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Chapter 675

    I went to the ward and didn''t seem to get much. The only thing we know is that the amount of diarrhea fluctuates, but this is also easy to explain.


    Nursing and hospitals don''t eat dry food. They will give drugs to patients.


    It may be that a drug is just right, so the patient''s diarrhea is relieved. When the body quickly tolerates it, or there are changes in the intestine, it will start diarrhea again.


    Wei Dabao wrote down the only harvest and wondered how to organize language to report the patient to section chief Wu.


    "Let''s go back." the middle-aged doctor of Yanghe hospital looked at Wei Dabao and whispered. Not asking for advice from Weber, just informing him.


    Trinket was not tall and his waist was a little bent. Dr. Li looked down at him and saw that his hair was gray. His disdain was heavier just now.


    Normally, doctors at his age should be experts and professors at the director level. They come to the hospital and give lectures.


    But in front of him, no matter how he behaved or asked about his medical history, he didn''t have any rules. And his waist was bent, a little afraid, and he had no momentum at all.


    Why did the legendary teacher Wu bring such a cargo? The middle-aged doctors in Yanghe hospital don''t understand this problem.


    He turned and walked a few steps. The middle-aged doctor in Yanghe hospital didn''t hear footsteps behind him. He stopped in doubt and looked at Wei Dabao.


    "That what... That what... I''ll wait here." Wei Dabao was so anxious that he even spoke the northeast dialect.


    "What are you talking about?" Dr. Li asked, stunned.


    "I''m sorry, Dr. Li," Wei Dabao quickly explained. "I''ll take a look at the patient''s defecation."


    "It''s watery stool. Nothing looks good," Dr. Li said with certainty. "Nothing looks good. If you have any questions, you can check the stool routine and relevant tests."


    Trinket just laughed and looked gentle, but he was very assertive. He took root under his feet and did not move.


    The middle-aged doctor in the nursing and hospital frowned at him. Although David was a little afraid, the people he was more afraid of were in the conference room.


    If he goes back like this, section chief Wu asks himself that he doesn''t know anything... Wei Dabao thinks he has no face to see others.


    This time, when he came to Xiangjiang, section chief Wu brought himself to prove that others had eyes for him. But also let yourself go to see patients. How can you not serve snacks for such an important "task".


    I can''t make a job without seeing something.


    As for the middle-aged doctor in Yanghe hospital, how terrible is it, and section chief Wu? Trinket''s little abacus crackled and insisted on seeing the patient''s defecation.


    Although he knew that it would not have any effect after reading it, he had a little more to say to chief Wu.


    After getting along with Wu Mian for a long time, Wei Dabao vaguely knows the habit of section chief Wu. No matter how small the patient''s affairs are, they are all major events. As long as they report, whether they are useful or not, they brush their face and exist, which is much better than flattering and bowing.


    Section chief Wu doesn''t lack these. The planes to Xiangjiang are all gold


    The middle-aged doctors in the hospital had no way and began to get upset. He stared at Wei Dabao, but Wei Dabao didn''t look up. His eyes were not lethal at all.


    After a minute, Wei Dabao knocked on the door and said, "the patient is finished. Please show me."


    There was no answer in the room.


    Trinket knocked on the door a little harder and shouted.


    There was a curse in the room.


    Zheng Qingmu''s mother didn''t know what she was scolding. It sounded like a sparrow chirping at Wei Dabao.


    The middle-aged doctor in Yanghe hospital looked at Trinket''s bent back with disdain and wondered why the man insisted on looking at the patient''s stool.


    It''s watery stool. Can you still see the flowers? And can you see with your eyes and have a laboratory test? Can he see if there are white blood cells in the stool? Bullshit.


    Wei Dabao was also very helpless. He stood at the door, thinking that the little nurse would pour it out directly, and he could explain it himself when he went back, but he didn''t know whether section chief Wu would understand.


    After about five minutes, the door of the ward opened and a smell floated out first.


    Wearing a mask and sterile gloves, the little nurse came out with a bedpan and said, "this time there is a shaped stool. Take a look and I''ll clean it up."


    "Ah, ah." Trinket dared not look up, even though the little nurse was wearing a mask and couldn''t see her face clearly.


    After taking over the bedpan, Wei Dabao tried hard, but found that the little nurse didn''t let go. He looked up in surprise. The little nurse looked at him in amazement, "don''t you wear gloves?"


    "Er..." Wei Dabao didn''t notice this.


    Usually sterile gloves can be worn whenever you want. It''s all cost. The head nurse has to swear. Take a look at the appearance of stool, and then wash your hands. Why waste a sterile glove? It''s not aseptic operation.


    "I... I..."


    "You should hurry up to see it," said the middle-aged doctor of Yanghe hospital, covering his nose behind him.


    He had begun to be impatient. The position of this rustic doctor in his mind was getting lower and lower, and he had been humble to the dust.


    The middle-aged doctors in Yanghe hospital thought that Wei Dabao and Miss Wu Mian were great people together. But according to his style, he is clearly a doctor in an underground black clinic, even worse than them.


    Take the bedpan directly with your hand. Is it dirty!


    The little nurse let go. Wei Dabao quickly grasped the edge of the bedpan, put it on the ground, squatted in front of the bedpan and carefully observed the patient''s stool.


    There are about 200ml water samples in the bedpan, but there is a shaped stool, not dark brown or gray white, but very normal yellow.


    It looked strange, with both formed stool and watery stool, and trinket''s brain began to run "at high speed".


    But the brain, which has not been used for many years, is slow even at high speed.


    Wei Dabao quickly recalled and referred to the diagnosis of diarrhea, radiation enteritis and various inducing factors as long as they were written in diagnostics.


    Gradually, Wei Dabao seemed to forget the smell in the bedpan. He focused on observing the stool and thinking about the possible diagnosis.


    "Is this man sick?" the middle-aged doctor in the nursing hospital said contemptuously.


    The little nurse watched him squat in front of the bedpan and watched his stool. She also felt that he was ill.


    Is there a special hobby? If, like in some films, he put his finger in the next second and tasted the salt... Vomit


    The little nurse didn''t dare to think any more. She turned slightly and didn''t go to see Wei Dabao.


    "Hey! Let''s go!" the middle-aged doctor in the nursing hospital urged impatiently.


    Trinket did not move. He looked at the small piece of formed stool and seemed to have a train of thought.


    "Hello!" cried the middle-aged doctor of the nursing and hospital, reaching for the collar of trinket.
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