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After a long time, several people also came out of the shock, calmed down the excitement in their hearts, made a decision in their hearts, and had a good impression of Xiao Yang's senses.
"Congratulations, student Xiao Yang, your written test results are somewhat unexpected and shocking. I have to admit that you have very high medical literacy."
"However, this does not mean that your assessment is over. In the future, you will have to go to the clinic for assessment."
"Medicine is different from other disciplines. There is no tolerance for mistakes. In addition to theoretical knowledge, it also pays attention to one's own hands-on ability. If you don't have qualified hands-on ability to see a doctor, you can't become a qualified doctor."
"Wrong titles on the test paper can be corrected, but you are not allowed to make any mistakes when you see a doctor, because it is very likely that because of one of your actions, one decision, or your misdiagnosis, the patient will fall into endless pain. No one can bear the responsibility for this mistake that resulted in the loss of life.”
"That's why we will be very strict in your medical assessment. I hope you can be mentally prepared."
After the words fell, Xiao Yang nodded.
Others are a little impatient.
It has to be said that Xiao Yang's problem-solving speed and correct rate really shocked them.
But the next clinical consultation is the most important thing.
In addition to knowledge, you also need some experience. Many medical students have failed in this test.
Therefore, this practical assessment is also the most important thing, even more difficult than the written test.
Xiao Yang got ready, a doctor came over and explained.
It turned out that the patient had already finished his preparations, and he lived in the Chinese Medicine Department here, ready to receive a consultation at any time.
Everyone followed Xiao Yang to the ward.
A middle-aged man sat on the hospital bed with some anxiety.
He looked like an out-and-out migrant worker, with dimples on his face and slightly wrinkled brows, as if he was a little dissatisfied with this.
Of course, this is also normal.
He was a little uncomfortable at first, and it is normal for a patient to be in a bad mood when he is sick, but the key is to see a doctor by himself, but he was dragged to this place, and even said that he would be examined by an intern doctor.
If it weren't for the hospital's promise not to charge him any fees, he wouldn't want to come here!
The atmosphere was a little dull.
Seeing so many people, the patient was obviously a little flustered: "I just came to see a doctor with a stomachache, why are there so many people here!"
His face was full of surprise, seeing these reporters and several white-bearded old men who accompanied him, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"It's okay, you don't have to worry about them."
Xiao Yang has always had a good temper, and he didn't have any airs, so he sat directly next to the other party.
"Uncle, what is your name and what is your occupation?"
Seeing that Xiao Yang was so polite, the other party restrained his temper immediately, after all he was also treating him.
"My name is Li Qiang, and I work in construction!"
Xiao Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, let me do some checks on you, you don't look very good, do you have any discomfort at ordinary times?" ?”
"I feel uncomfortable all over. It should be because I am too tired. My waist is sore and my legs hurt. Sometimes I feel flustered and short of breath. Although I am very tired, sometimes I have insomnia. Now I feel very uncomfortable in my stomach and a little dizzy."
Xiao Yang said thoughtfully: "Then let me feel your pulse first!"
Xiao Yang did not pick up the stethoscope prepared at the side, but planned to use the traditional method of medical treatment in Chinese medicine to feel the pulse.
Aside, several old men with white beards looked at each other.
Why is this pulse feeling so unreliable when it comes from Xiao Yang's mouth!
Of course, it's not that the pulse is unreliable, but that few young people know how to use this method. Even if it is accurate, it is not as accurate as an instrument.
It's just old men like them who are used to using modern instruments. After all, the error rate is very high based on feeling alone.
At this time, Xiao Yang checked his pulse, checked his tongue coating, and pressed a little on each acupuncture point.
This kind of inspection also took seven or eight minutes, and the people next to him couldn't wait.
Xiao Yang also finally smiled and said: "I probably know the patient's situation well."
"Yeah?"
Cai You on the side smiled and said: "Your consultation time is very short, and you basically didn't use any equipment."
"Through discussion, we will open a small stove for you!"
"This patient suffers from a total of four symptoms of the disease, as long as you find three, you will pass the test!"
The rest of the people also nodded.
Four kinds of symptoms, if you can detect three kinds of symptoms just by pressing the pulse, it is considered to be somewhat capable. It is not a big problem to get a doctor's qualification certificate. After all, most hospitals now have to pass various blood tests, X-rays, etc. wait…
But when Cai You's voice fell, Xiao Yang was surprised and said: "Aren't there five, why are there only four?"
As soon as the voice fell, several experts were stunned.
"Five kinds?"
"That's right!"
"Let me take a look?" Cai You pushed his reading glasses, and hurriedly came up~www.mtlnovel.com~ This patient has been checked, and there are actually four symptoms in total.
As expected of an old doctor of Chinese medicine, I have basically asked these questions clearly.
For a long time, he shook his head full of doubts.
Through Cai You's consultation, the experts next to him basically had a general idea.
Like Cai You, they also obtained information about four types of disease symptoms from these information, so where did the fifth type that Xiao Yang mentioned come from?
Can you still see a little more about the patient's illness?
And Li Qiang stood up abruptly.
"What do you mean by your hospital? Why do you see more and more patients?"
"I won't read it, hurry up and prescribe me medicine, I'm going back!"
He was very angry. When he first saw a doctor, he said that he had two illnesses.
Then the bad old man saw it and said that he had four kinds of diseases.
Now this young intern is even more exaggerated, directly saying that he has five diseases!
How can this be seen more and more?
Isn't this money extortion?
I'm sure I'm not sick, at most I just have a stomachache, I'll just go back and take some stomachache medicine.
Xiao Yang quickly pressed Li Qiang down: "Uncle, don't worry."
Cai You thought for a while, looked at Xiao Yang and said, "Well, just tell me, what kind of diseases does he have?"
Xiao Yang pondered for a while: "Diabetes, myocardial infarction..."
Xiao Yang opened his mouth slowly, and several people nodded slightly from the side.
These four kinds of diseases can be regarded as the right number!
"What about the fifth one?"
"Infertility."
The voice fell, and the audience froze for a moment.
"Infertility..."
"Sterile..."
"I'm afraid you read it wrong!"