Sun Lien drove his new car carefully and listened at the door of the Zhanjun BBQ. The holidays of Ningyuan Medical College are a little later than other schools. When many colleges have entered the exam week or even ended the exam week, the medical school is still the same as usual.
Lively. The business of Zhan Jun's BBQ is still as good as ever, but it's different from usual. Suppose one of the two big tents at the entrance has been closed today. This is the parking space that Zhan Jun has arranged for Sun Lien.
"This is so embarrassing." Sun Lien saw at a glance that a thin layer of snowflakes on the ground was still melting. Zhan Jun probably closed down a tent outside immediately after receiving his call.
Make a parking space for him. There are three tables in a tent, two electric heaters, and lighting and other equipment. Cleaning up will not only delay business, but also take a lot of time and effort.
Zhan Jun sat at the door smoking a cigarette, smiled and waved his hand, "Why are you telling me this? You are here, and I can't even let you have a parking space?" After saying this, Zhan Jun held the cigarette butt in his hand.
He put it out in the ashtray, looked at Sun Lien's new car with his hands on his hips, and praised, "This car is really beautiful, doesn't it cost a lot of money?"
"I don't know..." Sun Lien scratched his head. He hadn't taken a shower for two days. Although he didn't sweat much in winter, it was inevitable that his head would be itchy. "The car my parents bought shouldn't be too expensive, right?"
Sun Lien doesn't know much about cars. He only knows that Volvo was acquired by a Chinese company. So to a certain extent, Volvo is probably a domestically produced car?
Hu Jia brought a stool over, placed it next to Sun Lien, and leaned against him as if he was about to fall asleep.
Sun Lien caught his girlfriend who was prone to slipping and rubbed her head, "Are you tired?" Actually, this is nonsense. Which equipment nurse can't be tired after a whole day of surgery in the hospital?
"Well..." Hu Jia didn't say much. He burrowed his head in Sun Lien's arms and found a more comfortable position to stop. Then he said in a muffled voice, "Actually, it's okay to be tired. I thought we'd see each other today."
I can’t see you anymore…”
It's completely understandable that he feels bad because he can't see him. But now that he can see him, why is he still not happy? The straight man Sun Lien is afraid that he did something inappropriate, but he doesn't dare to ask.
Sun Lien had already ordered casserole porridge on the phone, but because the reservation call was not made in advance enough, the casserole porridge could only be cooked with Sha Bai and Yao Zhu. However, the taste was still as delicious. Zhan Jun asked the two about their meal.
After learning about his taboos and taste preferences, he didn’t give Sun Lien a menu at all. He cooked by himself and packed a few special Chaoshan dishes for porridge. Salt and pepper nine-legged fish, dry-fried strips, and Puning fried tofu, there were not many dishes.
, but it is really not easy to cook in Ningyuan, a place far away from Chaoshan area.
"I guess with your two tastes, porridge alone may not be enough." Zhan Jun was setting the table while carrying the dishes. When he saw Hu Jia leaning on Sun Lien and squinting his eyes and about to fall asleep, he lowered his head a little.
Volume. "There are two more toasted steamed buns here. I don't dare to bake too many at one time. They won't taste good if they are left for a long time. If there are not enough, I will serve them to you later."
Sun Lien gave Zhan Jun a grateful smile, "Sorry for bothering you, brother."
"If you are polite to me again, I won't be happy." Zhan Jun pretended to be unhappy, "Can't I cook some food for my brother? Don't think that if you are polite to me, you will be free of the red envelope for my son this year.
It’s over!”
Zhan Ping'an, who is in the fifth grade of elementary school, poked his head out of the room and made a face at Sun Lien, "Godfather, it's okay not to give me the red envelope this year. Just don't stuff me with test papers in the red envelope!"
The people who came to eat at this time were all regular customers, and many people also knew the story between Sun Lien and his friends in a dormitory and Zhan Jun's barbecue. Everyone laughed together, and even Hu Jia laughed.
Zhan Jun went to get a drink, but Sun Lien finally couldn't sit still anymore and quickly stood up to block him. Unexpectedly, Hu Jia asked softly, "Aren't you touching my head anymore?"
"Touch, touch, touch, definitely touch." Sun Lien rubbed her hair dumbfounded, and then shouted to Zhan Jun, "Brother, I really don't need to take any more, there are enough things!"
This late-night snack was turned into dinner by Zhan Jun. The dishes on the table were almost too big to fit, which clearly demonstrated the ineffectiveness of Sun Lien's obstruction.
Five dishes came out.
"If I try to persuade you again in the future, I'm just an eggplant." Sun Lien looked at the dishes on the table and didn't know where to start for a long time. "Brother Zhan, you think too highly of my appetite."
"Most of these dishes are ready to be put on the menu, but I'm a little confused, so I want you to try it for me first." Zhan Jun unscrewed the cap of a bottle of beer with his hands, took two sips of wine, and opened the door to Hu Jia and Sun Li'en.
Eat. Knowing that Sun Lien came by car, he prepared non-alcoholic drinks for both of them. After watching the two of them drink two bowls of porridge and eat seven or eight dishes, Zhan Jun spoke, "Little Sun.
, I want to ask you something."
"You said it." Sun Lien felt a little strange when he saw Zhan Jun's look on his face. Zhan Jun is an authentic northern man, straightforward and straightforward. Even with himself and others, he acts like a big brother, and he is rarely seen.
He looked embarrassed.
"My brother was admitted to the Second Hospital a week ago. The doctor at the Second Hospital said he had acute hepatitis." Zhan Jun took another sip of beer, "But the hepatitis hasn't been cured yet, so my brother said he felt weak.
I can’t even walk.”
Sun Lien frowned imperceptibly. It was not because he was asked professional questions again after get off work, but because he was a little confused about Zhan Jun's description of the disease.
"The problem now is that the Second Hospital gave him a diagnosis of sheathing. And now he is undergoing rehabilitation every day. It is said that it will take more than half a year of rehabilitation before he can walk again." Zhan Jun drank a bottle of beer in three gulps.
, and then sighed, "My eldest brother works in the power system and is an ordinary worker. He is still a contract worker and has no establishment in the power company. If he does this, he may not be able to keep his job."
Sun Lien put down his chopsticks, "Do you think there is something wrong with the diagnosis from the Second Hospital?"
"I have been running a shop in medical school for eight years. Even if I don't understand, I still know that professional matters need to be asked to professionals." Unexpectedly, Zhan Jun actually shook his head, "When people get sick, the only thing that can be said is God.
He doesn’t have eyes. It’s not a disease that the doctor made him suffer from!” At this point, Zhan Jun sighed again, “I just want to ask which hospital in Ningyuan does better rehabilitation and can make him recover one day earlier.
It’s okay to stand up.”
Sun Lien frowned and thought for a while. In theory, the level of rehabilitation departments in tertiary hospitals should be the best. But the problem is that the beds in tertiary hospitals are very tight. In order to ensure the circulation of hospital beds, for diseases like Brother Zhanjun's, as long as the condition becomes more severe,
After stabilization, the second hospital will definitely persuade the patient to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible, and then go to a second-grade hospital for long-term hospitalization. Due to the particularity of rehabilitation department treatment, long-term and stable rehabilitation is necessary to achieve better results.
"If you recover, our district hospital is good." Sun Lien thought for a moment and recommended Ningping District Hospital to Zhan Jun. The level of the district hospital is actually triple B, but because of the existence of Ningyuan Medical College, the number of triple A hospitals in Ningyuan City
It is comparable to the provincial capital Pingyuan City. A triple-B district hospital may be a proud level in other places, but in Ningyuan, it is just that. "However, I heard what you said, the cause of your eldest brother's illness has not yet been determined.
Are you fully diagnosed?"
Based on the description, the desheathing mentioned by Zhan Jun should refer to "nerve center demyelination disease". This is an acute attack or subacute disease that damages the nerve center. But the patient was admitted to the hospital a week ago, and now he needs to undergo rehabilitation.
Healthy, the speed seems a bit too fast. Although the onset of "nerve center demyelination disease" is relatively acute, the course of the disease usually takes two to three weeks to get through the acute stage. What's more, "nerve center demyelination disease" is just a symptom. And
Fever, cough, difficulty breathing, and irregular heartbeat are words to describe a disease. It is not a diagnosis in itself.
"Not yet. The doctors at the Second Hospital are not sure what his disease is." Zhan Jun shook his head, "Anyway, they said that the condition is basically under control now, and he just needs to continue rehabilitation."
This description is even more puzzling. How can acute hepatitis be so easy to cure? The cause of "nervous center demyelination disease" has not been found. Why do doctors from the Second Hospital say with confidence, "The disease has been controlled."
"? The more Sun Lien thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. After thinking for a while, he said, "Brother Zhan, how about this? Don't rush to send the person to the district hospital. Tomorrow, send the person to our fourth hospital.
, I will ask experts from other departments to come and take a look, at least to find out first what kind of disease your brother has."
Since the status bar was introduced, Sun Lien himself did not realize that he now speaks in the style of an "industry leader". He is very confident and confident, and subconsciously believes that he and his team can solve the problems of many other doctors.
A question that I simply don’t understand.
This style of speaking sounds very emboldening to people outside the industry, especially those with sick family members. But in the ears of colleagues, this sentence seems a bit harsh. Especially in Ningyuan
In the large environment of medical school, Sun Lien's well-intentioned suggestion sounded like a provocation to other diners.
"The young doctor is not old, but he speaks in a very young tone!" A senior in his thirties at the table next door was dissatisfied, "Your Fourth Hospital is just a big emergency center, how can you have the confidence to question the diagnosis of the Second Hospital?
Yes? Are you from the emergency department?"
"Who are you?" Sun Lien did not respond to the other party's dissatisfaction. Now was the time to keep a low profile. He was just curious about who this senior was who was complaining about the injustice of the Second Academy.
"I'm from the Second Hospital." The other party turned out to be a doctor from the Second Central Hospital. He looked at Sun Lien's greasy hair and laughed with some disdain, "When you do emergency care, just concentrate on emergency care. The diagnosis of complex and rare diseases is not
Your work content.”
"I happened to hear that some patients from the Second Hospital will be transferred to our Fourth Hospital tomorrow." Sun Lien showed a polite smile to the other party and stopped answering. Instead, he said to Zhan Jundao, "Tomorrow you will bring people there.
Come to our hospital, don’t worry about beds or anything else, if you can’t, stay in our emergency room first.”