fierce wife [medical way]
Chapter 7 Misdiagnosis
Xu Xiaoming, who got off the bus with the old backpack left by the original owner, looked for the address written on the paper. In fact, Qingxintang Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic is not difficult to find, but the location is not so conspicuous.
Qingxintang is a comprehensive Chinese medicine clinic that adheres to the traditional thinking of Chinese medicine, promotes traditional Chinese medicine treatment methods, adheres to the combination of special disease treatment and comprehensive health management, and introduces international management concepts.It is located in the middle of the old street, the environment is elegant and quiet, and the location is good enough, which is very suitable for patients to recuperate.
The first time Xu Xiaoming came here, he felt that the clinic was luxurious and quiet, enough space for patients.A patient appointment system is implemented here, and patients can enjoy individual treatment in a single room.
However, what Xu Xiaoming sees on the surface is not where he works.
As soon as he arrived, Li Yuanmei took him to see Zhao Zheng. After Li Yuanmei left, Zhao Zheng asked him to put his bag on the empty table in the corner. Xu Xiaoming did so without any objection. The table looked normal. Not many people use it, and the dust on it is clearly visible.
But without giving Xu Xiaoming time to think about it, Zhao Zheng said with his face downcast: "Come with me, your work will be in the future, this month you have to classify all the medicinal materials in the warehouse, and you have to sort them out. The name is clearly marked and recorded in the booklet."
Xu Xiaoming nodded: "Yes, Mr. Zhao." Thinking that his ballpoint pen calligraphy is still not very good in the past few days, he added: "Teacher, can I use a brush to record? The ballpoint pen is not easy to write."
After seeing Xu Xiaoming's beautiful and strong calligraphy, Zhao Zheng said happily: "Yes, if you don't have enough ink, you can ask Xiao Su outside. She is in charge of the chores in our laboratory. The laboratory is next to the medicine storehouse. Besides me, there are three others. All my students are included, and my apprentices will go to the research institute at Qingxintang company headquarters, and I will introduce you to each other when I have time."
Xu Xiaoming said, "Okay, thank you Teacher Zhao."
Zhao Zheng said: "If you don't understand, ask me again."
Xu Xiaoming looked at the medicinal materials in the medicine storehouse, it was very messy, those medicinal materials were basically placed on the ground, and were not classified into the other party's medicine grid, it was a waste of money to place the medicinal materials in this way, he must return these medicinal materials quickly .
Xu Xiaoming, who has always had an inexplicable sense of responsibility for medicinal materials, quickly started his own work. After a morning, except for Xiaosu reminding him to eat, he basically spent time sorting out medicinal materials here.
Many of the names on the medicine list had been scratched, so he filled them in according to the names of the medicinal materials.
Fortunately, the medicinal materials he is sorting out are all that he has come into contact with before, and he hasn't encountered any that he can't identify yet.
In fact, Zhao Zheng came to see his work status when he was carefully arranging the medicinal materials.For Xu Xiaoming, a big boy, he valued it very much. Although he was asked to do some chores now, it was just for a simple test. He wanted to know what Xu Xiaoming's ability was.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Xiaoming, who was still sorting medicinal materials, heard Zhao Zheng calling him. He looked up and saw that it was indeed Zhao Zheng, but there were two young people around 20 years old behind him. Introduced to be his student.
The student with a shaved head was Du Ziwei, and another student who used to push glasses was named Qian Chen. Xu Xiaoming nodded to them, and then called out, "Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Zheng beckoned him over: "Stop what you're doing first, and tidy up here. We'll see a patient in five minutes."
Xu Xiaoming said: "Okay." He cleaned up the only table in the medicine storehouse and closed the door of the medicine storehouse, then went to the public office outside to wait for Zhao Zheng and the others.
In fact, Xu Xiaoming didn't need to find out, he also felt the hostility of those two students towards him. He didn't know how this hostility appeared, but he felt very uncomfortable. He hardly had any contact with these two students today.
After leaving these trivial things behind and followed Zhao Zheng, Xu Xiaoming focused on Zhao Zheng's words, Zhao Zheng said: "Xiaoming, do you still remember the patient you saw last week? "
Xu Xiaoming said, "I remember, Mr. Zhao, is that patient in the clinic now?"
Zhao Zheng said: "Well. But first, come with us to see a patient, you can take a look at it."
Xu Xiaoming nodded clearly: "Okay."
After Xu Xiaoming finished speaking, Du Ziwei with the bald head discussed with Zhao Zheng the condition of the patient he was going to see later, and they arrived at the ward before they finished speaking.
There were a few men in suits and leather shoes standing outside the ward, and their expressions were very serious. When they saw Zhao Zheng appearing, they greeted him immediately, completely ignoring Xu Xiaoming, and pushed him aside. The two students were all wearing white coats. It looks more like a doctor's prestige.
In such a situation, Xu Xiaoming was not in a hurry to express anything, so he quietly stepped aside and listened carefully to their counterpart or the description of the patient's condition.
However, after listening for a long time, they didn't hear the important points from these family members. They were all very polite words. They seemed to respect Mr. Zhao very much.What made Xu Xiaoming even more puzzled was why these people kept stuffing red envelopes into Mr. Zhao's pockets. Could it be that patients who stuffed red envelopes could recover sooner? It's better to let Mr. Zhao examine the patients while talking nonsense.
Zhao Zheng was also very troubled about giving red envelopes. He said seriously to his family members: "Please let me see the patients! I don't care what official position or level your patients are, don't make trouble anymore. Obediently wait outside for the diagnosis result."
The family members standing outside settled down and did not squeeze forward to talk to Zhao Zheng. The majesty of Zhao Zheng is self-evident, and his reputation in the field of traditional Chinese medicine must also exist.
After getting rid of this group of family members, Zhao Zheng took two students into the ward, Xu Xiaoming sneaked in when he saw the opportunity, the other people's focus was in the wrong direction, and basically no one noticed his actions.Zhao Zheng's two students are shining under the brilliance of the professor, and they feel refreshed. Sometimes things like vanity are really terrible, especially for students who have not yet graduated. They will suffer more setbacks in the future. It is possible to lose yourself without realizing it.
Xu Xiaoming didn't care about other people's thoughts. He walked to Zhao Zheng's side and stood beside him to watch the patient moaning on the bed. In such a situation, the pulse must be inaccurate.
In fact, the doctor in charge of this patient is not Zhao Zheng, and he is only entrusted to come here today.
Lying on the hospital bed, a woman in her fifties kept moaning and rolled around on the hospital bed clutching her stomach.
Zhao Zheng's student, Qian Chen, opened the case sheets from other hospitals and said, "Is this a stomach problem? Teacher, take a look."
Then he handed over the case book to Zhao Zheng, and asked him to see how to treat this woman.
After Zhao Zheng took it, he didn't look at it directly, but said sarcastically: "Do you think she has a stomach problem? If it's a stomach problem, why should she be transferred to our clinic?"
Xu Xiaoming saw the situation of this woman from the case book. Ten years ago, she had severe abdominal pain, and later she developed a dull pain in the right abdomen. A few years ago, she began to have chest tightness and heart pain in the second half of the night.Now it has become like this during the day. I have been to the hospital to see a doctor in the past few years. The doctor in the hospital said it was gastritis, but basically taking the medicine has no effect.
Now it is getting more and more painful, and no problem can be found through gastroscopy. Her family no longer trusts the big hospital, so they have to ask the Chinese medicine clinic for help, so there is the scene of giving red envelopes earlier.
The female patient looked extremely haggard. Her husband stood aside, unable to tell whether he was worried or not. Seeing several doctors discussing it, he said, "You should treat her, don't you see that she is in pain?"
As a husband, this man is obviously unqualified. His wife is in such pain, and he just stood aside, and did not step forward to give the poor woman a comforting look or a word, which is not enough to make people feel chilling .
At this time, a woman in her 40s pointed at the man and said, "If you hadn't done something like that, would my sister's illness have gotten worse every day? Zhong Desheng, you really have no conscience!"
Zhong Desheng, who was scolded by his sister-in-law, said blankly: "Could it be that I'm not good enough for your sister, and also, this is our housework, don't worry about it."
The sister-in-law sneered and said: "I don't care about my sister, who cares about my sister, do you care? You are a scum! If something happens to my sister this time, you and your little lover should be careful."
In fact, what was going on at this time was the story of a mistress in the family. Xu Xiaoming didn't pay too much attention to the specific situation, and only learned from their conversation that the relationship between the family was very bad.
At this time, Zhao Zheng's cell phone rang, and he directed Qian Chen to see the patient, and then asked Du Ziwei to let his noisy relatives wait outside the ward. As for Xu Xiaoming, he just glanced at him and acquiesced Stay in the ward.
At this time, someone in the noisy family noticed that Xu Xiaoming was not a doctor, and said to Zhao Zheng: "Doctor, he is not a doctor at all, so he can't appear here. How can such a temporary worker who doesn't even have a uniform appear here?"
Zhao Zheng glared at them: "If you keep making noise, let the security guards blast you out. This is a hospital, not a vegetable market!"
Then he personally pulled Xu Xiaoming outside, those relatives looked at each other and stopped talking, so Zhao Zheng answered the phone, and when he left, Xu Xiaoming glanced at the woman who continued to roll on the bed.
Since Mr. Zhao believed that the two students could diagnose the woman's illness, there was no need for him to do annoying things. After Zhao Zheng finished talking on the phone, Xu Xiaoming asked, "Mr. Zhao, there should be no one here. My business is over, can I go and see the patient from last week now?"
Thinking of the current situation, Zhao Zheng felt irritable, so he said, "It's in room 203 on the second floor, you can go by yourself."
Thinking of the first patient who was gradually cured by his prescription here, his mood improved: "Then, Teacher Zhao, I will go up first."
Zhao Zheng nodded, then went around the ward, glanced at the group of relatives, and returned to his office with a blank expression. He believed that his two students could help that woman.
However, Zhao Zheng's two students ignored some important common sense of Chinese medicine in order to fight for merit, and misdiagnosed.
Qingxintang is a comprehensive Chinese medicine clinic that adheres to the traditional thinking of Chinese medicine, promotes traditional Chinese medicine treatment methods, adheres to the combination of special disease treatment and comprehensive health management, and introduces international management concepts.It is located in the middle of the old street, the environment is elegant and quiet, and the location is good enough, which is very suitable for patients to recuperate.
The first time Xu Xiaoming came here, he felt that the clinic was luxurious and quiet, enough space for patients.A patient appointment system is implemented here, and patients can enjoy individual treatment in a single room.
However, what Xu Xiaoming sees on the surface is not where he works.
As soon as he arrived, Li Yuanmei took him to see Zhao Zheng. After Li Yuanmei left, Zhao Zheng asked him to put his bag on the empty table in the corner. Xu Xiaoming did so without any objection. The table looked normal. Not many people use it, and the dust on it is clearly visible.
But without giving Xu Xiaoming time to think about it, Zhao Zheng said with his face downcast: "Come with me, your work will be in the future, this month you have to classify all the medicinal materials in the warehouse, and you have to sort them out. The name is clearly marked and recorded in the booklet."
Xu Xiaoming nodded: "Yes, Mr. Zhao." Thinking that his ballpoint pen calligraphy is still not very good in the past few days, he added: "Teacher, can I use a brush to record? The ballpoint pen is not easy to write."
After seeing Xu Xiaoming's beautiful and strong calligraphy, Zhao Zheng said happily: "Yes, if you don't have enough ink, you can ask Xiao Su outside. She is in charge of the chores in our laboratory. The laboratory is next to the medicine storehouse. Besides me, there are three others. All my students are included, and my apprentices will go to the research institute at Qingxintang company headquarters, and I will introduce you to each other when I have time."
Xu Xiaoming said, "Okay, thank you Teacher Zhao."
Zhao Zheng said: "If you don't understand, ask me again."
Xu Xiaoming looked at the medicinal materials in the medicine storehouse, it was very messy, those medicinal materials were basically placed on the ground, and were not classified into the other party's medicine grid, it was a waste of money to place the medicinal materials in this way, he must return these medicinal materials quickly .
Xu Xiaoming, who has always had an inexplicable sense of responsibility for medicinal materials, quickly started his own work. After a morning, except for Xiaosu reminding him to eat, he basically spent time sorting out medicinal materials here.
Many of the names on the medicine list had been scratched, so he filled them in according to the names of the medicinal materials.
Fortunately, the medicinal materials he is sorting out are all that he has come into contact with before, and he hasn't encountered any that he can't identify yet.
In fact, Zhao Zheng came to see his work status when he was carefully arranging the medicinal materials.For Xu Xiaoming, a big boy, he valued it very much. Although he was asked to do some chores now, it was just for a simple test. He wanted to know what Xu Xiaoming's ability was.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Xiaoming, who was still sorting medicinal materials, heard Zhao Zheng calling him. He looked up and saw that it was indeed Zhao Zheng, but there were two young people around 20 years old behind him. Introduced to be his student.
The student with a shaved head was Du Ziwei, and another student who used to push glasses was named Qian Chen. Xu Xiaoming nodded to them, and then called out, "Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Zheng beckoned him over: "Stop what you're doing first, and tidy up here. We'll see a patient in five minutes."
Xu Xiaoming said: "Okay." He cleaned up the only table in the medicine storehouse and closed the door of the medicine storehouse, then went to the public office outside to wait for Zhao Zheng and the others.
In fact, Xu Xiaoming didn't need to find out, he also felt the hostility of those two students towards him. He didn't know how this hostility appeared, but he felt very uncomfortable. He hardly had any contact with these two students today.
After leaving these trivial things behind and followed Zhao Zheng, Xu Xiaoming focused on Zhao Zheng's words, Zhao Zheng said: "Xiaoming, do you still remember the patient you saw last week? "
Xu Xiaoming said, "I remember, Mr. Zhao, is that patient in the clinic now?"
Zhao Zheng said: "Well. But first, come with us to see a patient, you can take a look at it."
Xu Xiaoming nodded clearly: "Okay."
After Xu Xiaoming finished speaking, Du Ziwei with the bald head discussed with Zhao Zheng the condition of the patient he was going to see later, and they arrived at the ward before they finished speaking.
There were a few men in suits and leather shoes standing outside the ward, and their expressions were very serious. When they saw Zhao Zheng appearing, they greeted him immediately, completely ignoring Xu Xiaoming, and pushed him aside. The two students were all wearing white coats. It looks more like a doctor's prestige.
In such a situation, Xu Xiaoming was not in a hurry to express anything, so he quietly stepped aside and listened carefully to their counterpart or the description of the patient's condition.
However, after listening for a long time, they didn't hear the important points from these family members. They were all very polite words. They seemed to respect Mr. Zhao very much.What made Xu Xiaoming even more puzzled was why these people kept stuffing red envelopes into Mr. Zhao's pockets. Could it be that patients who stuffed red envelopes could recover sooner? It's better to let Mr. Zhao examine the patients while talking nonsense.
Zhao Zheng was also very troubled about giving red envelopes. He said seriously to his family members: "Please let me see the patients! I don't care what official position or level your patients are, don't make trouble anymore. Obediently wait outside for the diagnosis result."
The family members standing outside settled down and did not squeeze forward to talk to Zhao Zheng. The majesty of Zhao Zheng is self-evident, and his reputation in the field of traditional Chinese medicine must also exist.
After getting rid of this group of family members, Zhao Zheng took two students into the ward, Xu Xiaoming sneaked in when he saw the opportunity, the other people's focus was in the wrong direction, and basically no one noticed his actions.Zhao Zheng's two students are shining under the brilliance of the professor, and they feel refreshed. Sometimes things like vanity are really terrible, especially for students who have not yet graduated. They will suffer more setbacks in the future. It is possible to lose yourself without realizing it.
Xu Xiaoming didn't care about other people's thoughts. He walked to Zhao Zheng's side and stood beside him to watch the patient moaning on the bed. In such a situation, the pulse must be inaccurate.
In fact, the doctor in charge of this patient is not Zhao Zheng, and he is only entrusted to come here today.
Lying on the hospital bed, a woman in her fifties kept moaning and rolled around on the hospital bed clutching her stomach.
Zhao Zheng's student, Qian Chen, opened the case sheets from other hospitals and said, "Is this a stomach problem? Teacher, take a look."
Then he handed over the case book to Zhao Zheng, and asked him to see how to treat this woman.
After Zhao Zheng took it, he didn't look at it directly, but said sarcastically: "Do you think she has a stomach problem? If it's a stomach problem, why should she be transferred to our clinic?"
Xu Xiaoming saw the situation of this woman from the case book. Ten years ago, she had severe abdominal pain, and later she developed a dull pain in the right abdomen. A few years ago, she began to have chest tightness and heart pain in the second half of the night.Now it has become like this during the day. I have been to the hospital to see a doctor in the past few years. The doctor in the hospital said it was gastritis, but basically taking the medicine has no effect.
Now it is getting more and more painful, and no problem can be found through gastroscopy. Her family no longer trusts the big hospital, so they have to ask the Chinese medicine clinic for help, so there is the scene of giving red envelopes earlier.
The female patient looked extremely haggard. Her husband stood aside, unable to tell whether he was worried or not. Seeing several doctors discussing it, he said, "You should treat her, don't you see that she is in pain?"
As a husband, this man is obviously unqualified. His wife is in such pain, and he just stood aside, and did not step forward to give the poor woman a comforting look or a word, which is not enough to make people feel chilling .
At this time, a woman in her 40s pointed at the man and said, "If you hadn't done something like that, would my sister's illness have gotten worse every day? Zhong Desheng, you really have no conscience!"
Zhong Desheng, who was scolded by his sister-in-law, said blankly: "Could it be that I'm not good enough for your sister, and also, this is our housework, don't worry about it."
The sister-in-law sneered and said: "I don't care about my sister, who cares about my sister, do you care? You are a scum! If something happens to my sister this time, you and your little lover should be careful."
In fact, what was going on at this time was the story of a mistress in the family. Xu Xiaoming didn't pay too much attention to the specific situation, and only learned from their conversation that the relationship between the family was very bad.
At this time, Zhao Zheng's cell phone rang, and he directed Qian Chen to see the patient, and then asked Du Ziwei to let his noisy relatives wait outside the ward. As for Xu Xiaoming, he just glanced at him and acquiesced Stay in the ward.
At this time, someone in the noisy family noticed that Xu Xiaoming was not a doctor, and said to Zhao Zheng: "Doctor, he is not a doctor at all, so he can't appear here. How can such a temporary worker who doesn't even have a uniform appear here?"
Zhao Zheng glared at them: "If you keep making noise, let the security guards blast you out. This is a hospital, not a vegetable market!"
Then he personally pulled Xu Xiaoming outside, those relatives looked at each other and stopped talking, so Zhao Zheng answered the phone, and when he left, Xu Xiaoming glanced at the woman who continued to roll on the bed.
Since Mr. Zhao believed that the two students could diagnose the woman's illness, there was no need for him to do annoying things. After Zhao Zheng finished talking on the phone, Xu Xiaoming asked, "Mr. Zhao, there should be no one here. My business is over, can I go and see the patient from last week now?"
Thinking of the current situation, Zhao Zheng felt irritable, so he said, "It's in room 203 on the second floor, you can go by yourself."
Thinking of the first patient who was gradually cured by his prescription here, his mood improved: "Then, Teacher Zhao, I will go up first."
Zhao Zheng nodded, then went around the ward, glanced at the group of relatives, and returned to his office with a blank expression. He believed that his two students could help that woman.
However, Zhao Zheng's two students ignored some important common sense of Chinese medicine in order to fight for merit, and misdiagnosed.
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