The nurse was sweeping the bed in the night and heard the noise. She hurried out of a ward and looked around.
It's not just a matter of quarreling with the nurse, Zheng Ren was half relieved.
Under normal circumstances, even if the patient's family members have opinions, they will be more polite when facing the doctor. After all, as the old saying goes, seek medical advice. I won’t say the word “please” now, but it still makes sense.
In addition, Chang Yue had a good chat with the two silly sons yesterday, Zheng Ren was confident that they would not cause too much trouble.
"What's going on?" Chang Yue looked behind Zheng Ren and saw it.
"It's probably a commotion. Go and change your clothes if you have nothing to do. Don't join in the fun so much." Su Yun pulled Chang Yue back with a harsh tone, which made Chang Yue roll his eyes.
"It must be the patient's family members who are quarreling." Chang Yue said.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment.
"The old lady's two sons are not good at work and dislike each other. There is nothing we can do." Chang Yue said: "I fed the old lady some porridge through her nose yesterday and she almost choked to death..."
"I'll go!" Su Yun was surprised, "It must be intentional."
"I don't think so. He's just clumsy and clumsy." Chang Yue said: "The two of them complained about each other and rushed to do the work. Maybe they are the clumsy ones by nature."
Although he couldn't believe it, Zheng Ren still felt that the judgment of an old doctor like Chang Yue was correct.
Those two silly, silly men? Zheng Ren thought with a strange smile on his lips.
A little helpless, but also a little relieved.
Although everything in today's society is finalist, this kind of silly and silly person can still make people feel a little warm.
Thinking about it, he strode into the department and walked directly to the ward without changing clothes.
Two towering black men were arguing, and other patients' family members in the ward had unhappy looks on their faces.
Not only unhappy, but also disgusted and irritable.
A bedpan fell to the floor, spilling yellow urine everywhere. Zheng Ren could smell the smell from a long distance away, and he understood the feelings of other patients' families better.
No one wants to be with such two living treasures.
Zheng Ren listened carefully for a few words and understood what the two men were arguing about.
It turned out that one person was responsible for catching the old lady's urine in the bedpan, but the other person appeared behind her for some reason and knocked the bedpan away when she turned around.
Although Zheng Ren has been practicing medicine for less than ten years, including his internship time, he has seen thousands or tens of thousands of patients and family members. This was the first time he had encountered these two best people.
According to normal logical inference, both of them are extremely tired of taking care of the old lady. This kind of patient should have given up treatment long ago and lie on the bed at home.
If you have something to eat, you'll be lucky if you don't starve to death.
Then when septic pneumonia appears, the patient cannot bear it and dies.
If the patient has a strong vitality and survives accumulative pneumonia, he or she may develop complications such as bedsores and muscle atrophy after being bedridden for a long time.
In short, the patient will definitely reach the end of his life in the county-level hospital, and will never survive the imperial capital.
These two people are really weird.
Zheng Ren has also seen clumsy people, but he has never seen such a clumsy person.
"Professor Zheng, I have something to ask you." A middle-aged man saw Zheng Ren appearing at the door and knew that he was the senior doctor of the medical team. He quickly squeezed out and whispered beside Zheng Ren.
"Oh, tell me." Zheng Ren looked inside and didn't notice him at all. He was only looking at the two brothers who were quarreling and wiping the urine on the floor with crude toilet paper. He couldn't laugh or cry in his heart.
"It's not convenient to talk here. Can I borrow a step..." The middle-aged man looked around. The patient's family, the doctor on duty, and the night nurse were all gathered around. He was a little embarrassed and whispered.
Zheng Ren understood what the patient's family meant. He smiled and said, "It's because the old lady couldn't rest well and she wanted to move to a ward."
The man was startled for a moment, then scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Professor Zheng, I am very satisfied to be admitted to the hospital. But... you have also seen that these two people are arguing all day long, and my mother is about to have a heart attack. Guilty."
"..." Zheng Ren shook his head, speechless.
For this kind of thing, I really don’t blame the patients and their families for having so much to worry about.
Originally there were three beds in a ward, plus the patient's family members and attendants, so 6-8 people were crammed into a room of more than ten square meters. The air was polluted and breathing became much more difficult.
If you catch a snorer, you won't be able to sleep well at night.
If you catch two or three snoring at the same time, the snoring sounds together are like a symphony. Not to mention one night, I couldn't get a good night's sleep during the entire hospital stay.
Sometimes you still have to look at fate.
Obviously, the lives of the two patients in the same ward and the patients' family members were not very good.
He couldn't hold on any longer. Zheng Ren judged that he wanted to give himself money to transfer to a ward.
But in the imperial capital, wards are in short supply, and there are many patients outside who want to be hospitalized but can't get in. How could anyone else be willing to transfer a ward
"Well, don't worry now. I'll discuss it with the director after the shift is over. Do you think it's okay?" Zheng Ren comforted the patient's family with a smile.
While they were chatting here, Chang Yue had already changed her clothes and walked in.
As soon as the short Chang Yue entered the ward, the two black tower-like men stopped arguing almost at the same time and looked at Chang Yue quietly like elementary school students who made mistakes.
"Hurry up and clean up. I'll have surgery soon." Chang Yue wasn't unhappy at all. He picked up the mop he asked the hygienist for and started mopping the floor.
"Dr. Chang, I'm coming."
"Dr. Chang, I'm coming."
The two strong black men stretched out their hands at the same time, like two dark clouds, suffocating the person.
"You clear the bed and the table. Take your time and don't affect other people." Chang Yue said lightly.
For some reason, the two men showed no resistance to Chang Yue's words and went to pack their things obediently.
"You have to speak softly in the ward. The other patients are also very old. What if I get a heart attack?" Chang Yue "reprimanded" the two men while mopping the floor.
The two of them smiled coquettishly, "Bang!" The person clearing the table knocked over the water glass, and the hot water inside gurgled out, steaming.
"..." It's getting busier and more chaotic.
Zheng Ren was also very helpless, thinking that it was really not easy for this old lady to survive until now.
Zheng Ren covered his eyes with his hands and left helplessly.
It's fine if they don't cause trouble, but these two stout men are a bit too rough.
"Boss, how did they persist after so many years?" Su Yun asked beside Zheng Ren.
"Who..." As soon as Zheng Rengang started to speak, he suddenly remembered that the patient had a history of cerebral infarction for about three years. After the cerebral infarction, he lost the ability to take care of himself.
He smiled and shook his head slightly.