Chapter 323 Doctor Wu, if you press the patient again, he will die
"I'm Wu Ziming, a doctor at the People's Hospital. Let me take a look!"
Wu Ziming is really a guy who can't change his bad behavior and never forgets to show off at any time.
Even when saving someone, he would first report his work unit and name.
Compared with those nurses and doctors who save people on the roadside or at the bus station and leave quietly without leaving their names, Wu Ziming is truly a clear anti-example.
Wu Ziming walked up to the sick gang leader Ahua and squatted down to check the patient's condition.
His face was solemn. 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.
But after the examination, Wu Ziming remained silent.
Li Quan's eyes flickered as he looked at this guy, his face flushed slightly, and one could even see beads of sweat on his forehead.
They are all doctors, and Li Quan is very familiar with this expression.
When Li Quan was an assistant to doctors Luo Wenhao and Wang Lishu in the emergency department of Huier Hospital, he saw them showing this expression.
Under what circumstances would this expression appear?
When a doctor is unable to diagnose what disease the patient has, he will have this expression because he is unsure.
Do you think doctors don’t care about their reputation?
No one is a saint.
Doctors care more about their reputation because they have a higher social status than ordinary people.
It would be so embarrassing if the patient knew that he couldn't even tell what disease he had.
After Wu Ziming finished the examination, he looked thoughtful and did not make any move to save the man.
The patient's condition is deteriorating rapidly.
"Doctor Wu, can you tell what the illness is?" Secretary Zhang couldn't stand it anymore. Ah Hua was one of the backbones of this gang of thugs.
If he died like this, further investigation into the case would lose many valuable clues.
"Well... judging from the various symptoms the patient is showing, it should be a stroke or epileptic seizure. Let's put it this way, our hospital is not far behind, you call an ambulance immediately. I will give the patient first aid first."
Wu Ziming gave his own diagnosis.
"Um...Shaping, bring me some tissues." Wu Ziming shouted at Gong Shaping in the store.
He finally has a chance to show off, so he has to let the beautiful girl he likes watch him.
Gong Shaping took a box of tissues, walked over quickly and handed it to Wu Ziming.
"Li Quan, aren't you a doctor too? Come over and give us a hand! This gangster leader is really in critical condition!" Gong Shaping shouted at Li Quan in the store.
"He's just a doctor in a small clinic, how can he treat any illness? I'm enough!"
Wu Ziming's face was full of disdain.
It seems like he is the only miracle doctor and all other doctors are rubbish.
Li Quan walked out of the store.
His eyes fell on the patient's face. The first thing one looks at when treating a patient is the face.
The head is the first of the six yang elements, so any disease you have can basically be seen on the face.
Li Quan's diagnosis technique has been quietly put into practice.
The patient's symptoms are indeed a bit like epilepsy. Foaming at the mouth, convulsions, and cyanosis are all common symptoms of epileptic seizures.
He heard the patient's breathing in his ears, which sounded a bit like a saw.
If you listen carefully, it sounds a bit like the strange sound made by a cat breathing.
It's like having a ball of phlegm stuck in your throat.
"No, this doesn't look like epilepsy!"
Li Quanxin has learned the art of olfaction, and can diagnose diseases by listening to some of the sounds made by the patients.
If it's not epilepsy, what could it be?
At this moment, Wu Ziming had already cleaned up all the white foam coming out of the patient's mouth with a tissue.
He began to perform first aid measures with a serious face.
He first covered the patient's mouth with a tissue, then took a deep breath and gave the patient artificial respiration. At the same time, he folded his hands and pressed them on the patient's heart.
Press firmly and rhythmically.
This is standard CPR first aid.
Wu Ziming is a doctor indeed, having received first aid training. At this moment, he performed CPR on the patient in a very standard manner, both in terms of movements and strength.
But... the patient's heart should not have stopped beating, and his breathing should not have stopped, so what is the point of doing cardiopulmonary resuscitation?
Just for show?
Li Quan didn't want to say it out loud, but continued to diagnose the patient.
Listening carefully to the patient's breathing, the "cough cough cough" sound seemed to have become much heavier.
Moreover, after Wu Ziming's artificial respiration, the patient's condition not only did not improve, but worsened. His breathing became heavier and more short.
“Is it asthma?”
Li Quan shuddered suddenly, and a relatively rare disease name popped into his mind.
The standard scientific name of asthma is bronchial asthma, which is a heterogeneous disease characterized by chronic airway inflammation involving multiple cells and cell groups such as eosinophils, mast cells, and T lymphocytes.
This chronic inflammation is associated with airway hyperresponsiveness, often with widespread and variable reversible expiratory airflow limitation, leading to recurrent symptoms such as wheezing, shortness of breath, chest tightness, and cough.
It usually occurs and worsens at night and early morning.
Most patients can be relieved on their own or with treatment.
Some severe asthma patients, if not diagnosed and treated in time, may develop irreversible airway narrowing and airway remodeling as the disease progresses.
An asthma attack can be fatal if not treated.
[You have successfully performed the art of auscultation, skill points +10. ]
The appearance of this line of luminous text made Li Quan more certain that his diagnosis was correct.
Ah Hua suffers from asthma.
I didn't expect that Ah Hua, who looks young and strong, actually has this disease.
There are many factors that trigger asthma attacks.
For example, people who are allergic to pollen may develop asthma by inhaling pollen, or by eating fish or shrimp, or by being mentally stimulated, or even by inhaling cold air.
It took a very short time from the onset of the disease to the time Ah Hua fell into a coma.
And the breathing is extremely heavy and short.
His face was becoming more and more purple.
All signs indicate that Ah Hua's asthma attack this time was severe asthma, that is, the kind that could be fatal in a matter of minutes.
Wu Ziming didn't even know what disease he had, but just treated it as epilepsy.
In order to show off, to pose for photos, and to demonstrate his professionalism, he even used this wrong first aid method.
It's like your house is on fire, but instead of using water to put out the fire, you pick up a bucket of oil and pour it on it.
Isn't this trying to make the patient die faster?
"Doctor Wu, stop pressing. The patient doesn't have epilepsy. If you press again, he will die."
Li Quan quickly stopped Wu Ziming from using this wrong way of saving people.
Although this gang leader is hateful, as a doctor, Li Quan cannot just stand by and watch him die.
"You're just a doctor in a small clinic, what do you know?" Wu Ziming has tried his best to perform well in front of the beautiful woman and the police.
He even forced himself to do something like giving artificial respiration to the gang leader while suppressing his nausea.
Now Li Quan actually said that his treatment method was wrong. Isn't this deliberately undermining him?
He was furious and started cursing at Li Quan.
"Secretary Zhang, if you believe me, please ask Dr. Wu to stop using the wrong first aid method. If my diagnosis is correct, the patient is likely suffering from asthma. And it is severe asthma. Even if he is treated in time, he may die. His completely wrong first aid method will only accelerate the patient's death."
Li Quan said this 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. His medical skills are naturally good. Although Li Quan is also a doctor, Wu Ziming said that Li Quan is just a doctor in a small clinic.
Obviously not as senior as Wu Ziming's doctor at the People's Hospital.
The medical skills must be quite different.
Therefore, Secretary Zhang is more willing to believe Wu Ziming.
Fortunately, the ambulance finally arrived at this time.
This place 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 came over carrying a stretcher.
"Director Ye, you are here! This patient must have had a sudden epileptic seizure. The condition is very serious. I performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him." Wu Ziming was overjoyed when he saw the middle-aged male doctor getting out of the car.
After so much first aid, the patient's condition did not improve at all, but became worse.
This made Wu Ziming feel somewhat nervous.
When the chief physician of the respiratory department came, he was no longer panicked.
Whatever happens, the director will be responsible for it.
"Let me see!"
Director Ye nodded, walked to the front of the patient, squatted down, then reached out and touched the patient's carotid artery, and then checked his breathing.
However, when he heard the patient's breathing was short, heavy, and with obvious abnormal sounds, his face changed immediately.
"Oh no, this isn't epilepsy, it's probably asthma. Go get some oxygen from the car."
To be able to become the chief physician of a Grade 3A hospital, he must have some skills.
Wu Ziming's face suddenly turned purple and he felt so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.
Gong Shaping looked at Li Quan in surprise.
She was extremely shocked.
Unexpectedly, Wu Ziming made a wrong diagnosis of the patient's illness, while Li Quan, who worked in a small clinic, made the correct diagnosis.
Nothing Wu Ziming does is reliable.
After listening to Director Ye's preliminary diagnosis, Secretary Zhang blamed himself and said, "Oh, I didn't expect it was asthma. Xiao Li, I should have listened to you just now. I hope the patient can be rescued, otherwise I will be a sinner."
Secretary Zhang regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.
I thought Wu Ziming was a doctor at the People's Hospital, and he was very skilled, so he must be better than Li Quan. But I never thought Wu Ziming was so bad that he couldn't even figure out what disease the patient had.
When Director Ye heard someone diagnose the patient's illness, he subconsciously looked up at Li Quan.
"You have just diagnosed that the patient is not suffering from epilepsy but asthma. Why don't you take effective treatment measures?" Director Ye blamed Li Quan.
" What ? No one listened to me. Dr. Wu Ziming from your hospital insisted on scolding me as a doctor from a small clinic and a rubbish." Li Quan shrugged helplessly.
Wu Ziming's face turned even redder, he lowered his head, not knowing where to look.
