After a simple bite, they were chased upstairs.
Xie Yiren wanted to try on all the clothes again. Her and Chang Yue's laughter could be heard, brimming with infinite vitality.
Zheng Ren was puzzled.
Why was Little Yiren so energetic?
He was tired like a dog, but she was still full of energy. After returning home, he cooked and continued to change his clothes.
He really couldn't understand women.
He lay down on the bed and quickly fell asleep.
He didn't even dream. When he regained consciousness, the sky was already bright. He was really tired like a dog from just a stroll in the streets.
…
…
Dibei Province, Provincial Capital, Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University.
Xia Hua sat in his office. His hair was unkempt and his beard was unkempt. He no longer looked like the handsome young man he once was.
His father was hospitalized in his department, so Xia Hua did not apply for leave. He stayed in the hospital 24 hours a day.
It was as if he had returned to his post as chief resident. Xia Hua had been working hard for the past few months, and now he only felt exhausted from head to toe. He wanted nothing more than to take a bath and go to sleep.
Even if the sky were to fall, he wouldn't want to bother with it.
But he couldn't.
Life had to go on, and there were countless things he needed to do.
He could skip work for a day or a week, but what about a month?
Mortgage, tuition fees for children, hospitalization fees for elderly people.
Xia Hua felt like he couldn't even straighten his back with the weight of several mountains on his shoulders. Although his body was filled with fatigue, which made his life gloomy and dull, he had no other choice.
No matter how difficult it was, he had to keep going.
Today was the weekend, and the legendary Boss Zheng was coming to perform surgery on the old master. He had no choice but to accept an emergency patient.
If possible, Xia Hua really did not want to take in patients.
When the patient was sleeping at home, he suddenly coughed. Then, he did not know whether he coughed out or vomited about 100 ml of blood.
When his family saw this situation, they were frightened and immediately sent him to the emergency department of the Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University for treatment.
After checking the chest X-ray, the report showed that the left thoracic cavity was hydropneumothorax with pneumomediastinum.
Because the patient's condition was relatively poor, he was immediately admitted to the hospital for treatment.
The chief resident and the second-line professor on duty were on the operating table with an emergency car accident patient. He did not have time to come down.
Xia Hua had no choice but to step forward and receive the patient.
Spontaneous hemoptysis or hematemesis, as well as mediastinal emphysema, were they caused by tumor invasion?
Xia Hua treated the patient according to the symptoms. Once the patient's condition stabilized, he prepared to send her for a thorough examination.
Boss Zheng did not need to pick him up, which gave Xia Hua a little time to catch his breath.
Teacher Gao Shaojie went to the highway early in the morning to pick up Boss Zheng. Xia Hua only needed to wait at the hospital.
He hoped that this Boss Zheng was as magical as Teacher Gao Shaojie had said. Xia Hua was looking forward to it, but it was not very strong.
What Nobel Prize? What rising star of the 912? These had nothing to do with Xia Hua.
For more than half a year, he had focused all his attention on his grandfather's illness.
Even now, he still remembered that honest face on the plane. He remembered that he had called the control tower and shouted very seriously, even a little stubbornly, "I am Zheng Ren, calling …"
It was good to be young.
When he was in his twenties, he wouldn't have to face such heavy life pressure. Now, these mountains were almost crushing him. He especially understood those who committed suicide. Sometimes, Xia Hua would also occasionally think about how to free himself.
Xia Hua realized that his mind had wandered off. He picked up the coffee mug next to him and took a big gulp.
Perhaps it was a psychological effect.
For the past six months, Xia Hua had relied on coffee to survive.
Until now, he was on the verge of collapse.
Trying hard to wake himself up, Xia Hua inserted the patient's chest radiographic films into the radiographic film viewer and picked up the urgent test results after the patient was admitted to the hospital.
The radiographic films showed a large amount of fluid pneumothorax on the left side. Xia Hua had already given the patient a closed thoracic drainage, drawing out a large amount of red-yellow liquid and a small amount of gas.
The blood routine showed that the white blood cell count was 19.13 * 10 ^ 9/L, which meant that there was a relatively serious infection.
There was something strange about the patient's condition. Xia Hua was judging.
There was a high chance that emergency surgery would be needed. However, was it a bronchopleural leak or another disease?
Xia Hua looked at the radiographic films for a long time. The side radiographic films were in his hand. Just as he was about to insert them, he suddenly remembered that Boss Zheng would be coming in a while.
Should he take a look?
Interventional doctors had a deeper understanding of imaging than ordinary clinicians. After all, imaging was their main profession.
Yes, let's do that.
Xia Hua returned to his seat and began to give medical advice. He gave the patient a lung CT scan.
Then, he urged the nurse to make a medical order and asked the accompanying examiner to follow him for the examination.
After lifting the patient onto the stretcher trolley, Xia Hua specially reminded the accompanying examiner and the patient's family that the chest bottle must be lower than the chest cavity. Otherwise, the liquid in the chest bottle would flow back into the chest cavity.
This was a detail that had to be told to everyone around him. Otherwise, if a rash person from the family came out, the patient might come back for an examination and be done for.
Xia Hua was still very meticulous. He forced himself to be alert and lifted the patient onto the stretcher trolley. He hung the chest bottle lower than the chest and observed the fluctuation of the liquid in the chest bottle. Only then did he feel relieved.
The family covered the patient with a blanket. In order to prevent the wind from "blowing", they also covered their faces.
This was a kind of habitual action that was rooted in the hearts of the people. It was like a confinement for countless years.
Xia Hua did not stop them, nor did it affect their breathing. It was just a way for the family to express their love.
After watching the patient be pushed out, a few figures walked in and passed by the stretcher trolley.
When they passed by the stretcher trolley, two figures seemed to pause for a moment. They whispered something to each other before walking over again.
"Xia Hua, Boss Zheng is here." Gao Shaojie's face was flushed and he was in high spirits.
Xia Hua was a little puzzled. He was just picking up a professor from the Imperial Capital. Was there a need to be like this? Today, Chief Jin of the Department of Interventional Medicine was undergoing surgery due to his illness. Gao Shaojie did not even go to see him. Instead, he went to pick up Boss Zheng.
However, Xia Hua immediately bowed slightly to show his respect.
No matter how young he was, he was a group professor from the Imperial Capital 912. Moreover, he was here to perform surgery on his old man.
Respect and the like were all human nature. He could not think that he was God just because he took out 10,000 yuan as a freelance surgery fee.
However, there were also some people who felt that they were God and even put on airs. For so many years, there were rumors in the country that the freelance surgery professor left in anger after getting off the plane.
However, this kind of thing was still rare. After all, it was the most basic etiquette of the world.
"Boss Zheng, hello, hello." Xia Hua reached out his hand.
A large, warm and hard hand grasped hers.
"Doctor Xia, I haven't expressed my gratitude for what happened last time," Zheng Ren said with a smile. "It's all thanks to meeting you."
"It was just a coincidence."
"Let's go. Let's take a look at the radiographic films first. The operating theater is ready, right?" Zheng Ren said.
"It's all ready."
Xia Hua brought Boss Zheng into the office.
Just as he was about to put away the radiographic films hanging on the radiographic film viewer, a voice came from beside him.
"Spontaneous esophageal rupture? It's quite heavy. "
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