Sleepless Doctor

"Oh, it's not Dean Qin, it would be fine if he was him." Dean Xue sighed and said, "It's an old leader in a retired province. Isn't this open to the second child? His son wants another one. The child. The old leader takes the child at home after he retires, the baby is not good."

Wu Mian has a big head, and in general this is the most difficult to deal with.

It's a real kiss, it's hard to imagine how old people spoil their children. And if people get older, they will be stubborn and unable to accept any criticism.

"Oh, what's the situation?"

"One week ago, the child was unwilling to eat. After observing at home for more than a day, the old leader brought the child over. Didn't I do digestion before, so I watched it." Dean Xue said, "Cardiopulmonary auscultation is normal. , There is no tenderness, rebound pain, muscle tension in the whole abdomen."

"What about the neurological examination?"

"Mr. Wu, are you worried about encephalitis? I have also considered it. The relevant examinations have been done and it's okay." Dean Xue said.

A stiff neck, poor mental head, and nausea and vomiting may be symptoms of encephalitis. Dean Xue is pretty good, Wu Mian thought.

"What did the inspection do?" Wu Mian asked.

"The blood test was done once, it was 4 days ago, and the results were all normal. The B-ultrasound was done, and there is no problem. Other tests..."

Dean Xue sighed with a sad face and said, "But the old leader disagrees with any radiation or invasive operation. He said that it would be bad for the child, he would get leukemia, and he would have hemorrhage. Later he refused to allow a blood test, he said. With so many tubes of blood, I'm afraid that the child will be drawn with anemia."

Wu Mian couldn't laugh or cry.

In the United States, many parents do not vaccinate their children. It is said that this is a lie fabricated by capitalists to control humanity.

No matter at home or abroad, such anti-intellectual things are emerging one after another, bringing countless troubles to clinicians.

"How is the child now?" Wu Mian asked.

"My stomach hurts badly, but my stomach is still soft when I touched it. I suggested getting a gastroscope and CT of the upper abdomen. I was scolded by the old leader. I used the reason of finding someone to get the needle to calm down and ask Mr. Wu Your opinion." Dean Xue said.

"If I have any comments, I will have to check it no matter what." Wu Mian said, "I don't have a fluoroscopy. Who knows what the disease is if I don't have a checkup."

"Uh... Teacher Wu, what are you thinking about?" Xue Chunhe's mental state was a little bad, and she repeated it again.

"Just finished." Wu Mian glanced at Dean Xue helplessly, and then smiled, "I saw a child swallowing 226 sewing needles. I didn't know at first, but the doctor almost didn't give his stomach to him during the physical examination. Press to break."

"..."

Forget it, don't ask about Wu Mian, it's even scarier to ask. Those strange cases, I don't know where Teacher Wu saw them.

Thinking of the child who swallowed more than 200 needles, Xue Chunhe suddenly thought, wouldn't he puncture his esophagus?

"Don't worry too much, it’s just that your stomach hurts. Generally speaking, there won’t be any major issues." Wu Mian smiled slightly and said, "Dean Xue, if you care about it, it will be messy. Are you a child? I don’t understand the main complaint. In most cases, I frightened myself."

"Today the child was a little awkward, and he vomited twice without eating. The vomit was stomach content."

"Go and take a look." Wu Mian began to pay attention to hearing that the child was vomiting.

"Do you keep the vomit?" Wu Mian asked after walking a few steps.

"..." Dean Xue shook his head.

"Then talk about it."

When the two came to the pediatric ward, the child whispered in front of him. Of all the departments, Wu Mian rejected the pediatrics department the most.

Even a gastrointestinal surgery worker is countless times better than a pediatrician.

Upon hearing the child's crying, Wu Mian frowned tightly and forced her patience. The previous illness seemed to have recurred, with headaches.

"Mr. Wu, this side." Dean Xue led Wu Mian to a ward and knocked gently on the door.

"Old leader, I'm here again, don't worry, it was mine just now." Dean Xue quickly apologized after entering the door.

"Xiao Xue, it's so late, you can go back." An old man sat on the bedside, on the opposite sofa sat a pair of middle-aged men and women, who looked like the parents of a child.

"Old leader, how can I rest assured when I go back now." Dean Xue said with a smile, "Isn't it a coincidence that I saw Teacher Wu there? I forced him to show him to the child."

"Ms. Wu?" The old man raised his head, and saw a handsome and friendly young man behind Dean Xue, asking suspiciously.

The young man with double eyelids, big eyes, and a high nose bridge, looks like a model. This is what Xue Chunhe is talking about, Teacher Wu?

"It's a long story, let me briefly introduce it. This is the editor of the latest version of diagnostics in China, and a foreign academician of the National Academy of Sciences and the National Academy of Medicine." The family members of the patient listen.

Sure enough, the title of academician of the two foreign academies in the United States is quite high in gold, and the grandfather and parents of the child with a serious look after hearing about it.

Wu Mian didn't care how others looked at him, his attention was focused on the patient since he entered the room.

The child is a little awkward, and has fallen asleep with his head down. It feels weird to look at.

wrong! Wu Mian's eyes narrowed, and his gaze fell on the patient's body as if it were real.

The skin was a little loose, and under the shining of the bedside lamp, a strange luster appeared. This kind of luster is faintly visible, and Wu Mian's observation power can only catch a trace with barely enough.

Wu Mian strode to the patient's side, opened the quilt, reached out and grabbed his arm, and wanted to raise it to observe carefully.

"What are you doing!" the old man whispered unhappily, "The child is sleeping, didn't you see it? Do you know how to be polite."

Wu Mian frowned and carefully observed the child's skin with the murderous gaze of the old man. The armpits and the inner thighs are not missed.

"Can you say a few words less." Wu Mian put down the child's arm without putting the quilt back, and said in a deep voice, "have a CT and prepare for the operation."

How is this going? Dean Xue looked at Wu Mian in surprise.

"What kind of surgery to do is to catch a gastrointestinal cold. Xiao Xue, take him away quickly, or I'm welcome!" The old man raised his eyebrows and said.

Wu Mian looked up and looked straight at the old man.

"Without surgery, if the child can live for 48 hours~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you will win." Wu Mian said coldly. Originally, I was ashamed when I was grilling skewers today. Although the girl didn't laugh at herself, Wu Mian was angry. So the speech is a bit hard and a bit straight.

"..." The old man was shivering in anger, holding his chest with his hand, and working hard to get the medicine.

The man sitting on the sofa quickly stood up, picked up the medicine bottle, and poured two pills to the old man.

Under the tongue, the old man felt better after ten seconds. He didn't go to see Wu Mian and waved his hand, "Get out, get out now! Get out of me!"

"Mr. Wu..." Dean Xue was in a dilemma, watching Wu Mian and asked in a low voice.

"Can you not see the blue dots on the child?"

"That's the bruise left by the sling and the needle." The child's father said unhappily, "Do you understand?"

"Have an injection under the armpit?" Wu Mian asked.

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