I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 425 Emergencies on the Airplane

After inhaling oxygen through the mask, the old man's condition improved.

Dr. Zhang said solemnly: "I suggest that after the plane arrives in Kyoto, go to the nearest hospital immediately to rule out whether there is acute myocardial infarction. If there is a myocardial infarction, interventional treatment should be performed in time, otherwise the patient may suffer from cardiogenic shock or even sudden death! "

The elderly have a history of coronary heart disease, as well as high-risk factors such as hypertension and diabetes, and have a high probability of acute myocardial infarction.

"Okay." The young woman nodded, "I'll contact the ground control immediately and let the helicopter wait at the airport."

"Hey, I don't think it's necessary." Dr. Xue smiled, "You can see that his condition is much better, it may be due to his old lung disease."

The young woman thought about it carefully, and finally decided to be on the safe side, and notified the ground control to contact the helicopter.

The plane continued to fly steadily at high altitude.

There are four or ten minutes left before reaching Kyoto.

Two flight attendants were on both sides of the bed, taking good care of the elderly.

"I need to trouble you two to take care of my grandfather here." The young woman said to Dr. Zhang and Dr. Xue, "When the plane arrives in Kyoto, I will thank you very much."

"Don't worry, this is a doctor's job." Dr. Zhang nodded.

Traditional Chinese medicine Xue smiled, but did not refuse.

The breathing of the old man on the bed became more and more calm, and there was only half an hour left to Kyoto.

The crisis on the plane seems to be over.

But just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the old man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes wide and panted heavily without warning.

"Grandpa! What's wrong with you!" Seeing this, the young woman immediately ran to the old man's bed.

"Pain...pain..." The old man had difficulty breathing, and he raised his hand to point to his heart.

A trace of panic flashed in Doctor Zhang's eyes.

He quickly ran to the old man, squatted down, and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"Pain...pain..." The old man just pointed to his chest, unable to say a word.

"What's going on?!" The young woman asked anxiously.

"But, it may be that the chest pain has worsened." Doctor Zhang felt the old man's pulse, and then took out a sphygmomanometer to measure his blood pressure.

"Medical Doctor Xue, what about you?" The young woman looked at Traditional Chinese Medicine Doctor Xue who was at the side again.

"Don't panic, I'll get a few more needles."

Dr. Xue walked up without hesitation, ready to take out the acupuncture box again.

However, after the two of them manipulated it, the situation of the old man did not improve, but got worse and worse.

He gasped for air, with a painful expression and cyanotic lips.

"Can you do it!" The man with the cap suddenly shouted, "If something happens to my grandpa, you two..."

"Xiaofeng, shut up!" Seeing that her brother was about to speak out again, the young woman immediately stopped her and said, "The two doctors are in the rescue, so don't interrupt."

The man in the peaked cap snorted coldly, then stopped talking.

Doctor Zhang was sweating profusely, and he also knew that the background of the patient in front of him was not small.

But... But he is just an endocrinologist. The critically ill patients he usually encounters are diabetic ketoacidosis. When has he ever seen such a scene?

"I...I can only do my best." Dr. Zhang said.

At this time, Traditional Chinese Medicine Xue on the side, holding acupuncture, seemed to have nowhere to start.

"What should I do, sister." The man in the peaked cap looked anxious, "Let the plane make an emergency landing."

"Impossible!" The purser shook his head and said, "I have already consulted the captain just now, the distances of several nearby airports are about the same! Even the nearest airport will take more than 20 minutes!"

"I can't do this, and I can't do that! Then I can only wait for Grandpa to survive the 20 minutes?" The man in the peaked cap said helplessly.

In the lounge, no one answered his question.

The young woman grabbed the old man's hand, her face was full of anxiety, she suddenly thought of something, and immediately said to the purser: "Please bring that little doctor over here."

"Little doctor?" The purser was a little puzzled, and didn't understand what she meant for a while.

"It's the medical student," the young woman explained

……

"Xiao Ran, I see those flight attendants keep coming in and out. It seems that there is something urgent?"

Weng Huijin spoke out suddenly.

Jing Xiaoran opened his eyes and found that the flight attendant had been busy in front of the cabin.

"Could it be that patient..."

Before Weng Huijin finished speaking, she saw the purser walking towards Jing Xiaoran briskly.

"Mr. Jing, I'm sorry to bother you." The purser leaned over slightly, and whispered in Jing Xiaoran's ear: "Please come with me again."

Because he was too close, Jing Xiaoran could even smell the faint scent of perfume on his body.

"Don't you already have two doctors? Why do you need me as a medical student?" Jing Xiaoran laughed at himself.

"Mr. Jing, don't be angry, don't mind." The purser whispered, "The background of the person inside is extraordinary."

Jing Xiaoran smiled, "A relative of the emperor?"

The purser smiled awkwardly, "That's not true, but identity is also very important."

Jing Xiaoran nodded: "Okay, then I'll go and have a look, but I'm only a medical student, so I'm not sure if it's useful."

It's not because of his status as an old man, even if he is an ordinary person, Jing Xiaoran would still go to see it.

It's just that before saving someone, the consent of the family must be required, otherwise it will be thankless, and he has seen this kind of thing a lot.

"Thank you, thank you!" The purser thanked quickly.

Thus, Jing Xiaoran followed the purser back to the lounge again.

As soon as he entered the lounge, Jing Xiaoran heard the sound of wearing a peaked cap.

"Sister, why do you want him to come? What's the use of him as a medical student?"

"Xiaofeng, if you want to say that again, you can go back to your seat! Don't make trouble!"

The young woman was also in a mess, and now she had no choice but to watch her grandfather's condition getting worse and worse.

Asking Jing Xiaoran to come in was her last struggle.

When everyone saw Jing Xiaoran coming in, they didn't react, only the young woman stepped forward and said softly: "Mr. Jing, even my younger brother was offended just now, please show my grandfather."

Jing Xiaoran smiled, and this woman immediately separated her relationship.

Didn't she acquiesce when the man in the peaked cap asked him to leave just now?
Now come to pretend to be a good person again?

"Forget it, I don't care." Jing Xiaoran waved his hand, "Let me see the patient."

If the ink continues like this, the patient will die soon.

The young woman took a step back, and Jing Xiaoran stepped forward, "Bring the stethoscope, blood pressure monitor, and blood oxygen clip!"

"Oh, good!" The purser immediately handed over the first-aid kit beside Dr. Zhang.

"What disease are you considering?"

After quickly completing the physical examination, Jing Xiaoran looked at Dr. Zhang at the side.

"The patient complained of chest pain and tightness, and had coronary heart disease in the past..."

Just as Dr. Zhang was about to describe in detail, Jing Xiaoran directly interrupted him.

"Speak directly to the conclusion!"

Dr. Zhang was taken aback, "I think it's angina pectoris, but according to the current time and severity of the pain, it might be a myocardial infarction!"

Hearing this, Jing Xiaoran smiled slightly, glanced at Traditional Chinese Medicine Xue at the side, but said nothing.

"Mr. Jing, what kind of disease do you think?" the young woman asked.

"Lung disease." Jing Xiaoran said lightly.

"Lung?" Dr. Zhang was taken aback, "Impossible! Lung disease can't be so painful!"

Jing Xiaoran rolled his eyes at Dr. Zhang, this person probably belonged to a small department or an auxiliary department.

(End of this chapter)