Chapter 132
Words:1716Update:22/06/27 09:04:54
"The patient's disease isn't transmitted through the respiratory tract. It's just that the room has a strong odor, so we shouldn't wear masks," Zheng Ren said expressionlessly.
Everyone knew which room he was referring to by the strong odor.
Normal wards did not prohibit ventilation. Although the air was a little polluted due to the large number of patients and their family members, there was no strange odor.
Patients with tetanus infection came from rural areas, so the sanitary conditions were worse than the average ward. In addition, the doors were tightly shut and the windows could not be opened, so the air was much more polluted than normal wards.
At first, everyone thought that the others would wear masks during the next ward round, but no one did.
Only the doctors could understand what was going on.
Patients' family members would see doctors wearing masks when they were in other wards, but wearing masks when they were in their family members' ward. This might hurt their self-esteem.
Although it had nothing to do with the treatment and doctors and nurses had every reason to wear masks during ward rounds, Zheng Ren, Chang Yue, and Su Yun all felt that it was inappropriate. Therefore, everyone entered the ward without masks.
The patient's condition was stable, but the posture of the opisthotonus was strange. It eased slightly after the administration of tetanus antitoxin, and his limbs were bound with straps.
Zheng Ren carefully observed the blood flow in the patient's limbs. If there was ischemic necrosis … it would be a big problem.
This was the sixth ward round every half an hour. Chang Yue recorded the muscle tension and the angle of the opisthotonus every time.
Although there were not many changes each time, he could clearly feel that the patient's condition was progressing in the direction of improvement after reading the entire report.
That should be the case. Zheng Ren was finally relieved.
After all, tetanus infection treatment was only written in books. Who knew what would happen if he did not experience it himself?
Textbooks were more reliable. Zheng Ren thought about it and wondered if he should buy the new version of the textbook and read it again.
When he was in university, it was the fourth edition of surgery. He wondered if it was the eighth edition or the ninth edition now. Now that he looked back, the results were definitely better than before.
Chang Yue walked out of the tetanus patient's ward and greeted the family members who were taking care of the patient. Then, she gently closed the door. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
It was almost lunchtime, so Zheng Ren brought everyone to visit the patients in the emergency ward.
Because the surgery was clean and beautiful, the patients recovered quickly.
When he entered each ward, he would be greeted with a smile.
As a self-aware Zheng, he knew that most of these sincere smiles were for Chang Yue.
It was thirty percent treatment and seventy percent nursing. Chang Yue had done a good job at psychological work and was recognized by the patient and her family. Zheng Ren was not unhappy.
In a ward, a tall figure was folding a quilt.
Originally, the nurses were responsible for folding the blankets neatly every morning, but because there were more family members coming and going, the blankets were usually very messy.
That person was carefully folding the quilt. His hands seemed to have magic power as he tidied up a clean piece of tofu in a few moments.
The other two patients in this room were patients who had been hospitalized for more than five days after the surgery. After the drip was finished, they sneaked back home. There was a hint of tidiness in the empty room.
"Fan Tianshui," Chang Yue replied.
"Yes." The burly man turned around and grinned when he saw the group.
He was the gangrenous appendicitis patient that Chu Yanzhi had picked up on the day Su Yun and Chang Yue drank 11 boxes of Big Green Stick.
His recovery was fast. He could be discharged in less than a week from septic shock, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
This man's physical fitness must be extraordinary.
"Stay for a few more days," Chang Yue said.
"No need." Fan Tianshui stood straight like a spear. "I owe the hospital a lot of money. I'll pay them back as soon as possible."
He said it very seriously and honestly.
"Chief Zheng, Fan Tianshui requests to be discharged automatically. He has not had a fever in the past four days and there are no positive signs on his abdomen. The wound has healed well and there is no swelling or exudation, "Chang Yue explained the patient's condition.
Even though he only needed to sign for an automatic discharge, Chang Yue still explained the patient's condition out of habit.
"Have you contacted them?" Zheng Ren asked.
He remembered that this was the first thing Chang Yue had asked him to do, to find this man a job.
He had contacted Little Six and found him a security job in the Bu family's company.
Even though the salary was not much, he would not starve to death. It was better than being a vagabond.
Based on Fan Tianshui's behavior, he had probably retired from the army. Zheng Ren maintained the respect and reverence he had for soldiers since he was young.
Fan Tianshui had not tarnished the reputation of the army. Even though Zheng Ren did not know the man's past, he would rather suffer from gangrenous appendicitis than do anything illegal.
He had used his life to protect his motherland and was now protecting his dignity. This alone was worthy of respect.
"I've contacted him. I persuaded him for two days before he agreed." Chang Yue smiled.
"Well, it's good to go there. Didn't Chief Physician Pan solve the problem of money?"
"It's only right to pay back what I owe," Fan Tianshui said seriously. "I have to thank all of you for taking care of me during this period."
"You're welcome." Zheng Ren waved his hand and prepared to give him a final checkup. If there was no problem, he could be discharged automatically.
Fan Tianshui reckoned that he could even remove the stitches with a thick needle and thick thread.
"Doctor Zheng, I'll send you my contact information as soon as possible." Fan Tianshui took two steps forward and a fierce aura surged. "You can contact me if you need anything in the future. I'm good at fighting."
Zheng Ren smiled when he saw the seriousness on his face.
"I'm serious." Fan Tianshui was a little anxious, afraid that Zheng Ren would not believe him.
"I heard from Chang Yue that you'd rather pay the compensation than touch the person who framed you," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"We're all civilians. Didn't we join the army to protect our country?" Fan Tianshui scratched his head, a little embarrassed. "Doctor Zheng is a good person. In the army, military doctors usually come back alive. If someone touches a doctor, everyone will fight to the death. "
Zheng Ren suddenly remembered a battle in Nanjiang decades ago. The enemy had ambushed the field hospital behind them. The soldiers had been enraged and had used artillery fire to plough dozens of square kilometers.
Fan Tianshui stood at attention and saluted Zheng Ren and the others. He then picked up his few 'luggage' and walked out of the ward.
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
