Speaking of which...
This is Su Zhengnan's first time seeing patients in a regular hospital!
It seems quite interesting.
Su Zhengnan smiled and took the registration slip from the other party, glancing at it. It read:
[Name: Zhang Mengjia]
Gender: Female.
Age: 26.
[Registration: Traditional Chinese Medicine Outpatient Clinic (General Practice)]
Other information: None.
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After glancing at the information on the registration slip.
Su Zhengnan typed on the keyboard, searched for the other party's registration information on the computer in front of him, stood up, and said with a smile:
"Your neck hurts a lot on both sides, right? Let me check it out for you!"
As he spoke, Su Zhengnan walked up to her, placed his hands on her shoulders and gently kneaded them, feeling the skin and meridians on both sides of her neck.
Will this hurt?
Su Zhengnan pinched the other person's neck slightly and asked.
"It...it hurts a little..."
Zhang Mengjia replied softly.
Su Zhengnan nodded, having already made his judgment.
Then, he reached out and pressed on the back of her neck, examined her tongue, and then said:
"Your problem is muscle tension caused by cervical spondylosis. You should pay attention to your posture and avoid looking down at your phone or computer for long periods of time."
"I'll first prescribe some Chinese herbal medicine for you to apply as a hot compress, and then I'll combine it with some massage techniques to help relieve your symptoms."
"Okay, thank you, doctor."
Zhang Mengjia nodded and thanked her.
crackling sounds...
Su Zhengnan typed out the treatment plan on the computer keyboard, then returned the registration slip to the other party, saying:
"Take the registration slip and go pay the fees first. Come back later and I'll give you a massage."
"Okay, I understand, thank you, doctor."
Zhang Mengjia took the registration slip, got up, and went out to pay the fee.
After the other party paid the fee and returned to the consultation room.
Su Zhengnan had her lie face down on the treatment bed and then began to massage her.
Massaging the cervical spine was a piece of cake for him. Su Zhengnan's hands pressed down on the other person's neck and gently rubbed it. While his palms were pushing and massaging Zhang Mengjia's neck muscles, he was also pressing on her cervical spine.
"Mmm...so...so comfortable!"
Lying on the treatment bed, Zhang Mengjia couldn't help but let out a soft groan, feeling the comfortable sensation from her neck spread along her cervical spine to her whole body, which was even more comfortable than any massage she had ever had at any massage parlor.
A dozen minutes later.
Su Zhengnan stopped what he was doing and said, "Alright, you can get up now. I'll apply a warm compress and then we can go back."
As he spoke, Su Zhengnan picked up the Chinese herbal ointment that the other party had just gotten from the pharmacy, heated it with an alcohol lamp for a while, and then applied it directly to the other party's neck.
Traditional Chinese medicine external plasters, also known as thin plasters, are a gelatinous substance made by boiling medicinal herbs in vegetable or animal oil.
Generally, these topical medications are applied to one side of a cloth or leather and can be left on the affected area for a relatively long time.
Some patients jokingly refer to it as "dog skin plaster".
In fact, the application of traditional Chinese medicine plasters through the skin is one of the commonly used external treatment methods in TCM clinical practice.
It follows the principles of syndrome differentiation and treatment in traditional Chinese medicine, as well as the efficacy, indications, and meridian tropism of Chinese herbs. It fully mobilizes the synergistic effects of the herbs and forms compound prescriptions with multiple herbs to achieve the best therapeutic effect.
Because plasters are applied directly to the skin, and the medicines used to make them are mostly strongly scented, and with the addition of highly pungent and penetrating guiding herbs, they penetrate the skin and reach the meridians and internal organs, thus regulating qi and blood, clearing the meridians, dispelling cold and dampness, and reducing swelling and pain.
Therefore, medicated plasters usually have a strong smell.
There's nothing we can do about it.
Feeling a slight warmth coming from near her neck, Zhang Mengjia turned her neck and indeed felt much more relaxed.
"Thank you so much, doctor. My neck doesn't hurt anymore."
Zhang Mengjia thanked Su Zhengnan with an excited expression.
Su Zhengnan smiled and waved his hand, saying, "You're welcome. It's what I should do. Remember to keep the correct posture when you get back, otherwise your cervical spondylosis will relapse."
"I understand, thank you for reminding me."
Zhang Mengjia nodded, thanked her again, and then turned and left.
With a creak!
Not long after Zhang Mengjia left, the door to the outpatient clinic was pushed open, and another patient walked in.
Seeing this, Su Zhengnan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "The First People's Hospital really has a huge patient flow." Then, he smiled and took the registration slip from the other party and began to examine him.
The morning went by quickly.
By the time it was almost time to leave work, Su Zhengnan had already seen nearly twenty patients.
The patient flow is much greater than that of the school clinic.
Moreover, this was even with several doctors seeing patients at the same time; Su Zhengnan was not the only one seeing patients in the entire Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
This is the source of confidence for Beijing's First People's Hospital.
The mere mention of "Beijing First People's Hospital" is enough to attract countless patients from all over the country to seek medical treatment here, not to mention other attractions.
"Junior brother, let's go, I'll take you to eat."
Li Huai'an appeared in front of Su Zhengnan at some point and greeted him with a smile.
"Great! I'm hungry too!"
Su Zhengnan smiled and got up, then followed Li Huai'an toward the hospital cafeteria.
Soon, the two arrived at the hospital cafeteria.
Li Huai'an and Su Zhengnan got their lunch, and the two found an empty seat and sat down, chatting as they ate.
"How was your outpatient visit with me today?"
Li Huai'an took a bite of the food in his bowl and asked Su Zhengnan with a smile.
Su Zhengnan smiled and replied, "It feels pretty good, just much busier than when I was at school. There are just too many patients here."
"There's nothing we can do about the large number of patients. After all, our country has such a huge population, so naturally there are more sick people."
Li Huai'an nodded and said, "Besides, this is the First People's Hospital of Beijing. There are at least 8,000 to 10,000 patients who come here every day, so it's normal to be busy."
Indeed, considering the number of patients treated at Beijing First People's Hospital.
The daily outpatient volume here exceeds 7,000, and the number of patients treated annually exceeds 2 million. The number of inpatients is also considerable.
As the first top-tier hospital in Beijing.
This place has natural advantages; whether it's medical conditions or the number of doctors, it's among the best in the country.
Moreover, this hospital has published the most medical research papers in the country.
After thinking for a moment, Li Huai'an couldn't help but speak to Su Zhengnan again:
"Junior brother, I've been seeing patients here all morning, but you've only seen a few dozen. It seems like you haven't really used your medical skills at all. Why don't you come with me on rounds this afternoon?"
"It just so happens that we have a few patients with special conditions in this ward, and I haven't been able to come up with a good treatment plan. Junior brother, could you take a look for me while you're at it?"
"Uh, okay!"
Su Zhengnan nodded, naturally not objecting to Li Huai'an's arrangement.
After lunch.
Li Huai'an took Su Zhengnan back to his office for a lunch break before taking him to the inpatient department of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department to begin ward rounds.
The First People's Hospital of Beijing covers a vast area, resembling a magnificent medical palace standing in the city center.
This facility not only boasts advanced medical equipment and an outstanding medical team, but is also divided into different departmental areas to meet the needs of treating various diseases.
The departments of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine are clearly separated, each operating independently, but they also collaborate with each other.
Naturally, the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine also has its own dedicated inpatient ward.
"We currently have over 300 inpatients here, of whom about 100 are receiving acupuncture treatment. Some patients require special care and treatment, and some are terminally ill..."
While leading Su Zhengnan on his rounds, Li Huai'an explained the situation in the inpatient department to him.
There are quite a few patients with terminal illnesses in the inpatient department.
However, having a terminal illness does not mean that treatment is unnecessary.
Those who can be hospitalized here are generally from families with relatively good financial conditions.
For these patients, treatment is always better than sitting at home waiting to die.
Even if you know that the hospital treatment is useless.
But at least it can prolong survival time a little, and at least it can offer some comfort to the soul!
Listening to his fifth senior brother's story, Su Zhengnan raised an eyebrow slightly and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
As a doctor.
He naturally knew that human strength has its limits, and even with his superb medical skills, there were times when he was powerless to help.
This is the saddest thing.
Sometimes you know the patient's symptoms, but you have no way to treat them and can only watch them die.
As the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Li Huai'an had seen far too many such helpless situations.
Therefore, he was already immune to it.
Tap tap tap...
It happened when they were halfway through their ward rounds.
Suddenly, a nurse ran over anxiously and said urgently to Li Huai'an:
"It's terrible, Director Li! The patient in room 302's condition has suddenly deteriorated. Please come and take a look!"
"What?"
Li Huai'an's expression changed, and he immediately rushed to ward 302.
Su Zhengnan ran after him.
Upon arriving at ward 302, they saw the patient on the bed breathing rapidly, with a pale face, and the heart rate monitor next to him kept beeping.
Li Huai'an quickly conducted a diagnosis, then instructed the nurses standing nearby:
"Quickly, inject the patient with 15 ml of cardiac stimulant and 25 ml of adrenaline..."
"Yes, Director."
Several nurses quickly responded and then prepared the medication to inject into the patient.
Using Western medicine in emergency situations is sometimes unavoidable.
Because the decoction of Chinese medicine often takes too long, and Chinese medicine that has been decocted in advance is prone to losing its medicinal properties.
This is one of the main reasons why traditional Chinese medicine emergency treatment has been forgotten.
In emergency situations, medication cannot be administered immediately, making it impossible to provide immediate first aid to the patient.
But is there really no way to use Traditional Chinese Medicine for emergency treatment?
This is clearly a false proposition.
Any emergency situation needs to be assessed based on the patient's condition and cannot be generalized.
After the patient was injected with cardiac stimulants and adrenaline.
Li Huai'an kept a close eye on the patient's condition, but the patient's condition did not improve significantly. He was still having difficulty breathing and his heart rate was not rising.
Beep....Beep....Beep.....
The heart rate monitor only beeped once after a long time.
This made Li Huai'an and the others very anxious, and they quickly began to carefully examine the patient.
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