After get off work, Chang Yue was bored.
A bunch of people went for surgery, but she was not interested in surgery. She was only interested in writing medical records and chatting with patients' families.
The patient's lover's name was Li Xiaomei. Her condition seemed to be very difficult. Chang Yue thought about it, changed her clothes and went to see her.
Not in a hurry, she slowly came to the door of the ICU.
In the fire exits and corridors, family members of patients were chatting in small groups.
Under normal circumstances, family members only need to leave their phone number and they can be reached within half an hour.
But most of the 912 ICUs are patients from other places. Living in the ICU costs a lot of money every day, and the economy is already stretched thin. Most of the family members left behind just waited in the corridor and did not go to nearby hotels.
Comfort and cost are no longer the most important thing.
For family members waiting in the corridor for information about their loved ones, renting a camp bed is considered a luxury. Most of them can only find a place to sleep with their clothes on.
The patient’s family joked that they lived in a refugee camp. In the early years, there were people cooking instant noodles in the corridor with alcohol stoves. But in recent years, this behavior has been resolutely stopped in order to prevent fires.
Even if you bring bedding and the like, there is no place to put them during the day.
It's spring now, which is pretty good. If in winter, the north wind blows in through the cracks in doors and windows, that would be a misfortune.
If a patient is seriously ill and stays there for 30 to 50 days, the patient's family members will have to endure the hardship outside.
Chang Yue naturally knows the hard work involved.
Instead of looking in the corridor, she went directly to the fire escape. Now that smoking is banned, the fire escape is fine, but in the early years it was smoky.
Opening the door, Chang Yue saw Li Xiaomei at a glance. She was lucky today. She snagged a corner and laid out a few clothes on it.
Clothes are not for keeping out the cold, but for "occupying seats".
Chang Yue has no doubt that if someone grabs this position while she is in the bathroom, Li Xiaomei, a quiet girl, will pounce on him and fight.
After accompanying patients for a long time, under the pressure of life and life and death, people become abnormal.
"Xiaomei!" Chang Yue waved her hand and said happily.
Li Xiaomei held her mobile phone in her hand and was looking at something. Hearing Chang Yue call her, she turned around and took a look.
"Sister Yue!" Li Xiaomei was surprised, "Why are you here?"
"After get off work, I have nothing to do. I came to see you. How is he?" Chang Yue asked.
"The body temperature has dropped to 38°C and is recovering little by little. Today the doctor told me that the ventilator has been removed and the cost has been reduced a lot." Li Xiaomei was a little happy, but also a little sad.
"Is the money enough?" Chang Yue asked tentatively.
"I told my family that I can borrow it first, as long as the interest rate is not too high. I will pay it back slowly in the future. I can't just leave this person here."
Chang Yue felt a little uncomfortable, but she told Li Xiaomei about borrowing money. She just has some savings in her hand, but not much. In other words, only by coming to 912 can I save some money. The first hospital in Haicheng City costs 2,000 to 3,000 yuan a month, which is not enough for food and drink.
Otherwise, why did you drink so much at once when you were drinking with Su Yun? At that time, she had not drank for a long time, and Chang Yue was simply greedy for alcohol. She accidentally made Su Yun drink too much, she didn't mean it.
Life is not easy, and with Chang Yue's communication skills so strong, Li Xiaomei has already opened her heart to her.
Things have already happened, there is no point in saying anything else, life has to go on.
Chang Yue is like a drop of water, inconspicuous in the doctor's office. In this kind of "refugee camp", she is still inconspicuous, looking no different from Li Xiaomei next to her.
Some people talked about conversation, and Li Xiaomei also felt that she was in a better mood.
Otherwise, people would go crazy if they were forced by money every day and had to live in such a place.
While they were chatting, the fire escape door opened, and a woman with wavy hair stuck her head out and looked around.
There were already several people occupying various positions in the fire escape.
Some are sleeping, with deafening snoring; some are watching movies on their mobile phones, having fun; some are picking their feet while eating takeaway.
Just like the description, it is not an exaggeration to call this a refugee camp.
Waves frowned and wanted to retreat. But after taking a quick look, she saw that the only female escorts were Chang Yue and Li Xiaomei, so she walked over cautiously.
Chang Yue sat on Li Xiaomei's clothes, huddled in the darkness in the corner, and looked carefully at the person walking over.
Unlike the patient's family members, there is no sadness or anxiety on their expressions, nor is there even the indifference that comes after enduring a long period of time.
She doesn't belong here and seems to be looking for someone.
"Sisters, your place is pretty good." Waves came over and said with a smile.
At first glance, she was incompatible with this place. She was an outsider. No matter how hard she tried to hide it, she could not hide it.
This is different from Chang Yue, who plays the most inconspicuous role in the doctor's office and no one pays attention to her.
It was the same here, she was like a child who grew up in this kind of "refugee camp". She didn't even look at Chang Yue and was unaware of it.
"Fortunately, I grabbed it here early in the morning." Li Xiaomei said with a dry smile.
No matter how miserable you are, you still have to maintain the most basic courtesy.
"This place is really not good. My leader is sick, and my family won't come to take care of him. I have to come over." Langjuan complained: "This kind of family will have to break up sooner or later."
As she spoke, she gradually fell into the role, and the resentment towards Director Mao that she had suppressed in her heart and dared not tell anyone burst out.
Li Xiaomei relaxed now. It turned out that she was not inspected in the hospital. I heard people say that if someone comes to inspect the compound, everyone will have to move out.
Go, easy. But it will be difficult to occupy this feng shui treasure land again.
"What's wrong with your leader?" Li Xiaomei asked.
"The surgery performed by Director Wei of the Gastrointestinal Surgery Department is said to be a tumor on the intestines that has spread." Wave Juan said: "I am only in my forties, and my husband is not here to accompany me. I don't know which little vixen is following me." Let’s hang out together.”
"It's so pitiful." Li Xiaomei said, blinking.
"What's the point of being pitiful? From now on, it would be pitiful for a son to call a girl who is seven or eight years older than him mom and to be bullied by his stepmother. Maybe the girl who calls her mom is younger than her son."
Liu Xiaomei nodded.
Wavy Curly is also very satisfied with his "performance".
So smoothly, the rest is to see if you are lucky and whether the girl in front of you is the one you are looking for.
But she had already searched around, and there shouldn't be anyone else there.
"Sisters, who in your family is hospitalized?"
"My love." Liu Xiaomei said, and then said: "Trauma."
"Really, who performed the surgery?"
"Boss Zheng."
As soon as he said the words "Boss Zheng", the man who was snoring loudly sat up suddenly and looked around blankly.
"Where is Boss Zheng?"