The indirect laryngoscopy is a small mirror with a long handle, which is a bit similar to an enlarged and extended version of an ear-digging spoon. The doctor pulls the patient's tongue and stuffs it into the patient's throat, and can see a lot of information.

At the same time, laryngoscopes are available in a variety of styles, which can be thick or thin, which is a relatively uncomfortable examination method, but will not last very long.

Ren Qi took the indirect laryngoscope suit from the nurse. He did not open it immediately, but pressed the lid with his hand and began to recall all the knowledge of indirect laryngoscope in his mind.

He didn't do emergency surgery before. If you want to talk about emergency surgery, senior general surgery doctors often treat shit and have too few opportunities to poke the throat. It's not like orthopedics.

Ren Qi's memory of indirect laryngoscope is still in the stage of regular training for doctors and interns.

In terms of technique, it may not be as good as the time for regular medical training.

Furthermore, when he was studying, his laryngoscopy was done in the ventral department, and the doctors in the emergency department would definitely be able to recommend it if they could...

Ren Qi looked at Dr. Zhou in embarrassment and said, "Why send the ENT department for examination."

Dr. Zhou said lazily: "If you ask you to do it, you will do it."

In the direction of Huo Congjun's emergency department, departments like general education and orthopedics will be occupied, and even thorns in the throat will be sent to the ENT department, which is ridiculous.

"Yes." Ren Qi was a little frustrated and had no choice.

If you want to say it, he is also a senior attending person. Ren Qi has also been able to handle the following regular training and interns in Qiuxian Hospital. Ren Qi can even guess Dr. Zhou’s ideas.

But so what? He is now a doctor... To be precise, Ren Qi, who is a doctor who is a doctor in Yun Medical, can only be obedient and obedient.

"Please sit here and go opposite me." Ren Qi sighed, letting the patient lean forward, facing the light, and then hesitantly went to get the laryngoscope.

"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." Ren Qi took the sterile gauze again, grabbed the patient's tongue, and pulled it out lightly.

The patient hummed twice, but did not resist, which made Ren Qi feel relieved.

His skills... He can't talk about his skills in doing laryngoscopy. If the patient's cooperation is higher, he will feel much more comfortable.

Dr. Zhou hugged his chest with his hands and urged: "You're putting your laryngoscope."

"Yes!" Ren Qi was still desperately recalling the steps, choosing a 16-year-old laryngoscope, hesitatingly poking the patient's mouth.

"Where is the verbal verbal?" When Dr. Zhou saw it, he knew that the concept in Ren Qi's mind had already flown, so he reminded him.

There was a sentence that Ren Qi quickly recalled, and when the mirror turned around, he stuffed it into the corner of his mouth.

"Speak." Dr. Zhou didn't need to be too polite to his subordinate doctors.

"Enter from the left corner." Ren Qi responded quickly.

Dr. Zhou then said "happy".

The family members of the patient who had been guarding him now confirmed that Dr. Zhou was the boss, so they stepped forward again and said to his son who was poking the throat glasses, "Look, the doctors in China are the doctors who really solve the problem. For example, Americans, the last time I went there, we didn't meet one of them, but we Chinese fellow villagers, who had a fishbone stuck in their throats, had X-rays and CT shots, and they spent a lot of money, but what happened? It was useless!"

His words were said to his son, but actually to the doctors.

I have some social behavior, but I was really happy to hear it from the previous doctors.

Ren Qi felt the pressure inexplicably. This was the time to win glory for the country.

He became more focused and his eyes carefully glanced at the root of the tongue, epiglottis, epiglottis stream in the laryngoscopy...

The patient's father glanced at Ren Qi's serious look and praised him even more happily: "I want to say that the American medical system is over. American doctors are now rushing to avoid responsibility when doing things. They don't even think about whether they can show you a good idea, they are just afraid of taking responsibility and suing him. Also, they just want to make money, so the examination is full of them as soon as they open, and the price is ridiculously expensive. Last time I felt a pain in the lumbar spine, I took one... MRI, which was 10,000 US dollars. Fortunately, I had insurance!"

"If you have insurance, you won't be afraid. That's better than us." Someone next to him listened to the international xx talk and immediately came over.

The patient's father smiled: "Insurance is also bought with money. The whole family's insurance is more than 10,000 US dollars a year. There are also projects that do not apply for insurance. The key is that they don't give you good looks. Just fish bones, shrimp thorns stuck in the throat, and they go to the operating room at any time."

"What the hell is shrimp thorn?"

"The thorn on the shrimp head is also called the shrimp gun." The patient's father explained seriously.

The patient who came over next to him was shocked: "There is anyone stuck with that one?"

"Why didn't it? Those who eat fish accidentally get stuck in fish bones, and those who eat shrimp accidentally get stuck in shrimp bones."

"The question is, who eats the head when eating shrimp? That thing is not delicious and has heavy metals that exceed the standard. Isn't it stupid?"

The patient's father turned around and looked at Dr. Zhou, trembling his lips, and said, "Doctor, there should be patients with fish bones and shrimp thorns in your emergency room often?"

"Well, it's quite common for fish bones to get stuck in the throat." Dr. Zhou smiled.

"Where is the shrimp thorn?"

Dr. Zhou's expression stopped for a moment, revealing a look of memories. After a long time, he said, "Occasionally, there are chicken bones."

People around them laughed softly.

The emergency room is not all seriously ill, especially in the disposal room, patients and family members who were hit by their heads with stones, rubbed their skin with their hands, and those who were drunk with wine could laugh out loud.

Ren Qi couldn't laugh.

He swept the soft palate, palatal tonsils, tongue root, epiglottis... and never found the legendary shrimp thorn.

"Will it be washed away?" Ren Qi guessed.

However, not finding a foreign object does not mean that the foreign object does not exist.

Ren Qi turned around and looked at Dr. Zhou for help, but the latter was just cold.

"Doctor Zhou?" Ren Qi had to speak out for help.

"If you can't find it, just take a video and determine the location." Dr. Zhou paused and said, "You go and contact the image and sign the patient and his family."

"Yes." Ren Qi had no choice but to get up, put the laryngoscopy device back, and said to the patient: "Sorry, if you still feel foreign body in your throat, let's go and take a video."

"Okay, go." The patient looked at his father proudly with a vivid expression.

The patient's father was unhappy: "This... doctor, our Chinese doctors, why do we have to make movies!"

"Of course, if you can't find it, you can only make a movie."

"Hey, you... this..." The patient's father was dull and his expression was disappointed.

Ren Qi breathed a sigh of relief and politely greeted the patient who felt vomiting: "How do you feel? I just had a laryngoscope and it is normal for my throat to feel uncomfortable, so don't worry..."
Chapter completed!