Rebirth of Medicine Practices the World

A violent coughing sound woke up Lin Lin from her deep sleep. He opened his eyes with force and looked at the source of the sound.

I saw a patient lying on a bed next to him, curled up, showing a painful expression. The facilities in the ward were completely different from the modern wards he was familiar with - there was neither central oxygen inhalation nor central ventilation.

Suctioning is just a simple decoration with "four whites on the ground".

What is going on? Just as Lin Lin was confused, a sound of footsteps came from the corridor and slowly came to his bedside.

Lin Lin opened her eyes and was shocked.

He was no stranger to this visitor. Ding Feng, a doctor in the Neurology Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Yingzhou Medical College, was his former colleague and best friend, but was later forced to leave by the director of the department. However, the 'Ding Feng' in front of him was more impressive than he had ever seen.

The middle ones are much younger.

"Dr. Lin, are you awake?"

"Yes." Lin Lin simply agreed, his thoughts still a little confused and confused.

"Can you get up now?"

"Okay, what are you doing up?"

"Dr. Liu just admitted a patient from the emergency room. His condition is very dangerous. Now the general practice is discussing it, and everyone is really arguing. The director asked me to come and see if you can come to the office to participate in the discussion of this case."

"Case discussion? What's going on?"

In a daze, Lin Lin suddenly remembered. At 11 o'clock last night, as the director of the Department of Neurology, he was just lying down to rest when he was called back to the ward by the doctor on the third-line shift in the department to rescue a patient with acute obstructive encephalitis.

He fought for three hours and successfully completed the operation. The patient was rescued, but he fell to the ground in a coma due to overexertion...

"Am I reborn? Lin Lin looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in front of him, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seems that he should have been reborn. His colleagues at Yingzhou People's Hospital failed to save him in the end. He started from 2022

Years ago, he was reborn as a neurologist."

"Sister Ding, why am I here?"

"You worked the night shift last night and worked all night. You were too tired. When you handed over the shift just now, your face suddenly turned pale and then you fell down. Fortunately, I was by your side to support you."

"Everyone carried you here. The director checked you and said you were fine. It was just because you were exhausted."

"Oh, that's it. Since the director called, I'd better go there."

"Is that okay? Don't force it. Seeing you like this makes me feel a little weak."

"It's okay, Sister Ding. Actually, I was just tired last night. Go ahead, I'll come over."

"Come, let me help you go."

"Okay, thank you, Sister Ding." Lin Lin got out of bed and discovered that he was wearing a short-sleeved white coat.

Sister Ding helped Lin Lin sit down on a wooden bench.

The familiar wooden bench and familiar layout made Lin Lin suddenly remember something. He raised his head and looked at the wall opposite the bench.

I saw a piece of cardboard hanging on the wall with the words "Becoming a new person in the fourth quarter" written on it. Slightly lower in the center of the cardboard, there was a calendar that was torn off every day.

On the wall calendar, the blood-red words clearly reflected in Lin Lin's eyes: Tuesday, July 8, 1986.

Lin Lin was in a daze: He was actually reborn in the summer of 1986! At this time, it had been almost two years since he graduated from Shuangya Medical College and was assigned to the Neurology Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Duyingzhou Medical College, and he was still a resident doctor.

"Dr. Lin, is this okay?" Director Ling's voice sounded.

"Thank you, Director Ling, yes, no problem." Lin Lin agreed. In his impression, Ling Xiaoyun in his previous life had average technical skills, but was very good at doing business, was mean, narrow-minded, and even unscrupulous.

"Dr. Liu, please report your medical history." Director Ling said to a female doctor.

"The patient, a 61-year-old male, came to the clinic due to sudden unconsciousness. When he got up to go to the toilet this morning, the patient suddenly screamed, then fell unconscious and fell to the ground. After his family found out, they immediately sent him to our hospital.

Emergency Department."

"After I received the diagnosis, I immediately sent the patient for a head CT examination. The verbal report given by the CT room was 'primary intraventricular hemorrhage and acute obstructive hydrocephalus'."

"This is the CT film of this patient's head." After saying this, Dr. Liu pointed to the reading light.

"Well, she is Dr. Liu Yulan. In her previous life, just like Sister Ding, she was very kind to herself."

Lin Lin raised her head and looked in the direction of the film reading lamp. Where she looked, Lin Lin was startled and her spirits were lifted.

Lin Lin is still deeply impressed by this patient. At that time, doctors from the Department of Neurology and Neurosurgery believed that there was no treatment for such a patient and no rescue value. Therefore, they only adopted conservative treatment of dehydration and lowering intracranial pressure. In the end,

The patient died in the evening of the day of onset of illness.

Now that he is reborn, he must use his own skills and make every effort to rescue this patient as much as possible, just like the patient he rescued before his rebirth.

Although she is not completely sure, Lin Lin has enough confidence and strength.

"How is the patient's condition now?"

"Deep coma, irregular breathing rhythm, although the pupils on both sides have not been dilated, the situation is quite dangerous, and death may occur at any time."

"What do you think?" There was a hint of domineering in Lin Lin's words.

"Everyone believes that there is no special treatment for this kind of patient, and there is no rescue value. Use some dehydrating agents and keep it for as long as it takes."

"Does the director think so too?"

"Why do I think it's not important? You usually have a lot of ideas. Tell me what you think." Ling Xiaoyun was very slippery.

"Okay, let me tell you my opinion."

"For such patients, without CT, we can only make a rough diagnosis based on the patient's onset, clinical manifestations and physical signs found on physical examination."

"Now, with the help of CT, we can accurately diagnose. This patient's current situation is very dangerous. If the huge pressure in the ventricle is not relieved, the patient will die at any time due to cerebral herniation."

"To achieve this goal, drugs are useless. The only way is to perform lateral ventricular puncture and external drainage surgery to drain the blood from the ventricle. I suggest that you immediately seek emergency consultation from a neurosurgery." Lin Lin was not in a hurry to take action.

"With such a condition, do you think it is necessary to consult a neurosurgeon?" Director Ling asked.

"It must be necessary, it is very necessary. It is related to the life and death of this patient. How can you say it is not necessary." Lin Lin's words forced Director Ling into a corner.

"Okay, Dr. Liu, you write the emergency consultation form right away, and I'll contact Director Lu Han of the Department of Neurosurgery." Ling Xiaoyun said reluctantly.

After making the call, Ling Xiaoyun looked happy and said to Lin Lin: "From Director Lu's tone, they probably won't do it."

"Director, wait, wait until Director Lu comes and see what Director Lu says." Lin Lin was not worried.