The boy lying on the flat car seems to have a little convex eyes, but this alone doesn''t mean anything. What happened to people''s natural big eyes?! Section chief Duan subconsciously thought of it.

    As for thyroid gland... Section chief Duan''s eyes were almost cracked, and he could barely see a little swelling. Can this diagnose hyperthyroidism? You''re kidding.

    Young people are young people. They don''t have any steady strength at all. Section chief Duan said in his heart.

    "Prepare micro pump and pump in after the results are reported..."

    In the middle of Wu Mian''s words, the nurse said shyly, "well... There is no micro pump in our hospital."

    "..." Wu Mian helped the forehead. Since he went to the hospital for internship and internship in college until he came back from the United States, potassium has always been pumped by micro pump. He doesn''t have to think about how much it should be pumped. He can say it with his mouth open. It has been integrated into his bones and become an instinct.

    But this is bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital. There is no micro pump. If it is given by peripheral vein, it is quite difficult to calculate.

    The stimulation of potassium chloride to peripheral blood vessels, the equivalent milliliters of a drop of liquid, the model of infusion set, the concentration of potassium supplement, the patient''s physical condition and so on should be taken into account.

    "It''s all right," said Wu Mian. "Wait a minute."

    "And then?"

    "I''ll teach you how to do it." Wu Mian said, turning to look at Wei Dabao. "Dr. Wei Dabao."

    "Well, I am," replied Trinket absentmindedly.

    "Tell your family, arrange an ECG for the child, and then come..." Wu Mian glanced at section chief Duan.

    "Xiao Wu, do you want a quiet place?" section chief Duan asked.

    Although Wu Mian wore sunglasses and couldn''t see in his eyes, section chief Duan accurately touched what he meant to see himself.

    Wu Mian nodded.

    "Duty room."

    "OK."

    Section chief Duan is a little nervous. Is this a threat to kill? Xiao Wu is still young. How can he know that the intrigues of grass-roots hospitals are no less than those of higher-level hospitals, and even more complex to some extent.

    The key is that big cities are basically playing tricks and wearing small shoes. If they annoy anyone in grass-roots hospitals, they really dare to beat people.

    Without saying anything else, why did he pretend not to see Wei Dabao?

    There''s a reason.

    Wu Mian wants to take out the posture of the chief of the medical department and scold Wei Dabao... Xiao Wu doesn''t care if he doesn''t turn over. Just don''t bother himself.

    Section chief Duan led Wu Mian to the duty room and saw Dr. Wei Dabao arrange the patient to do ECG. He thought of the lightning flash, thought clearly about the interests, and whispered, "Xiao Wu, our grass-roots hospital..."

    "Section chief Duan, sit down." Wu Mian stood in the duty room and only looked at the mess of bedding. He was picked up to see that the patient had not had time to clean up. He stood by the window and said indifferently, "I don''t know until I look at my heart."

    The section chief frowned and thought to himself, do you still know that you have to look at the ECG to know? He was not as reckless as he judged.

    Just seeing Wu Mian didn''t want to say more, section chief Duan sighed and immediately began to introduce him to the emergency department.

    Unlike the large-scale third class hospitals, the emergency department of bajingzi traditional Chinese medicine hospital is not well equipped, not only there is no micro pump, but also the personnel are incomplete.

    For example, there are no surgeons in the emergency department, only physicians. If you encounter a trauma patient, call the surgeon on duty for treatment.

    Grass roots hospitals should be simplified according to the basic conditions. Everyone, including patients, knows it well.

    Soon, Dr. Weber came in with the just printed ECG. Wu Mian didn''t answer. He asked, "Dr. Wei, when and in which medical school did you graduate?"

    Hearing Wu Mian''s question, section chief Duan''s heart suddenly pulled up.

    This is the rhythm of fighting, simple and straightforward, without any concealment. Although I didn''t greet other people''s parents directly, from the doctor''s point of view, questioning the graduating school is equivalent to pointing at the nose and saying that I didn''t study well and didn''t do my job.

    "Bethune graduated," said trinket.

    "Huh?"

    Wu Mian made a sound through his nose. Although he was separated by sunglasses, Wei Dabao still had an "illusion". His eyes were as sharp as a knife and stabbed himself in the heart.

    He quickly explained, "20 years ago, correspondence class, undergraduate."

    After the explanation, Wei Dabao felt strange. How can this strange young man always make himself feel like he can''t lift his head? It''s like being scolded by master for being lazy.

    "Correspondence education is also a state recognized education!" then David Wei tried to refute it.

    "Well, it''s good to have a correspondence education." Wu Mian said, "can you read it?"

    “……”

    Hearing Wu Mian''s words, section chief Duan and Wei Dabao were stunned. This tone of voice is clearly that the chief director of the Department is talking to his doctors.

    He is a newcomer. How dare he speak like that!

    The key is that he didn''t even watch the ECG. He just pretended to be cool in sunglasses. How dare he say that?

    "What does it mean that the U wave increases by more than 1mm and merges with the T wave to form a bimodal T wave?" Wu Mian is like a teacher. His tone is not so severe, but it is so harsh in the ears of section chief Duan and David Wei.

    "We are doctors, not ordinary people. How can we believe this superstition after many years of liberation? Even if you believe it, the key is that you are a doctor. You don''t carry out scientific treatment, but drive away evil spirits for patients."

    "This is nothing. If you delay here, whether the family will investigate it or not, will you feel guilty when you think of it when you are old?"

    "If you have nothing to learn, you have no future."

    Wu Mian, who was silent just now, scolded one after another like an iceberg.

    "Xiao Wu, why don''t you take a look at your heart?" section chief Duan said on one side.

    "When Dr. Wei came in, I saw it. It was preliminarily considered that the abnormal ECG was caused by hypokalemia. The inducement of hypokalemia is highly suspected to be a complication of hyperthyroidism. The so-called ghost pressing bed is limb weakness caused by hyperthyroidism Hypokalemia Periodic Paralysis."

    "As for the differential diagnosis - such as acute multiple radiculopathy, polymyositis, and secondary hypokalemic paralysis caused by other reasons, I won''t say more."

    Section chief Duan was very unhappy. The arbitrariness, arbitrariness and domineering of the kind of young aspiring young people shown by Wu Mian should not be too strong.

    But he''s talking about his major, not his parents. No one can say anything.

    "Nothing, I''ll go back first." Wu Mian helped the sunglasses and said, "just came back, the jet lag didn''t turn over. I''m a little tired."

    With that, he went straight out of the duty room.

    "Wu... Well, how should the patient be treated?" asked Wei Dabao.

    "There is a micro pump. When hypokalemia occurs, dissolve 10% potassium chloride into normal saline and pump it intravenously at the rate of 10mmol hours. Pay close attention to monitoring blood potassium, otherwise hyperkalemia will die."

    "There is no micro pump in our hospital, so we use 1.5g potassium chloride to add it to 500ml sugar or saline intravenously. If the speed is less than 10mmol hours, give it 80 drops for minutes. Young people, don''t be afraid. Be careful not to roll needles because of pain and restlessness."

    After that, when the man walked out of the door, section chief Duan vaguely felt that he seemed to have an illusion. Wu Mian''s face seemed a little pale when he finally left.

    Only a few minutes after Wu Mian left did Wei Dabao ask, "Duan Ke, who was that just now?"

    Section chief Duan glanced at Wei Dabao. He was furious at the thought of his folk custom in white.

    "The son of Wu Xiangchang."

    "Which township chief of Wu?"

    "What else can it be?"

    "That?"

    "Well, that."