in a low voice, "The patient has a high probability of intracranial hemorrhage. I have prescribed medicine to remove blood stasis and generate new drugs. If the problem is not too serious, I can recover by myself. I am afraid that he has a skull fracture and continuous bleeding. That would be difficult. The conditions here do not allow further treatment."

Du Fei's father's heartbeat was very fast. He was not only worried about the patient's condition, but also worried that the patient would die in his clinic.

If the patient really died in his clinic, the clinic might be over.

Although the situation is special, the higher authorities will not have any problems, but he is facing ordinary villagers.At that time, as long as someone says that this clinic has cured people, no one will come to the clinic.

"How could it be so serious?"

"I was hit on the head by the beam of his house, and it is lucky that I didn't die on the spot."

"Smashed by the girder?" Du Fei's father was a little surprised, but he knew exactly what the girder was.

The old houses in the past had girders, and the girders were made of long and thick whole wood, the worst ones were three meters long, and the weight can be imagined.

(End of this chapter)