For benign tumors, no follow-up treatment is needed. Regular review is enough. Why should I be hospitalized again?
The family should be happy to hear this.
Yazhi's father was not very happy. He had just gotten acquainted with the doctors and nurses here. The most important thing was that his daughter liked it here very much. Every time she talked to her father, she always said: doctor uncle, doctor sister——
Six-year-old Xiao Yazhi can already clearly distinguish how many doctor uncles treat her, and she knows how to call them all.
"Is it okay to stay one more week?" Yazhi's father tried hard to fight for his daughter.
"Nothing's wrong, don't stay in the hospital." The doctor strictly refused.
Yazhi heard the conversation between her father and the doctor uncle, and stared at Uncle Tan's white coat pocket with bright eyes: She is about to be discharged from the hospital, where is the candy in uncle's pocket?
Upon receiving the child's gaze, Tan Kelin's single eyelids flickered.
After the operation, Xiao Yazhi was transferred to bed 7 and became neighbors with the old lady in bed 8. When the old lady heard that Xiao Yazhi was about to be discharged from the hospital, she felt that it would be her turn soon and gave her sons a wink.
The two sons caught the old mother's gaze and hurriedly walked out to avoid the doctor.
The doctor in question asked the patients' family members to stay in the ward today just to let the family members know about the discharge arrangements.
Let patients and their families know the discharge date in advance and prepare for the psychological transition. Xie Wanying and other rookie interns learned from it.
Medical staff also need to learn psychological adjustment when they are separated from patients and their families they are familiar with.
Li Qian thought to himself: If the aunt in bed 23 recovers and is discharged from the hospital, she will probably forget about him as an intern soon.
After getting off work in the evening, Xie Wanying changed her clothes and left the hospital quickly, walking outside to get ready to take a taxi.
This time period coincided with the peak period for taxis, and she was a little anxious because she couldn't find a taxi. Looking back, she saw that the bus was overcrowded, and it was impossible to take the bus because she was in a hurry.
At this time, a car left the traffic on the road and drove towards her.
"Thank you doctor."
The car window rolled down, revealing the face of a bookish man.
Xie Wanying turned her head when she heard the voice.
"Doctor Xie, do you still remember me? I am Qi Yunfeng. Lao Jin, an employee of our company, is hospitalized in your hospital with appendicitis."
Xie Wanying remembered what the other party said: "Hello, are you here to visit the patient?"
"No, I just happened to pass by. Someone took care of Lao Jin. He and I just talked on the phone." Qi Yunfeng noticed that she was taking a taxi and asked her, "Are you going out? Do you need a car?"
Xie Wanying was thinking about how to answer the other party's question.
"It's not easy to take a taxi at this time. Where are you going? We can take you there." After saying this, Qi Yunfeng noticed the hesitation on her face and took the initiative to get out of the car and explain, "Doctor Xie, I didn't mean to help.
You can see that you want to help people and the patients you want to help."
The man's words touched her heart. Xie Wanying thought about it and felt that it was a good thing that someone was willing to help others with her. She nodded and said: "I want to go to the 862 Factory employee dormitory to find a family member of a patient. Look at you."
Is the car convenient?”
"Convenient." Qi Yunfeng opened the car door for her.
Xie Wanying got into the car and looked at the time. It was late. She hoped everything would be in time.
Aunt Wang is an old employee of Factory 862. The patient's identity and home address are written in the medical record. Her husband has passed away and her only family member is her son.
