"My God, how could someone put a family planning product on their head?"
At the county hospital, just as I rode my bicycle to the entrance, a middle-aged woman dressed rather fashionably covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise.
Her pupils trembled violently, as if she had encountered the greatest setback in her life.
How could anyone wear something like that on their head? The thought of a certain possibility... she was so shocked she almost fainted.
You took... you took their heads in?
As a result, the bandage got stuck on his head and he couldn't get it off, so he had to come to the hospital.
What a sacrifice his wife must have made! No wonder she was covered in blood.
The woman, whose worldview was being shattered by her own imagination, didn't even bother to lower her voice; her exclamation was loud enough for everyone around to hear.
Throughout history, medical clinics and hospitals have always been places with a large flow of people, so you can imagine the sensation this statement caused.
Pairs of eyes, like searchlights, shone down, all wanting to see which hero was wearing family planning supplies on their head.
Zheng Yan felt a burning pain on his face. The curious or disdainful gazes seemed tangible, making him wish he were dead.
During his years as the commune secretary, he could not be called a local tyrant, but he was a powerful figure whose every word and action made the production brigades tremble.
When did you encounter such an embarrassing and awkward situation?
At this moment, Zheng Yan was filled with hatred. Instead of being grateful to Ruan Xianxian for saving his life, he hated her for causing him to fall and break his forehead, and hated her for putting that thing on his head and making him a laughing stock.
This was all before Zheng Yan knew that the culprit who smashed his office was Ruan Xianxian. Considering his injuries, his confidants didn't dare to say anything the whole way.
"Stop waiting to be struck by lightning! Go inside!" Zheng Yan roared.
What a clueless idiot! Didn't he know to put some clothes on his face before going out?
The bicycle stopped, the confidant registered, and Zheng Yan covered his face and ran into the emergency room.
Looking up, Zheng Yan met the doctor's shocked gaze. His smile was more like a grimace. "If I told you my forehead was cut, would you believe me if I put this on my head to stop the bleeding?"
The doctor put down his pen and pinched his brow. "Old comrade, although family planning supplies were originally used on the battlefield to stop bleeding, prevent water damage, and prevent infection, that was only under brand-new and sterile conditions."
"You've already used this one, haven't you...?"
The doctor didn't say anything, but it looks like it's been used quite a few times; the edges of the damage are yellowed.
Zheng Yan: ? ? ?
It took all my willpower to keep me from screaming at the hospital.
Seeing that his complexion was not good, turning from pale to red, and his lips were trembling, I was afraid of upsetting the old comrade, so I arranged for him to be placed in a hospital bed to treat the affected area first.
The family planning supplies were cut open, and the doctor took out medical disinfection tools and dipped them in iodine for disinfection.
"The wound is not deep and does not require stitches. Just be careful not to get the wound wet for a short period of time."
Hearing that the wound wasn't deep and didn't need stitches, Zheng Yan hadn't even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when the doctor asked again, "Does your wife have any gynecological problems?"
What?
Having suffered too many blows in one day, coupled with blood loss, Zheng Yan was somewhat disoriented and asked his wife if she had a gynecological problem. Could it be that this male doctor was having an affair with his wife?
A person who doesn't cultivate their moral character will see everything as yellow, even if their eyes are connected to their bladder!
Seeing that his complexion had worsened and his eyes were flashing with hostility, the responsible and good-natured doctor explained:
"Because you... wore the family planning product inside out, and the exterior of the product came into contact with the wound. To prevent cross-infection, I must ask you about it."
Zheng Yan was struck dumb.
The doctor was just asking routine questions and wasn't too worried. After the Cultural Revolution began, fewer and fewer patients dared to defy the rules and contract syphilis.
The only thing to be careful about is that some men and women are not clean and do not wash themselves regularly, nor do they wash before or after sex. Women, in particular, are more prone to gynecological diseases.
After listening to the doctor's explanation, Zheng Yan's voice trembled with fear, "I...I don't know!"
His wife, who is very clean, has refused to let him touch her since she found out about his affair with Xiaoli.
As for Qiong Miaoli, he couldn't very well peel her clothes open to take a look...
The doctor asked, "What about the smell? Did you notice any unusual odor before or after intercourse?"
Upon realizing something, Zheng Yan's expression changed drastically. Yes, there really is.
He even hinted at his displeasure and told her to wash, but there was still a lingering stench after she washed.
The other party explained to him at the time that the weather was too cold to wash properly, and that the pants were just covered in cotton for too long.
Zheng Yan couldn't hold it in and vomited.
He grabbed the doctor's hand in a panic, pleading, "Save me, please save me! I'm the commune secretary, and the members of five production brigades depend on me for their livelihood. I can't let anything happen to me!"
Seeing his reaction, the doctor already knew the answer. He quickly wrote down a form by hand without looking up and said, "I suggest you and your spouse have a blood test."
Cross-infection of the wound can be life-threatening in severe cases.
Even if Joan Miu Li did have a gynecological disease, as long as it wasn't a highly contagious sexually transmitted disease, the chance of infection from a brief contact with the wound was very low.
Besides, the two have had "barrier-free communication" before, and their bodies have some immune cells against each other.
But Zheng Yan didn't understand. He only selectively heard "life in danger," and instantly collapsed onto the narrow examination bed.
His face was visibly sallow. "Hospitalization! Doctor, I need to be hospitalized for a thorough examination."
The good-natured doctor was about to suggest waiting until the blood test results came back before considering hospitalization when a nurse from the emergency room interrupted him.
"You're hospitalizing for such a minor injury? You're wasting medical resources. And you call yourself a leader? Shameless!"
Anyone who's been a nurse knows that relationships in hospitals... well, they're pretty messy!
The young nurse immediately saw through the old man's behavior; she was young and hot-blooded and almost spat in his face.
The doctor was initially dissatisfied with her attitude towards patients, until the nurse whispered a few words in his ear, at which point the doctor's expression gradually froze.
The two men glanced at him and whispered a few words to each other.
She glanced at him again and muttered a few more words.
Their gazes grew increasingly strange, making Zheng Yan's hair stand on end; they must be talking badly about him.
Nurse: "Have you forgotten? There are several special patients staying on the top floor. Our hospital is not suitable to admit patients with minor injuries."
Doctor: "That makes sense."
Nurse: "Besides, this guy in front of us is a high-ranking official. If we're not careful, he might come into contact with those people and his thinking might be corrupted by foreign organizations. Who will bear the consequences?"
The doctor felt there was something wrong with what he said. The hospital had just admitted five foreign enemy agents who had been beaten to the point of near death by the First Army and were being treated out of humanitarian considerations.
But it's uncertain how many of those five people will survive, so how could they possibly have the energy to cause trouble?
Based on the principle of "better to avoid trouble than to cause problems," patients do not need to be hospitalized until the blood sample results are available, and even then, they may be too ill to be discharged...
The doctor refused Zheng Yan's request to be hospitalized immediately for examination.
Zheng Yan saw this as the doctors and nurses deliberately making things difficult for him, and he sneered as he stood up.
"You wait."
He absolutely has to stay in this hospital. The doctors all say that he might die. What if he is the one who "might die"?
...
"Have you heard? A patient who came to the hospital wearing a family planning product on his head came to our hospital director and is making a fuss about being hospitalized."
"What? What are you doing in our hospital wearing family planning supplies on your head? Go to the mental hospital next door!"
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