"Let me reconfirm. Did you just say that the patient''s diagnosis of stroke was caused by the lung?"


    "Han Chu, it''s possible, although the probability is very low. We also want to check, which is also responsible for the patient." Song Yabin quickly explained.


    Han Guangyun looked at Director Song with a gloomy face and said nothing.


    Song Yabin thought for a moment. Maybe her explanation was too vague. She immediately said, "Han Chu, you may not understand that pulmonary arteriovenous malformation is a typical disease caused by congenital dysplasia. About 70% of patients with pulmonary arteriovenous malformation are complicated with hereditary hemorrhagic telangiectasia."


    "In clinical diagnosis, pulmonary arteriovenous malformations may lead to ectopic embolism, such as cerebral infarction, brain abscess and so on..."


    "Director Song, I really don''t understand." Han Guangyun said coldly. "After all, I''m not a doctor. I''ve been engaged in medical work."


    "..." Song Yabin was stunned when she heard Han Guangyun''s cold tone. She didn''t realize she had said something wrong until this time.


    "Han Chu, Han Chu, I don''t mean that." Song Yabin quickly explained.


    "What do you mean? I don''t care. Let me ask you first. Since pulmonary arteriovenous malformation can lead to ectopic embolism, as you said, it can lead to such serious complications as cerebral infarction and brain abscess. Why don''t you check the patient in advance?" Han Guangyun put his hands in front of him, leaned his back on the chair and looked at Song Yabin coldly.


    “……”


    "The medical office won''t let you, will it?" Han Guangyun said. "Then explain to me why you don''t consult with various departments in advance. The patient is hospitalized in your ward for a week. What examination can''t be done?"


    Song Yabin wants to explain that there are 54 patients living in his ward, at least half of whom are diagnosed stroke. It is impossible for every patient to ask for consultation and examination.


    Thinking so, director Song was wronged.


    But a picture came to her mind - Director Zhou Guohui and director Zhou went to the ward to see the patient and saw that capillaries were dilated on the patient''s lips


    I''ll go. That''s the reason. I didn''t notice it!


    Song Yabin''s mood from grievance to self blame took only a moment. Han Guangyun didn''t know what director Song was thinking. Seeing her ashamed face, he thought it was her words that made her deeply "reflect", and his heart was finally much more comfortable.


    "Director Song, I''m not talking about you." Han Guangyun said in a flat tone, "hurried to me and asked me to give you the green light. What do other departments think? Will the medical department decide whether to implement the clinical department in the future?"


    "Yes, yes," Director Song said repeatedly with guilt in his heart.


    Han Guangyun was happy to see song Yabin submit.


    Can you really stop her from checking the patient? Han Guangyun can still remember what happened to him a few days ago, just like yesterday.


    It''s really hard to live in ICU. The room full of monitors, respirators and the voice of patients with asthma are like falling into hell. Han Guangyun really doesn''t want to go to ICU again.


    He has also changed since that.


    "I didn''t do my clinical work well. If director Zhou hadn''t helped me look at the patient and saw that there were telangiectasia on the patient''s lips, and then suspected pulmonary arteriovenous malformations, I wouldn''t have thought of it." Director Song continued to self-examine.


    Han Guangyun heard this before he could tell her to go through the formalities. Director Zhou? Which director Zhou?


    The second hospital has director Zhou, who is not in the Department of Neurology.


    "Director Song, who are you talking about?" Han Guangyun immediately had a bad guess in his heart and asked in a deep voice.


    "Director Zhou of jianxie hospital is said to have come to study. He was the director of Neurology of imperial hospital before. His technical level is very high. I heard his academic report in imperial city." Song Yabin foolishly didn''t notice the change of Han Chu''s expression and said directly, "fortunately, Lord Zhou came to help and took a look..."


    "Are you looking for people?" Han Guangyun felt that the flies in his mouth came back. They were alive and moved in his mouth.


    The situation is as like as two peas last time. There was a problem. The first idea of the clinical director was to call Matthew.


    Really - who can bear it!!!


    Han Guangyun''s anger flared up in an instant, burning everything.


    "The patient was discharged today, but there was upper gastrointestinal bleeding when going through the discharge procedures. I think it is a patient who may have a medical dispute. If he wanted to prepare a case, he slipped his hand and hit the horse''s side." Song Yabin lowered his head and said.


    "..." Han Guangyun was angry.


    But song Yabin didn''t notice Han Guangyun''s mood at all. She even said with a little excitement, "director Zhou''s level is really high. After reading the medical record and seeing the patient, she noticed what we didn''t notice at ordinary times."


    "This is also what I need to pay attention to in my future work. I usually look at the patient''s lips to see whether they are ischemic and pale, and rarely notice capillary dilation." Song Yabin said that clinically, he began to get excited unconsciously, one by one, completely ignoring Han Guangyun''s expression.


    "I..."


    "What are you doing?" Han Guangyun angrily scolded. "You''re not good enough. You have the face to say so much?!"


    Song Yabin was stunned. She didn''t want to understand why han Chu was angry.


    "Han Chu, I''m wrong. I must enhance my professional ability in the future. Why don''t I go to jianxie hospital for further study? I heard that they are engaged in the diagnosis and treatment of Alzheimer''s disease." Song Yabin said.


    All Han Guangyun''s emotions were filtered through thick glasses and turned into a flat piece in Song Yabin''s eyes.


    This is so... Han Guangyun really can''t stand these clinical doctors.


    Are they sick?! Why is she angry? Isn''t she forced to count?!


    One by one, their IQ is not low, but their EQ is as low as 18 layers of hell.


    In fact, it''s no wonder that most doctors and directors who are excellent and have enough emotional intelligence have raised their hands to enter the organs and start their official career. After working in the clinic for a long time, it is inevitable to be so stupid when facing patients, medical records, diagnosis and treatment every day.


    "Han Chu, I''m anxious to apply because Mr. Wu is coming." Song Yabin doesn''t know what mistake he has made, so he continues to arch the fire. "Mr. Wu comes for consultation. He wants to see 64 row CT, so I''ll run over directly. Do you think..."


    Miss Wu


    Han Guangyun silently recited these three words in his heart. His throat was blocked, his chest was stuffy, and even his upper abdomen hurt. It seemed as if he had returned to the night when he was ill.


    Why, there''s no him!


    Although he thought so, Han Guangyun still pressed down the fire in his heart and said softly, "go check it. I''ll see Mr. Wu later."