A man was dragged in by two family members.
He had a frighteningly red System panel on his head. He did not need to look at the System's diagnosis to know that he needed to be hospitalized at least.
As for how serious it was, he estimated that it would take one or two surgeries to resolve.
The chubby boss was only suffering from a minor illness, but he was extremely worried. The man in front of him was already seriously ill, but he refused to come to the hospital for treatment no matter what.
It was true that the same rice fed all kinds of people.
"Doctor, doctor!" A younger family member of the patient shouted. Although Zheng Ren and the others were in the corridor, it was as if he could not see them.
His voice was loud and echoed, emitting the smell of adrenaline and glucocorticoids.
This kind of shouting was too common in the emergency department, so both doctors and nurses were used to it.
"What's going on?" Zhou Litao asked with a frown.
None of the four people in front of him looked like a patient. Their footsteps were strong and fast, and even the process of pushing and pulling each other did not seem to be sick.
Someone in the family must be sick, but they did not care. Their relatives were anxious and dragged them to the hospital.
"Hello, doctor." When the younger patient's family member saw Zhou Litao talking to him, he quickly ran over and said politely, "My second uncle has rheumatoid arthritis, but his problematic wrist has started to run pus in the past two days. We were worried, so we asked him to come and take a look."
"It's just a fire boil. What's there to see in the hospital?" the older person behind him, who was probably the patient, said unhappily.
"It hurts when I move, and the gauze has to be changed seven or eight times a day. If that's not serious, do you want my wrist to completely rot?!" the woman who seemed to be his lover shouted.
Zhou Litao had seen this kind of situation many times, so he did not care much. The patient was the carrier of the disease. If there was any discomfort, the patient would not be able to bear it. Few people were urged to see a doctor.
Of course, the treatment of certain cancers was an exception. Some patients would pretend that their cancer did not exist as long as they did not come to the hospital.
This was also human nature.
The patient did not move, still arguing with his lover.
He did not move, so Zhou Litao had to walk over by himself. He narrowed his eyes and followed behind Zhou Litao, quietly, like a snow leopard looking for food. He followed the patient's wound, which was changed seven or eight times a day.
"Brother, since you're already here, why don't you let the doctor take a look? If there's nothing else, let's go back, "another middle-aged man advised.
The patient was a little impatient. He felt that since he was already here, he might as well take a look.
He stretched out his left arm that had been hanging by his side. There was a piece of gauze on the inside of his wrist, and the gauze was faintly soaked in liquid.
"It's nothing. It's just rheumatoid arthritis. What's there to see?" the patient said disdainfully.
"Go to the treatment room and change the dressing," Zheng Ren reminded Zhou Litao when he saw that he was about to remove the patient's gauze.
Chief Zhou definitely did not take this patient seriously. He was a patient who walked over well, could talk, and could quarrel. How could such a person be in trouble?
Zhou Litao was slightly taken aback. Although he did not think it was necessary, he still brought the patient to the treatment room.
He opened a sterile dressing kit and removed the patient's gauze.
The patient's entire left hand was swollen, centered around the thumb and index finger. There was a rupture on the inside of the left wrist joint, about 0.5x0.4cm.
Thick yellow-green fluid oozed out of the rupture. The moment the gauze was removed, Zheng Ren smelled a strange odor.
How strong was the patient? He still did not come to the hospital to see a doctor. Zheng Ren was quite helpless about this.
"It's just a fire boil. What's the fuss? It'll be fine after a few days of antibiotics," the patient said.
"How many days have you been taking antibiotics?!" The patient's wife said angrily. Then, she turned to Zhou Litao and said, "Doctor, what do you think is going on?"
Zhou Litao did not speak. Instead, he repeatedly disinfected the patient with iodophor and exerted force on the patient's wrist, trying to squeeze the pus out.
"It hurts …" As soon as he exerted force, the patient suddenly retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.
"Have you had any external injuries? How did the fire boil break? "Zhou Litao asked.
"Doctor, there were no external injuries. Fire boil … I didn't see it, but it felt like a fire boil. " The patient wanted to retract his hand behind his back, but he managed to stabilize it and answered Zhou Litao's question with a trembling voice.
It felt like … This word made people speechless.
"Do you have a fish farm? Ornamental fish? "Zheng Ren asked.
"No …" the patient's family answered subconsciously.
"No external injuries? Recently … before you fell ill, did you go out to play in the past month? "
"Play?" A few of the patient's family members asked in unison. Why did this doctor look so calm but ask such unreliable questions?
"Yes, this is a past history. Everyone has to ask," Su Yun added.
Although he did not know the purpose of his boss's question, he habitually cooperated.
"I'm asking you a question. Hurry up." Zhou Litao waved his hand, gesturing for the patient to extend his hand so that he could disinfect it.
The pain just now was so intense that the patient subconsciously ignored Zhou Litao's gesture and began to interrupt.
"We went out to play. We went to the Maldives last month," the patient said quickly.
"You went to play in the water, right?"
The patient and his family looked at him like he was an idiot. Going on a trip, and going to a place like the Maldives, if not to play in the water, why would he go there!
Zheng Ren got the answer he wanted from the look in the patient's family's eyes. Then, he said, "Do a wrist CT scan and admit him to the hospital. Chief Zhou, tell the doctor from the Hand Surgery Department … "
"What hospital? There's nothing wrong with you. Why are you hospitalized?" the patient said loudly.
"It's forbidden to make noise in the hospital. I don't know," Su Yun said disdainfully. "Are you willing to stay or not? Does the 912 lack a patient like you? Bullshit. "
The patient's family was stunned by the rebuke.
"There are many patients waiting to be hospitalized in the small hotel outside. It's good to make room for them," Su Yun continued.
"Stop fooling around." Zheng Ren said in a deep voice, "Let's do a CT scan first. I suspect that you were stabbed by sea creatures when you went out to play …"
"Impossible. How could I not know if you hurt me?"
"It's just a pricking point, it's normal that you didn't notice it. The surface of the skin heals quickly, but the bacteria remain in the body.
"What bacteria?" the patient's family asked anxiously.
"Let's do a checkup first. We'll talk after we're done." Zheng Ren did not answer directly. Even if the System gave the diagnosis, he was not willing to come to a conclusion easily.
He would take a look at the radiographic films first.
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