I Have Unlimited Magic Skills

"I'm Wu Ziming, a doctor in Hunei, People's Hospital, let me take a look!"

Wu Ziming is really a dog who can't change the virtue of eating shit, no matter what time he doesn't forget to show off.

Even if he saves someone, he must first report his work unit and name.

Compared with those nurses and doctors who left quietly without leaving their names after rescuing people on the side of the road or at the station, Wu Ziming is really a clear anti-teaching material.

Wu Ziming walked up to A Hua, the leader of the gangster who was ill, and squatted down to check the patient's condition.

With a solemn face, he first touched the patient's carotid artery, and then checked the patient's breathing.

Then open the patient's closed eyes and check the pupils.

This set of inspection actions is quite professional.

It's just that after the inspection, Wu Ziming didn't make a sound for a long time.

Li Quan's eyes flickered as he looked at this guy, his face flushed slightly, and he could even see fine beads of sweat protruding from his forehead.

Everyone is also a doctor, Li Quan is too familiar with this expression.

When Li Quan was assistant to Dr. Luo Wenhao and Dr. Wang Lishu in the emergency department of Huier Hospital, he had seen them show such expressions.

Under what circumstances would this expression appear?

When the doctor fails to diagnose what kind of disease the patient is suffering from, it is because he has no idea, and this expression appears.

Do you think doctors don't care about face?

No one is a saint.

Because doctors have a higher social status than ordinary people, they need more face.

How shameful it would be for a patient to know that he can't even see any disease.

After Wu Ziming finished the inspection, his face was ponderous, and he didn't take any action to save the person.

The patient's condition is rapidly deteriorating.

"Doctor Wu, do you see what kind of illness is coming?" Secretary Zhang couldn't stand it any longer. Ah Hua was one of the backbone of this group of gangsters.

If you die like this,

If you want to dig deeper into the case, you will interrupt many valuable and important clues.

"Hmm... Judging from the patient's various symptoms, it should be a stroke or epilepsy. How about this, our hospital is not far behind, you call an ambulance immediately. I will give the patient emergency treatment first. .”

Wu Ziming gave his own diagnosis.

"That... Shaping, bring me some tissues." Wu Ziming shouted at Gong Shaping in the store.

After finally getting a chance to pretend to be B, he has to let the beauty he likes watch beside him.

Gong Shaping took a box of tissues and walked over quickly, and handed them to Wu Ziming.

"Li Quan, aren't you a doctor too? Come and help me too! This hooligan leader is really dying!" Gong Shaping shouted at Li Quan in the store.

"He is a doctor in a small clinic, how can he see any disease! Just me!"

Wu Ziming was full of disdain.

It seems that only he is a genius doctor, and other doctors are rubbish.

Li Quan came out of the store.

Eyes fell on the patient's face. The face is the first thing people look at when they see a doctor.

The head is the head of the six yang, and any disease can basically be reflected on the face.

Li Quan's observation skills have been quietly displayed.

The patient's symptoms were indeed a bit like epilepsy. Foaming at the mouth, convulsions, and cyanotic complexion are common symptoms in epilepsy patients.

He heard the patient's breathing in his ears, a bit like pulling a saw.

If you listen carefully, it's a bit like the strange sound a cat makes when it breathes.

It's like having a lump of phlegm stuck in your throat.

"No, it's not like epilepsy!"

Li Quanxin has learned the art of smelling and diagnosis, and can diagnose diseases by listening to some sounds made by patients.

If it's not epilepsy, what could it be?

At this moment, Wu Ziming had already cleaned up all the white foam from the patient's mouth with a paper towel.

He began to perform first aid measures with a serious face.

First cover the patient's mouth with a tissue, then take a deep breath and give the patient artificial respiration. At the same time, his hands overlapped and pressed on the patient's heart.

Press hard and rhythmically.

This is standard CPR first aid.

As expected of a doctor, Wu Ziming has received first aid training. At this moment, it is very standard to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on the patient, both in terms of movement and strength.

It's just...the patient's heartbeat and breathing should not have stopped, so what is the purpose of cardiopulmonary resuscitation?

Showing off?

Li Quan couldn't tell the truth, but continued to diagnose the patient on his own.

Listening carefully to the patient's breathing, the sound of "cough, cough, cough" seemed to be much heavier.

Moreover, after receiving Wu Ziming's artificial respiration measures, the patient not only did not improve, but worsened. Breathing becomes heavier and shorter.

"Could it be asthma?"

Li Quan shuddered suddenly, and a relatively rare disease name popped up in his mind.

The standard scientific name of asthma is bronchial asthma, which is a heterogeneous disease characterized by chronic airway inflammation involving eosinophils, mast cells, T lymphocytes and other cells and cell groups.

This chronic inflammation is associated with airway hyperresponsiveness, often with widespread and variable reversible expiratory airflow limitation, resulting in recurrent episodes of wheezing, shortness of breath, chest tightness, and coughing.

Generally, it occurs and intensifies at night and early morning.

Most patients can be relieved spontaneously or after treatment.

In some severe asthma patients, if the diagnosis and treatment are not timely, irreversible airway narrowing and airway remodeling may occur with the prolongation of the disease course.

After an asthma attack, if left untreated, there is a possibility of death.

[You have successfully performed the Ousus and Diagnosis technique, skill points +10.]

The appearance of this line of light and writing made Li Quan more sure that his diagnosis was correct.

Ah Hua suffers from asthma.

Unexpectedly, Ah Hua, who looks young and strong, actually has this kind of disease.

There are many factors that trigger an asthma attack.

For example, those who are allergic to pollen may inhale pollen, or eat fish and shrimp, or be mentally stimulated, or even inhale cold air may induce asthma.

It took a very short time for Ahua to fall into a coma from the onset of the disease.

And the breathing is extremely heavy and short.

The face is also getting more and more purple.

All the signs indicated that Ah Hua's asthma attack this time was severe asthma. In other words, the kind that is fatal in minutes.

Wu Ziming didn't even figure out what the disease was, so he treated it as epilepsy.

In order to pretend to be B, to pose for a photo, to reflect his professionalism, he even used this wrong first aid method.

It's like the house at home is on fire, and instead of using water to put out the fire, a bucket of oil is poured on it.

Isn't this trying to make the patient die faster?

"Doctor Wu, don't press it anymore. The patient is not suffering from epilepsy. If you press it again, he will die."

Li Quan quickly stopped Wu Ziming's wrong way of saving lives.

This bastard leader is certainly hateful, but Li Quan, as a doctor, can't just leave him dead.

"You little doctor in a small clinic knows nothing!" Wu Ziming has already worked very hard to show himself in front of the beauties and the police.

Even giving artificial respiration to this bastard leader, he suppressed his nausea and did it.

Now Li Quan actually said that his treatment method was wrong. Isn't this deliberately demolishing him?

He was furious, pointing at Li Quan and scolding him.

"Secretary Zhang, if you believe me, let this doctor Wu stop the wrong first aid method immediately. If my diagnosis is correct, the patient is likely to have asthma. And it is severe asthma, even if the treatment is timely, there will be a Potentially fatal. A completely wrong approach to first aid like his will only hasten the patient's death."

Li Quan spoke very seriously.

"this……"

Secretary Zhang was a little embarrassed.

Wu Ziming is a doctor at the People's Hospital, which is the best hospital in the county. The doctor's medical skills are naturally not bad. Although Li Quan is also a doctor, Wu Ziming said that Li Quan is just a doctor in a small clinic.

Obviously not as advanced as the doctor at Wu Ziming's People's Hospital.

Medical skills must be quite different.

Therefore, Secretary Zhang is more willing to trust Wu Ziming.

Fortunately, at this time, the ambulance finally came.

It is very close to the People's Hospital, and it only takes three to five minutes for the ambulance to arrive.

After the ambulance stopped, the door opened, and a nurse and a doctor carrying a stretcher came over.

"Director Ye, you are here! This patient must have had a sudden epileptic seizure, and his condition is very bad. I gave him first aid measures of cardiopulmonary resuscitation." Wu Ziming couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw the middle-aged male doctor getting out of the car.

After so long first aid, the patient's condition did not improve, but worsened.

This made Wu Ziming somewhat panicked.

When the chief physician of the respiratory department came, he didn't panic.

If there is anything, the director will take care of it.

"Let me see!"

Director Ye nodded, walked to the front of the patient and squatted down, then touched the patient's carotid artery with his hand, and checked his breathing.

But when he heard the patient's breathing was short and heavy, with obvious abnormal noises, his face changed instantly.

"No, it's not epilepsy, it's probably asthma. Get oxygen in the car."

To be able to become the chief physician of a tertiary hospital is indeed very good.

Wu Ziming's face suddenly turned into a liver color, and he was so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.

Gong Shaping looked at Li Quan in surprise.

She was shocked in her heart.

Unexpectedly, Wu Ziming made a wrong diagnosis of the patient's illness, while Li Quan, who works in a small clinic, made the correct diagnosis.

Nothing about this Wu Ziming is reliable.

After listening to Director Ye's preliminary diagnosis, Secretary Zhang blamed himself a bit, "Oh, I didn't expect it to be asthma. Xiao Li, I should have listened to you just now. I hope the patient can be rescued, otherwise I will become a sinner. "

Secretary Zhang was so regretful that his intestines were green.

I thought Wu Ziming was a doctor at the People's Hospital, and his medical skills were superb, so he must be better than Li Quan. Who would have thought that Wu Ziming was so bad that he couldn't even figure out what disease the patient had.

Director Ye heard that someone had diagnosed the patient's illness, so he subconsciously looked up at Li Quan.

"Just now you have diagnosed that the patient is not suffering from epilepsy, but asthma. Why didn't you take effective treatment measures?" Director Ye blamed Li Quan.

"What's the use of what I say, no one listens to me at all. Dr. Wu Ziming in your hospital insists on calling me a doctor in a small clinic and trash." Li Quan shrugged, feeling very helpless.

Wu Ziming's face turned even redder, and he lowered his head, not knowing where to put his eyes.

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