95: C95 Who Is That

C95 Who Is That

1Who is that?!

"The five of them are all here, I don't want to call them out either. Just follow me to the ward. Your task today is to split the patients and clear out some beds before nine in the morning. It's time for the multiple choice questions again. For the first round, the five of you will decide on your own whether to stay or leave, in accordance with your numbering, and also explain the reason. "

Huang Haitao's gaze inadvertently swept across the five students in front of him. Four men and one woman were in pretty good spirits. The girl was holding the tablet in her hands and recording the mission assignments for today. She instantly recognized this girl as the Master Teacher Chi Hong that she had brought a few times, the Bookworm that came from the Medical University.

There was a problem with the distribution!

Huang Haitao immediately understood that the other doctors weren't bad and were all grouped together. It was both a forceful competition and an opportunity to intimidate the rookies.

This kind of division system that seemed somewhat old-fashioned had always been used to train the core reserve strength of the next generation in the hospital.

To put it bluntly, the five Intern standing in front of him should be the target of special care for the Important Class.

In the blink of an eye, a group of people entered the emergency ward on the third floor. The first patient was an old man who had been sent to the hospital with shock. Huang Haitao looked at the medical records in his hands and stared at Chi Hong.

"The next step is to send the patient somewhere?"

"The patient was an elderly patient with a variety of diseases, myocardial infarction, and a history of diabetes of his own, and the results of the examination also showed low blood glucose. "I think we should send it to the gastroenterology department for further examination to improve the digestive and absorptive function of the patient …"

Seeing that Chi Hong had a pair of bright eyes, Chen Qun gave her several reasons for the conversation. It made her feel frustrated.

I originally studied a fake medical science, so why are the reasons and treatments described by others the most advanced.

Huang Haitao waved his hand and told the nurse to call the patient's family members and transfer the old man to the Department of Gastroenterology for consultation.

If there was a problem with the heart and blood vessels, they would be sent to the gastroenterology department. Most likely, in a small county's hospital, no intern would have the guts to give such a diagnosis.

However, in the blink of an eye, Chen Qun had a smile on his face. This was the most famous hospital in the Southern Province, and only the elites had the right to study here. As for those who were weak, they didn't even give a chance. Cao Binn was directly thrown into the medical university to study.

The second patient and the third patient were all injuries caused by a car accident and were sent to orthopaedics and surgery respectively for further treatment.

From the beginning to the end, Dr. Huang, who led them, did not give any evaluation or judgement to the students. He let the students decide for themselves. It was different from the teaching methods in the Mainland. Chen Qun sighed with emotion.

The same patients in a large hospital like Xiangyun can almost get a perfect diagnosis, but in a small hospital, it's impossible to get a systematic diagnosis." No wonder all the patients had flocked to the big city to consult with experts. Their goal was naturally to get the best treatment.

When it was Chen Qun's turn, he saw the middle-aged man who was lying on the bed reading a medical magazine. His first thought was that he would become a rhubarb man because he had jaundice.

He looked at the patient's test results and found that he was quite wealthy. He practically did all the different kinds of examinations that the hospital could do.

All the tests were normal.

"Doctor, have I got some kind of skin cancer that causes the skin color to change? Do you need to do some chemotherapy? "

"No need, you can leave the hospital today. Stop eating the carotene and vitamins you eat every day, and after a few days your skin color will be normal. "

"What, you said I don't have any problems? Skin discoloration is not skin cancer? Chief Physician, if you don't examine more, you can just come to a conclusion. This attitude is extremely irresponsible! "

Huang Haitao crossed his arms in front of his chest and shook his head helplessly, "To be honest, the hospital loves patients like you the most." The doctor may have missed something, but the test results will not. In particular, you have all the data you need, and you've done all the tests you need to do. Yesterday's consultation had already revealed the result. You're not sick! Alright, Chen, explain the reason. "

Chen Qun pointed to the various health books that the patient put on the bed and laughed.

"Carotene makes your skin yellow, vitamin nicotinic acid makes you red, and when mixed together, that's your color. If you don't believe me, you can use a palette to verify it. I'm pretty sure that the carotene you're eating is imported, and it's a hundred times more expensive than at home, but the ingredients haven't changed at all, so you can stop. "

The patient's mouth moved twice. He suddenly clenched his teeth, stared at Chen Qun, and said while gnashing his teeth. "Alright, I'll stop for a few days. If my condition doesn't improve, I'll sue your hospital until I run out of money."

Chen Qun almost said something about introducing him to a mental hospital, then he swallowed his words. For such a conceited and eccentric patient, anything he said would be superfluous.

Being able to say the words of suing a public hospital to the point of ruin everything, his only problem was that he needed to mend his brain.

Huang Haitao turned around and left, not even bothering to explain. In his heart, however, he felt more familiar with the little doctor, Chen Qun.

His thoughts were truly strange. Everyone had quarreled for several days about this patient, but none of them were able to give a reasonable explanation for the patient's reason for coming to see them — his skin had turned yellow.

But now he had found out. It was just that he had taken a lot of vitamins.

Simple case, simple diagnosis, simple treatment. The series of tests that had been carried out by the hospital had been rendered useless.

Huang Haitao walked to the corridor outside and slowed down his pace as he asked slowly. That doctor, how can you be sure that he ate too much carotene, which led to the result? "

I am at least an eighth grade in English.

Chen Qun secretly pointed at the ward with his finger, "The patient is carrying several plates of imported carotene, piled with books. Plus, the books he was reading were all about health care, so it was not hard to guess that someone was trying to sell him vitamins, which caused his skin color to change. "

Ah, the power of reasoning is like Holmes.

Huang Haitao had improved Chen Qun's evaluation from a whole new level. From an ordinary member, he had become a special member with talent.

He had only taken a few steps when the buzzer sounded in front of him.

"Doctor, call the doctor!"

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