I'm really an intern

Chapter 493 Guess~(￣▽￣～)~
"A child?"

The wail that resounded through the entire operating room last time seemed to reappear in my ears, and Pan Anesthesia's whole body trembled, and he flashed directly to Zhang Tianyang's side.

"Well, male, 11 years old..."

A heart was put into the stomach by Pan Anesthesia, "11 years old is about to go to junior high school, not a boy anymore. You can communicate without panic."

But just as the words were spoken, Pan Narcotics suddenly paused, and then fixedly looked at Zhang Tianyang for a while,
"Eh...but it's not necessarily..."

With him here, what else is impossible?
"Old Pan, your next patient is here!"

The nurse under the stage roared at the door, and a wheelchair was pushed in.

It was indeed a little boy sitting in the wheelchair.

In terms of physical development, girls are generally earlier than boys.

The height of girls in the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school may sometimes be their lifetime height.

But the boys in the fifth and sixth grades of elementary school are really tiny.

The little boy sitting in the wheelchair has fair skin and some baby fat. He looks good, and he may be quite popular in school.

But at this moment, his small face was pale, his cheeks were visibly trembling, and cold sweat flowed down his hairline. He looked at the operating table in front of him with a full face of resistance.

"Yo, kid, are you so nervous?"

Anesthesia Pan smiled under the mask, trying to relieve the little patient's nervousness, but as he spoke, the little boy's face became more frightened, with his feet propped up on the floor, desperately trying to prevent the nurse behind the stage from He pushes forward.

"Don't be so scared, uncle will anesthetize you later, just sleep and you'll be fine~"

Pan Narcotic continued to work hard, but what he got was an even more terrified expression on the little boy's face.

"Hey, can't this work?"

The nurse behind the stage pushed the little boy forward, but the wheelchair did not move at all. She turned her head to look at the boy's stubborn feet, and chose to give up.

"I sent the patient in for you! You and the surgeon can figure it out!"

The nurses in the audience clapped their hands, turned around, and walked out of the operating room?
"Whoa!"

With no resistance behind him, the little boy used his feet hard to push his wheelchair and walked backwards until he hit the wall with a "boom".

"It's not cooperative, no way."

If the patient does not cooperate, it is impossible for the anesthesiologist to force it.

Pan Anesthesia had no choice but to grab a round stool, sat down with a snap, and just watched the little boy push his wheelchair to the corner farthest from the operating table.

It could be seen that he was really scared.

"Did you not do a good job in the preoperative talk?"

Zhang Tianyang also frowned, and clicked on the patient's information with the mouse, "Well, it's a general surgery patient with appendicitis who needs to be removed."

Looking at the medical history and chief complaint, this is a typical symptom of appendicitis, metastatic right lower quadrant pain, and McBurney's point tenderness and rebound tenderness are all positive, and there is no controversy.

Appendectomy is a minor operation. The key is that the patient doesn't cooperate. What's the matter?
In the operating room, there was a stalemate for a while, until the surgeon stepped into the operating room.

The awkward atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Ok?"

The surgeon looked at the empty operating table, then at the little boy hiding far away, frowned, and asked in a bad tone, "What's going on?!"

"That's it..."

The surgeon's air pressure was too low, and Pan Anesthesia was so frightened that he jumped up from the chair on the spot, trying to explain.

Unexpectedly, just after he said a few words, his arms sank, but Zhang Tianyang pulled him to sit down again.

"Ok?"

Pan anesthetized with a blank face.

"Shh!"

Zhang Tianyang put his fingers upright in the center of his lips, gesturing at Pan Anesthesia.

So Pan Narcotic shut his mouth obediently, and followed Zhang Tianyang's gaze.

However, the little boy who would rather die than submit to the operating table just now stood up at some point.

He squeezed his hands together, twisted uneasily, lowered his head, and dropped it to his chest.

It's not like a patient waiting for an operation, but rather like a person who has made a mistake and is waiting for punishment.

"what happened!"

The surgeon's face was gloomy, and he asked again.

Now even Pan's anesthesia could see clearly, the little boy trembled all over, suddenly raised his head and shouted, "I, I want to go to the bathroom!"

Immediately, he turned his attention to Pan Narcotics and Zhang Tianyang for help, "I want to go to the bathroom, I, I want to go to the toilet, I... I can't take it anymore!"

"I'll take him there."

Pan Narcotics hadn't figured out what was going on in front of him, but Zhang Tianyang beside him had already stood up and walked towards the little boy.

"I, I'm going to the toilet... I'm quick, I come whenever I go..."

The little boy quickly ran to Zhang Tianyang and hid half of his body behind him. When he looked at the surgeon, his eyes were a little evasive, and he even lowered his voice.

"Come on, I'll take you there."

Zhang Tianyang greeted the surgeon, intentionally or unintentionally stood between him and the little boy, and then took the little boy out.

"call--"

The moment he walked out of the operating room, the little boy breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back at the glass door behind him. There was still tension on his face, but it was still much worse than the fear just now.

"Actually, you don't want to go to the toilet, do you?"

Zhang Tianyang stopped suddenly, "Actually, you just want to escape from that small room, or rather, it's the doctor."

The little boy's footsteps obviously paused, he raised his head, tried to pull the corners of his mouth, and tried to smile.

"Why, how come... I really want to go to the bathroom..."

"Who is that doctor?"

Zhang Tianyang immediately asked another question, paused, and added, "Is that your father?"

Immediately after seeing the little boy's breathing stagnate for a moment, the expression on his face suddenly became tense, and the corners of his mouth pulled down, becoming extremely depressed.

He lowered his head and muffled a "huh".

"That's right."

Zhang Tianyang narrowed his eyes, and continued to probe, "Obviously your father performed the operation on you, why are you so afraid?"

The little boy lowered his head and kicked a ball with his feet. He was silent for a long time, and instead of answering the question, he mumbled an irrelevant sentence.

"Food and water should be fasted before the operation. I just drank water and had a meal before!

So, I can't do surgery.

Are you an anesthesiologist?You should know that it is wrong to perform surgery at this time, right?
so……"

"I see."

Zhang Tianyang looked at him fixedly, and suddenly smiled softly, "It turns out that your illness is fake."

"how do you know!"

The little boy suddenly raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

Zhang Tianyang just smiled happily, "Guess~"

(End of this chapter)