Physician: Hello, Intern

Chapter 67 Dispute
The process of Fang Lin's rescue of the injured was watched by Xu Baichen. At this moment, he was also thinking, did he go too far?

Harsh, maybe it's his excuse, but it's not an excuse that he can hurt her.

Seeing her fall in love with Zheng Zhe, he admitted that he felt very uncomfortable, and even always blamed her for not falling in love with work.

Every doctor's pace of growth is different. Fang Lin's pace may be rushed or chaotic, but isn't this what he needs to guide?

When Fang Lin came out of the emergency room, he happened to meet Xu Baichen who was in a daze.

The eyes of the two met, and there seemed to be many contradictions, but they didn't know where to start.

Xu Baichen came to his senses and strode away from the emergency center. Fang Lin chased after him and stood in front of him.

"I know I'm useless in your eyes. Not only can I not cure people, but you also regard me as an executioner who kills people with a scalpel." Fang Lin said angrily, "Yes, I also hate being so stupid as to kill myself, but I never I never gave up, and I hope you don't look at me with hatred."

Xu Baichen twitched the corners of his mouth, was he that obvious?
"I understand the responsibilities of a doctor, and I also know that if you want to be a good doctor, you must not only work hard, but more importantly, be able to treat patients successfully."

Fang Lin talked a lot at once, Xu Baichen just looked at her quietly, looking at her clear and sincere eyes.

"Finished?"

Fang Lin pouted and nodded.According to the previous practice, Xu Baichen would look at her with contempt, and then leave without looking back.

"There is a colon operation at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, remember to prepare early."

"Huh?" Fang Lin looked at Xu Baichen's back in surprise, what did he just say?Are you asking her to have surgery tomorrow morning?

After Fang Lin took a breath, he suddenly smiled happily.

Xu Baichen's words swept away the obscurity and depression that had been suppressed in her heart for the past few days. Maybe she herself hadn't realized how important Xu Baichen's affirmation was to her.

A chance he gave was a brand new motivation for her, and she was desperately looking forward to it.

……

Fang Lin regained his strength and began to work with enthusiasm. Zheng Zhe probably realized that he cared much less about Fang Lin during this time, so this morning on patrol, Zheng Zhe specially called Fang Lin.

Fang Lin walked calmly behind Zheng Zhe, some thoughts were circling in her mind, reminding her to make a decision.

Yes, it’s good to work hard, but what kind of love is it?

Let this relationship be perfectly preserved before it is damaged.

The door of the ward was pushed open, interrupting Fang Lin's thoughts. Fang Lin took a deep breath and entered the ward with several doctors.

"Hello, I'm Zheng Zhe." Zheng Zhe walked up to the patient who was rushed to the hospital last night and introduced himself, "You are Liu Meijuan?"

"Well, yes, I'm Liu Meijuan." The patient was a beautiful and young girl with loose hair and a charming look between her eyes and eyebrows.

"The name sounds nice." Zheng Zhe raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and the moment he made eye contact with Liu Meijuan, there seemed to be a different kind of spark.

Fang Lin pretended to look down at the small book in his hand, Zheng Zhe's peach blossom eyes were very charming, especially when he smiled, it made people feel happy.

"The patient was sent to the hospital last night." Liu Meijuan is the patient Zhu Qian received. "There is a cellulitis infection in her leg, and she is currently undergoing antibiotic treatment."

After Zhu Qian finished speaking, she uncovered the quilt on the patient's legs. The skin above and below the patient's knees was crimson, with a wide area and deep color, which looked very serious.

Zheng Zhe leaned down and took a closer look at the affected area, "Does it still itch after taking the medicine?"

"Yeah, I can't take it anymore." Liu Meijuan said helplessly.

"If you can't take it, you have to bear it." Zheng Zhe comforted Li Meijuan, "After using the medicine, it will take a course of treatment to be effective."

Zheng Zhe was chatting with Liu Meijuan, while Fang Lin lowered his body and carefully watched the symptoms on the patient's legs. The more he watched, the more strange he felt.

Fang Lin's actions caught Zheng Zhe's attention, "What's wrong? Doctor Fang."

Fang Lin stood up straight and smiled, "It's okay."

Zhu Qian's patient was diagnosed with cellulitis infection, and Zheng Zhe seemed to have confirmed the diagnosis. If she raised doubts at this time, wouldn't she be denying Zhu Qian and Zheng Zhe in front of the patient?
She had done such stupid things before, and now she understood.

If you have any questions, just talk privately.

Zheng Zhe raised the corner of his mouth, and looked at Liu Meijuan kindly again, "Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Liu Meijuan pursed the corner of her mouth, "It seems to be gone."

"Then have a good rest." Zheng Zhe smiled at Liu Meijuan with misty eyes, and was about to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, Fang Lin suddenly smiled at the patient, "Can I ask you a question?"

Everyone looked at Fang Lin in astonishment. Based on what everyone knew about her, what kind of moth was she going to make?

"Well, I just want to ask you, have you been to the beach recently?" Fang Lin asked.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering what she meant by asking this?
Liu Meijuan thought for a while, and replied negatively: "No, I don't have time to go."

Fang Lin nodded, and wrote down the questions in his notebook, and when everyone was about to leave, Fang Lin said again: "I also want to ask if you have had frequent colds during this period, or have you felt Are you very tired and tired?"

Liu Meijuan pursed her lips and looked at Fang Lin, "I don't have a cold, but I was very tired. Because I have been working overtime, I don't have time to rest."

It sounds reasonable and logical.But Liu Meijuan also expressed curiosity, "I don't know if these are related to my illness?"

"Actually..." Just as Fang Lin was about to express his thoughts, Zheng Zhe already knew everything and interrupted Fang Lin first.

"Take a good rest first, and the nurse will come over and change your dressing later."

Zheng Zhe led everyone out of the ward, Fang Lin walked behind Zheng Zhe, looked at the back of his head, and felt a bad premonition in his heart.

She seemed to be talking too much just now.

At the nurse's station, Zheng Zhe suddenly looked back at Fang Lin, "What did you want to say?"

Fang Lin glanced anxiously at Zhu Qian beside him, hesitating whether to say it or not?
Zheng Zhe saw what she was thinking, and smiled lightly: "It's okay, there are no patients here, just treat it as an academic discussion."

With Zheng Zhe's support, Fang Lin swallowed a sigh of relief, and expressed his opinion on the situation of the female patient just now, "I think, is the patient necrotizing fasciitis? During my internship, I saw A patient like this died within 24 hours. And that patient is very similar to today's patient."

"Just because of this?" Zhu Qian argued with Fang Lin disdainfully, "Just because you have seen a patient with necrotizing fasciitis die, so you assume that the patient in it is also necrotizing fasciitis?"

"The patient said that she has been feeling tired for the past month. Fatigue can weaken people's immunity, and it is easy to get infected in this situation." Fang Lin also has his own way of thinking about the analysis of the disease.

"Necrotizing fasciitis and cellulitis are two diseases that cannot be distinguished with the naked eye. That's why you regard cellulitis as necrotizing fasciitis?" Zhu Qian asked Fang Lin sharply. excuse.

There was a faint smell of gunpowder between the remarks, and Lin Weiyang, who was traveling with him, said nothing, fearing that he would be burned.

"Yes, these two diseases are indeed difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. While cellulitis is called necrotizing fasciitis, it is also possible that necrotizing fasciitis can be seen as cellulitis, so we have to do it. Further inspection." Fang Lin continued without giving in.

Zheng Zhe leaned on the nurse's platform with his arms folded, and looked at Fang Lin, "Besides what you just said, are there any other doubts? Even if it is an examination, there must be a reason and basis."

Fang Lin was discouraged and shook his head helplessly: "No more."

Everyone shook their heads in disappointment, thinking that she was idle and doing things.

"But if it is really necrotizing fasciitis, the patient is likely to lose his leg, and even his life is in danger."

Fang Lin's emphasis was despised by Zhu Qian, "According to what you said, people with toe headaches should go to CT to see if their bones are broken?"

"If you feel pain, then of course you have to go for a CT scan."

"That depends on where the pain is. If the pain is just caused by a broken skin, you still have to ask the patient to take a CT scan?"

The two female doctors quarreled inexplicably, and Zhu Qian looked at Fang Lin forcefully.

"Because of your inexplicable suspicion, you want the patient to be examined? You must know that your suspicion is not even 5.00% likely!"

"Doctor Zhu." Fang Lin swallowed, and looked at Zhu Qian seriously, "I, because of that 5.00%, delayed a patient. The seemingly impossible 5.00% turned out to be [-]% in the end, you understand that feeling ?"

Zheng Zhe looked at Fang Lin, thinking that she had been hit hard by a medical accident before coming here.

"Let's do this." Zheng Zhe came up with a plan that took care of everyone's emotions, "If it is necrotizing fasciitis, there will be severe pain when the muscles are twisted, and now we will go back and do a palpation for the patient. "

Fang Lin felt joyful for a moment. Zheng Zhe's decision was a kind of support for her. On the contrary, Zhu Qian's face was a little ugly.

In the ward, Liu Meijuan looked at the doctor who had just left for a short time and came back again, with a dazed expression on her face.

"Sorry, I'm trying to make a diagnosis for you." Zheng Zhe said with a smile.

Liu Meijuan nodded, "Well, yes."

The quilt was pulled back, and the patient's legs were held by Zheng Zhe with warm hands, "If it hurts, just say it."

"Ah."

Zheng Zhe first tried to press the red muscles on his legs with his hands. Although Liu Meijuan felt the pain of cracking teeth, she didn't say anything.

Zheng Zhe tried to slowly twist the patient's leg muscles from side to side, and Liu Meijuan hummed softly.

"Does it hurt?" Zheng Zhe asked.

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt very much." Liu Meijuan expressed her true feelings.

Zheng Zhe let go of his hand, and said with a smile: "It's all right, take a good rest."

Fang Lin, who was excited when she came in, begged as if she had been pricked by a needle, but Zhu Qian who was beside her gave her a hard look.

(End of this chapter)