Doctor Zhao, help!

Chapter 2 I Still Like Your Unruly Appearance
Soon, Zhao Sheng came to the CT room. The examination had just been completed. Song Wei went into the CT room and pushed the drunken middle-aged man out. Just then, she pushed the man to the door. Something unexpected happened.

Wow!vomit! ! !
The drunken middle-aged man screamed, and a mouthful of smelly vomit mixed with alcohol spurted out of the middle-aged man's mouth, directly spraying a large area of ​​the quilt on the transfer bed. The scene looked extremely embarrassing.

Projectile vomiting, intracranial hypertension!

Zhao Sheng ignored the fishy smell in his nose and immediately made a judgment in his mind.

"Dr. Zhao, the patient has cerebral hemorrhage."

At this time, Li Mingyu, the imaging doctor in charge of doing CT, said to Zhao Sheng.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng immediately stood behind Li Mingyu and looked at the reading screen.

"Where is the bleeding point?"

Zhao Sheng asked Li Mingyu quickly.

"Here, right here, this high-density shadow under the inner skull plate is about 3cm in size. It is estimated to be active bleeding."

Li Mingyu pointed to a certain part of the head CT image on the screen and said to Zhao Sheng.

"This is epidural bleeding, and it's active."

Zhao Sheng looked at where Li Mingyu was pointing, looked solemn, and murmured.

The patient has already had projectile vomiting just now, which means that the intracranial pressure is already very high, so he has vomiting and disturbance of consciousness. If it continues to develop, the next step will be cerebral herniation and death.

Zhao Sheng's face was as dark as water, and he quickly looked at the middle-aged man's pupils.

Fortunately, the pupils on both sides were not completely dilated and there was no brain herniation.

You still have time!

The young man who came over to say something to Zhao Sheng finally felt scared when he saw the drunken middle-aged man vomiting like a dam leaking water, and then passed out again.

It will really kill people!

The young man's body trembled slightly. He just said that a drunk man should die, which was just a mouthful. Now that he saw that the drunk man might not die soon, he finally felt scared.

This is human instinct. Seeing that a living life may disappear in front of your eyes, as long as you are not an anti-social and cold-blooded person, your heart will be greatly touched.

The young man is like this at the moment. The domineering side that he kicked the B-ultrasound machine just now has been completely restrained.

At this time, the traffic police also rushed to the CT room.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

The young and handsome traffic policeman asked Zhao Sheng that the handling of this traffic accident, whether dead or not, were completely different things. Although the man was probably driving drunk, no matter what angle he looked at, the young traffic policeman did not want this man to die like this.

"There is a cerebral hemorrhage. The situation is not good and must be dealt with immediately."

Zhao Sheng said briefly and quickly.

"Okay, doctor, you have full authority to handle it. Save the patient first. I will sign the signature and I will help contact the family members."

The young traffic policeman made a decision quickly. Although he was young, he had rich experience. He knew that in this kind of emergency situation, the doctor needs the permission and signature of the patient or family member before he can perform some emergency measures. It was difficult to contact him for a while. The family members and the drunk man were also unconscious, so the young traffic policeman made the immediate decision to let him sign.

"it is good!"

Zhao Sheng looked at the young traffic policeman and nodded, feeling a lot more at ease in his heart. This is the strong sense of security given by the people's police.

At this moment, the young man didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly his brain twitched, and he said to Zhao Sheng: "Doctor, this man can't die, he has to compensate us, he has to pay for the medical expenses, and he was driving drunk!"

As soon as the young man said these words, a look of dumbfounding appeared on the faces of everyone present.

Just now you were saying that people deserved to die, and now you hope that they don’t die?

Co-author You are the son of the King of Hell, and it is you who has the final say whether you die or not?

"Immediately contact the neurosurgery department and tell them that there is a patient with brain trauma in a car accident, cerebral hemorrhage, and epidural hematoma. He may need immediate surgery." Zhao Sheng glanced at the young man, shook his head slightly, and said to Song Wei, who was standing next to him, prepared.

"Okay, Doctor Zhao."

Song Wei replied immediately.

Although the scene was a mess due to the drunken man's vomit, as a woman who loves beauty and cleanliness, Song Wei frowned slightly, but she still showed a very professional attitude and quality.

Soon, doctors from neurosurgery and orthopedics arrived, and doctors from several departments discussed the next steps together.

Watching the doctor dealing with the drunk man, the young traffic policeman pulled the young man aside and asked some questions about what happened during the car accident.

Although the young man was very irritable before, he was still very honest in front of the traffic police uncle. Naturally, he said what he had to say and answered all questions. He was very well-behaved.

After the inquiry was over, the young traffic police officer concluded to the young man: "I saw the scene and it is indeed his full responsibility. You should take good care of your illness first and wait for further notification."

"Okay, okay, thank you, officer."

The young man nodded repeatedly, feeling a little at ease.

"police officer.."

After a pause, the young man asked the young traffic policeman coyly.

"What's wrong? What else?"

The young traffic policeman asked with some confusion. He had already told this young man everything he needed to say. He didn't know what else he wanted to ask.

"That's it. I was a little excited in the hall just now and accidentally kicked an instrument and broke it..."

The young man shook his head and then said sarcastically.

"Instrument? Did you break it by kicking it? That's what I said!"

When the young traffic policeman heard this, he immediately reacted. When he came in just now, he saw an instrument scattered on the ground in the emergency room. It looked like it had been hit by a cow.

He was still puzzled that there were still people who dared to smash instruments in the hospital!
It turned out to be the work of the young man in front of me.

"Yes...yes. I, police officer, wasn't I a little excited just now..."

The young man stammered, not at all as unruly and carefree as he was kicking in all directions just now.

"If you break the kick, you'll be responsible for paying for it. I can't help you with that."

The young traffic policeman shook his head and said that he was only responsible for handling traffic accidents. Someone maliciously damaged the hospital's equipment. Of course, whoever damaged it would be responsible for compensation.

"Police officer, the doctor said that B-ultrasound costs 30 yuan!"

When the young man heard this, he almost burst into tears and said with a crying voice.

The car he drove was a second-hand Volkswagen, which cost him 6 yuan, and he still borrowed the 6 yuan.

I really don’t know how long it will take to earn back this 30 yuan.

When he thought that he would have to bear a huge debt of 30 yuan, the young man felt his eyes darken.

"After the doctor finishes the operation, apologize and talk to them. Maybe it can be repaired. If it can be repaired, it doesn't necessarily have to cost 30."

The young traffic policeman sighed, patted the young man on the shoulder and said.

In the police profession, he had seen too many young, energetic and reckless people.

"Okay, okay, okay, I will definitely apologize, definitely."

Hearing this, the young man seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and nodded repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)