"Are you sure it's tension pneumothorax?" Dr. Yang had to put a big question mark first, because now it's a trainee who diagnoses the patient.
"The patient's right chest is full and the intercostal space is enlarged. There is no X-ray machine or CT machine on site for examination. In this case, Dr. Yang, I want you to listen to the patient's breathing range first."
The female voice opposite was so calm that it exceeded the expectations of all the teachers here!
Dr. Jin swallowed his saliva in surprise: Is this female trainee who has been rumored in the hospital these two days really so powerful?
Dr. Lin raised his eyebrows: It was expected.
As for Dr. Yang, he was stunned.
Fu Xinheng squinted his eyes, and the strange expressions of Cao Yong and others last night appeared in his mind again.
The patient¡¯s breathing sounds came from the phone: huff, huff, huff. The breathing was getting shallower, the breathing amplitude was significantly reduced, and it was becoming more and more difficult, as if he was suffocating at any time.
"I put my fingers on the affected area on the chest for percussion. Teacher Yang, please listen to see if there is a drum sound." Xie Wanying said, holding a mobile phone in one hand close to the patient's chest, and putting three fingers of the other hand together, tapping patient ward.
A group of teachers pricked up their ears and listened intently to every sound on the phone, which was related to the patient's life.
A sound like thump, thump came over.
"I put the stethoscope on the patient's chest and try, Mr. Yang, if you can hear the breath sounds on the healthy side of the patient, and then compare it with the affected side." Next, Xie Wanying took out the stethoscope from the first aid kit and put the listening head on the patient Left subclavian.
Can¡¯t hear it, can¡¯t hear it at all. Once again, it shows that future communication development is too important for the development of medicine.
But it doesn¡¯t matter. Based on the percussion sound just now, the clinical teachers can initially judge that Xie Wanying¡¯s diagnosis is correct.
¡°It¡¯s a tension pneumothorax, we need to expel the air quickly!¡± Dr. Jin said to Dr. Yang.
I am a trainee, how can I let the trainee operate? Doctor Yang asked urgently and shouted to the other side of the phone: "How far are you from the hospital now?"
Definitely choose to send it back to the hospital first!
The two traffic policemen driving the car replied: "It will take at least thirty minutes."
"Are you sure we can be there in thirty minutes?" Dr. Yang asked.
The traffic police can¡¯t guarantee it at all, because the road conditions are really bad tonight. It can be seen that the time it takes for a patient to arrive at the hospital may be much longer than thirty minutes.
"It's too late, Dr. Yang." Dr. Jin said anxiously.
The patient¡¯s breathing sounds are almost too late, and the exhaust must be exhausted first, otherwise the heart will stop.
"What kind of heart disease does he have?" Dr. Yang was also anxious and his voice was hoarse.
The patient was speechless from the beginning. Xie Wanying had no choice but to use her stethoscope to listen to the patient, and then use her powers to help make a judgment. After waiting, she didn't hear her answer. The clinical teacher here didn't know what happened. Dr. Jin shouted: "Zhao Zhaowei!"
Zhao Zhaowei was so nervous that his eyelids jumped when he heard the teacher¡¯s voice before he answered: ¡°Dr. Jin, I¡¯m here.¡±
"What kind of heart disease do you think he has?" Dr. Jin asked.
"Yingying and I don't know. He can't speak. Yingying is listening to his heart with a stethoscope." Zhao Zhaowei said stuttering.
The two students left two completely different impressions on the teachers just from the tone and content of their answers.
"Are they in the same class?" Dr. Yang questioned.
Dr. Jin and Dr. Lin nodded, there is no doubt about this.
Dr. Yang thought of Yue Wentong, who entered the operating room with him last night. He seemed to be in the same class. There is a big difference in the same class. By the way, Yue Wentong didn't go to work with the teacher today. He had to take time off because of something at home. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com