You look good. "
"Poke me. Does it hurt?"
"Of course it hurts!" Chen Xiaowang scolded them angrily, but he ended up hurting himself instead. He quickly calmed himself down and lay down evenly. "Don't tease me. I'll be going back to work in nine hours. When my line explodes, I'll spit it all over your faces."
The colleagues around the bed naturally ignored Chen Xiaowang. They kept moving around, thinking about how to poke Chen Xiaowang to confirm his condition.
Chen Xiaowang narrowed his eyes. He could not even be bothered to look at the television that was right in front of him. He guarded against his colleagues while feeling proud of himself.
"Old Chen's mouth is cracked. Old Chen, the Ripper?" Old Piao came again today. He recorded some data and played with it in front of him. He looked at Chen Xiaowang with envy.
Chen Xiaowang raised his head and chuckled. "I'll be known as the Featherless from now on. You sick people, don't get too close to me. "
Old Piao snorted. "I'll go through your symptoms from head to toe. Hair loss, dry eyes, rhinitis, pharyngitis, henpecked women …"
"Hey, hey, hey. You have to draw the line. Touch your conscience and tell me. Are these considered sick for a programmer?" Chen Xiaowang's head was still raised, and he coughed a few times.
Old Piao was speechless by Chen Xiaowang's words, but he actually agreed with him a little.
"You're not wrong to say that you're a coward, right?" A programmer beside him joined in and raised his hand. "I'll say this for the record. I don't have dry eyes."
"I don't either. I just have trachoma."
"I have red eyes." The programmer stared at Chen Xiaowang and asked, "How do you feel?"
"It's pretty good. I don't feel anything special. It's a little painful, but I can bear it. "Chen Xiaowang described it in detail.
The programmer who said he had red eyes thought for a few seconds before he turned around and took out his phone.
Ten seconds later, the "jealous" programmer yelled, "Brothers, you're not being nice! Didn't we say that we would try it one by one after rolling? You even applied for leave? What about rolling? Don't you want to roll? "
The programmers in the ward all chuckled.
"Wei Kang, how many days have you queued?" Old Piao looked at the others and knew that they had all applied for sick leave at the company's backstage, just like him.
A two-and-a-half-day sick leave with a weekend was still approved by the company. Of course, not everyone could apply for leave together. Therefore, there were many people who wanted to apply for two and a half days of sick leave, so they had to queue up.
Moreover, those who didn't get their turn in the first wave would probably have to wait until the second week.
"I got it this week." The person who had queued up early said proudly.
"I'll be back next week."
"Me too."
The programmers in the ward had been queuing for at least a week or two. There weren't many people in the first place, and those who knew the news were even fewer.
"My eyes are really red." Wei Kang, who was the only one in the third week, was furious. "I've had enteritis for several years. Hey, let's line up according to the severity of the illness."
"First come, first served."
"There's no difference in severity. Is your enteritis worse than my appendicitis? My appendicitis requires me to remove the entire appendix. If you have the guts, remove the entire intestine and I'll give you the position. "
"We still don't know what the outcome will be. What was there to fight about? What if Old Chen died of complications tomorrow? What if you guys applied for leave? "
The ward was in a mess because everyone was too bored and anxious.
Chen Xiaowang felt like he was being cursed. He smiled. "Aren't you guys going to ask Doctor Ling what surgery he's going to perform and what surgeries he's not going to perform?"
When they heard what he said, the temperature in the ward instantly dropped.
A few seconds later.
Old Piao nodded slightly. "After hearing what Old Chen said, I feel like this guy's IQ has recovered."
"You're right. His face is also red, and he looks like he can work now."
"We have to give him more work when we go back."
"Doctor Ling can perform appendectomies, cholecystitis, hepatectomy, as well as knee, Achilles tendon, finger, and bone fractures …" The young nurse in the corner suddenly said, and the atmosphere in the ward became cold again. She then said, "Special care unit. There's another ten minutes of visiting time."
The special care unit was modified from a normal ward. There were two or three beds in it, and there were nurses taking care of the patients for a long time. The special care standard was similar to that in the ICU, but it was not as comprehensive as the ICU, and it did not have as high a level of protection as the ICU. Of course, the price was much lower. In Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center, after patients who underwent hepatectomy came out of the ICU, they would first be transferred to the special care unit for a few days before they were transferred to a normal ward.
Chen Xiaowang was arranged to be in the special care unit, which meant that the level of care was increased. In fact, since the nursing group was specially assigned to the special care unit, they also designed more plans for the perioperative period and arranged more manpower.
The patient's family and colleagues would not offend the nurse for no reason. At this moment, all of them smiled.
Someone asked out of concern, "Is he only performing appendectomies? Is Doctor Ling unwilling to perform other positions, or what? "
"Have you guys heard of any doctor who can perform all kinds of surgeries?" The young nurse snickered a few times, and she looked like a cat that was laughing at a sh * t-shoveling officer.
Everyone seemed to understand, and they nodded unwillingly.
"He doesn't perform enteritis? Enteritis is similar to appendicitis. "Wei Kang also snickered, and he looked like a husky that had just been beaten up.
"Doctor Ling doesn't perform enteritis." The young nurse nodded affirmatively and said, "Enteritis is within the scope of the General Surgery Department. You have to look for them."
"Even they don't dare to guarantee a seven-day recovery period." Wei Kang pursed his lips.
The young nurse did not say anything. It was more troublesome for the intestines to recover. If she said something wrong, it would be very easy for others to complain.
"Please ask Doctor Ling. If I don't queue up now, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it." Wei Kang held his stomach.
"Doctor Ling really doesn't perform enteritis. If you really can't do it, you should think of a way to take a vacation." The young nurse shook her head as she spoke. "As far as I know, Doctor Ling only performed hemorrhoid surgery in Brazil."
"I have hemorrhoids too." Wei Kang's eyes lit up, but he immediately fell into self-doubt. 'What am I so proud of?'
Old Piao also chuckled. "It's just as well. We can just treat hemorrhoids in one go. It'll save us a lot of trouble."
"What kind of hemorrhoids do you have? I have mixed hemorrhoids, so I should be able to remove them too, right? "
"Yes, yes, it's best to remove them in one go."
There was a surge of emotions in the ward, and everyone became excited.
"It's visiting time. The patient's family members can leave now." The young nurse pretended to look at her watch and chased the group of hemorrhoids out.
Everyone did not mind. Before they left, they only greeted Chen Xiaowang.
"Take care of yourself."
"You have to tell us if you're not feeling well."
"Sleep more today. Don't play with your phone. It'll recover faster."
Chen Xiaowang responded weakly. After everyone left, he complained to the young nurse, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that hemorrhoids can be removed? I'll just let you do it."
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