"Doctor Yun?"

Song Weimin examined the old man and asked him to lie flat on the treatment bed. He did not dare to take any further measures. He was just a general surgeon. He could deal with some external trauma and perform some general surgery below level two. But if the old man had a cerebral hemorrhage, it would be beyond his ability to handle.

However, Song Weimin still treated the old man's wound and stopped the bleeding. The nurse had already called 120. All that was left was to wait for the ambulance to arrive and send the patient to a large hospital for examination. The patient's condition was beyond the scope of treatment in the community hospital.

Just as Song Weimin had finished treating the patient's external trauma wound, he saw Yun Heng coming, followed by another young nurse from the emergency department.

While greeting Yun Heng, Song Weimin glanced at the nurse who went to inform Yun Heng, with a look of anger on his face.

Why do you ask Yun Heng to do this?

Yun Heng is just a Chinese medicine practitioner. Yes, his suturing skills are pretty good, but no matter how good he is, what can he do in this situation? The wound doesn't even need to be sutured, right?

Although it is just a small community hospital, it has all the necessary facilities. Now the community hospital has an emergency department. Although this department is not formal, once the community hospital is upgraded to a first-level hospital, Song Weimin will be the well-deserved director of the department, right?

I used to be the deputy director of a second-level hospital and now I am the director of a department in a first-level hospital. Although it is not as glorious as before, it is still pretty good. After all, it is bad luck when one dies. But in this case, how can it be possible for a nurse named Yun Heng?

Do you think this is a formal hospital? When a patient comes to the emergency department, they notify other departments for consultation?

But even if other departments were notified for consultation, the boss or the attending physician would have to give the final say. He didn't say anything, but the nurse invited Yun Heng over. Who was he looking down on?

Although he felt resentful in his heart, Song Weimin was reluctant to get angry with Yun Heng.

Qi Yaping is a student of Qu Tongwen and his level is also quite good. In the community hospital, Qi Yaping always spoke to Yun Heng with a smile. Why did he give Yun Heng a cold look?

If he really wants to show his displeasure, perhaps Tang Weifeng is a lesson for him.

Song Weimin also heard about Tang Weifeng's affairs.

It would be fine if I hadn't come to the community hospital, but now that I'm here, if I get kicked out again, my resume will be even worse. The only thing left is to open my own clinic, and I can't open it in an area where I have many acquaintances.

The most important thing is that the most common patients in the clinic are also internal medicine patients. He, who was originally the deputy director of general surgery at a second-level hospital, can only perform debridement and suture when he goes to the clinic. How many patients with external trauma can a small clinic have?

It's awesome for a surgeon to become successful, but it's actually quite embarrassing for one who is neither too high nor too low. One can only stay in the hospital to learn skills. If one leaves the hospital, even small clinics won't want him.

"Director Song."

Yun Heng nodded to Song Weimin: "Let me see the patient."

"I just checked the wound. It's not big, but the bleeding is quite heavy. However, the bleeding has stopped now. Apart from the wound on the top of the head, there are no other external injuries. The patient is now in a coma. I suspect that the internal bleeding in the brain is compressing the brain nerves."

Song Weimin explained to Yun Heng that he actually didn't want Yun Heng to watch it anymore, and there was no need to worry too much about this situation.

"Um."

Yun Heng nodded and began to observe the patient's condition very seriously. The patient should be in his early seventies. He was lying on the treatment bed with his eyes closed. Yun Heng called out twice, but the patient didn't say anything. Looking closely, the patient seemed to be shivering from time to time.

After roughly checking the patient's condition, Yun Heng didn't have much of an idea, so he used the designated simulation he had created with ten consecutive wins in the morning on the old man without hesitation.

After entering the virtual space, Yun Heng first prescribed a medicine according to his own judgment. The panel evaluated Yun Heng's treatment, and then a detailed analysis of the patient's condition appeared on the panel.

The biggest advantage of designated simulation is that it can turn random patients in the virtual space into designated patients. When the patient appears in the virtual space, it is no different from the original situation. Yun Heng needs to treat him himself first, and then the panel will evaluate it based on right or wrong. If it is wrong, Yun Heng will be given the correct diagnosis and treatment plan.

Fortunately, the time in the virtual space is not synchronized with the real time. When Yun Heng is in the virtual space, the outside time is essentially still, and the whole process will not attract the attention of others.

"It's not an intracranial hemorrhage."

Yun Heng said to Song Weimin while looking at the panel in front of him.

"Isn't it a cerebral hemorrhage?"

Song Weimin was stunned and thought to himself, are you kidding me? Do you have X-ray vision or something?

"The patient's tongue is pale and green."

Yun Heng pinched the old man's mouth open to check his tongue coating, then touched the patient's wrist: "The pulse is deep, and there are chills."

Just now, Yun Heng came out of the simulation space and a panel appeared in front of him. After the panel appeared, unless it disappeared and then reappeared, it would remain in its original position and would not move with Yun Heng's sight.

As luck would have it, when Yun Heng went to check the patient's condition again in order to increase his persuasiveness, Ma Tiequan stepped forward and stood where the panel originally appeared. Now the panel was in front of Ma Tiequan, but Ma Tiequan could not see it.

Yun Heng was checking and explaining according to the panel at the moment, and the panel was in front of Ma Tiequan, so Yun Heng checked the patient and took a look at Ma Tiequan.

Fortunately, the panel is transparent, so even if Yun Heng is at the wrong angle, he can still see the content displayed on it clearly.

Ma Tiequan was a little scared by Yun Heng's gaze. Damn it, you say yours, and then you say something and see what I can do.

I'm still confused myself.

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