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Chapter 273 The Doctor's Responsibilities

"Tell me slowly, which department doctor are you, and briefly describe the patient's situation."

The doctor was really tired. He first went to the new building and then came back, running all the way.

After a short rest, the doctor said, "I am Dr. Wang from the Department of Neurology. Yesterday, we received a patient with Guillain-Barre syndrome. Today, his condition suddenly deteriorated and he has suffered two shocks."

Flavin was wrinkled and muttered, "Guillain-Barre syndrome?"

The doctor looked at Huang Su in surprise and said, "Director Huang, you don't know about Guillain-Barre syndrome?"

Huang Su said very calmly: "To tell you the truth, it's the first time I've heard of such a foreign name for a disease. However, Chinese medicine treatment is completely different from your method. The name of the disease is just a code name.”

It will only name the disease, not treat it.

According to statistics, a doctor has more than 8000 diseases, and this number is changing every year.

As a result, there are more and more names of diseases in a certain doctor, and these diseases are not born every year.

It's because they have no theory, they don't know why patients get sick, and when they encounter diseases with different symptoms, they have to name them, but they don't know that many diseases have different symptoms, but the underlying pathogenesis is indeed the same.

For example, the syndrome of atrophy in traditional Chinese medicine is due to the patient's lack of essence and qi, loss of liver and kidney, acquired dystrophy, and weak spleen.

The same pathogenesis has been given various names by Western medicine because of different symptoms.

Polyneuritis, syringomyelia, amyotrophy, myasthenia, lateral sclerosis, motor neuron disease, periodic paralysis, muscular dystrophy, hysterical paralysis and sequelae of central nervous system infection manifested as flaccid paralysis, etc. In traditional Chinese medicine, it is a syndrome of wilt.

The disease corresponding to withering syndrome basically belongs to the neurology department of a certain medicine.

It doesn't matter that Chinese medicine does not know the names and types of diseases in Western medicine.

Because no matter what kind of disease will act on the human body, it will eventually lead to the disharmony of the five internal organs of the human body.

The traditional Chinese medicine, represented by the Yellow Emperor's Classic of Internal Medicine and Treatise on Febrile Diseases thousands of years ago, is a study of the disharmony of the five internal organs of the human body, and has prescribed medicines for the disharmony of the five internal organs.

Therefore, Chinese medicine has never heard of syringomyelia and Guillain-Barre syndrome.

But it does not prevent Chinese medicine from treating all kinds of diseases that Chinese medicine does not know or have heard of.

Why?

Because as long as there is a disease acting on the human body, it will inevitably be reflected in the tongue, pulse, and symptoms. Traditional Chinese medicine only needs to differentiate and treat.

Traditional Chinese medicine is a science of syndrome differentiation and treatment, and there are theories that are so arrogant.

Huang Su's words were a bit harsh in Dr. Wang's ears. When thinking of the director's request, resentment and dissatisfaction just flashed across his face.

Dr. Wang was full of smiles and flattered: "Director Huang is worthy of being a famous doctor in our Prairie City. Every word is thought-provoking. If we don't talk about meeting a critically ill patient, the first thing our director thinks of is you."

"It's important to see the patient first, and tell me about the symptoms of the patient."

Huang Su cared about the patient's condition, and had no leisure to say flattering words with Dr. Wang here, urging him to go to the neurology department quickly.

Agudamu also said: "Since Director Huang has a critically ill patient waiting for you to treat, then I will not send you."

Seeing Huang Su turning around to leave, Agudamu reminded: "Director Huang, when manpower is limited, as long as you do your best, you will be worthy of your conscience."

Huang Su knew what Agudamu meant, and nodded heavily: "I see, thank you, Director Agudamu."

Looking at the backs of the group of people leaving in a hurry, Agudamu sighed, shook his head, and walked back to his office.

Dr. Wang said as he walked, "Guillain-Barre syndrome is an autoimmune peripheral neuropathy characterized by demyelination of peripheral nerves and nerve roots and infiltration of inflammatory cells in small vessels."

Seeing that Dr. Wang began to explain to himself about Guillain-Barre Syndrome, Flavin hurriedly stopped and said, "Stop, stop, stop! You don't need to tell me about Guillain-Barre Syndrome, you just need to tell me about the current patient's symptoms. Whatever it is."

Dr. Wang endured his anger, squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying, and introduced: "The patient is now numb and weak in his limbs, has neuropathy in both lower extremities, impaired motor and sensory nerves, has lost consciousness in both lower extremities, and is also accompanied by difficulty urinating, dry mouth, Numbness around the mouth and bilateral facial nerve palsy."

After a brief pause, Dr. Wang continued: "The most important thing now is that the patient has had diarrhea for fifteen days. We have used a variety of antidiarrheal drugs, but it is still ineffective. If the diarrhea continues like this, the patient may be life-threatening. , when it was delivered yesterday afternoon, there have been three shocks."

Huang Su frowned tightly and asked, "Has the patient coughed while drinking and eating?"

This is to determine whether the patient still has stomach qi. Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes that the stomach qi should be raised first to save the patient.

Dr. Wang shook his head and said, "That's not true. The patient's diet, drinking water, and breathing are very normal. However, last night, he only ate a small amount of liquid food, which was maintained by nutrient solution."

After hearing that he can eat, Huang Su's heart can be a little more stable.

The neurology department and the pediatric department are also separated by two floors. While talking, Huang Su and his party have arrived.

Just as Flavin stepped into the ward.

President Cao hurried into Secretary Lang's office.

"Secretary Lang, good news! Good news!"

Secretary Lang closed the pen cap in his hand, slapped it heavily on the table, and said with some displeasure: "What's going on in a hurry, you are also the dean, can you keep your focus?"

President Cao didn't seem to notice Secretary Lang's displeasure, and continued to say excitedly: "Secretary Lang, a critically ill patient appeared in the neurology department just now. The director of the neurology department has already asked someone to ask for the surname Huang."

Secretary Lang suddenly stood up, stared at President Cao and asked, "You say it again."

President Cao said with a smile: "This time the surnamed Huang may be planted. I heard that the patient has had diarrhea for more than ten days, and now he is breathing more and less breathing. I don’t believe that someone with the surname Huang can steal someone from Lord Yan.”

Secretary Lang sat down again.He tapped the table with his fingers happily: "President Cao, you must pay close attention to the movements of the neurology department and the surname Huang. If there is any change, please notify me as soon as possible."

I thought happily in my heart: Briggood will let you go around. As long as a major medical malpractice is put on your head at a critical moment in the rating, I see how you can argue with me.

President Cao said worriedly: "Secretary Lang, if there is a major medical accident, will it affect our rating."

Secretary Lang waved his hands indifferently and said, "President Cao, don't worry, we can issue a statement to minimize the negative impact of the matter."

Lang Shu remembered and continued: "We can say that, first, the patient was already in a serious condition when he was admitted to our hospital, and our hospital has given the most aggressive treatment. Second, considering the patient's serious condition and poor physical condition, During the examination and treatment, our hospital did not use any drugs with great side effects on the human body. Third, I adopted conservative treatment and examination methods that were beneficial to the patients. Fourth, in order to be responsible for the patients, our hospital conducted Chinese and Western consultations with the patients. But the patient died after treatment failed."

Listening to the four points that Secretary Lang talked about eloquently, President Cao thought: Secretary Lang, you will not graduate from Xiangnan Huya, or have been the director of Xiangnan Huya Hospital, so brazen, arrogant, and undeniable. , really got the true copy.

President Cao raised his big toe and said, "Secretary Lang, high! It's really high!"

Inside the office, Secretary Lang's insolent laughter came.

Neurology intensive care unit.

Walking into the ward, Huang Su was taken aback by the patient's condition. The old man's face was already pale, and now he has a lot of gas out and a small amount of air in.

There is the old man's wife by his side, the children are all sad, and the daughter is holding the old man's hand tightly.

Seeing Huang Su coming in, the director of the neurology department hurried over and held Huang Su's hand enthusiastically: "Director Huang, I've finally hoped for you."

He hugged Huang Su's shoulder like a good friend, walked to the patient's family, and introduced enthusiastically: "The patient's family, I am the famous doctor in our Prairie City, Director Huang of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, whether your father can come here depends entirely on me. Director Huang."

Facing the praise of the director of the neurology department, Huang Su said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Director Bai, I dare not agree to your words, I can only say that I will do my best."

Director Bai laughed awkwardly and said, "Hahaha! Director Huang, you are joking. You are a famous doctor in our city. You can definitely do it."

Huang Su continued: "Director Bai, don't worry, since I am here, I will do my best to heal, otherwise I will be ashamed of the sincere ancestral teachings of the great doctors of traditional Chinese medicine."

Director Bai was teased by Huang Su so that the muscles in his face could not help convulsing.

Turning his head to the doctor in their department, he said in a bad tone: "What are you still doing standing here, you are not busy anymore, it's up to me to accompany Director Huang."

The doctor of neurology then made a ward shyly.

In the corridor, a young doctor walked up to Dr. Wang and said in a low voice, "Teacher, how could our director treat such a dying patient yesterday on a whim."

The young doctor is a resident doctor led by Dr. Wang.

Dr. Wang glared at the young doctor in the hospital: "Where do you get so much curiosity, do what you should do yourself."

Of course, Dr. Wang knew what his master's calculations were.

Everyone knows that next year, the dean or secretary will be transferred to the health bureau. For the vacated position in the hospital, several senior department directors are watching, and director Bai is one of them.

The little doctor pouted and said unwillingly: "I'm just afraid that the patient will die in our department and cause trouble to the department. I'm also anxious for the department. Now is the critical juncture of the rating."

Dr. Wang was afraid of the young doctor's thinking, so he talked about it everywhere, and said vaguely: "Put your worries back in your stomach, if something really happens, there are people who help me take the blame. There are people who like to make a name for themselves, and we can't stop them. Whether or not they are, who calls us laymen?"

"Teacher, you mean Huang..."

Without listening to the young doctor's words, Dr. Wang hurriedly reprimanded: "Where did you come from so much nonsense, what should you do, what should you do!"

In the ward.

Under the introduction of Director Bai, the old man's son asked Huang Su to kneel.

Huang Su grabbed both arms of the old man's son and prevented him from kneeling down.

The old man's son clasped Huang Su's arm tightly with both hands, and said with a pleading tone: "Director Huang, we also know that my father is very ill, so you can let go of the treatment, and whether the result is good or bad, we will not trouble you. Yes, I beg you, Director Huang."

Huang Su helped the old man's son, or to understand the old man's situation first: "Your father is really sick, how long has it been?"

The old man's son introduced: "More than two months ago, my dad was dry and could not poop out, and I don't know where he found a home remedy, saying that drinking rhubarb leaves and castor oil can help relieve bowel movements. As a result, he drank some himself at home. The rhubarb leaves and castor oil were too strong that night, so we rushed to the hospital. In this way, from the county to the city and then to the province, we went to three provincial hospitals, and stayed in five hospitals in total, and was hospitalized for more than two months. It's getting heavier."

As he spoke, the old man's son continued choked up: "Four days ago, the Affiliated Hospital of Hohhot Medical University gave my father a critical illness notice, persuading us to leave the hospital and go home to handle the funeral for my father. Yesterday, my father suddenly There are frequent shocks, and if we don't, we will be sent to the city hospital."

"Director Huang, this is my father's case."

Having said that, the old man's son turned around from the backpack on the stool, stepped out a stack of hospital medical records and handed it to Huang Su.

Huang Su took over the inpatient medical records, and the medical records of hospitals at all levels were available, and the combined thickness was as thick as a book "Basic Science of Traditional Chinese Medicine".

Huang Su opened a medical record and looked at the introduction to the old man's condition. He didn't know if he didn't read it. When he saw Huang Su, his head was dizzy.

The medical records are full of various inspection reports and data, but there is no information useful for Chinese medicine treatment.

Huang Su returned the medical records to the old man's son: "I'll take a look at the patient's condition."

Seeing that Huang Su planned to see a doctor for the old man, the old man's wife and daughter took the initiative to make way for Huang Su.

Seeing Huang Su approaching him, the old man struggled to get up with all his strength and wanted to say hello to Huang Su.

Huang Su saw that the old man's head had just been lifted one or two centimeters from the pillow, and his complexion instantly became much paler, and there were signs of shock.

Huang Su hurriedly greeted the old man's son: "Hurry up and hold your father, don't let him move."

At this time, the old man's daughter explained in a choked voice: "Director Huang, my dad can't move right now, as long as he moves, he will be in shock. We made a van here to put his head on my lap, just because he was afraid that he would move... …”

Saying that, the old man's daughter covered her mouth and started to cry, and she couldn't say the following words.

Huang Su moved a stool and sat down, turned his head and asked Director Bai, "Have you done any examinations on the patient?"

Director Bai explained: "The examination can't be done at all. The patient's blood pressure can no longer be measured, and there is no blood pressure at all. Yesterday, the patient had been having diarrhea. We gave the patient a lot of antidiarrheal medicines to no avail. Nutrient solution can be injected so that the patient will not be dehydrated.”

Huang Su's three fingers rested on the old man's wrist, and instantly frowned tightly with a word of Sichuan.

(End of this chapter)