Wei Dabao was on the night shift yesterday.


    Wei Dabao''s mood was completely different from before when he came to take over.


    The bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital, which used to turn a blind eye, now seems to have some parting sadness. Even the falling wall has a trace of sadness. He was in a good mood, so he didn''t mind being sentimental.


    "Brother Bao, I heard you''re going to jianxie hospital?" the day doctor asked after meeting.


    "Hey," said Trinket seriously, pretending to be mysterious. "It hasn''t been announced yet. Don''t spread it."


    "Awesome!" the day shift doctor thumbed up and half true praised, "you''re going to make a lot of money. Brother Bao, if you have a chance, remember to tell me."


    "There''s nothing to do, but it''s not to cure the sick and save the people," said Wei Dabao with a smile. "Are you busy during the day? Stay in the observation room for a few drops?"


    If you were in the provincial capital, there would be more shift handover contents. Even if you don''t let the outpatient drip now, there should be more than a dozen or dozens of patients in the observation room every day who are not enough for hospitalization indications, but dare not put them home at will.


    But bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital is different. When it is busy, there will be 2-3 patients here. It is normal that there is no shift handover.


    "No one," said the day shift doctor, "today''s class is good, brother Bao, come on."


    "Yes!" Trinket made a fist in his right hand to cheer himself up.


    There is no patient. This is the most ideal class for every doctor on duty in the emergency department.


    It is ideal because it is difficult to appear. This is only a state existing in imagination, otherwise it would not be called ideal.


    "By the way, a pregnant woman went for an examination," said the day doctor, "from the school infirmary."


    "Yo, go with me!" Trinket smiled. "What''s up?"


    Wei Dabao just asked casually. If something happened, he couldn''t come to bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Although it is closer to colleges and universities, the medical level is just like that.


    "The blood pressure is a little high and the leg is a little swollen." the day doctor said, "nothing else. By the way, the right upper abdomen is a little uncomfortable. I asked my family to accompany me to do B-ultrasound. Just come back and have a look and send me away."


    "Oh!" Wei Dabao changed his clothes and sent the day doctor away.


    It was late October and it was getting dark earlier and earlier. Trinket touched the heater and complained to the nurse, "why isn''t the heater hot yet."


    "You think you''re at home," said the nurse on duty. "It''s going to take a few more days."


    Duty is duty. Don''t catch a cold. That''s what Wei Dabao cares about. If you go to the special ward of jianxie Hospital... At the thought of here, Wei Dabao''s heart rises with excitement.


    The ordinary ward can''t hold itself. The place to go is the special ward!


    Wei Dabao knows what patients Wu received.


    To work in the special ward, you don''t need a salary from the sword association hospital. Just a big red envelope is enough.


    The more he thinks about it, the more happy he is. Section chief Wu is really slow. It''s been a few days. Why hasn''t he moved yet.


    Hold "diagnostics" and look through it. The words on it are so familiar that you can almost recite them backwards.


    Wei Dabao also knows that the so-called back to back is bullshit, and there is no need at all.


    "Doctor, the B-ultrasound said it was all right. Look at the eye report." a man under the age of 30 came back with a wheelchair and handed the report sheet to Wei Dabao in his right hand.


    Glancing at it, Wei Dabao said, "well, considering it''s neuropathic pain, the liver and gallbladder are all right. Is the pain severe? Has it hurt for a few days? Is there nausea and vomiting?"


    The soul asks three questions. Wei Dabao has long been used to it.


    "No nausea, no vomiting. It just started to hurt today. I''m just worried that the pain will get worse. After tossing around, I feel much better." the pregnant woman said.


    Looking at the B-ultrasound report, Wei Dabao seemed to see something wrong in the corner of his eye. He turned his head in doubt.


    He knows what''s wrong with him. Wei Dabao has long developed the "gentleman" style of trying not to look at women.


    But for doctors, this is a big defect. After seeing the pregnant woman, Wei Dabao was stunned.


    The pregnant woman sat in a wheelchair with her hands on the armrest of the wheelchair. It was swollen like a small steamed bread.


    Trinket immediately thought of what the day doctor told him - high blood pressure.


    Is it pregnancy induced hypertension?


    Gestational hypertension is a unique disease during pregnancy, including gestational hypertension, preeclampsia, eclampsia, chronic hypertension with preeclampsia and chronic hypertension. The incidence rate is 9.4% in China and 7% to 12% abroad.


    This disease seriously affects the health of mothers and infants and is one of the main causes of morbidity and death of pregnant women and perinatal children.


    A boring passage from diagnostics appeared in Weber''s mind.


    Although it hasn''t reached the level of back-to-back, there''s no problem with back-to-back. But now he didn''t have time to be proud. He looked at the pregnant woman''s "white fat" hand and asked, "what''s your blood pressure?"


    "Doctor, we''ll go back if we''re all right."


    Wei Dabao and the patient''s family said with one voice.


    The two looked at each other, and Wei Dabao asked, "how much blood pressure did you have when you came?"


    "I forgot."


    "..." Wei Dabao was speechless. He didn''t dare to look at the pregnant women more. He got up and called the nurse to measure his blood pressure.


    "Doctor, I''m just afraid of cholecystitis and appendicitis." the patient''s family said, "do a B-ultrasound. We''ll go back if we''re okay."


    "Look at the blood pressure first," said trinket. "What''s the swelling of your hands?"


    "That''s fat." the man said with a smile, "my wife can eat especially after she is pregnant. She likes sour and spicy. It''s not time yet. I''ll have a birth inspection in a few days to see if it''s a dragon and Phoenix fetus."


    Trinket frowned and put his hand on the back of the pregnant woman''s hand.


    A small "pit" appeared on the back of the hand and did not recover for a long time.


    "It''s edema, not fat," said trinket. "Take off your shoes. Your feet are big recently."


    Pregnant women wear cotton padded shoes, the kind of old-fashioned blue cloth. This kind of thing is rare in the provincial capital. In the morning market of bajingzi, several old people sell handmade cotton shoes.


    With one look, Wei Dabao guessed the truth.


    Pregnant women have edema of both lower limbs, and their feet are the heaviest. The shoes you wear before pregnancy can''t go in. You can only wear large cotton shoes.


    Hypertension, edema and proteinuria occurred after 20 weeks of pregnancy.


    Mild cases may be asymptomatic or mild dizziness, slightly elevated blood pressure, accompanied by edema or mild proteinuria; In severe cases, headache, dizziness, nausea, vomiting, persistent right upper abdominal pain, etc., blood pressure increases significantly, proteinuria increases, edema is obvious, and even coma and convulsion.


    A description of pregnancy induced hypertension appeared in Weber''s mind.


    That''s what the book describes.


    In the past, Wei Dabao has never received similar patients, so there is no experience to talk about. We can only judge according to the description in diagnostics.