Chapter 437： Carrot flavor (1/2)

? Wei Jiayou carefully asked Lao Hu's medical history until the latter could not hold on and fell asleep.

The little attendant in the intensive care unit listened next to it, some understood it, and some didn't understand it well. Just take a note and go back and make a record.

When I met Academician Di in the morning, the young attendant was still a little bit dull. After being ”woke up”, his attitude changed 180 degrees instead.

For him, a doctor of this level of Wei Jiayou can only be encountered by chance. Even if he does not understand what he is saying, after two or three years, it may become his secret secret.

In fact, the senior doctors in many county and county hospitals rely on the common sense of senior doctors in senior hospitals. And some of this common sense is accumulated by them doing too many endemic or epidemic diseases, and some of them are participating in various academic conferences, or participating in various collective diagnosis and treatment activities, and learning (teaching) back.

As for Wei Jiayou ’s PhD from Johns Hopkins University, they have booked senior doctor positions since the day they graduated, whether in China or the United States.

In fact, like the small attendants of the intensive care unit, which are placed in elite medicine countries, that is, countries with high incomes of doctors, they are far from being qualified to practice medicine independently.

Of course, doctors below the senior level in domestic tertiary hospitals have basically no independence, and their income is as low as that of American residents.

”Go and see that one again.” Wei Jiayou was talking about the patient who had seen CPR in the morning.

The little governor understood the mind, and quickly led the way, saying: ”Here ...”

Wei Jiayou looked at the other patients on both sides and walked lightly.

”The diameter of the pupils has shrunk.” Wei Jiayou took a picture and looked at the electrocardiogram in the dynamic monitoring. It was definitely far worse than normal people. Compared with the critically ill patients, he could barely say that it was normal.

”Used mannitol?” Wei Jiayou asked.

”Yes, there is a mixture of furosemide and potassium and magnesium.” Xiaozhu looked at Wei Jiayou and said, ”The director arranged it.”

”Well ...” Wei Jiayou groaned, operated the pad, and wrote a few lines.

The young attendant stood behind in a guilty conscience.

For doctors at his level, medical records are intolerable.

The daily medical record of a young attendant is like a summer homework written by a mid-level student. At first glance, it looks like it is full. If you check it carefully, it must be completely wrong.

Because of this, whenever a death occurs in a hospital, the most important thing doctors need to do is to modify their medical records.

Can an outsider like Wei Jiayou see a problem in the medical record ... I believe it can be seen.

”Go and see other patients in Ling Ran.” Wei Jiayou didn't ask a question, which made people relieved.

”Little six.”

The sound of ICU opening the door came with Yu Yuan's shout.

”Doctor Yu, here.” The attendant quickly beckoned, and standing alone beside Wei Jiayou was too guilty.

Yu Yuan came up, looked at Wei Jiayou suspiciously, and asked, ”Why are you looking at our patients again?”

”I want to do some further research.” Wei Jiayou smiled.

Yu Yuan swaggered: ”Our patient, do you do further research?”

Wei Jiayou chuckled, but he didn't feel the need to explain.

Yu Yuan snorted softly, and really could not help others.

Patients are independent individuals, and it makes no sense that only the attending doctor can do relevant clinical research.

In fact, research such as public health, genetic diseases, epidemics, and endemic diseases does not care about the attending doctor. Although the surgical clinic is more particular, it is not a golden rule.