Doctor of Healing

Meng Qingfei shook his head, "Let me think about it carefully, you can't help me with this matter. Wait a moment, I will explain the ins and outs to you carefully when I find time, so that you don't step on the trap when you encounter similar patients."

"Mr. Meng, this kind of thing... seems to have nothing to do with the emergency department." Ji Xiang reminded in a low voice.

Meng Qingfei sighed, "Xiaoji, I know this is a trap. Look at the bosses who have eyes, ears, nose, throat, spirits, and mouths. None of them are over 30 years old."

"Uh……"

"They are still young and inexperienced. Once they step on a pit, it will be a tiankeng. I can understand it and help them."

Ji Xiang was stunned.

Most of the people he met in the hospital were people who turned the blame on him, and rarely met anyone who took the blame on himself.

Meng Qingfei is a special case.

He is a good man.

But Ji Xiang smiled after thinking about it, as if saying that Meng Qingfei is a good person is not a compliment.

In the past 20 years, the good person card has become a curse word. The girl said it like this, and the idea that came to her mind in the hospital is still the same.

Meng Qingfei pondered, and after a long time, he typed out a paragraph word by word.

Doctor-patient communication is very mediocre, no problems can be seen, there is no sharp edge, and it does not show that he has taken control of the overall situation.

Just like what the system npc said, Meng Qingfei has subconsciously hidden his clumsiness.If you don't understand the reason for this communication, you will definitely say that Meng Qingfei's writing is not detailed enough, worse than that of an intern.

But Ji Xiang understands that Meng Qingfei is a manifestation of his perfection and perfection.

After finishing the communication, Meng Qingfei let out a long sigh.

"Xiaoji, can you see what's wrong with what I wrote?"

[The patient is seriously injured, and the damaged skin is extremely polluted. Due to economic constraints, the patient stated that he knew the cost of non-damage cosmetic thread sutures, and expressed that he could not bear it, so it was changed to...]

"Teacher, the writing is very good." Ji Xiang praised sincerely.

"What's the good thing?" Meng Qingfei looked back into Ji Xiang's eyes, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth.

"Strictly keep neutral." Ji Xiang thought for a long time, and gave an evaluation that seemed inappropriate.

Meng Qingfei laughed.

The four words Ji Xiang said came to his heart.

Take it to communicate with the patient. When the patient listened to Meng Qingfei's word for word, the expression on his face changed from serious to relieved, and finally relaxed.

"Brother Meng, is there any damage to my hand..." The boss outside the mouth said half of a sentence, and Meng Qingfei raised his foot and stepped on his foot.

The boss outside the mouth had already changed his clothes, and he was wearing slippers with his bare feet, when Meng Qingfei stepped on him and let out a cry of pain.

"According to the patient's opinion, let's use ordinary sutures." Meng Qingfei made a decision first, he was afraid that some bosses would say something inappropriate, "But I have already written here, ordinary sutures may leave serious scars, maybe Affect the function of your facial organs."

"Doctor, I know." The patient picked up a pen, signed, and then dipped his own blood into a bloody handprint without looking for ink pads.

"There is another copy." Meng Qingfei handed over the second informed consent form to the patient.

Do the same thing.

"It's clearly written here, because of economic constraints. Alas, they are all poor people, you are, and so are we." Meng Qingfei sighed, "As long as I have some skills, I am in my 40s, and I can still burn oil in the middle of the night. Does the emergency department treat patients?"

Ji Xiang knew in his heart that Meng Qingfei wanted to resonate with the patients and try to reduce the hostility as much as possible.In case something happens, this sentence can at least reduce the hostility by 1%.

"Doctor, you have worked hard." The patient obviously resonated, and he said sincerely.

"It's not hard work. If you want to talk about this person, you still have to earn a lot of money. That's enough, you guys take turns to sew, and don't go to the operating room. Here is the tetanus bill, and we will pay together later." Meng Qingfei said, " Thanks everyone, I'm going to sleep."

Meng Qingfei washed his hands and wiped the back of his buttocks.

The inpatient manager of ENT gave Meng Qingfei a disdainful look, but said nothing in front of the patient.

She despised Meng Qingfei for being unhygienic, and she also despised Meng Qingfei for not caring about patients and not even using non-damaging sutures. She probably thought that Meng Qingfei was afraid of trouble.

Ji Xiang saw her expression in his eyes.

"Mr. Meng, no one else knows what you do."

After going out, Ji Xiang said.

"Why let them know?" Meng Qingfei asked rhetorically.

"..."

"It's almost enough, this kind of thing can only be carried by yourself." Meng Qingfei dragged Ji Xiang to the duty room, "Xiaoji, do you know what happened?"

"I probably know a little bit, Mr. Meng, please tell me first."

Meng Qingfei talked about a clinical case, which is more exciting than empathy, but the meaning is probably the same.

"The patient is looking for a disability identification. I feel that there is at least an 80% possibility."

"Well, Mr. Meng, you are right." Ji Xiang nodded.

Meng Qingfei really has rich clinical experience.

"I'm a person, I'm a bit persecuted and delusional, so when I see people encounter it, I think about what to do when I encounter it. I can't remember it usually. I saw his blood on his face, but he didn't cover it at all. I just guessed. arrive."

"When communicating, the patient's expression also explained the problem." Ji Xiang added.

"So, don't worry too much, try to clean yourself up. A doctor with no clinical experience will write down this kind of crap and explain to the patient how big the scar may be. If it is serious..."

"Mr. Meng, what happened last time when you encountered a similar thing?" Ji Xiang understood the previous things very deeply, and he asked the result directly.

Meng Qingfei's expression was slightly gloomy, and he sighed and said, "Two years later, that doctor was stabbed with a knife. It was reported at the time that he stabbed an irrelevant doctor, which belongs to the society of indiscriminate revenge, but I know, and 2 There is an inevitable connection between the events of years ago."

"..."

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

Chapter 699 Massachusetts Veterinary Hospital

After saying a few more words, Meng Qingfei drove Ji Xiang away and asked him to go home and rest.

Watching Ji Xiang beckoning to someone in the night, picking up his bicycle and riding away from the hospital, Meng Qingfei watched Ji Xiang disappear with great interest.

"Why does he know everything? Is this still Gui Peisheng? A monster." Meng Qingfei said to himself.

But after speaking, he smiled and turned back.

In today's incident, I can only say that I am unlucky, and Meng Qingfei is willing to take a little risk for the young people.

After all, if he acts according to the boss of the oral surgery department, there is about a 0.2% chance of being stabbed to death after a few years.

Meng Qingfei didn't bother to explain to them, and he didn't want to sell this matter.

It is enough to know the world, and Meng Qingfei came back to take a look at the busy stitching, and then communicated with the patient and the patient's family.

What a busy night shift, Meng Qingfei sighed inwardly.

It seems that after Xiaoji came to help, the more he helped, the busier he became.

His previous class was not so chaotic, Meng Qingfei was a little helpless.I don't know if it's my problem or Ji Xiang's problem.

……

……

Early the next morning, Ji Xiang came to the hospital and saw Lin Jiuze talking to the family members of the patient with black urine.

He passed by, but was stopped by Lin Jiuze.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, wait a moment."

"What's wrong, Doctor Lin?"

Lin Jiuze walked up to Ji Xiang and asked suspiciously, "The patient said that he was treated in the emergency department yesterday because of gastric lavage due to an overdose of medicine, and found a black urine joint disorder."

"Probably."

Ji Xiang knew that it was Meng Qingfei who asked the patient to come to him, and then took him to find Deng Chaohong, so Lin Jiu guessed that the patient had something to do with him.

"Alkuria is a genetic disease. It is rarely encountered clinically, and it is even more difficult to diagnose." Lin Jiu said directly, "Dr. Ji Xiang, you were here last night, right? How did you diagnose it?"

"I'm here, but I didn't make the diagnosis. It was Meng Qingfei who made the diagnosis."

"!!!" Lin Jiuze's expression froze.

Seeing Jixiang walking forward to change clothes, Lin Jiuze chased after him and said sincerely, "I was misdiagnosed once at Massachusetts General Hospital, and it took a long time to confirm that the diagnosis was black urine. Dr. Jixiang , can you tell me about the diagnostic process?"

"Ms. Meng saw light blue marks on the patient's ears and palms, so she took out her mobile phone."

Ji Xiang made a gesture of holding the phone.

"cell phone?"

"Yes, Teacher Meng searched for relevant information online."

Lin Jiuze's chin almost fell on his feet.

For a difficult and rare disease like black urine, the doctor who made the correct diagnosis actually looked it up online? !

What kind of net is this?Skynet?

"I checked it a few times, and made a differential diagnosis based on the possibilities given on the Internet. Finally, I suspected that it was probably black urine. We observed the patient's urine again, and it was probably confirmed. As for the rest, we need to continue to check after admission."

Lin Jiu was speechless. He was silently thinking about Meng Qingfei's online medical treatment, and his countless questions finally turned into confusion.

so strong?

Originally, Lin Jiu thought that Ji Xiang's diagnostic ability was appalling, but now he was even more surprised and even a little uneasy when he heard Ji Xiang's talk about Meng Qingfei.

Could it be that they have mastered artificial intelligence?

"Doctor Ji Xiang, are some doctors in China already involved in the field of artificial intelligence?" Lin Jiuze asked cautiously.

"Artificial intelligence? I think it should be possible in 30 years, but not now." Ji Xiang laughed.

"..." Lin Jiu was puzzled.

"Here, just go online and search for ears turning blue."

Ji Xiang recounted Meng Qingfei's search process and differential diagnosis process yesterday, leaving Lin Jiu in a mess in the wind.

Seeing a doctor online is not only a curse word for doctors abroad, but also for doctors abroad.

But that Teacher Meng did just that, and successfully diagnosed alkapia.

Lin Jiuze felt sad, and the endless frustration made him unbearable.

Witnessing Neymar's postoperative recovery, and comparing Wen Banyama's negative case, Lin Jiuze has gradually accepted the fact that Ji Xiang is very strong.

He has already done enough psychological construction for himself, and has accepted this "fact".

But Lin Jiuze never expected that the emergency doctor who accompanied Mr. Ji Xiang to the emergency department without doing his job was actually...

So evil to such an extent.

Using a mobile phone to "see a doctor" can even diagnose black urine!

Lin Jiu felt that there was a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the Second Affiliated Courtyard, and his heart gradually sank.

It's just that Lin Jiuze has limited time, and he is anxiously looking forward to it.

……

A week later.

The recovery data of Vinbanyama and Neymar came again.

Lin Jiu sat in front of the hotel's computer and watched their recovery carefully.

At the same time, Neymar can already do simple rehabilitation training and walk on the ground.The plaster cast on Wen Banyama's foot was replaced with a new one, which is stronger and more reliable.

The MRI showed that Wenbanyama's Achilles tendon still had effusion. Compared with Neymar in the same period, the gap between them was so big that it was indescribable.

The recovery time of the same operation is the same, one can walk, and the other needs to be reinforced with plaster, so can it be the same!

After the operation, it is estimated that Neymar can return to the green field and return to his previous state, but it is difficult for Wen Banyama.

Lin Jiu sighed, recorded the recovery of the two at the same time as a control group, and then clicked to watch Neymar's latest video.

Neymar can already run in small steps, and it can be seen that he is like a cheerful pony on the green field, with endless joy.

The running posture does not tell that the Achilles tendon has undergone such a major operation not long ago, as if it has not been injured.

perhaps……