Physician: Hello, Intern

Chapter 68 Too late to even check

The group left the ward again, Zheng Zhe walked in the front, and said to Zhu Qian who was beside him: "Doctor Zhu, continue to treat the patient according to your plan, it seems that the possibility of necrotizing fasciitis is even 5.00% There is no chance."

"Yes." Zhu Qian replied confidently.

"However, if the antibiotics are still ineffective within 30 hours, it is necessary to do a histological examination. At that time, it may be necrotizing sarcositis." Zheng Zhe gave Zhu Qian a good suggestion.

"Okay." Zhu Qian smiled, and raised her chin arrogantly to look at the dejected Fang Lin.

At this moment, Fang Lin could not utter a word. The second examination was regarded as Zheng Zhe's respect for her thoughts, but the diagnosis result was not what she said.

Fang Lin swallowed. Although it is possible that what they said was right, Fang Lin still had doubts.

"Let's go to the next ward." Zheng Zhe led a few doctors forward, and glanced at Fang Lin from the corner of his eye.

He felt that he might not have taken her emotions into account these few days, so he took her around the room today, but he didn't want to almost let her mess around.

……

Because of doubts, Fang Lin continued to do research on Liu Meijuan's situation after finishing his rounds.

The value of the blood test report was displayed on the computer screen, which was biased toward necrotizing fasciitis, and seemed a little lower.

But the test data is only the patient's physical condition at the time. A few hours have passed. If it is really necrotizing fasciitis, the subcutaneous tissue is being destroyed...

Is it right?

As long as there is any suspicious point, the patient can be examined to prove whether the patient has necrotizing fasciitis, but where can the suspicious point be found?

Sitting by the computer, Fang Lin kept watching the patient's examination, and compared it to the normal value. He had doubts in his heart but couldn't confirm it. It was very difficult.

Lin Weiyang walked over, glanced at Fang Lin, "Are you still seeing myofiitis?"

"That's right, come find information with me." Fang Lin warmly invited.

"Hey, that's Dr. Zhu's patient. It doesn't seem right for us to do this, right?" Lin Weiyang felt chills down his back as he thought about Zhu Qian's strength on weekdays.

"What's wrong?" Fang Lin didn't think there was anything wrong.

While the two were talking, Zhu Qian came over and asked Fang Lin with a cold face, "Why do you want to read my patient's examination report?"

"Huh? I can't read the medical records of Dr. Zhu's patients?" Fang Lin said cheekily, "I don't know, and there is no such rule."

"Go away!" Zhu Qian dragged Fang Lin's chair angrily, threw it aside, and gave Fang Lin a hard look.

Fang Lin pursed the corners of his lips, picked up the book on the table, and said to Lin Weiyang: "What you just said, are you going?"

Lin Weiyang didn't have much enthusiasm for learning, and this matter was against Zhu Qian...

It's not that he doesn't want to study, but that he doesn't want to annoy Zhu Qian.

……

Fang Lin stayed in the library alone, and based on the patient's blood test report data she had just seen, she looked up the relevant information.

Under uncertain circumstances, she went to Zheng Zhe again.

When she rushed to the operating room, Zheng Zhe had already entered the operating room first.

Fang Lin flinched and stood discouraged in front of the closed door.

"What are you doing?" Xu Baichen just walked out of the operating room next to him, "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, I want to report something to Dr. Zheng." Fang Lin said seriously.

Xu Baichen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Is it just to report to work? Could it be because of work to fall in love?"

Fang Lin lowered her head. She and Zheng Zhe hadn't had much love. Although she once liked this man, she now wants to be a qualified doctor.

"I really need to report the situation. Liu Meijuan, who was on our rounds in the morning, I have seen her blood test report, and the platelet count has exceeded [-]. I would like to apply for a biopsy to see if it is necrotizing fasciitis. ?”

Xu Baichen's eyes darkened for a moment, "To judge whether it is necrotizing fasciitis, the platelets seem to be at [-]."

"That's why I came to report. If I can be sure, I don't have to bother so much." Fang Lin said helplessly.

"Is that your patient?" Xu Baichen asked again.

Fang Lin shook his head, "No, it's Dr. Zhu's patient, but I'm just worried."

After Xu Baichen chuckled, he strode away.

Fang Lin was still standing at the door of the operating room, waiting for Zheng Zhe. After asking the nurse, he found out that Zheng Zhe's operation would take at least three hours to complete.

Fang Lin could only go back if he couldn't wait for Zheng Zhe.

Because he was worried about the patient, Fang Lin went to the ward again. The moment he opened the door, he found Xu Baichen and Zhu Bowen inside.

Zhu Bowen greeted her, Fang Lin pursed his lips, walked quietly to his side, and watched Xu Baichen diagnose the patient, "I am doctor Xu Baichen." Xu Baichen said to the patient, "I can take a look at your Is it the affected area?"

"Yes," Liu Meijuan replied.

Compared with the gentle Zheng Zhe in the morning, Xu Baichen looked a little cold.

The quilt was pulled back, and Liu Meijuan's legs were exposed, red all over.

From Fang Lin's point of view, in just three hours, the color of the affected area had obviously deepened, and the inflammation inside was spreading wantonly.

Xu Baichen focused his eyes on the affected area, "How long has it been?"

"About five days."

Xu Baichen put on disposable gloves and touched the affected area directly...

"Ah—" the patient screamed in pain.

Fang Lin's eyes widened. Is this completely different from the situation in the morning?

Xu Baichen lifted Liu Meijuan's leg again...

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts to death!" Liu Meijuan cried out in unbearable pain.

"It hurts?" Xu Baichen asked.

Liu Meijuan burst into tears, "Yeah, the pain is unbearable, it's not like this even in the morning."

"It may be more painful this time." Xu Baichen said in advance, twisting the patient's leg muscles...

"Ah!" Liu Meijuan grabbed Xu Baichen's hand and stopped his movement, "Stop doing it, it hurts too much, I can't bear it, I can't bear it at all..."

Xu Baichen let go of his hand, frowned and carefully looked at the layers of tissue in the affected area, the colors were all stepped. "It could be exacerbation of cellulitis, evolving into a more dangerous necrotizing myositis."

Xu Baichen's explanation respected Zheng Zhe's diagnosis in front of the patient, "Let's go for a comprehensive examination to see if it is necrotizing fasciitis?"

Liu Meijuan suddenly heard that her condition was getting worse, and she was a little anxious, "Will it be serious?"

"It's a bit serious, but the operation must be done as soon as possible, and there is no delay." Xu Baichen said to Zhu Bowen next to him, "Go and arrange the operating room, as soon as possible."

"Yes." Zhu Bowen agreed and went to work.

Only then did Xu Baichen notice that Fang Lin was also here.

Fang Lin smiled at him, but Xu Baichen gave her a cold face and continued: "If it is really found to be necrotizing fasciitis, it is necessary to perform myositis and intracellular resection."

Liu Meijuan's face turned pale when she heard about the cutting, but fortunately, she was only cutting the inner cells, and there was a delay, and it was really possible to cut the legs.

Fang Lin's thoughts were recognized by Xu Baichen, but she didn't smile, but reminded Xu Baichen, "Professor, is she a patient of Dr. Zheng?"

Xu Baichen glanced at the patient's affected area, "There is nothing more important than the patient's left leg now. You go to help Dr. Zhu, first go to the anesthesiology department to submit the application, hurry up!"

Fang Lin was yelled at, and after a moment of shock, he ran to get busy.

Almost the whole process was spent running, racing against time, in order to prevent the patient's condition from deteriorating as soon as possible.

……

After Zheng Zhe finished the operation and walked out of the operating room, he suddenly thought of Fang Lin's rivalry.

Thinking that cellulitis is fasciitis, she is stubborn and will definitely stick to her belief and continue to look for doubts, but she doesn't know how to find it now?
Picking up the phone in the operating room, Zheng Zhe dialed the number at the nurse's station, "Is Dr. Fang there?"

"No."

"Is Doctor Zhu Qian Zhu there?"

"Neither."

Zheng Zhe swallowed, "Where's Lin Weiyang?"

"he is."

"Forget it, I'll come here by myself."

Zheng Zhe hung up the phone, pushed open the door of the operating room, and went to the ward area.

……

Ward nurse station.

Zhu Qian walked over with a stiff neck. Before she could stand still, the nurse on duty said to her, "Dr. Zhu, the patient in bed 42 was pushed away by Dr. Xu."

Zhu Qian was stunned for two seconds, then opened her eyes wide, "Push away? Why does Dr. Xu push my patient away?"

"It's Doctor Fang." The nurse added.

Zhu Qian was so angry that her face turned green.

At this moment, Fang Lin and Zhu Bowen were pushing Liu Meijuan to the operating room.

"What are you doing?" Lorna stood in front of Zhu Bowen with a puzzled look on her face, "Why are you sneaking around?"

"Oh, no more, don't you want to send the patient to the operating room earlier." Zhu Bowen explained.

Luo Na's sharp eyes looked at Zhu Bowen and then at Fang Lin.Fang Lin didn't dare to speak, so let Zhu Bowen deal with Lorna.

"Why are you standing there? Let's push together." Zhu Bowen yelled at Lorna.

Lorna was dazed for a moment, and joined Zhu Bowen's team.

Fang Lin looked at Zhu Bowen and felt that he was more and more like Xu Baichen.

……

In the operating room, the anesthesiologist was ready. Fang Lin saw the patient's frightened appearance, and stepped forward to comfort him.

"Don't be nervous, it'll be alright."

"En." Liu Meijuan, who was suddenly pushed into the operating room, still responded in fear.

When the shadowless lamp came on, Zhu Bowen picked up the oxygen mask and said gently to the patient: "Take a deep breath, put on the oxygen mask and sleep well."

The anesthetist started working, and everything was ready soon, just waiting for Xu Baichen to come to the operation.

Zhu Bowen glanced at Fang Lin, "Do you think it's cool?"

"what?"

"In just 29 minutes, we are ready for everything." Zhu Bowen said proudly.

Fang Lin twitched the corners of his mouth. The longer he stayed in the hospital, the more difficult situations he would encounter.

"However, you are stronger." Zhu Bowen gave Fang Lin a thumbs-up, "How did you think it might be fasciitis? It's hard to judge."

"I'm not sure either." Fang Lin was worried, "Didn't you say to do a comprehensive examination on the patient first? Why did you push the patient into the operating room without the examination?"

"The professor has already diagnosed myomitis, and if it is delayed for 1 minute, the patient's condition will double..."

(End of this chapter)