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Chapter 66 Where did the rest of the patients come from?

Chapter 66 Where did the rest of the patients come from?

After tossing around for so long at night, it was past twelve o'clock when I returned to the doctor's office.

Brother He is writing the rescue record with a vicissitudes on his face.

Zhang Tianyang was concerned about the ending of bed 33, and asked, "How is your side?"

"Rescue."

Brother He has been working intensively all day, and at this time he is a little distracted.

"After pressing the button for half an hour, the heart started beating again. The vital signs are fine now, but the person has not woken up yet."

"By the way, the old man you got, just came over from the second line and turned up."

Zhang Tianyang responded, and then clicked on the home page of the doctor workstation, the patient list.

Sure enough, the 8-bed old man is no longer in [-]-bed.

The upper floor is dedicated to liver tumors, and the upper floor is for critically ill patients. Like the 8-bed old man, the esophageal and gastric fundus veins are ruptured and hemorrhage, so they must be placed on it to watch carefully.

"Let the doctor in charge of his bed worry about the specifics. You will write down the rescue records later."

Brother He casually confessed, and continued typing on the keyboard.

Five minutes later, Brother He, who finished writing the rescue record, suddenly came back to his senses.

"By the way, your 8-bed old man has a ruptured esophageal and gastric fundus vein?"

"Well, yes, when the gastroscope was inserted, it was already full of blood."

Zhang Tianyang didn't look back, and he answered casually, Senior Brother He couldn't help being amazed.

"Are the gastroscopy doctors in our hospital so awesome now? Can they even handle ruptured bleeding?"

Brother He pinched his chin and thought, "I remember that before, either there was no chance of saving it, or a three-chamber two-capsule tube was put in for psychological comfort."

"Cough cough!"

Zhang Tianyang's face was a little red.

He was still a little shy to praise him so awesome in front of Leng Buding.

Brother He finally finished writing the medical records, stretched his body with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help sighing.

"Oh, but this kind of patient is too much, talk to his bed doctor and professor tomorrow, and transfer to another hospital as soon as he wakes up.

By the way, do we have another patient as well, which bed is it?"

Said that Cao Cao arrived, the door of the doctor's office was pushed open a crack, Zhang Tianyang saw the 59-bed uncle hiding behind the door and peeping in.

"Master, what's the matter? Is there any discomfort?"

After giving Brother He a wink, Zhang Tianyang walked over and opened the door.

Outside the door, the old man on bed 59 was a little hesitant, he didn't dare to look at Zhang Tianyang, and lowered his head.

"Come in and sit."

Zhang Tianyang didn't dare to let the old man stand. In the middle of the night, two accidents had already happened, and he didn't want to add another one.

The old man on bed 59 followed Zhang Tianyang into the doctor's office, sat down obediently, and involuntarily grabbed the corners of his clothes with his hands.

Brother He watched secretly from the side, looking a little funny.

This old man has always had the attitude of "I am the number one in the world" during rounds before, especially when he was advised not to drink, his face was so stinky and stinky, when did he look so obedient?

Zhang Tianyang guessed one thing, nine out of ten the old man was frightened by the old man who was bleeding profusely today.

Sure enough, the old man on bed 59 hesitated for a long time before speaking, "Doctor, my old man, how is he?"

The old man on bed 59 was worried all night, and waited shiveringly with the granddaughter of the old man on bed 8 for a long time.

The two relied on each other, and then guessed in the wrong direction for each other, hugged each other and cried several times, until the nurse pulled them away in shock.

Zhang Tianyang looked serious, and first warned, "You have liver cirrhosis, you can't drink anymore, did you hear that?"

"Yeah, I must stop drinking!"

Completely different from the impatient attitude before, the old man in bed 59 made a solemn promise, and he almost stretched out his hand to swear to the sky.

"With liver cirrhosis like yours, the esophageal and gastric fundus veins will be varicose due to poor blood return, but if you encounter a little situation, such as a sudden increase in blood pressure, a sudden impact, etc., it will rupture and cause massive bleeding. "

"The old man is now in the intensive care unit. I don't know if he will get better."

Zhang Tianyang did not comfort him.

On the one hand, the old man did lose a lot of blood, whether he can recover is another matter. On the other hand, scaring the old man may not be a bad thing.

"This, that's it"

The old man on bed 59 would be stunned, and under Zhang Tianyang's care, he walked back to his bed slowly.

"Listen to the doctor's advice carefully, don't take it seriously, go to bed, it's past twelve o'clock."

The old man obediently went to bed and lay down, staring blankly at the white coat in front of him, with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Zhang Tianyang looked back a few times, he could indeed see clearly with the light in the corridor, but he couldn't understand.

On Monday morning, the shift lasted about half an hour.

Except for the two rescues at night, Zhang Tianyang and the others didn't rest after one o'clock.

It's really because the two-bed rescue at night really affected the hearts of other patients.

Everyone may not have felt uncomfortable at first, but after being woken up by the sound of flat cars passing by in the middle of the night, many patients became flustered.

Then they thought, the doctor is rescuing the most deserving person, and they are just scared, so bear with it.

This tolerance, the more I endured, the more uncomfortable I felt.

So when everyone heard vaguely after 12:30 in the middle of the night that the patients in both beds had been rescued, they couldn't bear it anymore.

"Doctor, I don't feel well here."

"Doctor, doctor, see if something has happened to me."

"Doctor, doctor, take a look at my old man, he said he was uncomfortable"

When other patients began to scream and feel uncomfortable, those patients who did not feel uncomfortable at first began to "feel uncomfortable".

So from one o'clock in the middle of the night to seven o'clock in the morning, Zhang Tianyang and Senior Brother He didn't stop.

But most of the time is not dealing with, but comforting.

Even the nurses who were on the night shift didn't take a break. They all had dark circles under their eyes, looking at their white coats with intent to kill.

"At 22:30 last night, Bed 8 suddenly went into shock, and gastroscopy showed that the esophageal and gastric fundus veins were ruptured and bleeding.

At 22:30, bed 33 suffered respiratory and cardiac arrest”

“2床3床5床18床27床68床”

The nurse who was in charge of reading the shift list was so thirsty that she finally got to the last line, "The rest of the patients"

She just wanted to say, "The rest of the patients are in stable condition under the care of the doctor on duty, and there are no special shifts", but she glanced at the shift list

Rounding off, basically every bed has called the doctor on duty, so where are the "other patients"?

The little nurse with dark circles under her eyes froze for three seconds, and then ended abruptly, "The nurse's shift is over."

 la la la!It’s over today~ Isn’t it very early~ Are you happy?

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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