In Chang Jiawei's mind, it doesn't matter which department he goes to be a surgeon. If you think that such a free-spirited person can achieve success under the name of a playboy, when he really wants to focus, you can imagine what a terrible result it will be.
"When the patient arrives at the hospital tonight, he can do a CT scan first." Fu Xinheng suggested. It is said that the patient has not had a CT scan yet due to the limited medical conditions in the local area.
"I have notified Doctor Guo, and the patient has arrived and needs medical examination." Chang Jiawei did not object to his opinion.
Given the patient's current condition, he needs to undergo spinal CT and lung CT.
Holding chopsticks, Chang Jiawei reminded Xie, who was eating across from him, "Yingying, eat slowly. You're full. We're not in a hurry to go back. It's just right to go back after dinner so we can catch up with the emergency department's CT report."
The senior arranged everything, and Xie Wanying followed the arrangement. She was thinking about whether she should go back to see Geng first, but she had to give up after the teacher said that.
You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient. What doctors need to do when dealing with cases is to be calm and not impatient, because impatience can only make things worse.
After finishing the hot pot, it was past eight o'clock. Several people set off for the hospital. While the two teachers went to park the car, Xie Wanying excitedly ran to the third orthopedic department by herself.
Walking into the ward, I saw a cool young figure standing at the door of a ward in the corridor. Xie Wanying called out, "Squad Leader."
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When a classmate has something to do, the monitor must be there. Turning back to find that it was her, Yue Wentong's eyes flashed with surprise, wondering who would have tipped her off. When she came closer, he asked, "Did the counselor notify you to come?" It stands to reason that he and the counselor did not notify other students, so all the students should not know except him.
The monitor didn't know what she was doing tonight. Xie Wanying thought about it and didn't say that she was going to dinner with her senior. She just said, "I received a call from the counselor saying that I'm back. - Where is Teacher Ren?"
Ren Chongda sat in the doctor's office with Dr. Guo, who was on duty, to help students understand the patient's condition.
Before waiting for Master Chang and others to come up to discuss the case, Xie Wanying decided to visit Geng and his brother first.
Geng's brother, Geng Yonghui, was staying in a double room. This was a special arrangement made by Chang Jiawei. Yue Wentong took her to the ward and gently opened the door.
There are two beds inside. The quilt of the one near the door is neatly folded. The patient in bed 15 has asked for leave to go home.
There was a basin of water on the bedside table of bed 16. Geng Yongzhe stood beside it, opened the thermos and poured some hot water into the basin, then wrung out the towel and prepared to wash his brother's face.
Seeing this, Yue Wentong walked over quickly, helped him pick up the empty thermos, and then went outside to get some hot water.
"Thank you." Geng Yongzhe turned around and expressed his gratitude to the squad leader repeatedly.
Yue Wentong didn't bother to be polite with him, and pointed, "Yingying is here, if you have anything to say to her, just say it."
Following the monitor's instructions, he saw Xie standing at the foot of the bed. For a moment, Geng Yongzhe's expression flashed with complexity, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to have thousands of words to say but he didn't know where to start.
Xie Wanying and others first observed the patient's condition.
The boy lying on the bed was about fifteen or sixteen years old, covered with thick white hospital cotton, revealing a thin face with an unhealthy pale and slightly reddish complexion. His nose and lips were similar to Geng's, and the overall impression was that he was a younger version of Geng, no doubt a brother.
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