Oncology Physician Life

Chapter 3 Chapter 02 The New Female Professor
At the same time, the surgical emergency building of the hospital.

The tranquility of the night was quickly broken by a cry.

"Doctor Li, the patient with myocardial infarction just arrived has ventricular fibrillation!"

Li Ming is the attending physician of the surgical emergency department. He was supposed to be on duty today, and I don't know what kind of luck. Since ten o'clock in the evening, the patients sent to the surgical emergency department have not stopped, and the calls are one after another.

Myocardial infarction just arrived. A 36-year-old male with a weight of more than 240 catties. On weekdays, he is the anchor of eating and broadcasting on short videos on Douyin. Overeating for a long time caused more than half of his heart to be blocked at a young age. With ECG monitoring, ventricular fibrillation occurred.

Li Ming made two steps in three steps, hurriedly ran towards the 8th consultation room, and shouted at the nurse over there: "Hurry up and prepare for defibrillation!"

The little nurse pushed the defibrillator to the bedside without waiting for Li Ming's instructions.

"Defibrillator 250 joules, charge, apply conductive paste, fix electrodes, discharge!"

Li Ming gave a series of instructions, took over the defibrillator, and pressed on the patient's chest. With the soft "beep" of the ECG, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The ECG showed that the heart rhythm had changed from ventricular fibrillation to sinus heart rate.

"Doctor Li, the 9th bed just arrived suffered from high pressure and respiratory failure!"

Here, Li Ming has not heaved a sigh of relief, another problem occurred next door.

Bed 9 is a 10-year-old man who was delivered 60 minutes ago. He was hit by a car. CT showed intracranial hypertension and severe head injury. He had to wait until dawn to go to surgery for decompressive intracranial craniectomy. Unexpectedly, the patient himself Also has cardiopulmonary dysfunction.

When the nurse ran to bed 9 with the endotracheal intubation box, an alarm had already sounded on the ECG monitor.

On the other side, before Li Ming arrived, the patient's breathing was as weak as a gossamer, and he could only feel a weak airflow through the airway. The nurse was holding the intubation tube in his hand, and when he was at a loss, the white curtains surrounding the 9th bed were suddenly covered. The person opened it, and walked in a female doctor in a white coat, with a pair of high hats on her feet, an oversized white T-shirt casually worn inside, and her hair disheveled.

She bet that this doctor is definitely not a surgical emergency doctor. The rules and regulations of their surgical emergency department are notoriously strict. No doctor under her staff dares to wear high heels at work, and her clothes are disheveled and even her hair is loose, which is very easy to get caught in the hair Bacteria brought into the ward, cross-infection occurs.

The woman didn't seem to be surprised, so she pushed her and took the intubation tube in her hand.

The little nurse hesitated to speak, and wanted to ask clearly, but it was too late for the patient's condition.

"My name is Jiang Li, and I am a doctor of tumors. I just came back from Washington today."

As Jiang Li spoke, he pulled the patient over. The nurse saw her rude behavior, she was simply a reckless person, and regretted her decision just now. Without the assistance of a laryngoscope, she directly performed blind insertion. Even Li Ming, the attending physician, could not just say it once Success, not to mention that the patient's situation is so urgent, and the relationship between doctors and patients is so tense now, in case something goes wrong...

Unexpectedly, before she stopped, the woman blindly inserted the trachea into the airway, fixed the endotracheal tube, connected the ventilator, and completed a series of operations in a flash. The little nurse was still immersed in self-blame and conflict. I was afraid that Li didn't react.

"The patient's heart rate is slowed down by ECG monitoring, and he is preparing for chest compressions. Intravenously push 1 mg of epinephrine and 0.5 mg of atropine."

Without waiting for the nurse to ask, Jiang Li issued a series of orders. He put his hands on the lower half of the patient's chest, straightened his elbows, and began to perform chest compressions.The nurse hurriedly went behind to take the medicine and push it quietly for the patient.

Time passed by, and finally, the sound of rhythmic breathing came from the ventilator, and the blood oxygen saturation and heart rate displayed on the ECG monitor were also in good condition.

The little nurse breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say something when she turned around and found that the female doctor of unknown origin had been away for a long time.

Not far away, Li Mingcai ran over from the next door. Hearing the little nurse's narration, he frowned and was about to reprimand him when the phone in his pocket rang again. , has been unconscious, the whole person is pale and bruised, and is on the verge of death. The school cannot provide samples of toxic substances, and it is not known what he ate that caused the poisoning.

In the surgical emergency building, Jiang Li took off his white coat while walking, and she violently stuffed it into the briefcase in her hand. The briefcase with the LV logo was not as good as she wanted, and she stubbornly bulged her cheeks and fell out. A bunch of miscellaneous SCI paper files.

Her plane landed at 10:30 this evening, and she was in a hurry to return home. She didn't have time to arrange accommodation, so she had to report to the hospital first.

The person in charge of receiving her was Lu Jiajia, the only female intern in the new pediatric oncology department of the hospital.

When Lu Jiajia was in college, he had watched the live broadcast of the World Oncology Forum Conference, and saw Jiang Li citing classics and learning from others' strengths on stage, and he was cited as an idol and goddess who fought for his life.

Lu Jiajia tried her best to control her expression so that she wouldn't look too excited. Before Jiang Li approached, she bent down and bowed to her: "Hi, Professor Jiang, I'm Lu Jiajia, I..."

"Are you the little girl introduced by the teacher?"

Jiang Li held the original manuscripts of several SCI papers he had published, and handed over the briefcase casually, "Help me stuff these junks in, will you?"

Lu Jiajia took the briefcase obediently, and saw that most of it was a pile of documents, and she couldn't fit the white coat at all, so she had to rearrange it.

Jiang Li had no choice but to put on this obviously loose and ill-fitting white coat first.

"Have the teacher told you, my work, including my personal introduction?"

Lu Jiajia followed behind her, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Dean Li has already said that Professor Jiang is very strict, and the threshold for becoming your intern is extremely high. There are not eight people in the hospital who apply to be your intern." There are 1000 people in a hundred, and Professor Jiang chose me because he must think that I am extremely outstanding among this group of interns!"

Lu Jiajia was so happy in her heart that she was a little embarrassed when she said it. She didn't expect that she would be so good, so good that she could be selected by Professor Jiang.

Jiang Li frowned, and vaguely recalled that before returning to China, Wei Ran, who was mentally retarded, had told her on WeChat that the ace department of the First Affiliated Cancer Hospital of Fudan University in Shanghai was tumor surgery. No one has declared for five consecutive years. Pediatricians are also the most unpopular department in the hospital. Even the training opportunities are rarely given to pediatricians.

Presumably those interns are afraid to avoid it when they hear that they are coming to the newly established pediatric oncology department to eat cold pot stoves, right?
It's also hard for a teacher, a lot of age, in order to find an intern medical assistant for himself, and even coax and lie to other little girls.

"That's right, what you said is quite right, but, Li Jiajia, before you become an intern under me, you'd better change out of your long floral skirt that only the silly, white and sweet heroines in romance dramas look like. Rustic."

"Professor Jiang, my surname is Lu, and my ear is Lu." She corrected in a low voice.

"That's not the point." Jiang Li glanced at her from head to toe, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by "sister".

(End of this chapter)