The dean no longer dared to kill the chicken to get the eggs. He was afraid that he would not only lose his hair, but would cry his eyes blind.
“This…”
Liu Jing touched his arm and said, "It's hard to say."
In fact, whether Liu Jing can recover or not is not decided by her, but by the dean. Even if she says she is well now, the dean will definitely let her perform the surgery.
Blame her for being so pretentious.
So now, even if the dean continues to lose hair, he will not let her perform surgery.
Liu Jing straightened her clothes, picked up her things, and prepared to go to the clinic to be an honest doctor. It was impossible for her to just use her disability as an excuse to do nothing.
She walked to the office and saw many patients coming to see her early in the morning.
However, when these patients saw how young Liu Jing was, they were actually a little skeptical. Liu Jing was indeed much younger than the others. After all, someone like her had just graduated from school, skipped a grade, had a youthful face, and was still in internship. How could she still be a doctor?
However, they did worry too much.
It was their luck that they met Liu Liang.
If Liu Liang hadn't had an injured arm, she wouldn't have been able to sit here and see patients. She didn't even have time to eat, as she had to perform several major surgeries every day. For the hospital, her seeing patients wasn't as practical as her performing surgeries. After all, not every doctor could achieve a perfect success rate.
In fact, the hospital still ignored Liu Liang's talent in medical treatment.
She doesn't just provide medical consultation in the purest sense. Often, she can know some of the patient's potential illnesses without the help of any instruments, and her diagnosis is very accurate.
A mother came over holding a little girl. The little girl was about two, three or four years old. She didn't like to talk much and seemed very timid. She also had an instinctive resistance to doctors. I'm afraid that although the child was young, she remembered that the hospital was not a very good place, and the doctor in white clothes was even more scary, and would give her very painful injections.
The little girl kept trying to snuggle into her mother's arms and refused to cooperate no matter what was done.
"This is for you."
Liu Liang took out a lollipop from her pocket. Actually, she prepared it for her two younger brothers, but they were not at home, so Liu Liang used it to coax the children.
The little girl glanced at Liu Jing. Maybe because Liu Jing was very pretty, she couldn't resist the temptation of the lollipop. Although she was afraid of doctors in white clothes, the doctor in front of her was very pretty and smiled at her. She was not like the other doctors who looked very fierce. So she finally stretched out her little hand and took the lollipop.
"Give Auntie one of your little hands, okay?"
Liu Jing called herself "Auntie", and her heart was bleeding.
When she was in college, she could shamelessly say that she was the elder sister. After all, she was still the elder sister. She was still a student and a child. She had not grown up yet. When she first came, she could also call herself the elder sister. After all, she was only in her early twenties and was still young.
But now that she is married and a woman, she is not so shameless, so it is better for her to continue to be an aunt.
The little girl thought about it for a long time, and maybe she really was too soft-hearted to take advantage of others, so she offered her little hand. The doctor didn't have a needle, so it wasn't an injection, right? That way it wouldn't hurt.
Liu Liang held the little girl's wrist.
The little girl is softer, more obedient and clever, unlike her two younger brothers who are getting more and more naughty as they grow up. If they run, no one can catch up with them.
If her mother had not been still strong, she would have been driven crazy by her two sons.
It’s a pity that Liu Jing can only have a younger brother and no younger sister in her life, but she can look forward to giving birth to one in the future.
The little girl was eating a lollipop quietly. She looked thin and small, and was very quiet, which made her very lovable.
Liu Liang pinched the little girl's thin wrist, and felt something was wrong as the breath flowed.
The child's mother didn't dare to move. Seeing Liu Jing holding her daughter's little wrist, she thought she was a Chinese medicine doctor and was taking her daughter's pulse. But isn't this the Western Hospital of Western Medicine? How could there be a doctor taking her daughter's pulse, and such a young doctor at that? She guessed that her age seemed to be even younger than her.
Can such a young Chinese medicine doctor be trusted?
Liu Liang didn't care about the doubt and inquiry in the child's mother's eyes. At this time, her breath had already followed that wrong place and finally reached her heart.
It’s so small.
Liu Liang withdrew her hand. Although she had only been in the hospital for a short time, she had spent six or seven years in the hospital in her previous life. This was how she had been living during those six or seven years.
Some people are discharged from the hospital alive, while others never leave the hospital until they die. Some come in, and some leave.
It can be said that it was all a journey through life, and she had seen too many things about life and death. In the end, she also saw how the rest of her life would go.
So she has seen no less about birth, aging, sickness and death than those older doctors.
So, she was very open, but now she was still a little surprised.
This child actually has a serious problem with his heart. How come it has never been checked?
"Is she prone to seizures?"
Liu Liang asked the child's mother.
"Yes," the child's mother rested her chin on her daughter's little head. "She was fine a few days ago, but she's been very naughty these past few days. She cries a lot and seems to cry herself to death."
There were several times when she was scared. Who hasn't seen a child crying? But crying until he is out of breath, and then crying himself to death? The one she had was the kind of child who could cry herself to death.
"Have you ever seen a doctor before?"
Liu Liang asked again while writing on the medical records. Computers were not very popular nowadays, so the hospital still used handwritten medical records.
Liu Liang's writing speed was very fast, and no one knew what she wrote on it?
"No," the child's mother shook her head. "My child has been crying since he was little. I've taken him to other hospitals for checkups, but the doctors all said he's just timid and will be fine when he grows up."
Moreover, her child is timid and afraid of coming to the hospital. As long as the problem is not too serious, she will not bring the child here. Besides, if they are not sick, why come to the hospital?
If she hadn't caught a cold this time, which was incurable, she wouldn't have brought the child here.
Liu Jing reached out and touched the top of the little girl's head.
The little girl raised her face and grinned at her, which made Liu Jing feel a little uncomfortable.
"Take your child to get a cardiac ultrasound."
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