I'm really an intern

Chapter 354 Deadly Diarrhea

It's "diarrhea"!

What I neglected was "diarrhea"!

Zhang Tianyang paused on the spot, as if he had been hit hard.

The details that had been ignored in my mind suddenly all strung together.

The sneaky man in front of the doctor's office asked the question "Will the operation be affected if I have diarrhea?"

But his fundamental purpose is that he is scheduled for the fifth operation and wants to advance.

Therefore, it was indeed not him who had diarrhea, but one of the few patients who had surgery ahead of him!

In addition, when he looked into the office with his head poking around, he asked "Is there bed 33 inside?"...

It was 33 beds with diarrhea!

Thinking back carefully, when I went to bed 33 to remind him to have a preoperative talk, the other party happened to be in the toilet now...

Middle-aged man, bladder cancer recurrence after surgery, gastric cancer after subtotal gastrectomy, diarrhea, or the kind of diarrhea that can make the patient next door feel that it will affect the operation...

A bad premonition came from the bottom of my heart.

"No way……"

No, 33 beds is already miserable enough, it can't be done like this again!

Zhang Tianyang quickly denied himself.

But that idea became more and more clear.

"What won't?"

Lin Lin asked cautiously, but Zhang Tianyang smiled wryly.

"Hopefully not..."

Going back to verify it now is not realistic.

The superior doctors should have already left work, and the patients and their families also need to eat and rest.

Fortunately, this is not the kind of situation where people will die every minute. Zhang Tianyang can only restrain himself, and accompany Xiao Linlin to buy medicine and food step by step, and then go back to the dormitory to sleep.

But at 02:30 in the afternoon, he couldn't wait to run to the department.

The doctor's office was very empty, so Zhang Tianyang occupied a nearby computer, quickly logged into the doctor's workstation, and clicked on 33 beds.

The medical records were written by Sun Yu, and the quality was not bad. Zhang Tianyang browsed quickly, his eyes quickly fixed on a small sentence.

"The patient had diarrhea recently."

Really have diarrhea!

Zhang Tianyang's heart sank.

"Don't panic, don't panic, first look at the specific situation."

There are many types of diarrhea.

Diarrhea caused by stomach flu, diarrhea caused by acute gastroenteritis, diarrhea caused by various bacterial infections, and diarrhea caused by tumors...

Diarrhea with different etiologies has different symptoms. To determine the etiology, it is essential to ask a doctor, and when necessary, to go to the examination and examination.

Zhang Tianyang read through the medical records patiently, but found no specific description except for this sentence.

"call……"

He exhaled lightly.

Something is wrong.

From the looks of it, Sun Yu probably didn't ask about this part of the medical history.

Or it was asked, but the question was not detailed, or it was not written in the medical record.

But that's also understandable.

After all, this is urology, not gastroenterology.

The patient also came in because of recurrence of bladder cancer after surgery.

Judging from the fact that the surgeons have quick consultation, concise medical records, simple ward rounds, and then put most of their energy on the operation, it is true that they do not pay much attention to things other than the department.

However, this patient has a history of gastric cancer...

There was a problem with the digestive system, and now he has diarrhea, which made Zhang Tianyang think about the bad side.

Especially the 33-bed patient is still very thin.

Before, he thought it might be because of bladder cancer, but now it seems that it might be more than...

I looked at the time, it was two forty.

Zhang Tianyang tore a piece of paper decisively and walked quickly towards the 33-bed ward.

The surgical ward in the afternoon is very quiet, because surgeons are usually not available in the afternoon.

Most likely in the operating room.

The rest, either in the operating room, undergoing various cystoscopy or circumcision, or racing against time to catch up on sleep, and be ready to be awakened at any time.

There is no way, after all, there is no such thing as "night shift" in surgery.

The patient in bed 33 seemed to have just woken up and was still a little confused in bed.

But when his family saw Zhang Tianyang coming in, they naturally pushed his shoulder, "The doctor is here."

Both family members stood up and nodded to Zhang Tianyang.

Mr. Bed 33 who woke up wanted to stand up, but was pushed down by Zhang Tianyang, so he had to sit on the bed.

But also straightened up.

"I'll ask the medical history again."

Zhang Tianyang stated his purpose and paused, a little worried about being rejected.

It is reasonable to say that the patient in bed 33 should have been asked about his medical history twice, once by Brother Meng and once by Sun Yu.

The patient in the overseas Chinese department on the ninth floor blew up his hair just after asking the second time, and on the 33rd bed, if Zhang Tianyang asked again, it would be the third time.

But the family members only slightly showed a trace of doubt in their eyes, without malice, and did not stop it.

Mr. Bed 33 cooperated even more, and asked, "Do you want to ask about the situation of urination?"

"No, it's about poop." Zhang Tianyang turned out his small notebook and prepared to record it.

"Did you have diarrhea during this period? How long have you had diarrhea? How many times a day? Is the stool formed? What color? Is it a lot?"

Questions were thrown out one after another, and Mr. Bed 33 responded cooperatively. Zhang Tianyang's heart sank as he memorized.

According to the description of the 33-bed patient, the symptoms of diarrhea strictly speaking started two months ago.

But at that time, diarrhea was intermittent, and it happened every few days, and it happened that the seasoning at home was replaced with a new one, so he thought it was a problem with the seasoning.

Occasionally, when he defecated normally, he vaguely felt that the stool seemed to be a little thinner, but he was not sure.

It should be these two weeks when it really gets serious.

Every time I eat, I feel hard to swallow even a little bit.

The stomach also often feels bloated, and sometimes it is stuffy and painful.

The stool can keep its shape from the original to yellow water.

The frequency of going to the toilet has gradually changed from once a day to three or four times a day, and now to eight or nine times a day.

"I often feel the need to defecate, so I have been running to the toilet recently.

But every time I squat for a long time, only a little bit comes out, which is the sticky, light yellow one.

And every time I come out of the toilet, I feel that there is still something in it, and I haven't come out clean. "

33. Mr. Bed is a cultural person, and the information he gives is very organized, specific, and vivid.

But the more vivid the image, the deeper Zhang Tianyang's heart sank, and the more serious his face became.

"doctor."

The family members of Bed 33 were a little surprised by Zhang Tianyang's change, and wanted to ask, but Mr. Bed 33 waved his hand and pressed him down.

He chose to speak up himself.

"Doctor, the questions you asked were never asked by the two doctors before.

Excuse me, is there something wrong? "

Zhang Tianyang stopped taking notes and took a deep breath.

"Your symptoms, in the medical field, have a proper term to describe them.

It's called tenesmus. "

Zhang Tianyang didn't say the second half of the sentence.

because.

Some are too cruel.

(End of this chapter)