1020 Nauseous (1/2)

A laryngeal mirror was a small mirror with a long handle, and it looked kind of like a longer and larger ear digger. The doctor would pull the patient's tongue and shove the laryngeal mirror into the patient's throat, and they were able to get plenty of information by doing so.

Laryngeal mirrors also came in various shapes and sizes, and some of them were thicker than the others. It was not a very comfortable examination method, but it did not take long.

Ren Qi took a laryngeal mirror pack from the nurse. He did not open it immediately. Instead, he rested his hand on the packaging and tried very hard to recall everything he had learned about laryngeal mirrors.

He did not use to work in the Emergency Department, which was why he was not familiar with emergency surgeries. As an experienced attending physician in the General Surgery Department, he spent most of his time digging people's shit and rarely had the chance to shove laryngeal mirrors down patient's throats.

Everything Ren Qi knew about laryngeal mirrors was what he had learned back when he was a houseman and medical intern.

He was probably more skilled at it back when he was a houseman.

Aside from this, back when he was a medical intern, he had learned how to use the laryngeal mirror in the Otolaryngology Department. This was because when he was doing his internship in the Emergency Department, the doctors there always transferred patients who needed laryngoscopy to other departments.

Ren Qi was torn. He looked at Doctor Zhou and asked, ”Why don't we send the patient to the Otolaryngology Department?”

Doctor Zhou said languidly, ”I'm telling you to do it, so just do it.”

As Huo Congjun wanted their Emergency Department to be involved in many fields of medicine, they had invaded the territories of departments like the General Surgery Department and the Orthopedics Department. Would it not be a joke for them to send a patient with a bone stuck in his throat to the Otolaryngology Department?

”Alright.” Ren Qi was a little annoyed, but he had no say in this matter.

To be fair, he was also an experienced attending physician. Back when he was working in a county hospital, he always ordered housemen and medical interns around too. Hence, he could even kind of tell what was on Doctor Zhou's mind.

But what could he do about it? As a doctor who was doing his in-service training in Yun Hua Hospital illegally, he had no choice but to be obedient.

”Please come over and sit in front of me.” Ren Qi sighed and asked the patient to lean forward. He pointed the spotlight at the patient's oral cavity and hesitantly grabbed the laryngeal mirror.

”Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” Ren Qi grabbed a sterile gauze. He then held the patient's tongue and gently pulled it out.

The patient groaned a few times, but he showed no objection. Ren Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

Doctor Zhou crossed his arms and urged Ren Qi. ”It's time to insert the laryngeal mirror.”

”Alright!” Ren Qi tried his best to recall all the steps. He took a size 16 laryngeal mirror and hesitantly inserted it into the patient's oral cavity.

”Which corner of the mouth should you insert it from?” It only took one look for Doctor Zhou to know that Ren Qi had forgotten everything about laryngoscopy. Hence, he gave Ren Qi a reminder.

After Ren Qi heard this, he immediately remembered what he should be doing. He turned the mirror and inserted it into the patient's throat from the left corner of the mouth.

”Answer my question.” Doctor Zhou never bothered to be polite with his subordinates.

”From the left corner,” Ren Qi quickly answered.

Doctor Zhou hummed in acknowledgement.

The patient's family member who had been standing beside them was now certain that Doctor Zhou was the boss. He went forward again and said to his son who was receiving laryngoscopy, ”See, unlike doctors in the United States, doctors in China always solve our problems quickly and efficiently. Remember the time we were in the United States? We encountered this American Chinese doctor who made you do an X-ray and a CT scan even though you merely had a fish bone stuck in your throat. We spent a lot of money, and in the end, the problem wasn't solved at all!”

Even though the patient's family member looked like he was speaking to his son, he actually wanted the doctors to hear it.

He was doing so with hidden intentions, but this did make the doctors rather happy.

Ren Qi felt a little pressured for some reason. This was a time when he should make his country proud.

He became even more focused, and he carefully examined the patient's root of tongue, epiglottis and epiglottic vallecula of the patient using the laryngeal mirror.