Chapter 130： Protecting dignity with life

"The patient's disease is not transmitted through the respiratory tract, but the ward tastes relatively large, so it is even more difficult to wear a mask." Zheng Ren said with no expression.

The ward tastes great, and it means that everyone knows.

In general wards, air circulation is not prohibited. Although the number of patients plus family members is relatively high, the air is somewhat dirty, but there is no strange smell.

The patients infected with tetanus are from rural areas, and the sanitary conditions are almost worse than the average person. Plus the door is closed, the window can not be opened, the air pollution is much more serious than the general ward.

Everyone thought that when the next round of ward rounds, other people would wear masks, but no one was wearing them.

The careful thinking in the middle can only be understood by doctors.

The family members of the patient will see that the doctor does not wear a mask when checking the room in other wards, and wearing a mask when coming to his relative's ward, this may hit some people's self-esteem.

Although this has nothing to do with the treatment of doctors, doctors and nurses have enough reasons to wear masks to check the room, but whether it is Zheng Ren or Chang Yue, or Su Yun, they feel bad, so everyone does not wear the mask to enter. .

The patient's condition was stable, and the posture of the angulation was very strange. After the input of tetanus antitoxin, the patient was slightly relieved, and the limbs were fixed with tied hands.

Zheng Ren also carefully observed the patient's limbs blood supply, if there is ischemic necrosis ... the fun is big.

Half an hour, this is the sixth round of ward rounds. Every time the muscle tension and angle of the angle bow are reversed, Changyue has detailed records.

Although there are not many changes every time, it can be clearly seen that the patient's condition is progressing in a good direction.

It should be like this, Zheng Ren finally let go.

After all, the treatment of tetanus infection, just written in the book, did not personally experience, who knows what will happen to hell.

Or the textbook is more reliable, Zheng Ren recalls, is it that he should buy the new version of the textbook and read it again?

When I was in college, I was still in the fourth edition of the surgery. I don’t know if I changed to the eighth or the nine edition. Looking back now, the harvest is definitely bigger than before.

From the ward of the tetanus patient, Chang Yue and the family members who took care of the patient greeted each other, then gently closed the door, and everyone took a breath.

At a time, it was close to lunch, and Zheng Renshun took everyone to see the patients in the emergency room.

Because the surgery is clean and beautiful, the patient recovers quickly.

Entering each ward will get a smile.

As a heart of Zheng, there is a lot of fate and benevolence. He knows that these smiles filled with true feelings are mostly given to Changyue.

It is really a three-point treatment, seven-point nursing, Changyue psychological work is done well, and the patient and the patient's family are recognized. Zheng Ren is not upset.

In a ward, a tall figure is stacking quilts.

The quilt in the ward was originally a nurse who was responsible for stacking up every morning, but because there were more family members, it was generally messy.

The man was seriously stacked, his hands were like magic, and a few clean pieces of tofu were sorted out.

The other two patients in this ward were patients who had been on the surgery for more than five days. They sneaked home after the end of the vacancy, and the ward was empty with a neat appearance.

"Fan Tianshui." Chang Yuedao.

"Yeah." The tall man turned and saw Chang Yue and Zheng Ren and others, grinning and grinning.

He was Su Yun and Chang Yue who had been drinking eleven boxes of big green sticks that day, and were sinister appendicitis patients who came back from Chu.

The recovery is really fast, the infection is toxic shock, and even less than a week can be discharged, Zheng Ren feels in his heart.

This person's physical quality, fear is not generally good.

"Let's stay a few more days." Chang Yue said.

"No." Fan Tianshui’s straightness, as if it were a gun, would not bend. "I owe a lot of money to the hospital, I will return it as soon as possible."

He said it was very serious and frank.

"Zheng Zong, Fan Tianshui asked for automatic discharge. There was no fever in the last four days, and there was no positive sign in the abdominal examination. The incision was changed, no redness, exudation, and good healing." Changyue routine and Zheng Ren explained the patient's condition.

Although it is good to sign the automatic discharge, Changyue still habitually said the patient's situation.

"Are you talking about that?" asked Zheng Ren.

He remembered that this should be the first thing that Changyue asked himself to do, and to find a job for this man.

At the time, he contacted Xiaoliu and found a security job at the step house company.

Although I don’t earn much, I’m hungry, it’s better than being outside.

Seeing Fan Tianshui’s behavior and manners should be retired from the army. Zheng Ren maintains respect and respect for the soldiers from childhood to large.

Fan Tianshui did not discredit the troops. Although Zheng Ren did not know what kind of story he had before, but when he had no money, he would turn himself into a gangrenous appendicitis and would not do anything illegal.

He used to protect his motherland with his life Now he uses his life to guard his dignity. This is enough to be respected.

"I have contacted, I advised him for two days, he agreed." Chang Yue smiled.

"Well, go there, isn't the director of money not solved?"

"I owe money to return, and it is natural." Fan Tianshui said: "I would also like to thank a few of them for taking care of me during this time."

"Polite." Zheng Ren waved his hand and was ready to check him out. If there is no problem, he can be discharged automatically.

Can't remove the line, the thick needle is stitched, Fan Tianshui can estimate it.

"Dr. Zheng, I will send my contact information as soon as possible." Fan Tianshui stepped forward in two steps, and a sigh of suffocation came. "I can contact me in the future, I can play."

Looking at his serious expression, Zheng Ren smiled.

"I am telling the truth." Fan Tianshui is a little anxious, for fear that Zheng Ren does not believe.

"I listened to Chang Yue, you would rather lose money, and did not touch the people who depend on you." Zheng Ren smiled and asked.

"It’s all people, they used to be soldiers. Isn’t it just to protect the country?” Fan Tianshui scratched his head and was embarrassed. “Dr. Zheng is a good person. In the ranks, the military doctors can basically come back alive. Once someone touches the doctor Everyone is desperate."

Zheng Ren suddenly remembered a battle in southern Xinjiang decades ago. The other side raided the rear field hospital, and the soldiers were red-eyed, and they used hard fire to plow dozens of square kilometers.

Fan Tianshui was upright and respected Zheng Ren and others for a military ceremony. He even picked up his own "baggage" and walked out of the ward.

"Is Zheng always here?" Fan Tianshui almost hit a person and he almost slammed openly, smiled apologetically, and left.