Zhao Zhaowei¡¯s face turned red like a tomato: ¡°I¡¯m sorry, teacher.¡±
"If you can't do it, you can't do it. How can you show off? This is medicine, which is the worst place to show off. There is nothing wrong with admitting that you can't do it. If you try to do it, you will make a big mistake!" Dr. Lin severely criticized the student in private.
"Yes, teacher." Zhao Zhaowei lowered his head.
¡°You¡¯ve seen the electrocardiogram, what do you think?¡± Dr. Lin asked.
Zhao Zhaowei felt unprecedented pressure. Wow, clinical teachers are different. After criticizing you, unlike when you were criticized by the teacher when you were studying in class, the teacher will take care of your emotions and give you time to calm down and reflect. The clinical teacher will directly ask you the next question.
This is what clinical medicine is like. You may have been criticized in the past, but you must continue to save people the next second. Clinicians never have time to comfort themselves, especially in emergencies when patients are waiting to be rescued and there is no time to relax.
This is medicine in reality, which requires doctors to keep a clear mind at all times.
"Yes -" Zhao Zhaowei tried hard to adjust his emotions, "The heart rhythm seems to be irregular."
"like?"
You said it seems that you need to provide evidence. Medicine only pays attention to scientific evidence.
Zhao Zhaowei felt like crying in his heart. He has only been in clinical practice for two days, and this is his third day.
At this moment, he felt how the monitor felt when he was pulled into the operating room on the first day and then had blood shot on his face. It can only be said that because of the female top student in their class, many teachers, including Dr. Lin in front of them, all estimated that the level of the classmates in their class was about the same as Xie Wanying's.
He didn¡¯t understand how to present evidence to the teacher and how to answer Dr. Lin¡¯s requirements. Speaking of which, he was really idle in the neurosurgery department for the past two days. After all, everyone knows that he is just a trainee, so let him just take a look at it for now.
It seems that after Dr. Lin experienced Xie Wanying¡¯s fluent answers, he thought that he should be able to answer the questions as he had been taught in their class.
"Teacher, I don't know how." This time Zhao Zhaowei didn't dare to show off.
"You don't know how? Then you said that the patient seems to have an irregular heartbeat?" Dr. Lin didn't know whether to cry or laugh at his answer, because now is the time for teachers and students to discuss, and students can express their own ideas. He doesn't know. Talk about showing off.
How could Zhao Zhaowei, who had only been in the clinic for a few days, understand these things? Unlike Xie Wanying, he was born again.
"Tell me, you said that the patient seemed to have an irregular heartbeat and always saw something before you said that, right?" In essence, Dr. Lin is a good teacher and senior, and he patiently continues to guide students to answer. Even though the student in front of him seemed to have some problems with his level and was much worse than Xie Wanying, he was in the same class as Xie Wanying, so it was beyond his expectation.
After the teacher made a few remarks, Zhao Zhaowei thought about it and said: "The ECG curve is irregular. There is something wrong with the waveform interval."
"Do you know what a complete electrocardiogram pattern looks like?" Dr. Lin asked next.
Zhao Zhaowei was nervous and confused again, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Xie Wanying.
Xie Wanying winked at him.
Seeing the two of them flirting with each other, Dr. Lin was speechless. This time he said to Xie Wanying, "Do you also like to help others cheat?"
"No, she didn't." Zhao Zhaowei hurriedly denied, no matter how hard he could drag his classmates into trouble, he said, "I remember, there are p waves, pr intervals, qrs wave groups, st segments, t waves, and qt intervals. Period, u wave." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com