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168 One in and one out

"This is the clinical practice. Not to mention that ordinary people have a sense of disease, their diagnosis and treatment are about zero. Even an old doctor, what can I do? If something happens, it will happen." Meng Qingfei said.

"Teacher, what else is there?"

"Of course, don't think you are very powerful." Meng Qingfei looked at Ji Xiang and said directly, without thinking that Ji Xiang would think too much.

Ji Xiang smiled.

The system NPC has also said similar things.

"Some time ago... do you know that the pediatric emergency department of our hospital was suspended?" Meng Qingfei suddenly changed the topic.

"I don't know, Teacher Meng."

"There are fewer and fewer pediatricians. It is troublesome to support a pediatric department and a newborn baby. The serious pediatric patients have stopped. There is nothing we can do. Then again, a patient carries the child to see the doctor."

There is still a difference between Meng Qingfei and Zhao Zhe. Although he speaks out of the topic, he always takes back the topic as soon as possible.

Except for the white and dirty clothes, this person's other points are pretty good, Ji Xiang thought.

"A newborn at 30 weeks ago, the county hospital sent it with a 120 ambulance. I opened the hospitalization form and was hospitalized directly, for fear that something would happen halfway through the road would be difficult to explain if there was no doctor, so I followed him."

"How did it happen later?"

"A premature baby of 30 weeks has progressive dyspnea, moaning, cyanosis, and inhalation within 4 to 12 hours after birth. I'll test you what disease is diagnosed?"

"Newborn respiratory distress syndrome." Ji Xiang replied directly if he thought about it.

"Not bad." Meng Qingfei nodded. Ji Xiang's basic knowledge was indeed very solid.

Although this is a simple question, half of the answers can be answered by non-pediatric doctors.

"The treatment of neonatal respiratory distress syndrome requires a medicine, pig lung phosphate injection, the product name of this medicine in our hospital is Guersu, 5,300 per plug."

"Oh." Ji Xiang has no idea about money. It doesn't matter if you add more than 5,300 or less.

Seeing Ji Xiang's face was calm, Meng Qingfei was slightly stunned, but he didn't think much about it.

"While I took the children to the neonatal ward, I gave them a vaccination and told them about this medicine."

"You know, if both doctors with different systems say, the patient's family will have a higher acceptance. This medicine is too expensive and there is no benefit. It won't be much used in a year, and the manufacturer is going to be a natural flow."

Meng Qingfei explained, Ji Xiang probably knew what he meant.

"I used it at home later. Have the child been ready?" Ji Xiang asked.

He guessed that Teacher Meng was telling him such a clinical experience.

"No, the next day I hadn't gotten off work, the child died."

“!

!”

"Because Guersu is expensive, the patient's family discussed it. I don't know which doctor to call him, but he said directly that the hospital could not have such expensive medicine!"

"That's right, it's useless?" Ji Xiang was surprised.

"Well, it's useless." Meng Qingfei said calmly, "Just because of the doctor's words, the patient's family refused to take the medicine, and the patient died."

"What I told you is the same as not removing the stitches for the patient." Meng Qingfei said very seriously, "Now there are many branches of clinical departments, and it is impossible to describe it if you are separated by a mountain. Each department is separated by a mountain. You know."

Ji Xiang was so proud that he nodded.

"That's probably what it means." Meng Qingfei smiled, "Nothing else, our nurses in our hospital gave birth to children, and how many neonatal jaundice are delayed, so it's our nurses."

"Teacher Meng, I understand."

"I often come and see if you have nothing to do. If you can hold some small stitches, I will take you to do them first." Meng Qingfei felt that he had given Ji Xiang a great favor, and said cautiously, "If you succeed, you can sew it yourself."

Ji Xiang didn't explain how good he did the surgery, and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.

"I didn't say this. I was off work a few days ago and went to the imaging department to have something to do. They said something that made me dizzy."

"A graduate student in the imaging department, my doctor, has gone through whom I have stayed." Meng Qingfei said, "I haven't obtained a professional certificate for three years."

"Uh, it won't be."

"The point where I was confused was that I didn't know that doctors in the imaging department also had to take the practice certificate. If you want the right to diagnose, you must have a medical position. Otherwise, it is a technical position. Four-year imaging technology cannot take the medical examination. Five-year medical imaging system gets a clinical diploma."

“…”

Ji Xiang was also a little dizzy when he was surrounded.

Four years, five years of imaging medicine are actually different.

"There is also the child who can pass the postgraduate entrance exam, but he can't even get a practicing doctor. No wonder, the graduate students may take imaging, and the practicing doctor exam is mainly clinical."

"Speak a thousand and tell a thousand, you must be cautious." Meng Qingfei said very seriously.

"Thank you, Teacher Meng." Ji Xiang understood Meng Qingfei's words very confused. He knew that he was good to him and sincerely thanked the emergency department doctor.

"Tell you another story."

There are fewer patients in the emergency department today. Meng Qingfei said he was addicted and he was very energetic to be a teacher.

"My man is in the imperial capital." Meng Qingfei said with great interest. "When he was studying in cardiothoracic surgery, he encountered a patient with a bloating intestines after surgery, and his stomach was bulging and about to explode."

"The relationship between anesthesia?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Listen to me." Meng Qingfei did not answer Ji Xiang's question and continued, "I haven't defecated for many days, and there is definitely no mechanical intestinal obstruction. Hot compresses, massage, sedalis, xinsidimine, gastrointestinal decompression, anal tube exhaust, and all the methods that can be used, but they still have no effect."

"What if it were you?"

Ji Xiang thought to himself when he went to the system space to find the system NPC.

There is definitely a way for NPC system to do this.

Meng Qingfei didn't wait for Ji Xiang's answer, and he smiled and said, "This is the hospital where he was studying in this disease, which made my brother stunned."

"Hmm? Why? I feel that the top tertiary hospitals cannot treat any disease." Ji Xiang said after thinking.

"No, my buddy can treat this disease. He thought it was very simple, so he didn't even dare to say a word of nonsense. Later, after waiting for a day, the director was anxiously standing in the doctor's office and scolding people."

"He will?"

"Of course, there is also a formula - one in and out, and the medicine will be used to clear the intestines."

"What's in and out..." Ji Xiang felt that Teacher Meng was driving with him.

This is too boring!

But Meng Qingfei didn't have a smile on his face that men knew, but said seriously, "New Sidemin."

"Teacher Meng, you just said that this medicine seems to be too cheap now, but the manufacturer will not produce it." Ji Xiang said.

"Also, it's just a little less. I ask you, how do you use Neustin?"

"Intramuscular injection and static push are both OK, mainly intramuscular injection."

"Where is Zusanli injection?"

"..." Ji Xiang was stunned.
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