Chapter 298 Doctor
The obstetrician and gynecologist was almost busy to death. When he saw the first baby's ultra-thin belly covered with purple scars and extremely skinny limbs, he didn't dare to press at all, for fear that he would accidentally break the water.
As soon as the doctor saw the lifeless eyes of the pregnant woman, like dead fish, he felt mixed emotions and gritted his teeth to do a routine examination.
It would not have been a big deal if she hadn't checked, but once she did, it was discovered that she had given birth six or seven times, with the interval between each birth being very short, which seriously affected the mother's nutrition and vitality.
I was planning to get an IV drip first to allow my almost exhausted body to adapt.
However, it was found that the blood vessels were too thin and only thin needles for children could be used.
Ignoring the tiny black spots left by the pinholes on her belly, he gently wiped the back of her thin hand with a sterilized cotton ball.
Bang!
The door was violently pushed open, and the doctor quickly pulled the curtain to cover his naked body, his face full of anger.
"Who let you in—"
"Her water broke!"
"What?!"
The doctor stood up quickly and walked over to see that the bedding was wet. He looked at the pregnant woman again and saw that she had no reaction at all and seemed to feel no pain.
"Hurry up, prepare the equipment! Everyone outside gets out!"
...
The condition of those babies was not very good either. They had been lacking nutrition for a long time and could only survive by relying on nutritional injections every three days.
It looks like it can survive, but in fact it is just barely surviving.
No matter how loud the noise outside was, the little child lay motionless under the quilt.
He was so thin that he looked like a newborn baby who needed to live in an incubator.
There were only three or four doctors in the makeshift hospital, and they were all rushing to deal with a pregnant woman whose condition was more urgent.
There were only two young nurses in the baby room who had just graduated and had never worked before.
My eyes were red at this moment and I had no idea what to do.
Before leaving, the only pediatrician told them to give these children intravenous drips.
They held super-fine needles, carefully pinched the little arms as thick as two fingers, and gestured, but they really didn't dare to touch the blood vessels that were as thin as cotton threads.
What if it gets pierced?
What if the blood vessels are not elastic?
The resources in the hospital are very limited, all of which were snatched back by soldiers who went deep into the zombie tide.
How dare they waste it.
When I was studying in school, I used rubber prosthetic hands, so I could just prick them as I pleased.
A few years after the end of the world, everything learned had long been returned to school.
I wanted to review it with my seniors.
I didn't expect to be assigned to such a difficult task.
The young nurses were under too much psychological pressure, which was even more terrifying than facing zombies directly. At this moment, they were standing among a group of dying babies, looking at each other, and couldn't help but shed tears.
“Thump, thump.”
There was a knock on the wooden door.
Could it be that the doctor is back?
The young nurses looked up with tears in their eyes, and when they saw that it was Manager Zhigang, the joy in their eyes instantly faded.
Perhaps realizing they had to rely on themselves, the nurses sniffed, wiped their tears, and calmed down.
He clenched his little hands again and patted them gently to find the blood vessels.
Zhikang put down the diaper that his boss had asked him to bring.
Thinking back to what she said—
"If the group of doctors and nurses is short-staffed, I don't mind you helping out. Just remember to come back on time."
Zhikang looked at the little hand that the nurse had inserted the needle into three times but failed to get it right.
The doctor's nature buried in his bones finally couldn't help it.
"You're not doing this right. Don't worry, I used to be a doctor in a hospital."
Zhikang washed and disinfected his hands, took out a new needle, picked up his other hand and looked at it, and finally chose to inject it into the scalp.
"One, press, two, warm, three, pierce, four, withdraw, remember?"
As he spoke, he demonstrated the operation to the young nurses.
The young nurse seemed to have found her backbone, her eyes brightened and her steps became lighter.
Follow him around in circles, and get everything he mentions as quickly as possible.
When I saw how easily he inserted the retention needle without rupturing the fragile blood vessel wall, I couldn't help but marvel.
I’ve only heard that nurses are the best at giving injections, but I never thought doctors could be so good!
Facing the fangirl-like gaze, Zhikang wanted to give a serious answer, but after trying hard to recall for a moment, his mind was still blank. He only knew that he had been transferred to various departments.
Basically do all kinds of work.
"Teacher Zhijiang, will you work here in the future?"
"We are in great need of doctors here."
"Will you come? Although the chef is also very good, but the doctor can save lives, which is better than building a seven-story pagoda!"
Save people?
He couldn't even save himself...
A look of confusion flashed across Zhicang's eyes.
I don’t understand why this idea suddenly came to me, but subconsciously, I am very resistant to becoming a doctor.
He straightened his body instantly, and the bones in his back suddenly hurt so much that they were gradually eating away at the muscles attached to them.
He couldn't help but groan in pain, clenched his fists, and arched his back.
He was eager but skilled in finding a tranquilizer.
The bottles and jars in the iron box were scattered all over the place, making dangerous clanging sounds.
The young nurses hurriedly took the things away because they were too precious and they were afraid that they would be broken.
"Doctor, what's wrong with you?"
"Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
"Go find Boss Xia! Ask her to come over and take a look!"
Xia Yan rushed over and saw Zhi Cang curled up like a shrimp, trembling all over, with beads of sweat on his pale face from the pain.
He seemed to be suppressing the severe pain in his body, and occasionally a cry of pain escaped from his clenched teeth.
"When did he become like this?"
The young nurse who was left behind to take care of the child said: "Just now..."
"Do you know why?"
"...No, I don't know. We just asked him...how many years he has been a doctor..."
The young nurse pursed her lips and didn't dare to look at her.
No matter how much they wanted to have another doctor in the hospital, they couldn't say that in front of Boss Xia...
Xia Yan looked at her.
After a few seconds, he said to the soldiers waiting nearby, "Excuse me, please help me take him back to the hotel."
The residents waiting outside the hospital were so surprised when they saw Manager Zhichang being carried out that they were speechless.
How did it get lifted out...
Not far away, Chu Wanfu was having someone deal with the supplies that had just been traded with Xia Yan. When he turned around, he saw that her people seemed to be injured.
Injured on your own turf?
He frowned and asked someone to arrange the follow-up work.
After approaching, he asked the soldier what was going on with a sharp look.
The poor little soldier carrying the person: I don’t know anything! Why are you glaring at me?
Xia Yan glanced at Chu Wanfu without saying a word, and followed the stretcher back.
Chu Wanfu: ???
I'm a confused person too!
The little nurse who returned to the nursery in fear cried, "It's over! I've offended Boss Xia!"
"What's going on? Tell me quickly."
"Why don't we talk about something else? What are you thinking? Why would we want to steal Boss Xia's girlfriend?"
"...Then, isn't it, the hospital is short of staff... Who would have thought that Manager Zhigang would suddenly fall ill..."
Chu Wanfu, who was about to step into the door, suddenly realized.
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