People gather in the same category. Normal people only like to live with the same kind, unless they are forced or mentally abnormal like to live in isolation.
Those who watch the graves and guard the morgue must not only endure loneliness, but also bear fear.
I found my first job in Wuhan. I have a leisurely job and my income is not low. More importantly, it is related to my hobby and profession, which I cherish very much.
At noon, Zheng Xiumin returned from shopping, carrying a large bag of things in his hand, and said to me happily: "Wuhan is worthy of a metropolis. Not only is there a wide variety of things sold on Hanzheng Street, but the price is not expensive. This is me. The bag I bought for you, you should have thrown it away!"
She opened the plastic packaging bag, revealing a black leather bag, a little larger than A4 paper, just enough to fit my books, plus an acupuncture bag.
She also brought back a set of close-fitting autumn clothes, long trousers, white shirts and ties, and explained: "You go to the hospital for further studies. You can't do without a suit and shirt. Don't lose the face of our Henan people!"
I can’t help asking her how much would it cost to buy me so many things
She replied casually: "It didn't cost much, just over one thousand yuan. I know you don't have a lot of money right now, and you will pay me back when you have a salary!"
I am a little speechless. She spends money like she is not herself.
But she was more attentive and bought me a dozen underwear socks and a pair of single leather shoes for me. This made me a little embarrassed. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and Pan Gui broke in with sweat, carrying a box of lunch in his hand.
Zheng Xiumin hurriedly said: "You two hurry up to eat, I have eaten outside!"
Pan Gui explained: "I took the big job today, but I was exhausted, so I came back a bit late, Doctor Yuan, are you starving?"
I hurriedly said politely: "You have to pay attention to your body, don't work hard, let's go to the stairwell to eat, and let Doctor Zheng rest in the room for a while!"
What he brought back was rice and shredded cabbage, and soon the smell of fried cabbage filled the stairwell.
But I still smelled a scent of smoke, which I can conclude that it was not from Pangui. After hearing the rush of footsteps from the corner of the stairs, I couldn't help but check it out. Pangui was also cautious. Followed behind me.
On the window sill at the corner, I saw a red and golden dragon cigarette butt, but the smoker was gone.
"It may be the patient's family who came here to smoke and don't want to be discovered by others!" Pan Gui explained, I should, and we both squatted on the ground and started eating.
After eating the lunch, the two of us returned to the ward. Zheng Xiumin was looking at the small mirror to touch up her makeup, and then said to me: "I have to go back to the guest house and report to my superiors on the recent work situation. The vacation is more tiring than the task. !"
Pan Gui nodded to her, and I watched her leave.
"Doctor Zheng is really good to you!" Pan Gui exclaimed as he looked at the big and small things.
I casually said: "Military Zheng is strict on the surface, but he is still very kind in heart. I am just her fellow here!"
Pan Gui responded and said, "I will continue to work in the afternoon. At three o'clock, the special nurse will come to care for Qingqing. You should take a break and get some sleep!"
I looked at the phone, and it was half past one and half an hour left. After Pangui left, I checked Qingqing again. Her physical signs were all normal, so she lay in the escort and began to rest.
This time, in my sleep, I didn’t enter the medicinal material warehouse, but I was still out of my body, so I floated outside the ward and came to the nurse’s station. There was only one person on duty, and in the long and narrow doctor’s office, two of them were dressed in white lab coats. Medical staff wearing masks were chatting, talking about the assassination and death of the second-generation rich man Chen in this city.
After I listened carefully, I realized that Chen Hui was not only a "rich second generation", but also a "second generation official". His father Chen Liguo was a deputy section chief of the Hanyang City Government, and his mother opened a shopping mall. His brother-in-law He is the director of the Wuhan Development and Reform Commission.
This spoiled "Master Chen" is not short of money and has no serious work, so he makes friends with friends in the society. He is usually domineering, but he does not want to meet a little gangster, and the two of them start to fight if they disagree. This little gangster is abused. After a beating, he pretended to kowtow to admit his mistake, took advantage of it, pulled out the dagger from his sleeve, and stabbed Chen Hui into the abdomen, causing him to lose too much blood, and he died when he was taken to the hospital.
This kind of thing is commonplace in big cities, but it makes people laugh after a meal.
Seeing that the watch on the wall of the office already showed three o'clock in the afternoon, I went back to the ward and saw that Mei Xiuying had arrived and was wiping Qingqing. I merged with the body, opened my eyes, and got out of bed.
The other party ignored me, and deliberately unbuttoned Qingqing's underwear, and from time to time he swept at me with puzzled eyes, meaning to ask me to leave, which is inconvenient.
I had no choice but to get up and leave, and saw that Professor Hong had just started to work and knocked on the door outside his office.
He asked me how to work
I answered smoothly and liked it very much. This time I came to ask him about the purchase of medical books.
He asked me about my education and work experience, and wrote a book list on the prescription, saying: "In fact, doctors still need to combine theory with practice. If you have time during the day, you can follow me for rounds. Diagnosing and treating patients and going to the operating table, but as an intern!"
I was so busy and thanked him.
Back in the ward, I took out the prescriptions and looked at them. The titles of these books are all works of advanced medicine and clinical medicine, and they are the latest editions.
After four o'clock, the special nurse stopped work and left.
I took out the needle kit and continued to puncture the needles for Qingqing to relax the muscles. When the Bo needle pierced her skin, she did not respond, indicating that she no longer knew the pain, and even the knee bounce and pupil reflection on light disappeared.
Theoretically speaking, as long as the human body is still intact, the "vegetable" may still be able to wake up. On the contrary, if the patient's body is diseased, then even if the patient wakes up, the life will not last long.
At six o'clock, Pan Gui called me and said that he might have to work until after nine o'clock in the evening before I can get back from work. He asked me to take over first. Qingqing will be taken care of by medical staff in the intensive care unit and nothing will happen.
I did, and then called Zheng Xiumin, she stupidly answered that she was still taking a nap, and then looked at her watch, it was already six o'clock, and hurriedly said: "Wait a moment, I'll go to the hospital, you night What do you want to eat, I will bring you!"
After being declined by me, she hung up and I went to the hospital restaurant and asked for a bowl of rice noodles for dinner. The rice noodles were a bit spicy and I couldn't get used to it.
After returning to the ward, I explained to the nurse on duty, and then went to the Taiping indirect shift.
When Uncle saw me coming, he confessed to me: "Before any corpse is sent, he will call to introduce him. After the corpse is delivered, you have to check the identity of the deceased, and then ask the family members to fill in the identity information of the corpse. The family members of the deceased can only leave after signing, and don’t open the door casually at night. Be sure to verify the identity of the other party before opening the door!"
Seeing Umber's serious face, I asked: "Is there someone stealing a corpse here?"
The other party asked, "Who did you listen to? The safety measures and systems in the morgue of the Provincial Hospital are the most stringent. We must follow the rules. In addition, we forgot to introduce to you. The bathroom is behind the water dispenser and faucet to accept dead bodies and ensure their safety. It is our duty to be normal."
While he was still there, I asked again in a hurry, "Does the old Huang who is the guardian of the isolation ward often call at night to chat?"
Wengbo's face changed and he asked: "Old Huang, didn't he die last winter?" (End of this chapter)