"Wu... Miss Wu Mian? Why are you in bajingzi?" Han Quinn asked stiffly.


    "Oh, I treated an emergency patient. The doctor on duty was... Washed. I helped him for a while. I happened to meet a patient with abdominal pain. After physical examination, I didn''t think it was appendicitis." Wu Mian said with a smile.


    The sound is clear and pleasant to hear.


    "What do you think is the disease?" Han Quinn whispered.


    "Without auxiliary examination, I don''t know. I''ll see it after CT." Wu Mian said, "director Han, I have another patient who hasn''t seen it. If you don''t have anything else, I''ll hang up first."


    "OK, OK, you are busy."


    "By the way, director Han, why don''t you talk to the patient''s family and hurry up to do the examination? I guess he thinks I''m an intern." Wu Mian said, "first take the blood and then do CT. I''ll reply to you after watching the film. Are you optimistic?"


    "No, Miss Wu, you are busy."


    Hang up and Han Quinn''s face changes.


    "Director Han, who is this? You''re so polite."


    Several people on the table were full of paste and couldn''t understand what had happened.


    Han Quinn, that''s a famous surgeon in Linzhou. If he wasn''t close to the provincial capital, he might be more famous.


    Other cities and departments have invited experts, but the general surgery department of Linzhou people''s Hospital rarely invited experts.


    Why? It''s because Han Quinn''s technical level is high. But today''s meal was quite special. I invited the professor of magic capital to have an operation tomorrow. My family was very sorry. Only then did I make a fuss to invite him to dinner and express my apology.


    He was always the only one who scolded others. People had never seen Han Quinn so careful.


    "Miss Wu," Han Quinn said absently.


    “？？？”


    When Han Quinn said the name, his expression changed slightly, and the others were stunned.


    "I''ve heard of the new jianxie hospital in the new development area."


    "I know, I often see luxury cars on that side," one said.


    "Since the establishment of jianxie hospital, there have been more charter flights in our airport."


    "Look at your inexperience. It''s not a charter plane, it''s a private plane."


    Han Quinn nodded with a dignified expression. Although he spoke politely, he was somewhat unconvinced when he thought about it carefully.


    "They all came for him," said Han Quinn. "Well, let''s say that he was responsible for compiling the latest edition of diagnostics."


    "I''ll go. After that, aren''t all medical students his disciples?"


    "How old is this man? I heard that the doctor in charge of the knife came back from the United States. He is not old."


    "In ancient times, there were this division and that division. The invigilator of the examination room could be related. If he wrote diagnostics, young doctors in the world could really be his students."


    Han Quinn suddenly stood up, "you eat, I''ll go to bajingzi."


    "Lao Han, why are you going?"


    "Let me see the patient," Han Quinn said with a serious expression.


    "Don''t go." the first person to speak grabbed Han Quinn. "Don''t be impulsive. There are more people doing random examinations, just you!"


    "Yes, Lao Han, what does it matter to you if you sit down for dinner?" another person said. "Recently, more and more people have been driven crazy by the parents. You say that teachers ask parents to teach and correct their homework. What do you want teachers to do? It''s not all like this. You can manage it?"


    "..." Han Quinn was speechless.


    Although he knows that there must be other statements about the parent group, he is not in this line after all, and the specific details are not very clear. But for appendicitis to do CT, he and the patient''s family explained so, but Han Quinn''s heart did not recognize it.


    Wu Mian was offended. Han Quinn was oppressed. He wanted to see if the patient had appendicitis.


    If so, whatever he is, Miss Wu!


    Having made up his mind, Han Quinn calmly shook off his hand and hurried out of the hotel.


    Too lazy to call a valet, he took a taxi and went straight to bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital. On the way, he contacted the patient''s lover, made an appointment with the meeting place, and asked him not to pay for CT first.


    Han Quinn was unconvinced, very unconvinced.


    But what Wu Mian said is reasonable. What if he is not convinced?


    It is wrong to listen to non-medical people subjectively and arbitrarily without seeing patients. No one can say "no".


    But Han Quinn is oppressed. He estimates that Wu Mian is not a bad habit formed at home, but brought back from abroad. Really, is this universal?


    I''ve heard before that domestic doctors, especially those with medical insurance, have to have a physical examination before leaving. As for whether the doctor gives it or not, it depends on the doctor''s mood at that time, or whether there happens to be a doctor friend.


    But in any case, Han Quinn didn''t hate himself. Holding a breath, he rushed to bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital.


    When I got off the bus, I saw the patient''s family standing outside waiting for me.


    "Director Han, director Han, why did you come in person?" the man was overjoyed and received the door.


    Han Quinn''s impression of him was very vague. He had forgotten which wine bureau it was and who brought it.


    "Xiao Liu, where''s your lover?" Han Quinn remembered that when he called just now, he said his surname was Liu, so he asked directly, "let me have a look first."


    "Inside." the patient''s lover walked in with Han Quinn.


    Bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital is not big, and they have no other place to go. They can only wait in the outpatient hall. In particular, knowing that Han Quinn was coming, the men had long been arrogant and showed off with the little nurses in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital and the families of patients who came to see a doctor.


    Han Quinn was a little relieved to see the patient. He had some bad guesses in his heart, but when he saw that the patient himself was ruddy and looked full, it didn''t look like an emergency. All his worries disappeared.


    "I''m Han Quinn, you sit down and say," Han Quinn first introduced himself, and then asked, "what''s wrong with you? How long have you been?"


    "Here." the patient pointed to his right paraumbilical position, "a day or two, didn''t pay attention to the specific time."


    "Has been a position of pain?"


    "Well, it''s always a point," the patient said.


    "Do you have nausea, vomiting and diarrhea?"


    "No. It''s just intermittent pain. Sometimes the whole stomach is uncomfortable," the patient said.


    Han Quinn glanced around and said, "take off your coat and I''ll press it."


    There is no consulting room in the hall, and the conditions are good. Han Quinn can only make do with it. Across the sweater, Han Quinn suddenly pressed on the place where the patient said it hurt.


    "Yes, yes, that''s it!" the patient said. "It hurts more when you press it."


    "Does it hurt here?" Han Quinn habitually pressed the patient''s stomach, only the lower right side of the navel hurt, and there was no feeling in the middle and upper abdomen and pelvic cavity.


    Although it is not the most typical Michaelis point, acute appendicitis can be diagnosed only by the patient''s self-reported past history. If Han Quinn visits, he believes that as long as blood test, B-ultrasound to check the right accessory diseases, at most one hCG is enough.


    As for CT... Hey! Han Quinn was a little angry.