Everyone in the circle said almost the same thing. The general opinion was that the patient's current treatment plan could be left unchanged. As for what Song Xuelin proposed, the seniors felt that it was not practical and was just general talk.
Tao Zhijie scanned the people sitting there, and finally his questioning gaze fell on Xie Wanying's face, asking, "Why don't you give your classmates some advice? Don't you have any ideas?"
This morning she criticized her classmates emotionally, worked hard to write a study and life plan for her classmates, and examined her classmates at noon. Tao Zhijie looked at her with a serious look in his eyes. Don't tell him that what she did before was actually acting in front of him.
Hearing her senior's voice, Xie Wanying suddenly came to her senses. While listening to what others were saying, she had been thinking about how to give Zhao some advice. After carefully confirming her thoughts, she said, "Senior. I'll ask for his opinion at noon."
"Yeah." Since Tao Zhijie overheard their conversation, he must have seen this scene, "He trusts you very much."
As a medical student, it is not easy to gain a certain degree of trust from classmates. Tao Zhijie, as a person who has experienced it, knows this very well. Why should medical students ask their classmates to look at their papers? It would definitely be more accurate to ask experienced and knowledgeable teachers to look at them.
When other doctors heard what Tao Zhijie had revealed, they thought: Zhao Zhaowei, this kid, actually didn't believe them and was willing to believe a classmate who was just an intern. It was extremely rare, but could it be that the disease was really in his brain?
No matter how talented the students are, they read a lot of textbooks and have no treatment experience. Just like the one Song Caizi mentioned just now, I don’t know what to tell them to do.
"Go on." Tao Zhijie encouraged the newcomer to speak.
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Senior Brother Tao's gentle tone was very encouraging. Xie Wanying was no longer under pressure and said, "I agree with what Doctor Song said. But I don't think he meant to check the blood."
"If not a blood test, what else are you checking?" the other doctor asked, looking at Song Xuelin at the same time: Is this what she meant?
There was a hint of astonishment in Song Xuelin's lazy and quiet eyes at this moment: What? Is she also secretly observing him?
"I guess what Dr. Song meant was to perform surgery directly and go in to check." Xie Wanying said.
What? All the seniors present shouted, "Ah?!" They were so surprised that they almost glared at her.
"He doesn't have any signs of needing surgery right now." He Guangyou reminded the two newcomers. Surgery is not like what you see on TV dramas, where you can just swing a scalpel as you please. Surgery is very harmful to the body. If you can avoid it, try not to do it. Otherwise, you are not a qualified doctor.
Xie Wanying must know this because she had been complained about by the patient's family because of this before.
But now Zhao's problem is that Xie Wanying discussed with her seniors: "His jaundice has not subsided. It feels like mild jaundice, but why has there been no sign of subsiding after taking antibiotics for a week? When I examined him, I found that his back pain was in his right shoulder."
"Does his right shoulder hurt?" He Guangyou was surprised by her words.
Tao Zhijie looked at his expression and asked, "Didn't you examine him during your ward rounds?"
"After the B-ultrasound examination, the basic diagnosis was made. Every time we went to check on him, he would get upset and wouldn't let us touch him." He Guangyou admitted that if the patient did not cooperate, it would be difficult for the doctor to do a thorough physical examination.
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