Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

Song Nuan was taken aback, and understood what he meant. Of course, she understood that everyone would get tired of bedside care, but she still tried to persuade: "Not necessarily, it will definitely be relieved by using a ventilator. We are going to put her on a ventilator now." In the intensive care unit, the director is in contact, do you want to discuss it first?"

"The child is rushing over." Just such a sentence, neither saving nor giving up.

"Take it away!" The patient on the bed was breathing smoothly, his consciousness was gradually clearing up, he couldn't stand the pressure of the airbag, and was struggling. Song Nuan took another look at his family members before running in to see the patient.

Ding Xiaona pressed for 10 minutes, her arm was sore, Song Nuan went up to replace her, and tried to press the airbag as slowly as possible to relieve the patient's discomfort.

The anesthesiologist and the patient's natal family arrived together. Director Qi came in and saw that the blood oxygen had reached 90%. He called Song Nuan to stop pinching the airbag. Song Nuan removed the airbag and mask, and removed the head of the bed for the convenience of the anesthesiologist. .

Doctor Zhou from the anesthesiology department took the laryngoscope and endotracheal tube, and examined the patient again. The patient was extremely uncooperative, "No, this is still breathing spontaneously, and he is conscious, so he can't do it." Bar."

After removing the airbag mask for a while, the blood oxygen level dropped to 60%, so Song Nuan had no choice but to put the mask back on.Director Qi sent Director Zhou away, and asked the family members for their opinions. This time, they were very cooperative. The family members asked to do their best to rescue the patient, and the patient's husband also agreed.Song Nuan sighed in her heart, human nature.

"The intensive care unit has been contacted. Now push the bed. Xiao Song, you pinch the airbag all the way and call three nurses. The family members come to push the bed. Go and press the elevator first." Director Qi began to arrange tasks, "Take a finger Pulse oxygen came, and the ECG monitoring was withdrawn."

About 2 minutes later, a large group of medical staff pushed the hospital bed into the elevator. Song Nuan was squeezed into a corner, and kept pressing the airbag on his side. The more urgent.After finally getting off the elevator and running all the way, it was even more inconvenient for Song Nuan to squeeze the airbag, so she shouted: "Director, I'm going to bed."

Director Qi nodded, Song Nuan struggled to climb onto the hospital bed, knelt on the bed and pressed the airbag mechanically.

Sure enough, there was no vacant bed in the intensive care unit. Several people found an empty space and pushed the bed in. The doctor in the intensive care unit immediately took over and pushed the borrowed ventilator to get on it. Song Nuan reluctantly jumped off the bed and was close to collapse. After a while, I got my breath evenly, and my two arms were trembling and I couldn't lift them up at all.

Director Qi discussed with the director of the intensive care unit, and explained the condition to the family members. After half an hour of rescue, the patient finally stabilized. Song Nuan asked the director: "Director, I'll go back and write the rescue records first, and send the medical records over later."

"Well, call me if you have anything to do." The hospital was holding a middle-level meeting. Director Qi temporarily asked for leave with the dean, and now he has to rush back.

Song Nuan's hands were still shaking until she finished writing the case. She seriously doubted whether she could drive the car home.

"My hands for playing the piano!" Song Nuan posted on Moments after get off work.

Before they reached the parking lot, someone sent a WeChat message, roughly "What are you up to? Are you there? Can you see where this is?" All blind date men.

There is a blind date category in Song Nuan's mobile phone, which is full of people related to blind dates. Since it was introduced by an acquaintance, out of politeness, even if it is not suitable for Song Nuan, she will not delete WeChat immediately.But these men, all of them said that they could not be friends in everything, but they all regarded her as a spare tire, and harassed her every now and then when they were bored. Song Nuan never responded to avoid suspicion.They spotted when Song Nuan posted on Moments, and immediately sent greetings on WeChat, so that Song Nuan seldom posts to Moments now.Song Nuan sat in the car and deleted all those who sent WeChat. She really couldn't bear it anymore. Straight men only care about expressing their feelings, and no one cares about their own hands?Too hypocritical, too powerful, too purposeful.

After crossing the bridge, the road was not so congested. Song Nuan didn't drive very fast. She glanced at the riverside scenery from time to time, and let her thoughts go blank. When the phone rang, she didn't have time to think. Regretted, she actually tried not to answer the phone while driving.

"Hello, who is it?"

"Hello Doctor Song, I'm Li Chan." A mature female voice came from over there.

Song Nuan stepped on the brake immediately, and slowly parked the car on the side of the road, "Wait a moment, I will park the car."

After the car was parked, Song Nuan's heart was still beating non-stop, and she could hardly hold the steering wheel. She turned off the Bluetooth, and put the phone to her ear, "Hello, Teacher Li, I have long looked forward to it."

Li Chan smiled, "That's too polite, just call me Sister Chan. If you take the liberty to call, I'm sorry to bother you."

Song Nuan tried to adjust her tone to be more natural, "It's okay, please tell me if you have something to say."

"I won't go around in circles. Mr. Zhu Yilong was photographed last month when Gu Cheng was having dinner with you. There may be reports in these two days. I want to say hello to you first." Li Chan cut to the chase and went straight to the point .

Song Nuan's hands trembled even more, fear and panic flashed in her heart, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I caused you trouble, I, can I do something?" The situation with Zhu Yilong is terrible. He is not standing still enough. If this kind of thing is exaggerated and marketed by someone with a heart, it may ruin his career. She is in a mess and doesn't know what she can do, or ask for leave first Hide at home for two days.

"Doctor Song, don't worry, Mr. Zhu Yilong can handle it. I'm a recipient, um, I'm afraid that if you see false reports, it will disturb your work, so let me say hello in advance. If there are bad comments on the Internet , don't take it to heart, our side is working, and nothing will happen." Li Chan's professional answer is also convincing.

Song Nuan felt relieved, "That's good, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." She was indeed too careless, she only thought that Gu Cheng was a small town, and there were few people in the hot pot restaurant, but she forgot that Zhu Yilong was so handsome that someone would secretly Poke a photo.She didn't know how to express her apology, so she could only apologize stupidly.

Li Chan was not iron-blooded at all, but instead comforted Song Nuan, "By the way, Doctor Song, Mr. Zhu Yilong asked me to ask you, what is the name of the self-preparation in your hospital?"

Song Nuan hadn't recovered from the fright, her mind was as confused as porridge, and she couldn't react for a while, "Our hospital has dozens of self-made preparations. Oh, I see, is it for back pain? It's the No. [-] prescription for back pain. , I don’t have an official name. If necessary, I can buy it and send it over.” Could it be Zhu Yilong’s back injury happened again? Song Nuan held back and didn’t continue to ask.

"Thank you, don't bother, I'll ask someone to buy it." Li Chan politely refused.

Song Nuan was not disappointed, no matter how she looked at it, she really didn't want to have too much involvement with Zhu Yilong, "Well, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, Song Nuan sat alone in the car for a long time, watching the sunset, and the water under the bridge was full of golden waves, rolling towards her and falling back again.In fact, the ripples in her heart had long since ceased, and she started on the road again when her hands stopped shaking.

Li Chan hung up the phone, glanced at Zhu Yilong who was reading seriously on the sofa, and sighed softly.

Zhu Yilong blinked his eyes quickly, and asked casually, "What's the matter, Sister Chan?"

Li Chan said slowly, "This is the first time I've heard someone call me Mr. Li, and it feels a bit strange."

Zhu Yilong put down the book, looked at Sister Chan, Li Chan picked up the bag and said, "It's time to call it a day, don't you have to rush back to the hospital?"

Zhu Yilong smiled docilely, and called out "Sister Chan?"

"Oh." Li Chan seemed to remember something, "I've inquired about the medicine you mentioned, and I'll ask someone to bring it to you later, pay attention to rest, don't get too tired."

Zhu Yilong got up to open the door for Li Chan, and finally couldn't help but ask, "How is Dr. Song, is she angry?"

Li Chan held back her smile and closed the door, "Why don't you call yourself."

"I dare not." Zhu Yilong replied truthfully.

"Doctor Song is not angry. She is very kind and blames herself. She keeps apologizing to me." Li Chan looked at Zhu Yilong meaningfully. "She asked if she could help you, as if she hadn't thought about her situation."

"Oh." Zhu Yilong agreed, his face became a little tangled, "It's my fault."

Li Chan knocked on the table: "You also know, sir, didn't I tell you many times to wear a hat and mask when going out? Look at the photo, it's so clear."

"There won't be a next time." Zhu Yilong promised, "You see, I've taken care of everything, and besides, I'm going out to eat in a dignified manner." He saw Li Chan's eyes sharpen, and he immediately put it away and stopped talking.

"This is not what you should say." Li Chan seemed to want to say something more, but finally just sighed, opened the door and left.

Zhu Yilong is a mature man, she doesn't need to say a lot.

Song Nuan waited tremblingly for two days, but didn't see any gossip about Mr. Zhu Yilong, and finally let go of her heart, and continued her life of writing medical records and blind dates.

No matter how broad-minded she is, Song Nuan can't help complaining about this fairy hospital. She has been working for six years, working hard, working hard, working night shifts twice a week, not resting during holidays, making a lot of progress, and writing six or seven core papers. , I still haven't hired an attending doctor, it's only a few tenths away.She went to the provincial capital for a meeting two days ago, and went to the junior sister's house for dinner, but the junior sister was still complaining: "I am a senior attending doctor and I can't manage an intern." As a senior resident doctor, Song Nuan felt speechless.

After sorting out the medical records on the night shift, Song Nuan decided to take a 10-minute vacation for herself. She found a piece of A4 paper and started drawing stick figures. This is a common hobby of her and Ruoxi. I opened three folders and hundreds of works. The children now are indeed happier than when they were young. They were all secretly drawn in textbooks and homework.

"Are you the doctor in charge of the bed?" Someone rushed over from outside the door.

"I'm the doctor on duty, what bed are you in?" Song Nuan was confused, not knowing where the other party's anger came from.

"I want to ask why the 17-bed patient is still not recovering. We have been living in the hospital for more than half a month, why are we still dizzy?"