Xiao Shugang stared at her face, and his expression gradually softened. When he saw her off, he suddenly remembered that she was just a student in her early twenties. At that moment, he really didn't think she was a little sister. What was going on?
After walking outside, Xie Wanying followed Dr. Jiang all the way to the nurses' station.
Doctor Jiang stopped, not facing her but facing the nurse station, and asked the nurse to bring the medical record of bed 22. While flipping through the medical records, he was thinking about how to complete the difficult task assigned by the superior doctor and how to communicate with the patient's family safely.
"It's like this." Doctor Jiang considered his opening words carefully, and still did not dare to speak to the family member's eyes. "Professor He said that the patient's current condition can only be observed first."
"We said before that we would look for a doctor from Capital Hospital." Xie Wanying talked about their medical team's original plan.
"Yes, didn't you go to see the doctors in the capital? They said they didn't have time to come down. We have learned about the relevant situation. In this case, the patient can only continue treatment here," said Dr. Jiang.
"Isn't it possible for the interventional department of the Provincial People's Hospital to perform this interventional surgery?" Xie Wanying asked again to be sure.
"We have contacted the Department of Cardiology of our hospital, and they said that the patient's condition would be very risky to undergo interventional surgery. It is best to be patient and observe the patient's condition first." Dr. Jiang repeated what Professor He said.
In fact, Professor He contacted his colleagues in the hospital, but he got the same helpless answer.
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"Has the patient undergone pulmonary artery CT angiography before? Dr. Jiang, can you show me the results? If you are worried about DVT, has an inferior vena cava angiography been done?" Xie Wanying asked the other party about the test report results.
Hearing her say the professional term DVT, deep vein thrombosis, Dr. Jiang finally raised his head and glanced at her with some surprise in his eyes: Where did this patient's family learn about DVT?
"Who told you what?" Dr. Jiang asked her. As a doctor, he was also afraid that family members might overhear others talking and come back to question the doctor.
"I only heard my cousin's wife talk about my cousin's condition in general. She said that I need to ask Dr. Jiang for details. I hope to see some of the examination reports to help us decide how to escort my cousin to the Capital Hospital for treatment. Since the hospital here can't do anything." Xie Wanying said.
"Who are you?" Dr. Jiang just wanted to know why she said DVT.
In order to make her identity clear so that she could help her cousin with treatment, Xie Wanying confessed: "I am a medical student."
"Which medical student is he from? From Zhongshan Medical College? Or some local medical school in our province?" asked Dr. Jiang.
"No, I'm a medical student at the National Association."
From the National Association? Doctor Jiang seemed to be shocked by her words. Thinking about it again, the National Association has an annual enrollment plan for the whole country. Students who really get into the National Association may not necessarily have higher scores than those who get into provincial medical schools.
"What grade are you in now? Haven't you graduated yet?"
"During the internship period, maybe the thesis defense will be next year or the year after." Xie Wanying replied to her senior.
"Graduate student?" She seemed very young, very young. Doctor Jiang blinked, wondering if he had misjudged her age. Some people look young.
“No, I’m a doctoral student.”
The three characters "doctoral student" forced Dr. Jiang to express his doubts: "How old are you?"
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