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Chapter 1545

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The footsteps were messy, and the anxious voices of the patient's family members could be heard from time to time.

Zhou Litao turned around and left without any hesitation. As usual, he tossed the key over and said, "Brother Yun, help me lock the door."

"Boss, why do you like the emergency department so much?" Su Yun asked as they walked out and locked the door.

"I don't like it," Zheng Ren lied.

"Your mouth says no, but your body is very honest," Su Yun said coldly as he looked at Zheng Ren with disdain.

Zheng Ren thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because coming to the emergency department is like returning to Sea City. Maybe … "

Su Yun glanced at him and said, "Let's go. Yes, I'll be attending classes at the Medical University these few days. "

"What class are you going to teach?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Can't I just say anything?" Su Yun's tone was too perfunctory, but Zheng Ren did not care. Zheng Ren could also teach, but he did not have Su Yun's obsession with showing off in front of others.

Zheng Ren was not interested in leading the novice players in the novice village. It was obviously a waste of time.

The key was that the children couldn't understand what he was talking about.

While he was deep in thought, the sound of vomiting came from the resuscitation room. It was extremely intense.

In the southern dialect, he was vomiting so violently that he even threw up his dinner from the night before. However, the sound of vomiting could be heard not far away. It sounded like someone was about to vomit out their intestines.

When he vomited, Zheng Ren felt that the person who vomited would suffocate at any time. The patient himself was in extreme pain.

It was too uncomfortable. There was no need to empathize with them. Just listening from afar made one's stomach churn.

"Even a gastric lavage wouldn't be this intense. What kind of illness is it?" Zheng Ren muttered to Su Yun as he moved closer to take a look.

There was a young woman lying on the emergency bed. She looked to be about 23 or 24 years old. Her abdomen was bulging. She was pregnant.

She lay on her side, her body twitching. Subconsciously, she did not forget to protect the child in her womb. However, this made her posture even weirder.

The system panel was slightly red with only one diagnosis — hyperemesis gravidarum.

Uh …

Zheng Ren recalled encountering a female student in Sea City who had imagined herself pregnant. She was also a patient with hyperemesis gravidarum.

He had tricked the patient into having an abortion and then she recovered.

Hysteria, unlike true hyperemesis gravidarum, is a particularly painful condition.

According to Fairweather criteria, hyperemesis gravidarum refers to the onset of pregnancy.



Severe vomiting occurred within a week, and many patients vomited until the 20th week of pregnancy.

Two weeks later.

Hyperemesis gravidarum may lead to premature labor, newborn



When the score was very low.

Putting aside the suffering, if she vomited too much, she could only have a forced abortion.

Otherwise, the child would be born in a bad condition and might even have some congenital diseases.

The young woman vomited violently, but nothing came out of her stomach. She just bent over on the emergency rescue bed and kept twitching.

"What a pain." Su Yun said, "In the future, women don't need to get pregnant. All the fertilized eggs will be artificially cultivated."

"That's at least 50 years from now."

"If you want to, you can do it now. But according to a survey, if this method is used, there will be no sense of intimacy between parents and children, leading to a large number of abandoned babies. "Su Yun said.

Zheng Ren thought about it for a long time, but he did not remember reading similar reports.

Zhou Litao had already started to deal with the situation and called the chief resident of the obstetrics and gynecology department over for an emergency consultation.

Hyperemesis gravidarum. There was nothing the emergency department could do.

The next step was to admit her to the hospital, and then it was up to the obstetrics department to explain to the patient and the patient's family.

The most important thing was the patient's own will — to endure the intense vomiting or to terminate the pregnancy and induce labor.

After Zhou Litao finished dealing with the situation, he hurriedly walked out.

"Why didn't you keep watch?" Su Yun asked.

"It's too uncomfortable to watch. I can't stand it." Zhou Litao's expression was a little ugly. "In addition to hyperemesis gravidarum, there's also the little boy peeling off the foreskin. It's really hoarse shouting. Just listening to it makes my bones feel cold."

Every man has something to fear.

Zhou Litao could face the bloody major rescue, but he could not bear to see hyperemesis gravidarum and the child crying.

This was also human nature.

"What medicine did you use?"

"Gastric reconditioning, Ondansiqiong." Zhou Litao walked a little further away before he felt better. He used words to cover up his discomfort. "But I think it's useless. The condition is too serious, I think it's going to be a miscarriage."

"Well, it doesn't seem to work if this continues. The child's symptoms of hypoxia will lead to very serious problems."

"Many of the patients' symptoms last until 30 weeks."

Zhou Litao spoke slowly, as if he could not hear the violent vomiting of the pregnant woman as he spoke.

Soon, the obstetrics chief resident jogged all the way to the emergency department.

She examined the pregnant woman, but the diagnosis was nothing new. It was a very typical hyperemesis gravidarum.

Soon, the obstetrics chief resident called the patient's immediate family out. Zhou Litao quickly arranged a room for her so that she could explain.

Zheng Ren and Su Yun followed her in.

The obstetrics chief resident knew Su Yun and smiled as a greeting. Then, she explained the patient's condition to the family.

There was no special treatment for hyperemesis gravidarum. The only way was to terminate the pregnancy.

When this was said, the patient's husband, a young man, immediately covered his face and sobbed.

The room of more than ten square meters was filled with his cries. Everyone felt sad.

"Then terminate it. It's too painful to watch." A woman in her forties or fifties sighed and said, "Doctor, can I ask if this will happen the next time Xiao Min gets pregnant?"

"It's very likely," the obstetrics chief resident said. The obstetrics chief resident said, "There is no special treatment. There is no confirmed theory about the pathogenesis of hyperemesis gravidarum."

"…" The family members were silent.

If that was the case, it meant that the young woman would never be able to conceive again.

Zheng Ren also felt that it was a pity. He began to search for relevant case reports in the System library.

Because he rarely came into contact with obstetrics and gynecology, he usually did not read such articles.

The number of articles in medical journals around the world, even those with an impact factor of more than five, was outrageous.

One by one, the family members went out to explain the actual situation to the pregnant woman.

The room gradually became empty.

The obstetrics chief resident sighed and said, "There is no other way. I met a patient who barely gave birth to a child. The child was not in good condition. "

Su Yun nodded, the black hair on his forehead fluttering weakly.

Zheng Ren suddenly raised his head and asked, "Do you know anything about Lou Gehrig's disease?"





Note 1: When I went to the outpatient department, the department opposite me was the Department of Genitourinary Surgery. The little boy cried himself hoarse. It was unbearable. I hid far away every time and couldn't hear the sound.

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