I'm really an intern

Chapter 501 She seems to be twitching!

At the entrance of the operating room on the fifth floor, many people had already gathered.

Those with apprehensive faces, standing or squatting scattered around the corner of the stairs are the family members of the first operation patient in the morning.

They waited to sign a consent form for surgery.

Whenever someone passed directly among them, they would always raise their heads expectantly, and they would not lower their heads again until they watched those figures take the washclothes and disappear at the end of the corridor.

Those were not the anesthesiologists they were waiting for.

It is also easy to distinguish between surgeons and anesthesiologists.

Take the hand sanitizer, walk to the end of the corridor, and turn left or right to enter the locker room on the fifth floor to change. Most of them are surgeons.

The anesthesiologist did not run away as he walked directly up the small steep staircase to the fourth floor in casual clothes.

Because there are also two dressing rooms in the anesthesia office on the fourth floor.

And many doctors don't even know it.

Even the interns who rotate in the anesthesiology department often don't notice.

Zhang Tianyang looked around at the two different doctors, and suddenly remembered the chief director of the Department of Urology, who mysteriously brought him in.

So how did he know?

Thinking about what was there and what was missing, Zhang Tianyang quickly changed his clothes, and when more than half of the stools in the anesthesia office were occupied, he sat next to Pan Anesthesia smoothly.

Pan Anesthesia seemed to be in a good mood, Zhang Tianyang moved over and found that he was holding today's operation list in his hand.

After a cursory glance, Zhang Tianyang found that the operations scheduled today seemed to be removal of uterine fibroids and ovarian cysts.

These two diseases are benign diseases, not easy to deteriorate, and the operation is simple.

Most of the surgical methods are laparoscopy, and only one laparotomy is used. Because the uterine fibroids are too large, laparoscopy cannot remove the tumor.

At a glance, all of them are relatively simple second-level operations.

No wonder Pan Narcotics is so happy, who doesn't love it easily?
"Teacher Pan, your breakfast."

Zhang Tianyang's mood also improved, and he handed over a breakfast——

One-fifth of the breakfast prepared for him by the white meat shield.

This is extra after breaking up with the buddies in the dormitory.

"No, I've eaten... um... well, thank you!"

Anesthesia Pan experienced complicated mental activities in a few seconds, and finally reached out to take the breakfast.

"It's not that I squeezed the intern classmates, it's that the brat gave too much..."

Reassuring himself in this way, Pan Narcotic's mood quickly brightened up again.

"Today's surgery is a minor operation that will not cause problems, and there is delicious food early in the morning, it seems that today is a good day!
Happy!
So, today is bound to go well, right? "

……

"It's been going well recently, hasn't it?"

Also in the surgery building, the female professor of obstetrics and gynecology greeted the woman with a big belly.

"Why is there so much sweat on your forehead? Sit down quickly!"

"It's all right, Professor."

The woman with a big belly seemed to be very familiar with the female professor, with a smile on her face.

"Isn't it working hours? The security guards downstairs are blocking you from entering. It doesn't matter how you say it. I'm a little anxious.

But a doctor boy brought us in! "

"You are about to give birth, and the due date is approaching, so don't get excited!"

The female professor seemed a little worried, and insisted on directing the man next to the woman to help her sit down, and she was a little bit earnest.

"Look at you, this is almost forty, and it's only the first one, so it's a bit dangerous.

Coupled with your recent high blood pressure... How much blood pressure has it been in the past few days? "

The man next to the woman helped to speak, with a little worry on his face.

"About 150, around 90."

"Hey, it's okay, I feel fine."

The pregnant woman seemed a little indifferent, which made the female professor frown.

"You can't do this, stretch your legs and let me see... Hey, you still have edema!"

The female professor's thumb had already pressed on the pregnant woman's ankle, and when she lifted it up again, a small pit visible to the naked eye appeared, and it was slowly rebounding.

Then press the other side, it is the same small hole.

"Pregnancy-induced hypertension, edema of the lower extremities, plus protein in your urine, it's preeclampsia!

Why don't you just stay in the hospital?Our team happened to be discharged from the hospital today, so I asked them to save a bed for you? "

"Are you hospitalized now?"

The woman obviously hesitated, "Isn't there still more than two weeks before the due date? I'm hospitalized now, do I have to stay in the hospital for two weeks?"

As he spoke, the hesitation on his face became even worse, gradually turning into resistance.

"Hey, you, listen to the doctor, oh..."

The man next to the woman seemed a little hesitant and anxious, trying to persuade her, but he couldn't seem to persuade her.

"I really suggest that you stay in a hospital, it's safer to live in..."

The female professor tried a few more words of persuasion, but the woman's expression was still resisting, and she could only sigh.

"If you don't want to, then you can still live at home, but you have to pay more attention, as a husband, you should take care of me more recently...

Are you here for a check-up today?Why don't you go to the outpatient clinic first, and then show me the results after the completion? "

Confessing a few words hastily, the female professor got stuck and went back to the office to hand over her shift.

The woman stood up again with some difficulty under the support of her husband.

"Hey, the sweat on your forehead, why does it look like you have a lot of sweat?"

"Isn't it to make the security guard angry!"

The woman with her big belly crossed her hips and became a little angry again, her voice became louder, "I'm so angry, I'm dizzy!"

"Hey, you, don't be angry, alas..."

"Okay, okay, let's go to the outpatient clinic and do the examination quickly, or the results will come out and my old classmates will be off work..."

"Hey, hey, I'll help you..."

"No! I can walk by myself!"

Just as the man was obsequious and the woman put her hips on her hips and shouted loudly, the two got off the elevator and walked slowly towards the outpatient clinic.

……

"Are you ready to sew skin?"

In the operating room, Pan Anesthesia stood on tiptoe happily and looked towards the operating table.

"Ah."

The chief surgeon was an elder sister who looked like she was in menopause. At this time, she frowned, snorted casually, and squinted at the little doctor who sewed the skin.

The little doctor was probably nervous, even his fingers were trembling.

Trembling and trembling, walking on thin ice.

But still can't escape the fate of being scolded.

"What are you sewing on?"

The menopausal chief surgeon frowned so much that he flew into the sky, and his tone was sharp, "It's crooked, can't your hands be more stable?!"

The little doctor lowered his head, his body trembled and trembled with the scolding, and asked for instructions in a low voice, "Then, I'll tear it down, and then, sew it up again?"

"dismantle?"

The chief surgeon of menopause scolded even harder, "This is the patient's belly! It's not your clothes! You still sewed it up? Do you think it's a patch!"

Go ahead and sew the next layer! "

……

"Next!"

At the gynecology clinic, the doctor was calling the woman's name.

"Come in, you..."

The intern who was sitting with the female doctor habitually looked up, only to see that woman with a big belly was still standing at the door of the consulting room, her eyes were straight, her hands were stretched out beside her, and they were also very straight.

it's wired.

She instinctively asked the female doctor beside her.

"Senior sister, look at that patient, she seems to have a little convulsions?"

"Um?!"

The attending doctor quickly raised his head, and the moment he saw the woman, he felt his heart skip a beat, and quickly bounced from his position.

"Come on!"

(End of this chapter)