,!

Zhou Congwen felt that his earnest teachings to Shen Lang finally played a role, and he was very pleased.

"That's right, I'll start to analyze it from the beginning." Shen Lang said very seriously.

Wang Xueteng felt a layer of light appearing on Shen Lang's face, which was slightly sacred.

Shen Lang was really interested in this strange gossip. If it were in the past, Wang Xueteng would definitely feel contempt.

But the man in front of him is different from before. He is a man who can't even take rabies. This incident alone is enough to make Wang Xueteng look at him with admiration.

Rabies, a disease with a 100% mortality rate, cannot take him away. If this person is not weird, that is the weirdest thing.

"The patient has been twitching and spasming recently, and it is obviously... sick." Shen Lang looked at Zhou Congwen carefully, "If you are sick, the reason cannot be found from the patient, and you need to think about the hospital."

"This is the fourth time I was admitted to the hospital. Different people have tried it before. When I was admitted to the hospital for the third time, the deputy director of the emergency department did not believe in evil and insisted on promoting the medicine himself.

As a result, he pushed a calm fart to the patient. He called the nurse from home and pushed the medicine to work."

"So I think there must be something wrong with the position of the medicine, which may be related to the meridians of traditional Chinese medicine. So, the truth is only one acupoint! "

"" Zhou Congwen was originally interested in listening to Shen Lang analyzing the patient's situation, but when he said the last sentence, Zhou Congwen glared at Shen Lang fiercely.

"To be honest," Shen Lang shrugged helplessly, "Or what else can you do? Is the head nurse good-looking? Just a young nurse who is internship, can't be said to be very beautiful. But the patient has already smoked so he can't even collect blood. How could he even see if the nurse looks good or not?"

"I'll go see the patient." Zhou Congwen said.

"It's useless to see." Shen Lang patted Zhou Congwen, "Have you shined?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhou Congwen didn't believe in evil and strode to the door of the emergency room.

A patient's family was pressing on the patient, and the emergency department doctor Wang Qiang was hurrying to prepare a sputum suction device with the nurse as if his head was on fire.

Zhou Congwen stared at the patient. He was about forty years old, with his limbs twitching and white foam flowing out of his mouth.

At least 4 meters away from the patient, Zhou Congwen could hear the sound of hula sputum coming from the patient's eyes.

At the same time, the patient was struggling hard. If he changed to the TV series, he would really be like a dirty thing.

"Shen Lang."

Alas.

"Every time I push the An Ding will be fine immediately?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"It is said to be." Shen Lang replied, "It was almost cured by the medicine. The nurse calmed down less than 2 minutes after pushing the medicine. Then she took a nap and went home as she walked, without anything."

Zhou Congwen frowned and observed the patient carefully.

"Congwen, do you think you are your upper body?" Shen Lang pressed his voice very low and asked with a little alert. He was wary of Zhou Congwen's actions. If Zhou Congwen was angry, Shen Lang would turn around and run away.

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Congwen scolded, "Don't think about it."

Although he said this, Zhou Congwen was also stumped, and it was rare that he didn't even have a way of thinking.

Zhou Congwen's rich clinical experience is outrageous.

No matter what critical illness is, Zhou Congwen takes a look at it, at least he has his own judgment.

The patient in front of him kept twitching his limbs, saying vague words in his mouth, his throat was full of phlegm, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

Moreover, I just used the tranquilizer, and the patient showed no signs of calmness and was still restless.

Zhou Congwen was rarely stumped.

He silently looked at the patient on the rescue bed, the doctor in the emergency department, and the nurse was suctioning sputum for the patient. After suctioning the sputum, he wanted to force the patient to squeeze the patient's hand to collect blood, but was pushed and fucked by the patient's family.

Zhou Congwen didn't say a word, but frowned and pondered. There was only the patient in his eyes, the strange, restless patient.

Zhou Congwen never considered this kind of thing, but simply pushing medicine is useless, so he had to find a specific person to push medicine. Zhou Congwen never shrugged,

Spread your hands,

Looking at the sky,

Zhou Congwen has no idea at all.

Ten minutes later, a girl who looked in her 20s ran in and said, "I'm here!"

She yelled in a hurry.

"Change clothes and push medicine!" said Wang Qiangsheng, an emergency department doctor.

The nurse entered the nurse's duty room in a flash.

Zhou Congwen thought about it and left the emergency room, standing at the door of the treatment room waiting for the young nurse to come out.

It is useless to see the patient, Zhou Congwen believes that the problem must be the young nurse.

But he absolutely does not believe in absurd words such as the young nurse being reincarnated. Even if the Bodhisattva is reincarnated, he should be his own boss.

Zhou Congwen firmly believes in this.

In less than 3 seconds, the young nurse changed her shirt and was still wearing jeans. She hurried to the treatment room while wearing a hat.

"My name is Zhou Congwen, I am from cardiothoracic surgery." Although Zhou Congwen was wearing white clothes, he still introduced himself politely.

The young nurse was stunned and immediately gave Zhou Congwen a polite smile.

"I know, I heard Brother Lang say to you! The world's number one, awesome!" The young nurse took the time to stretch out her thumb and praised Zhou Congwen.

Shen Lang really said everything, but Zhou Congwen immediately had an idea in his mind - he must not let Shen Lang know any secrets, this guy's mouth was not strict at all.

Even if he uses double seven consecutive stitching, he will be afraid that Shen Lang will make his lips tear and even gossip about it, otherwise he will die.

The young nurse was quick-witted and started to take the syringe to prepare to calm down.

It should have been prepared in advance, Zhou Congwen thought to himself that this may be a loophole in the emergency department.

However, his eyes were sharp like an eagle, staring at the little nurse's hand, which looked like an LP, and his opponent had a special hobby. ;

The medicine, yes, was taken out from the treatment room drawer. Zhou Congwen looked good and saw that the words written on it were diazepam injection.

The young nurse did not directly draw the tranquil fluid, but first drew 10l of liquid and then drew the tranquil fluid.

"Don't I push the medicine directly?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"When I was in my hometown, there was a patient who fainted as soon as I pushed An Ding... I had a psychological disorder and I had to dilute it every time before I dared." The young nurse quickly pulled An Ding into the syringe, and then took the tray to the emergency room.

Psychological disorder, these four words reminded Zhou Congwen of Lu Tiancheng immediately.

Life is suffering, and it is true.

The young nurse's behavior was not fake at all, nor was it like she was contacting the patient and her family members in advance to pretend to be a fool.

Zhou Congwen became increasingly confused as he followed the young nurse to the emergency room.
Chapter completed!