Rebirth in the 70s: A military wife who was married into a vegetative state

Vascular CT can detect capillary hemangioma, small intestinal hemangioma, arterial dissection, aortic intramural hematoma, etc...

An Nian almost immediately recited the knowledge points he had read before, but what was the meaning of them?

The patient has no symptoms of the above diseases so far. Instead, she thinks that the patient should have an eye scan. If there are instruments for interventional surgery, she might be able to take a look temporarily.

The machine used for interventional surgery cannot perform angiography, but there are some similarities between the two and can be used as an emergency replacement.

"Dr. An, come here and take a look."

An Nian was thinking when he suddenly heard his name and hurried forward.

"Mr. Weng."

Mr. Weng smiled gently: "You can't see the patient standing so far away. Come over and check his pulse."

"Ok."

An Nian sat down and rubbed his hands together. After his palms became warm, he smiled and said to the young man on the bed.

"Please extend your left hand."

Xue Kai sat back on the pillow, lowered his head slightly, and said nothing more when he saw An Nian's overly young and beautiful face.

In the past, he would never have allowed a group of young doctors to surround him like a monkey, but it was different now. The more people in the ward, the safer he felt.

An Nian put her hand on his pulse and pressed it slightly with three fingers.

The pulse is slightly weak, mainly gentle, and occasionally there is a beating feeling, indicating that the other person is anxious.

Other than that, everything works fine.

After giving the above diagnosis, An Nian sighed secretly because she had not found the cause.

Slowly retracting her hand, she retreated behind Mr. Weng.

Mr. Weng didn't ask any more questions. He just told him that he would tell him immediately after the vascular CT results came out.

After that, he left with a group of people.

After seeing the patient, he still needs to conduct a later consultation. Mr. Weng is a very powerful doctor, but he is not a god. He never thinks that he can be 100% correct. He also needs to listen to the opinions of other directors in the hospital.

The consultation lasted for three hours, and An Nian sat in the back and listened quietly to the end.

After listening, she realized why this young patient named Xue Kai was admitted to the cardiology department.

It stands to reason that his symptoms are mainly two: eye problems and mental problems.

However, the other party was not willing to enter a psychiatric department and thought that his eyes were not a big problem. The main reason was that he thought too much.

Speaking of this, Zhu Yao, the director of the Department of Cardiology, looked aggrieved.

"Actually, it really has nothing to do with us. All the examinations we should do here have been completed, and he does not need additional treatment.

The current medication is mainly used to treat pink eye and anti-anxiety symptoms. "

The director of the ophthalmology department sat on the edge and smiled but said nothing.

He must not be willing to transfer the patient to his own department.

Ophthalmology is not going smoothly in Shenzhen.

Eyes are very delicate organs, and surgeries require additional precision instruments. These instruments are not available in hospitals now. It is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, and he does not want to take the blame for this.

Besides, Xue Kai always said that he could see ghosts. Although everyone present was materialistic, no matter how materialistic people should be afraid, they still have to be afraid.

It's late at night, and doctors don't dare to walk at night!

When such a patient enters the ophthalmology ward, you don't need to think about it to know that it is a big trouble.

Mr. Weng knocked on the table: "What disease are you considering now?"

"This one……"

"that……"

Several senior directors present looked at each other, no one could make a judgment.

Finally, Zhu Yao, who was the most eager, spoke: "Mr. Weng, there is really nothing we can do here. You have read all the checklists. How do you judge?"

An Nian stopped writing and nodded his chin.

She had accumulated a lot of experience just now.

Learning from books is always shallow, and patients will not really get sick as written in the book.

An Nian had heard his master say before that the cases and routine examination results written in books could only account for less than 2% of actual life, and the remaining 98% were content outside the books.

The human body is very mysterious. Traditional Chinese medicine used to focus on one person and one person, but there is actually an inherent reason behind it.

It's just that China's population density is too high now, and it's far from being able to provide one-to-one treatment. The one-to-one treatment here refers to the unified unified treatment from doctors to nurses to prescriptions.

There is no other option but to use broader spectrum drugs.

Not to mention anything else, antibiotics are broad-spectrum.

For example, when you have stomachache during menstruation, everyone takes ibuprofen.

But, do you really think ibuprofen is only for stomach pain? no!It is broad-spectrum, it targets the whole body, but a part of it happens to reach the stomach and plays a role in relieving pain.

Going a step further and returning to this patient, An Nian pulled back his thoughts and looked down at the various examination results he had written down and the judgments given by the directors present.

There are not many abnormal indicators. The increase in white blood cells is caused by inflammation. It is most likely his eyes. He was given anti-inflammatory treatment. It stands to reason that inflammation in other places can also be cured.

But after so many days, Xue Kai's condition not only did not improve, but worsened.

This is something An Nian has never figured out.

Seeing that they couldn't explain why, Mr. Weng sighed.

"Have you never considered temporal arteritis?"

As soon as the words "temporal arteritis" came out, An Nian's mind buzzed, and the previously hazy layer of fog disappeared instantly.

"Yes, temporal arteritis is very symptomatic..."

An Nian murmured to himself.

She was sitting behind Mr. Weng, and her voice reached Mr. Weng's ears easily.

Mr. Weng smiled and turned around: "Dr. An Nian, can you tell me the symptoms of temporal arteritis?"

"Okay, Mr. Weng."

An Nian stood up quickly and spoke clearly.

“The main symptoms of temporal arteritis are headache, dizziness, and blurred vision, which may also be accompanied by symptoms such as memory loss and insomnia.

One point that people overlook is that clinically, temporal arteritis has symptoms of local insufficient blood supply. "

It turns out that this is why Mr. Weng ordered a CT scan of the neck blood vessels. He wanted to determine whether there was insufficient blood supply to the neck.

"Insufficient blood supply to the neck will cause the patient's temperature from the neck to the back to drop. Every time Xue Kai turns over, his shoulders and neck are exposed to the air, and the temperature drops instantly, which will aggravate his discomfort.

Give him the illusion that someone is blowing air on his neck!

Insomnia and reduced vision further aggravated his suspicion, so he vaguely saw someone sitting at the head of his bed! "

Sounds ridiculous?

But when people are sick, they really have all kinds of inexplicable imaginations.

Many people are not depressed because they are sick, but more because they are frightened and frightened.

It's just that Xue Kai's imagination is a bit better than ordinary people, and he suddenly starred in "Liao Zhai".

The more the directors present listened, the more they felt that they were listening to heavenly scriptures. If it weren't for Mr. Weng who was sitting here and never refuted An Nian, he even nodded while twirling his beard.

They all wanted to drive An Nian out.

I asked you to explain the characteristics of temporal arteritis. Why did you tell me all the subsequent diagnoses? !

Are you talking so miraculous? !

A small case of temporal arteritis is turned into a supernatural program that can be put on the tape recorder.

An Nian was there, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Mr. Weng seriously.

"Mr. Weng, do you think I'm right?"

A flash of appreciation flashed in Mr. Weng's eyes: "That's very well said."

He looked around: "Whether it's temporal arteritis or not, we'll know after seeing the final results."

Not long after he finished speaking, the blood vessel CT examination results were sent over.

The blood flow velocity and blood vessel images shown above were like a slap on everyone's face.

A group of directors are not as good as a small assistant.

However, when I think about it...

This young Dr. An Nian, who can follow Mr. Weng at such an age, must not be a small person. Maybe he is a medical genius?

Directors comfort themselves like this.

Others said in their hearts: In addition to medical knowledge, she must also have a good background, otherwise how could Mr. Weng take her with him?

Anyway, all things considered, they have no problem.

Zhu Yao took a deep breath: "Dr. An Nian, your knowledge is so vast! Mr. Weng, is this your close disciple? You are really amazing."

Mr. Weng laughed loudly: "I would like to accept her as my close disciple, but unfortunately she has already become my teacher to Mr. Qiao."

"Mr. Qiao? Is Mr. Qiao Yongsheng?"

Zhu Yao's expression changed slightly.

As the saying goes, it is better for the county magistrate to take charge now!

Mr. Weng can be said to be the top person in the medical system, and the national health care team is still headed by him.

Qiao Yongsheng is slightly inferior to Weng Lao in terms of status, but it cannot be compared like this!

Mr. Qiao is now assigned to take charge of the medical work in the entire Shen City. He can decide whether he and others will stay or leave with just a few words, and can even decide the status of the No. [-] hospital in Shen City!

Mr. Weng nodded with a smile: "That's right."

As he finished speaking, the gentle directors all showed kind smiles on their faces.

"It turns out that Dr. An is Mr. Qiao's disciple, no wonder he is so powerful."

"Mr. Qiao is our number one in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. I just saw Dr. An taking the patient's pulse. I thought he was just counting the heart rate, but it turned out to be a real pulse diagnosis."

"Dr. An, you are amazing!"

"Yes!"

The change in everyone's attitude did not make An Nian feel that he was really great.

She was still far away from Mr. Weng. Only after Mr. Weng gave the diagnosis could she continue to think along the way.

If this disease was left to her to diagnose and treat herself, she would have to resort to spiritual power.

An Nian was seeing a doctor just now and deliberately did not use spiritual power to detect. She wanted to rely on medical skills to see the doctor, not golden fingers.

Spiritual power can be used as a last resort, but it must not be relied upon too much.

This is the Dharma-ending world after all. An Nian has practiced for a long time and absorbed countless jade stones. The place where the Nascent Soul originally sat cross-legged in his body still looks like a whirlpool. The spiritual power stored in the body will escape as long as it reaches a certain level.

She was mentally prepared to lose her spiritual power completely one day.

Facing the compliments from everyone, An Nian kept a smile on his face and thanked him kindly.

The directors present saw that she was very gentle and not as arrogant as ordinary people when they are young and successful, so they had a better impression of her.

Mr. Weng smiled and dropped a bomb.

"Dr. An Nian will go to work in the emergency department later, so you should take more care of her then.

Nian Nian, bring the notebook over and ask the directors to write down their contact information for you. "

"Ok."

An Nian handed his notebook to the nearest director.

Everyone took turns and wrote down all the phone numbers and addresses where they could be found.

A quarter of an hour later, An Nian gained the support of the backbone of the hospital, and the future journey will be smoother.

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at the same time.

Ganglong Shopping Mall is the shopping mall with the best location and the largest area in the center of Shenzhen City.

Normally it is already crowded, and people who want to buy things will come here.

Today, it was a bit more crowded than usual.

There seemed to be a steady stream of people on the road heading towards the shopping mall. They all had unusual excitement on their faces and talked excitedly with the people around them as they walked.

"You didn't see it! There is a fashion show on the first floor of the mall over there! Oh my god, those models are so beautiful!"

"Didn't you read it once in the morning? Why are you here again in the afternoon?"

"Hey! Watching it once is not enough! I will definitely have to watch it several times! Such an exquisite figure is not common!"

The two men strode towards the mall, talking and laughing louder and louder, becoming more and more unrestrained.

Suddenly, in the next second, a middle-aged woman rushed over from the side and reached out to twist one of the men's ears.

"You old pervert! How dare you go behind my back to see some naked woman?! You are so courageous!"

"Alas! Wife! Wife! Be gentle! Be gentle!"

"Be gentle?! If I don't twist your ears off today, I will take your last name!"

The man was in so much pain and couldn't do anything to his wife that he could only beg for mercy.

"Daughter-in-law! You misunderstood me! I really didn't look at any naked beauties! I looked at models with clothes on!

The store owner said that they are professional models specially invited from art schools! "

"Haha, if you don't look at her carefully, how do you know she is a beauty?!"

Women's logic is very online, and they can grasp the key points instantly.

The man choked, rolled his eyes, and immediately took out a handful of money from his pocket.

"I want to buy you some clothes! The first time I saw the model, I thought of you! You will look good in their clothes!

Look, I took out all the private money I had saved for several years! "

The woman looked at the small-denomination banknotes in her husband's hand and was doubtful: "Are you telling the truth?"

"I must be serious! You know me, I hide one or two cents every day just to buy cigarettes, and the rest I will buy you a birthday gift every year."

The man smiled and put his arm around the woman's shoulders, approaching her.

"You are the one I love most in my life!"

Fortunately, when he came out, he was prepared.

Thinking that the money would be turned into clothes later, the man felt heartbroken.

After glaring at the man who had already disappeared, the man gritted his teeth secretly. He must also tell Lao Wang's wife when he goes back later. His private money is gone, and Lao Wang's can't be kept!

Seeing his assurance, the woman was a little moved: "Then go in and take a look."

When the two of them finally squeezed in, the woman also saw the model.

She was stunned!

Immediately, all the previous frivolities of his man were thrown out of the sky.

"Good...so pretty..."

The skirt is beautiful!

The model looks good too!

Their makeup looks great too!

God!

How can you have such a slim-fitting suit?

Would it look so beautiful on myself?

Qiao Shi was busy in the store. She had a premonition that Nian Nian's idea would attract many customers, so she hired twice as many people early on.

Now, twice as many shop assistants are so busy they wish they had four hands.

She, the big boss of a clothing company, had no choice but to join in.

"Sister, don't stand at the door, come in and take a look! You have such a good figure, you will look even more radiant when you put on the clothes in our store..."