661 Cardioplegia (1/2)
To the Emergency Department, myocardial infarction and cerebral infarction were serious matters. If anyone went to the Emergency Department in a hospital, certain noticeable places would often have words such as [If you have chest pains, treat it] or [Chest Pain Center] pasted over it.
Chest pains might not mean myocardial infarction, but from the perspective of the Emergency Department, any patient with chest pain could be a high-risk patient, and they should not miss out on treating them.
They should also absolutely not have doctors from other hospitals point out that they missed treating these patients.
The doctor who was giving consultation to other patients turned around and stared at the middle-aged patient for a while before he walked forward. Regardless of the situation, he should ask first.
The nurse beside him was still young, so she explained in a rather childish manner. ”He just injured his hands. Previously, he did his dressing at our hospital, and now, he is here to change the dressing. Since there are many people today, I let him wait.”
A few doctors and the senior nurse in the room did not say anything. The disease that the patient had was real, and it would not pass just because of a simple explanation. In this situation, it would naturally be the best if it was not a heart attack, and they would just need to scold… this overly good-looking doctor from another hospital for being a busybody. However, if the patient was diagnosed with a heart attack, what they said now would make them get scolded later.
A few doctors in the Emergency Department walked closer, and this made the patient who sat on the long bench feel puzzled, and he wanted to stand up using the chair armrest as his support…
”You can just take your seat.” The attending physician from the Emergency Department at Donghuang Regional Hospital, Jin Xiongteng quickly walked forward and stopped the patient.
As he walked closer, he managed to see the problem. This patient's head was full of tiny droplets of sweat. It did not quite make sense to say that it was due to the pain in his hand.
”Which part hurts?” Jin Xiongteng asked directly.
”There is something wrong here.” The patient pointed at the region at the center of his chest.
It was basically a definite diagnosis. Jin Xiongteng used his hands to touch the patient's clothes. Then, he realized that the patient was covered in sweat.
”Go and get nitroglycerin. Push the gurney over and get his electrocardiogram. Faster. Young Liu, go and make a call to inform the Department of Interventional Services.” Jin Xiongteng started to sweat too. He lowered his voice and made his orders. Then, he immediately turned around and asked the patient, ”Have you received any surgery recently?”
The patient pointed at his hand, and he said slowly with difficulty, ”I injured my hand…”
”And?” Jin Xiongteng fought for time and asked.
The middle-aged man who was sweating shook his head a little. ”No.”
”Do you have hypertension?”
”No.”
”Recently, did you lie on the bed for a long period of time? Try to think, did you have flu or fever?” As Jin Xiongteng spoke, he ordered the nurse to measure the blood pressure on both arms. The entire process was tense and… chaotic.
Since Ling Ran was very familiar with Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center, the standard of Donghuang Regional Hospital Emergency Department appeared rather average to him. The experiences of their doctors and nurses were obviously not comparable to those in Yun Hua Hospital.
The main difference was that most of the manpower in the Emergency Department was shifted over for just a patient with chest pain. Anyone who looked over would see at least three nurses collecting things in the room while pushing the gurney, whereas two other nurses were measuring the patient's blood pressure on both arms. Another nurse wanted to help but failed to do anything. Only two doctors came over because there were only a total of three doctors on duty in their Emergency Department.
At this time, if there was another patient suffering from chest pain, the patient might be neglected. It was not on purpose, but the medical staff that was busy would obviously pay less attention and focus on handling that patient.
However, if there was only this patient with chest pain, it would not be any problem for the people including Jin Xiongteng to handle him, though they would just be using up a little more manpower than necessary.
Yet even if they followed the standard operating procedures, it did not mean that the patient's condition would progress accordingly.
Ling Ran observed for a while. Then he saw that Jin Xiongteng confirmed that the patient did not suffer from aortic rupture. He turned around and said to the young doctor who smiled like a Pekingese, ”Get me a white coat.”
The young doctor hesitated and said, ”Um... didn't Doctor Jin take over?”
”Get me one first.” Ling Ran did not say much. He had stayed for too long at the Emergency Department, so he knew the importance of equipping himself. When a doctor wore a white coat, he would have an easier time dealing with things instead of having people doubt him all the time.
The young doctor slowly got a white coat and passed it to Ling Ran, ”I don't know if it fits you.”
”Alright, thanks.” Ling Ran took it and put it on.
The white coat did indeed not quite fit him, but he was still very handsome after putting it on.
The patient's family members and the young nurses had been staring at Ling Ran since the beginning, and they felt like they had just watched a fashion show. They kept staring at Ling Ran without even blinking their eyes.