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2945 Postoperative dysuria

When he arrived at a slightly remote place, Xie Yiren found a place to stop the car.

“It’s right here.”

Zheng Ren took a look and found a cafe upstairs. I thought Xie Yiren's classmates should be waiting here. As for what happened, he didn't care much. After all, the anorectal department is a small department, and there is no trouble in diagnosing and treating diseases.

In 912, the anorectum may be able to carry the gastrointestinal caring and compete for the treatment of rectal cancer. But in private hospitals, especially specialized anorectal hospitals, who is willing to undergo rectal cancer surgery? Is external hemorrhoids difficult to do, or does internal hemorrhoids make less money?

So he was very relaxed, and this time he was just helping Yiren solve a problem. Zheng Ren guessed in his heart that the biggest possibility was that the technical level of the anorectal specialty hospital was too poor and even ordinary surgery could not be done well. What kind of serious disease could an anorectal department have?

Walking upstairs with light steps, the cafe is not big, with only three tables of guests. There was a slightly haggard girl looking out the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Reizi, I'm here." Yiren walked closer and greeted, "This is my boyfriend, Dr. Zheng; this is Dr. Su from our medical team."

"Hello." The girl stood up, bowed slightly and stretched out her hand.

She was a little dazed, feeling that the two people in front of her looked familiar, but they hadn't had a good rest these days, and couldn't remember who they were. One was a little more honest, the other... so energetic!

"Sit down, don't be polite. I heard from Yiren that you are in some trouble, what's going on?" Zheng Ren asked.

Yiren sat directly next to Lingzi, while Zheng Ren and Su Yun sat on the other side of the table.

Zheng Ren asked straight to the point, not wanting to exchange greetings at all.

"Doctor Zheng, that's it." Lingzi said with some worries, "I accepted a 34-year-old female patient 6 days ago. She was diagnosed with external hemorrhoids. After admission, the surgery was performed 5 days ago. The surgery went smoothly and there was nothing special. But I was unable to urinate after the operation..."

Zheng Ren listened quietly. The external hemorrhoid surgery and the nerve area of ​​the bladder were separated by 108,000 miles away, so it should not be surgical damage.

"Start the consultation of our hospital director, the diagnosis is..." Speaking of this, Reiko hesitated for a moment, "diagnosis is closure."

"Oh, syringa is a Chinese medicine saying, and nothing wrong. I remember there is a medicine called syringa, which is often used in clinical practice." Zheng Ren said calmly.

Lingzi seemed a little surprised. Generally speaking, Western medicine is very disdainful of traditional Chinese medicine. In addition, at least half of traditional Chinese medicine are liars who are full of trains, so they have a bad reputation in recent years. However, Dr. Zheng seems to have no prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine. After hearing the diagnosis, he did not look at him with contempt.

"How did this diagnosis come about?" Su Yun asked with a frown.

"Our dean said that he was fond of eating spicy wine and heat, fatty and sweet and thick taste; evil heat hurts turbidity, blood stasis, sand and stone block the waterway, physical weakness and long-term illness, kidney yin is damaged, and urinary transmission is weak; mental tension, anorectal diseases cause qi to be stagnant, leading to unfavorable bladder qi transformation and causing retention."

"Hey." Su Yun didn't say anything, but just sneered.

"It didn't improve after taking the decoction."

"Is your dean a family of traditional Chinese medicine?" Su Yun suddenly asked, "or is he a graduate of the School of Traditional Chinese Medicine?"

"Uh, I don't know this."

"Just open an anorectal hospital and do a good job of surgery. What kind of Chinese medicine is used to do?" Su Yun said.

"You can't say that. Traditional Chinese medicine doctors started hemorrhoid surgery a long time ago." Zheng Ren said. Then he caught Su Yun's eye and immediately blocked him back. "Zhang Juzheng, based on the symptoms, he should have hemorrhoids. They said they took the medicine given by Qi Jiguang, so let's not talk about this. Later, Xu Jie's... asked the attending doctor. This person went to the surgery for Zhang Juzheng, but the effect was not good, and he died after the operation."

"You're unofficial history."

"I think the credibility is still very high," Zheng Ren said. "Traditional Chinese medicine has performed surgery very early, but at that time the doctors used it to kill people. Zhengde was strong and strong. After falling into the water and drinking, he suddenly vomited blood during the military parade in Tianjin. Cough cough, it's far away. Anyway, Jiajing killed two groups of imperial doctors, and would rather take pills than find a doctor."

"Ha, boss, I didn't expect you to like this." Su Yun laughed, "I thought you were willing to stand on the operating table for surgery. Your unofficial history sounds very gossipy."

"Uh, I'm going to say it far, I mean traditional Chinese medicine, surgery, hemorrhoids, which have been around for a long time, and there is no conflict. In fact, if it weren't for Zhang Juzheng's interests, hemorrhoid surgery would be fine. Think about it, who is Zhang Juzheng? If it's unreliable, he can make someone use a knife on himself?"

"That's right." Su Yun nodded in a rare way.

"Xu Jie was scheming and had to die in the next year."

"If you say that Zhang Juzheng is not dead, can Xu Jie also breathe that tone? It's a pity for both master and apprentice."

"After that's it, don't talk about these useless things. If you have a better attitude towards traditional Chinese medicine, you have to go through double-blind even if you can't say it well..."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Yun despised, "What are the best Chinese medicines for clinical use?"

"Although Danhong has been made into an auxiliary medication and has had a lot of trouble in the past few years, I think the effect is good. Neurology is used to unblock blood vessels, so we won't talk about this. Interventional surgery for first-stage femoral head necrosis surgery, and Danhong is still effective."

Zheng Ren smiled slightly, looked at Su Yun and said, "And you have always used Xue Bijing in severe cases. I have never done any tests and don't know the effect, but the effect of using Xue Bijing in Haicheng is still good."

"It's better to have a thymus method." Su Yun habitually began to change the topic.

"Sorry, Lingzi." Zheng Ren did not follow Su Yun's thoughts. He smiled slightly and apologized to the girl opposite him, "You continue talking."

"Uh...Doctor Zheng, don't be polite." Lingzi was a little restrained when she heard the word "Your". The doctors of 912 were all superior doctors, and they actually used respectful titles. Although it was more likely that they were polite words like those of the Old Emperor Capital, she was also a little unaccustomed.

"I still couldn't urinate after one day. I was afraid that something would happen, so I got the catheter. Yesterday, the catheter was removed, but the patient still couldn't urinate." Lingzi said, "The eyes looked at me at home, which scared me so much that I didn't dare to sleep at night, for fear that they would break in and beat me up in the middle of the night. Recently, several doctors were injured, which made me scared."
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