Xiao Kai was tranced for a few seconds by Director Ji's words.

What else can I do if I don’t ask about my medical history?

The reason why people didn't follow him was because Xiao Kai needed a relatively quiet environment to chat with the patient and the patient's family to let the patient and the patient's family relax as much as possible.

In a relatively relaxed environment, it is convenient for you to ask the patient's daily behavioral rules, work and rest, and diet to confirm your judgment.

In the chest CT video, there was a picture with a wrong density. Xiao Kai could see the problem, but he could only gain further results after asking about the medical history.

He looked at Director Ji in confusion, but a few seconds later, Xiao Kai's mind turned a few times and immediately understood what Director Ji was thinking.

It seems that I have been studying in the Second Hospital of Medical University for more than a year and have been subtly influenced by Professor Zhou. I tend to be more clinical in thinking when doing things, which is the kind of "stupid" thinking I thought before.

Director Ji is not thinking about clinical diagnosis and treatment, he is thinking about those things that are slack.

Xiao Kai sighed.

Director Ji's confident expression made him feel very depressed, and the balance in his heart tilted again.

Isn’t this what it should be to ask for medical history and perform correct treatment?

A patient was placed there, as a doctor, and graduated from a prestigious university, a well-known expert in Baishui City, and an old clinical clinic that has been tempered at the Second Academy of Medical University. What else can I think if I don’t solve the disease?

Director Ji's thinking seems so absurd to Xiao Kai now, just like he was more than a year ago.

Xiao Kai did not complain or scold him, and stood on the moral prostate and sprayed Director Ji's head and face with a shower.

He smiled and came to the video reader, "Director Ji, look at this, what is it?"

As he said that, Xiao Kai pointed his fingers on the film reader.

Director Ji was stunned and leaned over and took a closer look.

Even though there is no special image, at least in Director Ji's view, it is indeed the case.

"Well……"

"The density here is high, and our CT machine resolution is still not enough, so I won't blame you." Xiao Kai gave Director Ji a step. Seeing that he looked confused, he continued to explain, "The high-density shadow here is considered to be caused by foreign objects in the esophageal region."

“…”

“…”

Director Ji and the doctors in the cardiothoracic surgery department all listened to Xiao Kai's explanation in a daze.

Just now, Director Ji sat firmly in the Central Military Account to analyze Dean Xiao’s bright future and the words of the future have already dissipated like clouds and smoke, turning into background, greatly increasing their surprise.

"The patient's image is considered bipulmonary pneumonia, foreign esophageal body, mediastinal emphysema. I went to chat with the patient and the patient's family for a while and asked about the situation before the onset of the disease. The patient was willing to eat red dates and said it was to replenish blood, replenish qi, etc."

Everyone, including Director Ji, looked at Xiao Kai blankly.

They seemed to have no idea of ​​this old leader. Although Dean Xiao had excellent professionalism, he was definitely not like this in his work.

"A few days ago, just before feeling uncomfortable, the patient choked on red dates and used steamed buns to get in. You said that if this person was fish bones, I would recognize him. He used steamed buns to get in red dates.

Speaking of a patient who had a fish bone pierced the esophagus and stabbed the aorta some time ago."

As Xiao Kai spoke, the topic began to shift, which was also a bad habit of Zhou Congwen's medical team, because there was always a doctor who likes gossip to transfer normal and serious topics to an unknown direction.

Before he knew it, Xiao Kai was not only changed by Zhou Congwen, but also by Shen Lang.

"Director Xiao, what happened later?"

"The mediastinal hematoma, and the ascending aorta's outer membrane was punctured. Director Zhang You and Director Zhang did not dare to undergo surgery after watching the film, so he found Professor Zhou. How could this thing be done without surgery? The local inflammation is getting worse and worse, and the aorta is almost eroded. A mouthful of blood sprays all over the wall, and the person is gone."

"But it's difficult to do surgery." Xiao Kai looked at the film in front of him and explained carefully to his doctor.

When he was in the Second Hospital of Medical University, Xiao Kai did not understand Huang Lao, nor did he understand why Zhou Congwen was so willing to talk.

There are some things they have to raise from the perspective of values ​​to understand and analyze.

For patients, they are particularly willing to explain the whole story clearly. Originally, the doctor of the superior gave the doctor's advice and the doctor of the subordinate followed suit, but Professor Zhou always had to organize the study and figure out all the details clearly.

When he came back this time, Xiao Kai met the patient in front of him, and he suddenly realized what all this was for.

The lower-level doctor is really not good. His foundation is not solid and he can't watch movies smoothly. Everything makes people scratch his head.

Usually everyone is similar and can’t see the problem. Once something happens, the doctor under the two behavioral norms will immediately make a judgment on the superiority of the doctor.

Xiao Kai is becoming more and more determined to leave, but the cardiothoracic surgery department of Baishui Central Hospital is his "home". Xiao Kai does not want to walk on his front foot, and his technical level on the back foot has dropped significantly.

So when facing this film and the patient in front of you, Xiao Kai is willing to talk more and explain the whole story clearly.

A "illusion" of empathy lingers in Xiao Kai's heart.

He looked at Director Ji and the familiar doctors around him, and sighed softly.

Xiao Kai watched the movie, the smile on his face became more gentle, and he said lightly, "I just called Professor Zhou. He rushed over and needed some time. I'll tell you something."

Everyone's ears stood up, and everyone didn't understand what Dean Xiao was doing.

"Not long ago, there was a patient with numb hands and feet in his sophomore year. He had no conclusions when he visited the neurology repeatedly. He just diagnosed peripheral nerve dysfunction and took some methylcobalamin or something."

Xiao Kai began to recall.

"Later, by chance, someone brought the patient to Professor Zhou. Guess what Professor Zhou did?"

Director Ji and other doctors were dewy and confused.

What else can Professor Zhou do for a neurology patient with numb hands and feet? If he changes himself and brings the patient to see the patient, he will pretend to watch the film carefully, ask about the medical history, and check the body. In the end, the patient will have to go home to take methylcobalamin.

There is no better way.

Seeing that Xiao Kai was silent around him, he glanced at his doctor and Director Ji, and said gently, "Professor Zhou chatted with the patient, chatted for twenty minutes, and solved the problem."

"Chain?" Director Ji asked in a daze, "What are you talking about? Family history?"

"Just chatting casually. I don't know if Professor Zhou is inducing subjective consciousness. After chatting for about ten minutes, I knew that the patient was a painter, and the root cause lies here."

"Painter...Director Xiao, after sitting for a long time...wrong, the herniated disc of the lumbar disc will cause numbness in the lower limbs, and the hands are the cervical vertebrae." Director Ji thought.
Chapter completed!