Han Guangyun looked straight at the car behind Wu Mian and didn''t notice that Wu Mian was greeting himself.


    "Han Chu?" Wu Mian cried again when he saw that he was divine.


    Matthew gently pushed Han Guangyun behind his back.


    "Ah?" Han Guangyun woke up with a start. He was a little ashamed and angry. How could he be so frustrated? He saw that the car with Xiangjiang license plate went away.


    "Han Chu." Wu Mian saw that Han Guangyun was distracted and didn''t care. He just smiled and said hello again.


    "Miss Wu, you''re here. How did you get here by Xiangjiang bus?" Han Guangyun shook hands and asked.


    "Oh, someone came to see a doctor. I went to pick up the plane and took a look directly when I received the call." Wu Mian said, "how is Han Chu?"


    "..." Han Guangyun was stunned for a moment, and then his anger grew stronger.


    This is the second hospital of Medical University. I''m the medical director of the second hospital of Medical University. What do you mean I''m here? Is this disdain for your ignorance of medical treatment.


    In the face of Wu Mian, Han Guangyun doesn''t think that EQ is not enough. This product is deliberately ridiculing himself!


    "You have just been discharged from the hospital for a few days. You should have a good rest." Wu Mian said seriously. "This is just a small matter. There will probably be no medical disputes. Han Chu can rest assured."


    "Miss Wu, please come inside." Han Guangyun was unhappy, but he couldn''t say anything, so he had to say politely with Wu Mian.


    Went to the neurology department together. Wu Mian changed into a white suit and stood out from the crowd.


    Han Guangyun noticed that the patients and their families in the ward corridor could not help but make way for Wu Mian, and looked at the handsome young man.


    Standing beside Wu Mian, Han Guangyun felt like a chicken standing next to the crane. No matter how hard he tried to flapping his wings, no one would notice him in the end.


    Everyone''s eyes are on Wu Mian, whether it''s the patient''s family or medical staff.


    "Wait for me."


    When he came to the door of the ward, Wu Mian turned and said to the doctor behind him.


    Song Yabin and other doctors were stunned. Is Mr. Wu going to make his own rounds? Where is the director''s ward round without a few little doctors behind him? What''s the doctor''s order? How to implement the disposal?


    "Please lend me the stethoscope, and then the percussion hammer." Wu Mian borrowed two things for physical examination, smiled and thanked, turned into the ward and closed the door.


    Matthew stood at the door and didn''t go in. Instead, he looked at Han Guangyun and song Yabin and smiled.


    "Horse yard, Mr. Wu usually rounds like this?" Han Guangyun whispered.


    "I don''t know. I won''t follow the ward rounds." Matthew said with a smile. "Han Chu, let''s wait a minute, shall we?"


    Han Guangyun can''t help it. He can''t break in directly.


    Wu Mian is kind to himself anyway, and Han Guangyun is mainly afraid that he doesn''t know where to annoy Wu Mian, and


    The spontaneous rupture of the spleen still hurts Han Guangyun''s face.


    Five minutes later, Han Guangyun didn''t know how many times he looked at the door of the ward. Strange to say, Mr. Wu has been in for so long. Even a very detailed physical examination should be finished.


    But the door was closed and motionless.


    Matthew stood at the door like a watchdog, smiling. His attitude was mild, but his actions were extremely tough, blocking everyone out.


    Ten minutes have passed


    15 minutes have passed


    Han Guangyun even began to suspect that it was Mr. Wu Mian who went in, or someone counterfeited.


    But the speculation of counterfeiting Wu Mian is too absurd. Liars always have a purpose, can''t... Han Guangyun shook his head and pulled his thinking back.


    Isn''t this bullshit? What do you think.


    17 ′ 23 ", the door of the ward was opened, and Wu Mian came out with a smile, followed by the patient''s family.


    "Elder sister, please come back." Wu Mian said politely, "I''ll report to the director and come up with a solution."


    The patient''s family member is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She should be from the countryside. Wu Mian''s words are flawed. She didn''t hear it, but kept thanking her.


    Han Guangyun was speechless and feigned Wu Mian''s words to fool the patient''s family members. Also report to the director, which director is in your eyes.


    After leaving the ward, Wu Mian did not immediately change his face. His gentle smile remained on his face and strode to the doctor''s office.


    "Sit down." Wu Mian said with a smile when he came to the office. "I glanced at the medical record and we began to discuss."


    Song Yabin, director Song, bent over and found the patient''s medical record for Wu Mian. She just looked at it with her, and she quickly turned around.


    The screen brushed down. Song Yabin only looked at it and felt that his vestibular nerve had been hit hard, and a disgusting feeling turned out from the bottom of his stomach.


    "Let''s find a seat." Wu Mian smiled. "Where''s the film."


    "Miss Wu, here." Song Yabin inserted the film he had just finished into the film reader.


    Pulmonary arteriovenous fistula is difficult to distinguish even with 64 slice CT. Doctors who are not majoring in imaging, respiratory medicine or thoracic surgery can''t see it.


    Wu Mian glanced at the film and said, "who is the bed doctor?"


    A doctor stood up.


    "Sit down." Wu Mian said, "the medical history is not detailed enough. It''s a small problem. It''s mainly because the capillaries of the lips are not mentioned in the big medical record and the first trip. Director Song, didn''t you notice it?"


    Song Yabin nodded and admitted it directly.


    Zhou Guohui sat aside, no matter how he made excuses, he might as well admit it generously.


    "The main problem is here," Wu Mian said. "I asked the patient''s family. The patient''s father died three years ago, and the cause is unknown. After carefully asking about the patient at that time, I highly doubt that he died because of brain abscess."


    "..." all the doctors were stunned.


    More than ten minutes, ask the medical history in such detail? To put it in a bad way, the medical history was asked in the ancestral grave.


    "The patient''s father has lung disease. It is said that he is in poor health. He coughs and wheezes after fatigue, but he has never been to the hospital. The patient also has mild asthma, but he has not been diagnosed and treated."


    "Another is..."


    "And..."


    "Clinically, it is important to identify such patients.


    What we try to do is to detect it before the stroke event, and the worst is to detect it immediately after the stroke event.


    Early identification and transcatheter embolization can significantly reduce the complications of patients. For such patients, if the ischemic stroke is caused by large vessel occlusion, intravascular thrombectomy can be used as an alternative to thrombolysis. "


    "Of course, director Song''s medication is very standard. For ischemic stroke patients without atrial fibrillation, clopidogrel antithrombotic therapy is the standard secondary prevention."


    "Now let''s look at the film. There are 4 pulmonary arteriovenous malformations, respectively..."


    Wu Mian stood in front of the film reader, and the light shone on the white clothes. From the perspective of Han Guangyun, it seemed that Wu Mian was emitting milky light.