In Chang Jiawei's mind, maybe he is the same as a surgeon no matter which department he goes to. You think that such a free-wheeling person can achieve great results under the name of a playboy. When he really wants to concentrate, one can imagine what he will do.
What a horrific result...
"When the patient arrives at the hospital tonight, he can do a CT first." Fu Xinheng suggested. It is said that the patient has not had a CT scan due to local medical restrictions.
"I informed Dr. Guo that the patient has received the order for examination." Chang Jiawei did not object to his opinion.
The patient's current situation requires spine CT and lung CT.
Holding chopsticks, Chang Jiawei did not forget to tell classmate Xie who was eating opposite him: "Yingying, please eat slowly, you are full. We are not in a hurry to go back. It is just right to go back after eating, and we can rush to the emergency department."
Report it out."
The seniors had arranged all the time, and Xie Wanying obeyed the arrangement. I thought that I needed to go back to see classmate Geng first, but the teacher said so and had to give up.
You can't eat hot tofu if you are anxious. What doctors need more when dealing with cases is not to be anxious but to be calm. Being anxious will lead to bad things.
After finishing the hot pot, it was around eight o'clock. Several people set off for the hospital. When the two teachers went to park the car, Xie Wanying ran to the Orthopedics Department 3 excitedly.
Walking into the ward, I saw a cool young figure standing at the door of a ward in the corridor. Xie Wanying shouted: "Monitor."
There was something going on in the class, and the monitor had to be there. When he turned around and found that it was her who had arrived, Yue Wentong's eyes flashed with surprise, and he wondered who would tip her off. When she came closer, he asked: "The counselor informed you that you are here.
"?" It stands to reason that he and the counselor did not inform other students, so all the students except him should not know.
The monitor didn't know what she was doing tonight. Xie Wanying thought about it and didn't say that she and her seniors were going to dinner. She just said: "I received a call from the counselor saying that she was back. - Where is Teacher Ren?"
Ren Chongda sat with Dr. Guo on duty in the doctor's office to help students understand the patient's condition.
Before Teacher Chang and the others came up to discuss the case, Xie Wanying decided to visit classmate Geng and his brother first.
Classmate Geng's younger brother is called Geng Yonghui, and he lives in a double room ward. This was specially arranged by Chang Jiawei. Yue Wentong took her to the ward and gently opened the door.
There are two beds inside, and the quilt next to the door is folded neatly. The patients in bed 15 have gone home on leave.
There was a basin of water on the bedside table of bed 16. Geng Yongzhe stood beside it, opened a hot water bottle, poured some hot water into the basin and mixed it, then twisted the towel and prepared to wash his brother's face.
Seeing this, Yue Wentong walked a few steps over, helped him pick up the empty hot water bottle, and then went outside to fill it with hot water.
"Thank you." Geng Yongzhe turned around and thanked the monitor repeatedly.
Yue Wentong was not polite to him and pointed out: "Yingying is here. If you have anything to say to her, just say it."
Following the monitor's guidance, I saw classmate Xie standing at the end of the hospital bed. For a moment, Geng Yongzhe's face flashed with confusion, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to have a thousand words that he didn't know where to start.
Xie Wanying and others first observed the patient's condition.
The boy lying on the hospital bed is fifteen or sixteen years old. He is covered with thick white hospital cotton and has a thin face. The unhealthy bluish white complexion is slightly red. The nose and lips are similar to classmate Geng. The overall impression is that of classmate Geng.
The young and tender versions are undoubtedly brothers.
