The other students in the classroom also roared with laughter.
No one knew if they were laughing at Chen Zhao's heaven-like lecture or at the student who had already fallen asleep on the ground.
"Wake him up," Chen Zhao said, frowning.
If you want to sleep, at least cover your face with a book.
If you sleep so openly like this, I will lose a lot of face.
A student walked over to the student on the ground and pushed him. "Hoffman, wake up."
But the student still didn't react. The student pushed him again. "Hoffman, wake up …"
Chen Zhao frowned and walked over. He pulled Hoffman's wrist and pressed on his chest.
Instantly, Chen Zhao's expression changed drastically. "His heart stopped. Does he have heart disease?"
"Hurry and give him CPR!" Eveleigh hurriedly shouted. She wasn't in the mood to joke anymore.
The other students crowded over too. The student from before pulled open Hoffman's shirt and was about to give him CPR.
"Don't!" Chen Zhao hurriedly stopped the student. "He's had heart surgery. There's a scar here. From the angle and the marks, it should be left ventricular deformity correction. Maybe there was a mistake during the surgery and the damage to the intima wasn't discovered in time. If you press it, he'll die immediately. Call an ambulance … Eveleigh, bring me my toolbox." Chen Zhao nodded.
Eveleigh glanced at Chen Zhao. Then, she walked under the podium and brought his toolbox over.
"Move away. Don't block here," Chen Zhao shouted.
At the same time, he took out a set of silver needles. He found an acupoint and pierced it.
Whoosh —
In an instant, Hoffman's entire body bounced up.
Everyone cried out in surprise. Just like that, a silver needle was inserted into the body, and the person was saved?
It was a sequela from the heart surgery!
If there was an accident, it would be very dangerous. The patient could die in a few minutes.
But Chen Zhao woke him up so easily.
This caused many students' eyes to flash with surprise.
After all, they were all medical students, so they knew most medical theories.
They also knew how dangerous Hoffman was just now.
"Don't move!" Chen Zhao pressed Hoffman back onto the ground. "You can't move now. You need to tell me your condition. Is it hard to breathe?"
Hoffman nodded, his face still showing some pain.
"Does your chest hurt when you breathe?"
"Yes," Hoffman replied.
Chen Zhao nodded. "Have you had heart surgery in the past six months?"
"Left ventricular deformity correction during the summer vacation," Hoffman answered.
The surrounding students all stared at Chen Zhao in disbelief. He could even guess it like that, and so accurately too.
Actually, the biggest difference between Chen Zhao and these students was that Chen Zhao was a real doctor, while they were still students.
Chen Zhao had interacted with a large number of patients and treated a large number of actual cases.
When a person's heart stopped, there were only a few possibilities: sudden heart attack, surgery sequelae, poisoning symptoms.
Chen Zhao understood some things, and so did the students.
The only difference was that Chen Zhao could notice it.
These students did not notice an obvious surgical wound, which meant that their experience was too shallow.
"Don't breathe too hard. Maintain your breathing rate. You definitely need to have another surgery to repair the endocardium," Chen Zhao said. "But don't worry," Chen Zhao said. "The success rate of this kind of surgery is still very high. Also, you better talk to your doctor and control the anesthetic dosage during the surgery. It's not suitable for you to use too much anesthetic in your current situation. Of course, if your doctor is experienced enough, then my words will be redundant." "Okay," Chen Zhao said.
Just then, the paramedics arrived.
"Huh, Chen, it's you?" Faur looked at Chen Zhao in surprise.
"I'm a teacher here," Chen Zhao answered.
"You? Teacher? "Faur's face was filled with disbelief.
"Why? Is that expression weird?"
"Whatever. What's the situation now? Is the student alright? "
"No …" Chen Zhao told her about Hoffman's condition.
"Luckily you're here, or else he'd be dead. It's very dangerous for the endocardium to be damaged after surgery. I've received at least eight patients like this, but none of them made it to the hospital."
"Okay, put him on the cart. Don't let him keep lying on the ground."
After Hoffman was sent away, no one dared to underestimate Chen Zhao anymore.
At least, Chen Zhao's performance completely proved that he was definitely a very powerful doctor.
Every medical student's first choice was obviously to be a doctor.
Many students with excellent grades would be kicked out of the hospital in their first year of internship because they could not convert their knowledge into medical skills.
"Teacher, did you use acupuncture just now?"
"That is a relatively complicated acupuncture technique. With your current knowledge, I'm afraid it's very difficult for me to explain it to you clearly. It's also very difficult to communicate in English. Of course, if you're interested, I'll start from the basics in my next lecture."
"Isn't it just acupuncture? I've done a short-term internship before. I know how to do acupuncture. "
"When you do acupuncture, you usually do it in the veins, right?" Chen Zhao glanced at the student. "I won't tell you how big the veins are. I did it in the Quxin acupoint. It's about 0.1 millimeters wide. Only special silver needles can go in. There are three vital acupoints around it. If I made a mistake, Hoffman might be bedridden for the rest of his life. Now, who has the courage to try acupuncture on the next patient?"
Everyone gasped. No one dared to question Chen Zhao anymore.
Nowadays, most injections were done through veins.
Injections and acupuncture were two completely different things.
Even a child's vein was not hard to find.
But the acupoints were very small. If you made a mistake, it would only result in a drop of blood.
But if you pierced other acupoints, the problem could be very serious.
The human body was like a precise machine. If you took a stick and fiddled with the machine, you might not get anything, but if you stuck the stick in a gear, the entire machine might stop moving.
"Okay, this class is over. There's no more homework, but please remember this. Before you get my approval, don't try acupuncture on anyone, unless you want to intentionally hurt or kill someone."
With that, Chen Zhao packed up his toolbox and turned to leave.
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