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523 I'm not allowed to eat

Before the few people walked out of the ward, there were noises of beating and scolding from behind.

Doctor Gao's face looked a little ugly. He stared at his eyes and pursed his lips, as if he was holding back the anger in his heart.

"Lao Gao, what's going on?" Zhou Congwen was a little surprised after hearing a few words.

The sound that came seemed to say something about eating and fasting water.

The boundaries between liquid food and semi-liquid food in the hospital are not very strict. When ordinary patients are admitted to the hospital, the doctor gives the first three medical instructions for the admission of the hospital. When the nursing routine is normal, the diet and nursing level, the diet is generally general.

Occasionally, no one follows the diet of low salt and low fat, except for the relevant departments, and even doctors and nurses do not take it seriously.

But the fasting water for surgical patients is that they cannot enter a single mouthful of food or a single mouthful of water, otherwise something big will happen. This is a matter of principle and cannot be ambiguous.

How to argue about diet?

"A old man with pancreatitis is over 80 years old and has good teeth. He eats pancreatitis by overeating at home."

"Awesome, I'm in good health!" Zhou Congwen sincerely praised.

In his eighties and having such a good appetite, this is amazing.

"Awesome, it's really amazing." Dr. Gao's face was wrong. He sneered, "I just took medicine for one day after coming to the hospital to see if conservatives can be cured. After all, I am in my 80s and we don't want surgery."

Zhou Congwen thought about it and forgot when the year the drug used for polypeptide drugs for pancreatitis entered the clinical trial, and almost eliminated the surgical procedure of acute pancreatitis.

Nowadays, general surgery pancreatic resection surgery is still a very difficult procedure, and this procedure has not made much progress, and it will become less and less in the future until it becomes a legend.

"A little better, the old man quarreled to eat. The same is true at home. Not only did he not persuade him, he also quarreled with the doctor and nurse, saying that the old man was already healed and did not need high vein nutrition. Why not eat it yourself?" Dr. Gao said angrily.

Zhou Congwen has met similar patients, but he has no choice but to do so.

It’s not that the patient’s family members are not of sufficient quality. Once they enter a dead end, some things are just unthinkable.

In this regard, Zhou Congwen collectively called it "fate".

"It is difficult to do grassroots hospitals." Director Jiang commented.

"Director Jiang, on your side..."

"Persuit education, if you don't follow the doctor's advice, you will be discharged from the hospital automatically. The hospital is not a wholesale market. If you don't listen to the doctor, why do you come to the hospital?" Director Jiang said toughly.

This is the difference between hospital platforms, and it is even more difficult for real county, township and hospitals to do.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and communicate with the patient's family." Dr. Gao said helplessly.

"Xiao Zhou, what should you do when you encounter such a thing?" Director Jiang asked.

"There's no way." Zhou Congwen was helpless and shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands. "We dare not let the patient be discharged. After all, it is already the most 'grass-level' hospital that can treat related diseases. If we go to other smaller hospitals, the patient will undoubtedly die."

Director Jiang nodded. He also knew that for similar patients, it was difficult for the patients' families to go to a lower-level hospital.

I guess I will die after being discharged from the hospital.

It seems that the hospital diagnosis and treatment methods are still somewhat different.

Zhou Congwen did not go to the operating room directly with Director Jiang. His eyes gradually spread with Dr. Gao's back. Seeing Dr. Gao's emotions a little excited, he said a few words to the patient's family and then started a quarrel.

"Why do I go and talk?" Director Jiang asked, "No matter what, I am a professor at the Medical University. Maybe the patient's family will listen."

"Try it, I don't know if it's OK." Zhou Congwen sighed.

The old man in his eighties has already had extremely poor gastrointestinal function. If he doesn't obey and eats casually...

Isn’t this arbitrary death? Zhou Congwen was still sighing and suddenly saw Dr. Gao pushing and shoving the patient’s family.

The description of the preparation should be that the patient's family pushed Dr. Gao, and Dr. Gao's voice was a little louder, so he should be a little scared and scared the other party with his voice.

Zhou Congwen hurriedly ran over, "Speak well if you have something to do, don't do it!"

"My grandfather just wanted to finish the porridge, what's wrong!" A middle-aged woman in her thirties pointed at Dr. Gao's nose and cursed, "Do you have human nature? Do doctors are kind-hearted and let dogs eat it."

"Now his illness is not cured. What if the person dies after drinking the porridge?"

"Impossible! A bowl of porridge in your house can kill people? Do you think it was the medicine that Pan Jinlian fed Wu Dalang?"

Director Jiang walked up from behind with a master in his school, "Xiao Gao, what patient?"

He deliberately spoke accent and clearly used words, movements and expressions to tell the patient's family that he was a doctor in the superior hospital.

"Who are you? You are so big cloves of garlic running here with a pleated face!" The middle-aged woman scolded without hesitation when she heard someone talking.

"..." Director Jiang was stunned.

Is it because I am not in good condition for my expression management? It shouldn't be.

Do you have to explain who you are? (Note)

He was still hesitating, and the woman pointed at her nose and scolded countless words that needed to be mosaiced.

The middle-aged woman was a little excited and spoke without saying anything. She was older than her and seemed to be her parents. The elders did not stop her, but instead agreed.

"You can't eat! You have to listen to me in the hospital!" Dr. Gao no longer whispered warmly, but tried hard to suppress the other party's "unreasonable request" from the momentum.

"Discharge!" the middle-aged woman said angrily, "Your Third Hospital also said you can see a doctor? You came to your hospital because my home is close to here. Don't think that your three-legged cats can go to heaven with the ability. Who are you playing with here?"

When Dr. Gao heard the patient's family say the word "exit" and suddenly became timid.

"Don't stand here after discharge! You can't control this time." The middle-aged woman said proudly.

"Do you go to the People's Hospital?" Dr. Gao asked with some concern.

"What hospital do you go to?" someone next to him said, "It's because of stomachache, so I have to eat. I get a few hundred yuan in nutritional medicine a day. Are you crazy about being poor?"

"..." Dr. Gao hurriedly said, "It is mainly because of the excuse that the high nutritional medicine for parenteral medicine is expensive. The patient's condition is just a little bit better, but..."

"Or what, I'm discharged from the hospital, I didn't hear it!" the middle-aged woman shouted, "Are you deaf? Do you want me to use wire to get you through it?"

The families of other patients also followed the word "discharge" and urged them.

This is to be a tragedy, Zhou Congwen sighed.

He didn't go to persuade him, and even Director Jiang, who looked like an old expert, was scolded. What did he say when he went up? At least the patient's family had not touched Director Jiang, but his situation would have been worse if he had been.

Dr. Gao was still arguing about "staying alive" for a few minutes, but in the end he had no choice but to agree to be discharged from the hospital.

He turned around and left angrily.

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Note: When I first started working, I met an expert from a higher-level hospital. The matter was that a pancreatitis patient would eat when he got better. I was scolded when I went to dissuade him. At that time, I didn’t know what his expression meant, but now I know more.
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