I'm really an intern

Chapter 385 Doctor, you used to work part-time as a fortune teller?

The ward is an ordinary triple room, and the three beds are all for women. Coincidentally, the middle bed has gone out, and there are only 35 beds and 36 beds left.

"doctor."

Seeing Zhang Tianyang's face, the two-bed patient and his family immediately greeted him.

When they saw the unlucky intern coming in with their heads lowered, they were taken aback and stood up again.

The patient in bed 35 was originally lying on the bed, but quickly struggled to sit up.

When he looked at Zhang Tianyang again, his eyes became more eager.

The unlucky intern seemed to sense something, looked up and down, then looked down.

This is because Zhang Tianyang is regarded as his superior doctor, so he is so active.

But he didn't want to explain anything.

Because this Zhang is tentatively called Senior Brother Zhang, it does look a bit reliable.

"35 beds, well, let me add some medical history."

Zhang Tianyang calmly took back his A4 paper from the hand of the unlucky intern, showing a "business" smile.

"Ugh."

A sigh came from the direction of bed 36.

The two figures sat down.

"Eh! Good!"

The 35-bed patient responded quickly, with a smile on his face with protruding cheekbones.

Her legs that were exposed to the outside were exerting force, and the muscles that were not much left tightened, making her look even thinner.

The arms are a bit thinner than normal, and the bones in the elbows are particularly prominent when he pushes himself up to stand up.

"Hey, slow down, slow down."

The young female family members next to her hurried forward two steps and helped her.

When the two arms touch each other, the skin of the family member's is yellowish, but compared with the 35-bed patient, she looks very fair.

Zhang Tianyang glanced at it, quickly took these into his eyes, and then silently wrote down a sum on the A4 paper.

"I can tell you about your situation."

"Hey, good!"

Bed 35 grinned, as if there were many wrinkles on his skin-only face.

"My urine has always been white, like milk, for many years, I didn't count, about ten or twenty years?

I checked it out before, and they said what it was called, what?"

The patient frowned tightly, and nothing came out after a long time.

Zhang Tianyang sighed softly and spit out a noun.

"Cyluria, is it?"

"Hey! This is it!"

The 35-bed woman slapped her thigh with surprise on her face.

Behind him, the unlucky intern suddenly raised his head, froze for a moment, quickly took out a pen, and wrote it down on his own blank A4 paper.

"Well, go ahead."

Zhang Tianyang glanced at bed 35 and signaled to continue.

"Hey, isn't the urine always white? The doctor at the hospital over there said that an operation was needed, so, in 04, an operation was performed.

Let's finish it, it's really good, but after half a year, it started to appear again, alas, I didn't care about it afterwards, it just kept on like this, hey, it seems to be fine.

Then a few days ago, when I came to live with my daughter, I suddenly found that the urine had changed from white to pink, so I hurried over to have a look. "

The woman in bed 35 seemed relaxed and was smiling.

The family member next to him frowned slightly, his eyes were very complicated, his mouth opened, and finally closed again.

Zhang Tianyang watched silently and sighed in his heart.

It is estimated that it has been tossed a lot, but because it has no effect, in the end, I can only let it go.

If the color of the urine hadn't changed again, maybe she would have continued like this forever.

"What kind of surgery was performed, remember?"

Zhang Tianyang looked through the medical records, but unfortunately the intern didn't ask for the specific name of the operation.

"Hey, what's it called, do you remember?"

The woman on bed 35 looked puzzled and turned to ask her family members.

Guessing that he couldn't remember it, Zhang Tianyang reminded him again.

"Or is there any medical record at the beginning? The photos taken are also fine."

"Hey, this seems to be there!"

The family member seemed to have suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone and began to look through, "It was just a few years ago, and at that time it was a handwritten medical record, and I couldn't understand what the doctor wrote."

Zhang Tianyang stared at the handwriting on his A4 paper, thought silently, and then spoke suddenly.

"It should be, laparoscopic ligation of lymphatic vessels around the renal pedicle?"

"Eh?!"

The eyes of the 35-bed patient who was looking at his family members flipping through their mobile phones lit up again, raised one hand, and opened his mouth slightly, "It seems, it seems to be?"

"Hey! I found it!"

The family members finally found the photo, excitedly enlarged the picture with the patient, and squinted their eyes to identify it carefully.

"Under the abdominal microscope, forehead, what is the kidney surrounding the lymphatic forehead?"

"Laparoscopic perirenal pedicle lymphatic vessel ligation."

Zhang Tianyang repeated it patiently.

The family members and patients pointed to the screen of the mobile phone and answered word by word, the expressions on their faces were both surprised and unbelievable.

"It turns out that every word can be matched!"

Zhang Tianyang showed a "business" smile again.

"Let me ask for some more details."

On the basis of the unlucky intern's consultation, Zhang Tianyang asked some additional details and got a lot of information.

For example, the chyluria in bed 35 had white lumps before the operation. Although the chyluria recurred after the operation, there were no lumps.

For example, the pink urine this time actually sometimes turns into a color similar to pig liver red.

For example, the first urine in the morning is usually white without redness, but it will be red after a little exercise, and it will be relieved after rest.

Based on Zhang Tianyang's previous two "God's prophecies", the 35-bed patients and their families are very motivated.

As soon as Zhang Tianyang asked, he racked his brains and poured out all the relevant things.

Back and forth, it attracted the attention of the 36-bed patient and their family members.

The unlucky intern next to him was almost dumbfounded, his mouth was wide open, his eyes were a little surprised and a little puzzled.

He felt that he was very careful in asking the doctor!

Why is there so much information left unasked?

There were indeed such patients in the past. He asked patients himself and refused to talk too much. Whenever he encountered the director's ward rounds, he poured out all kinds of information like beans.

But Zhang Tianyang is just an intern!It says so on the badge!

There is such a big gap between myself and his consultation, there is only one possibility——

I cook.

After realizing this, the unlucky intern frowned even more, but correspondingly, his writing speed became faster and faster.

"Well, let me ask a few more questions."

Zhang Tianyang has completed the basic information inquiry, and began to dig out the information that patients and family members have missed.

"How about your eating habits? Did someone tell you to control your fat, oil, and protein intake before?"

"Eh, yes, there are."

Bed 35 nodded, his eyes focused.

"You should have lost weight since then, right? Then your eating habits haven't changed?"

"That's right."

Bed 35 continued to nod.

Zhang Tianyang flipped through the A4 paper and continued to ask casually.

"In your hometown, just around you, are there people with white urine? There should be quite a few of them, right?"

"Eh?!"

Bed 35's eyes widened again, "Doctor, how do you know this!"

"Well, you are in the hospital in your hometown. You should have undergone treatment before the operation, right? Treatment against filarial worms?"

"Hey! Yes! I don't remember the name of the medicine, it seems, it seems"

"Hai Qunsheng?"

"Doctor, how do you know?!"

The eyes of the 35-bed patients and their families were wide open.

They have never said this information, and they have even forgotten it. Why does the doctor in front of him know it?

"Well, I just know."

Zhang Tianyang smiled slightly.

"doctor!"

The 36-bed lady next to her couldn't hold back anymore.

"Doctor, I'm sorry, don't be angry if I ask a question."

Zhang Tianyang raised his eyebrows, "What's wrong?"

"Then what." She lowered her voice, "Did you work part-time as a fortune teller before?"

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Tianyang laughed, and suddenly became playful.

"How about it, do you want me to do the math for you?"

"That's a good relationship, do the math!"

The eldest sister in bed 36 also cheered up, "Do I need a birthday horoscope? Or do I need to look at palmistry? Face?"

She raised her head and put her face under the fluorescent light as much as possible, "Can you see clearly?"

"Need not."

Zhang Tianyang glanced at the keywords belonging to bed 4 on the A36 paper, behind his left hand pretending to be mysterious, his right hand was suspended in the air, making a finger pinch.

"I'm just going to count—"

He deliberately paused for two seconds, then suddenly shook his head.

"I figured it out. When your blood pressure rose at the beginning, and you felt dizzy and had a headache, did you still feel weak? You just had no energy."

"Eh??!"

The eldest sister in bed 36 instantly widened her eyes.

She didn't need to say a word of affirmation, this expression said it all.

"Grandmaster!"

She suddenly turned her head and bowed, "Please accept my bow!"

(End of this chapter)