The physical examination was done in the sanatorium's activity center and chess room.
There were two ping pong tables in the activity center. The distance between them was very large, and it was about one hundred square meters. When the heavy wooden door was pushed open, there was a chess room with an area of about six hundred square meters. It was divided into many areas such as Go, Chinese Chess, Bridge, and Mahjong.
The sanatorium closed the curtains of the originally semi-separated areas and turned them into different physical examination areas. Old cadres with different appointments arrived on time under the guidance of care workers, and they looked relaxed.
The health inspection was not a physical examination in the traditional sense. They would not perform a large number of auxiliary examinations such as X-rays and CT scans. Instead, they would send professional doctors to read the previous examination reports and conduct some face-to-face examinations and inquiries.
Even though Yun Hua Hospital did not send their strongest lineup this time, they were still considered elites. Even if they sent weaker attending physicians like Doctor Zhou to other hospitals, they would still be considered elites among elites.
The purpose of sending these people to the Centurial Beach Sanatorium was to solve the problem.
If they could solve it at the moment, they would solve it at the moment. If they could not solve it at the moment, they would be sent to the hospital.
The average lifespan in Japan was more than eighty years old, and they were known as the world's strongest. The average lifespan of Yun Hua City's health care targets could easily exceed it. After all, those who did not live long enough did not have the chance to become health care targets.
Yun Hua City's level one health care targets were those above the deputy provincial level, or academicians of the Academy of Sciences and Academy of Engineering, or the Red Army and other personnel who worked before the July 7 Incident in 1937. Level two health care targets were those above the deputy provincial level, who worked during the War of Resistance, or those who worked during the War of Liberation and retired. The third level of health care was extremely broad. It included all the cadres above the divisional level and all the retired cadres. Senior technical personnel, including university professors, primary and secondary school teachers, as well as senior technical personnel in factories and mines, were all entitled to the third level of health care.
Of course, different levels of health care targets received different treatment. For example, level one health care targets received actual medical services, level two health care targets could only be reimbursed, and level three health care targets received a percentage.
Even if they stayed in the sanatorium, the rooms and fees for level one, two, and three health care targets were also different. Level one health care targets did not need to pay, and the Veteran Bureau would directly reconcile the accounts. They could come and stay as they pleased, and they had a quota for accompanying personnel. Level two health care targets also did not need to pay, but there was an additional reimbursement procedure, and there was a time limit every year. Level three health care targets only needed to pay a small amount, and they might even be reimbursed by the unit, but it still felt different.
Of course, staying in the sanatorium was much more comfortable.
Ling Ran saw a few patients with his own eyes. They were diagnosed even though their symptoms were not obvious, and he felt that he had learned something.
Ling Ran did not have any experience in providing consultations, and he did not know much about how to diagnose patients in the outpatient department. Now that he was watching a group of doctors diagnose patients, he had a better understanding of the situation.
Compared to ordinary outpatient consultations, doctors would ask and examine patients in more detail during the process of health inspection. In the eyes of bystanders, they were more logical, and it was easier for them to figure out the doctor's train of thought.
Ling Ran listened for a while and felt that it was very interesting. He took a few steps forward to listen more.
He took a step forward, and the group of children followed suit. The originally quiet queue was suddenly filled with laughter, and a few children took the opportunity to run around.
Seeing that the children were moving, the parents in front of them immediately followed suit. A few doctors also took defensive positions and guarded the door, afraid that the children would rush in and damage the equipment.
"Doctor Ling, you have to keep an eye on him." The resident doctor in the operating room was anxious, and he quickly shouted.
"What do you think?" Ling Ran was a little confused. There were nearly twenty children under his feet, and they all looked like they were ready to cause trouble at any time.
The plain-looking resident doctor with a weak presence ran out anxiously and smiled at the group of children. "Children, let's go. I'll take you out to play."
"No." A little girl in front of him instantly crossed her arms in front of her chest to protect herself and said, "You're not fun."
"Why am I not fun?"
"You're not good-looking." The children used their specialty of babbling and hit the target with one hit.
The young resident doctor stared at the children in front of him in a daze. He did not expect children nowadays to be so direct.
"Don't run around, stand properly." Ling Ran turned around and said, and the children really stood still.
But when he turned around, the group of children started laughing again.
It was obvious that they were playing with him as if he was made of wood.
Ling Ran leaned against the door and occasionally paid attention to the children while he watched the physical examination inside.
The argument between an old woman and a doctor soon attracted Ling Ran's attention.
The doctor asked, "Do you have rheumatoid arthritis?"
The old woman shook her head and said, "I don't."
The doctor said curiously, "Your morning stiffness is so serious, and you have multiple swollen joints and rheumatic nodules. This is rheumatoid arthritis."
"I've taken a test. I'm negative for rheumatoid factors." The old woman pointed at the medical record in the doctor's hand and smiled proudly.
The doctor sighed helplessly and said, "This is not the diagnostic criteria for rheumatoid arthritis. Look at your joints …"
"I've taken a blood test, and I'm negative."
"A positive rheumatoid factor is just an indicator of rheumatoid arthritis. A positive rheumatoid factor does not necessarily mean that you have rheumatoid arthritis, but a negative does not mean that you are not. Look at your joints now. The symmetrical swelling and the swelling of the wrist joint are all clear indicators … "
"I'm not here to show you this …" the old woman said impatiently, "Show me something else first."
"Look at something else?"
"Look at this hair on my instep. What's going on? It hurts when I touch it. "The old woman took off her shoes and showed her thumb to the doctor.
The doctor looked at the black hair on her thumb and fell into deep thought.
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