Li Zheng trotted back to the emergency department and put on his white coat again.
When I arrived at the door of the emergency room, I found a group of medical staff surrounding the emergency bed.
Li Zheng took a deep breath to calm his pounding heart.
Through the gaps in the crowd, he saw a little boy about six years old lying on a bed. The child's face was pale and his body was shaking. The most horrifying thing was that there was a chopstick stuck in his mouth, which should have been inserted into his skull through the roof of his mouth.
The blood foam mixed with saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth onto the white coarse cloth pillowcase printed with the words "Guang'an County People's Hospital", which was particularly eye-catching.
Li Zheng's pupils shrank slightly. He had dealt with several similar cases in his previous life. Some involved chopsticks, others barbecue skewers. Some cases involved massive intracranial hemorrhage after removal, others suffered subsequent intracranial infections, and some even died on the spot...
The county hospital of this era had outdated diagnostic and treatment technology and outdated equipment. Whether it was examination methods or follow-up medications, they were all stretched thin. This little boy, under these medical conditions, was in grave danger!
Director Tang of the emergency department is a 43-year-old capable woman with short hair that makes her look neat and tidy.
At this moment, her brows were furrowed, and her eyebrows were twisted into the shape of a "chuan" character, and she was carefully examining the little boy's condition. She was an internist and had no idea how to deal with this kind of patient.
"Grandpa, how did this happen?" Director Tang asked.
"What a sin! Gou Wa was so naughty. He jumped around while eating and fell on the bench..." The old man in a gray cotton-padded jacket with a double-breasted collar, who was standing next to the bed, said with great sorrow, clutching his liberation cap.
The old woman beside him, wrapped in an indigo headscarf and her cloth shoes stained with mud, trembled and was about to kneel down: "Doctor, please be kind, we only have one child!"
The nurse nearby was quick to act and quickly grabbed the child's grandmother.
"This patient is in great danger," Director Tang said solemnly. "Wooden chopsticks don't show up on X-rays, and we don't have a CT scan, so we can't even determine the insertion depth. If we pull them out directly, there's a high risk of heavy bleeding. We should transfer them to another hospital immediately."
When the child’s grandparents heard this, they immediately panicked.
At this time, Li Zheng pushed aside the medical staff in front of him, came to the bedside and said, "Director Tang, can I take a look?"
When Director Tang saw him, a hint of surprise flashed across his face.
Seeing this, the doctor on duty hurried forward and said nervously, "Director Tang, I asked Dr. Li to come and help. His cousin was successfully rescued before! So..."
When Director Tang heard this, he glared at the doctor on duty unhappily, but he couldn't get angry.
This is just nonsense! He can't save every patient, not to mention that he has been fired!
The doctor on duty cringed, remembering the night Li Zheng had been poisoned by fake alcohol and Director Tang had vomited all over her while trying to save him. She had already disliked Li Zheng, a playboy with a medical "criminal record," and after that night, she hated him even more!
Getting someone to let go of their prejudices is not something that can be achieved through emergency surgery.
However, Li Zheng ignored Director Tang's emotions and did not ask for her consent. He took out a small flashlight, bent down to check the little boy's mouth, and then checked his pupils.
After letting the little boy blink, Li Zheng gave him a reassuring look.
"Director Tang, the chopsticks may not be inserted deep enough. It is recommended not to transfer the patient to another hospital for now." As soon as these words were spoken, it was like throwing a huge rock into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves.
The people around cast questioning glances at him, and some couldn't help but whisper, "Doctor Li have X-ray vision? There's not much of the chopstick sticking out, and it looks like it's inserted very deep!"
"I think the surgery this morning made him swell up. He dares to express his opinions on any patient!"
"Yes, if such a young child really died, his family would be in tears and it would also cause trouble for the hospital!"
Director Tang frowned and looked at Li Zheng, saying coldly, "How did you make that judgment?"
Li Zheng shook his head and said, "It's hard to judge, but one thing is certain, the little boy is in good condition and has no obvious signs of intracranial injury!"
"Just that?" Director Tang's face darkened. "Although no important brain tissue was damaged, small blood vessels may have been damaged. Now there are chopsticks pressing to stop the bleeding. Once they are removed, the bleeding will increase rapidly. Do you know how important the brain tissue at the base of the skull is?"
If it were his predecessor Li Zheng, he would have fought back long ago, but Li Zheng at this time had an old soul who had seen all kinds of scenes, rescued countless cases, and stood at the top of the world.
Li Zheng had no interest in explaining to her. He said calmly, "Director Tang is right. I have a simple way to judge the depth of the chopstick insertion."
Under everyone's curious gaze, Li Zheng turned and walked up to the little boy's grandparents. He said gently, "Uncle, Auntie, please don't be anxious. Answer me a question first."
"Oh, oh!" The two old people quickly wiped their tears with their sleeves.
"Do you have the same chopsticks as the one in my grandson's mouth at home?"
Grandma nodded vigorously and said, "Yes, yes, I made several pairs of these chopsticks!"
Li Zheng nodded and said, "Could you please go back and get another pair of chopsticks like this one?"
Grandpa and grandma looked at each other with confusion on their faces, but seeing Li Zheng's determined expression, they chose to believe it.
Grandpa quickly responded, turned around and hurried home.
Everyone looked confused.
I know that Li Zheng wants to judge the depth by comparing the length, but so what? Anyone with a discerning eye can roughly tell the depth of this chopstick at a glance.
Director Tang pulled the doctor on duty out of the emergency room, his face a little cold as he said, "Go and ask Director Wang from the Department of Surgery to come over for a consultation, and then ask Dean Zhang."
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