Chapter 162: 【162】Telephone guidance from teachers
Chapter 162 [162] Teachers' telephone guidance
"Are you sure it's a tension pneumothorax?" Dr. Yang had to put a big question mark first, because it was the trainee who was diagnosing the patient.
"The patient's right chest is full and the intercostal space is enlarged. There is no X-ray machine and CT machine available for examination. In this way, Dr. Yang, I will let you listen to the patient's breathing rate first."
The female voice opposite was so calm that it exceeded the expectations of all the teachers here!
Dr. Jin swallowed his saliva in surprise: Was this female trainee rumored in the hospital for the past two days really so powerful?
Dr. Lin raised his eyebrows: As expected.
As for Doctor Yang, he was stunned.
Fu Xinheng narrowed his eyes, and the strange expressions of Cao Yong and the others last night appeared in his mind again.
The patient's breathing sound came from the phone: exhaling, exhaling, exhaling, the breathing was becoming shallow, the breathing rate was significantly reduced, and it was becoming more and more difficult, as if suffocating at any time.
"I put my finger on the affected area on the chest for percussion. Teacher Yang, please listen to it. Is it the sound of the drum?" Xie Wanying said, holding the mobile phone in one hand close to the patient's chest, and the other hand with three fingers close together and tapping lightly patient's ward.
A group of teachers pricked up their ears and listened intently to every voice on the phone, which was at stake for the patient's life.
A sound like dong——, dong—— came over.
"I put the stethoscope on the patient's chest to see if Mr. Yang can hear the breath sounds on the patient's healthy side, and then compare the affected side." Next, Xie Wanying took out the stethoscope from the first aid kit and put the earpiece on the patient. under the left clavicle.
Can't hear it, can't hear it at all. Again, the future development of communications is too important for medical development.
But it doesn't matter, based on the percussion sound just now, the clinical teachers can preliminarily judge that Xie Wanying can be said to have a correct diagnosis.
"It's a tension pneumothorax, you need to exhaust it quickly!" Dr. Jin said to Dr. Yang.
is a trainee, how to let the trainee operate? Dr. Yang asked anxiously, and shouted across the phone: "How far are you from the hospital now?"
Definitely choose to send it back to the hospital first!
The two traffic policemen who drove the car replied: "It will take at least 30 minutes."
"Are you sure you can arrive in thirty minutes?" Dr. Yang asked.
The traffic police can't guarantee it at all, because the road conditions are really bad tonight. It can be seen that the time it takes for a patient to arrive at the hospital may be much longer than thirty minutes.
"It's too late, Dr. Yang." Dr. Jin said anxiously.
The patient's breathing sound is too late, and he must exhaust first, otherwise his heart will stop.
"What kind of heart disease is he?" Dr. Yang was also anxious, his voice hoarse.
The patient was speechless from the beginning. Xie Wanying had to use the stethoscope to listen to the patient herself, and then use her supernatural powers to help judge. I waited and didn't hear her answer, the clinical teacher here didn't know what happened. Doctor Jin shouted, "Zhao Zhaowei!"
Zhao Zhaowei was so nervous that his eyelids twitched. He heard the teacher's voice before answering: "Doctor Jin, I'm here."
"You said, what kind of heart disease does he have?" Dr. Jin asked.
"Yingying and I don't know. He can't speak. Yingying is listening to his heart with a stethoscope." Zhao Zhaowei said stutteringly.
The two students left two completely different impressions on the teachers just from the tone and content of their answers.
"Is it the same class?" Dr. Yang questioned.
Dr. Kim and Dr. Lin nodded, no doubt about that.
Dr. Yang remembered Yue Wentong, who entered the operating room with him last night. It seemed that he was in the same class. The same class is very different. By the way, Yue Wentong didn't go to work with the teacher today, so he had to take a break from home.
(end of this chapter)
