Chapter 5 Must Apply for Transfer to Another Hospital
"Uh~~~Are you okay?"
An Ran supported herself with her hands and sat up. The young nurse's eyes slowly gathered and focused on An Ran's neck. She then shook her body, with a hint of hesitation and struggle on her face. Then, as if she had no reaction, she directly hung the bottle of medicine in her hand on the IV rack beside An Ran's bed.
Then, what was even more bizarre was that the young nurse didn't say a word, nor did she give An Ran an injection or an IV. She just slowly, slowly turned around, and like a silent movie in slow motion, she walked out slowly through the gap in the curtain.
This little nurse must be seriously ill! An Ran, who was sitting on the bed, frowned, and felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Why did this little nurse have such a serious illness, but no doctor or nurse could see it? And let this little nurse force herself to work with illness. What if she infected the mother and baby? With this idea, An Ran had to get up anyway to see what kind of medicine the little nurse had hung for her. She couldn't just hang water casually, otherwise, when her child came out of the neonatal department, how could she feed her daughter? So An Ran got off the bed with difficulty. The episiotomy wound was pulled, and An Ran grimaced in pain. She bent over, supported the head of the bed with her hands, took a few deep breaths, and then stood up straight. She reached out and took the medicine bottle on the hanging rack, ready to see what medicine was on it.
What medicine was it? An Ran couldn't see clearly because there was some unknown liquid on the bottle of medicine, like yellow spit from a coughing patient, which stained An Ran's hands. She quickly threw the bottle of medicine into the trash can and went to the toilet to wash her hands.
This is an extremely painful thing for someone who just gave birth less than 10 hours ago. People who have never had an episiotomy or have never been pregnant will not understand it. After the baby is born, the pressure in the abdominal cavity is reduced, and it stands upright safely, and you just feel that your internal organs are falling down.
She couldn't bear it anymore, so she could only bend over and lift up her swollen belly. Only then did she feel better, but it was still extremely uncomfortable, and she felt like she was holding her breath.
Although it was only a few steps from the delivery bed to the toilet, An Ran felt it was so far away. After finally entering the toilet, she turned on the faucet and washed the yellow sputum off her hands. As she washed, the water from the faucet slowly turned yellow, and the longer it flowed, the darker the yellow became.
An Ran stood by the sink, staring in disbelief at the water in the sink that was almost turning black. She lowered her head, and the anger in her heart slowly rose.
Although the fees of this hospital are not the highest, they are not cheap either. When An Ran was pregnant, she compared all the hospitals in Xiangcheng and finally chose this hospital in Xiangcheng Xing District because the obstetrics and gynecology department of this hospital has the best technology among all the hospitals in Xiangcheng.
The best paralysis technology is useless. The poor environment and attitude of medical staff have lowered the overall level of this hospital.
She decided to tell the doctor that she wanted to apply for transfer to another hospital. Thinking about her daughter who was still in the neonatal department, An Ran felt that given the environment of this hospital and the quality of the nurses, it might not be possible for them to take good care of her daughter in the neonatal department. She had to apply for transfer!
(End of this chapter)