Acting as a fine lady in the era, leading a rough man to make a fortune

Chen Anan followed another comrade on the third floor and started to clean up the third floor.

In addition to corridors and aisles, they also have to do some other work.

At noon, we can finally go to the cafeteria to eat.

Chen Anan took her meal ticket to buy her own meal and sat at the dining table with Comrade Liu Yuemei who worked with her.

Liu Yuemei saw Chen Anan's frown and said with a smile,

"Don't worry, you missed it for the first time today. It's normal. Most people think you start work at 8 o'clock. I was the same as you when I first came here.

But I only found out about it after someone told me.

If you come early tomorrow and we get the job done together, nothing will happen. "

At 6 o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them walked through the ward one by one, wiped down the ward, and picked up simple garbage.

The day's work is over.

Chen Anan sighed. This is a serious job. It is not heavy to say the least, it is just simple manual labor.

But what made her a little frustrated was that when she came to the hospital here, she actually did cleaning work.

Obviously the People's Hospital has no recognition of her. If they don't recognize her, you are just a hygienist.

She can't go to the dean's office and tell him that I am a doctor, that I am capable of performing various surgeries, and that I am also a general practitioner who combines traditional Chinese and Western medicine.

But no matter what, in this era, this is already considered a job.

Moreover, it is an iron rice bowl that others cannot ask for.

If she knew that she disliked this job, she would probably have to scold her for being dissatisfied.

The afternoon's work was to go back after dinner and mop the corridor again while the patient was resting.

The next step is to clean up the corners in various places.

Naturally, they can't rest during working hours. It doesn't mean that they don't need to clean the patient's ward, so they have no work.

Chen Anan followed Xiao Liu into and out of the water room on the third floor the most.

Who makes the water room the place they use the most?

Chen Anan cleaned up the mop and wrung it out. When he walked outside, he heard violent crying from the ward.

Originally, she, a hygienist, was definitely not supposed to enter the ward, but there were too many people watching the excitement right now.

Chen Anan couldn't squeeze out at all, so she had to stand at the door of the ward and watch a little girl in the ward cry heartbreakingly.

"I don't want a shot, I don't want a shot."

"Dad, I don't want an injection."

A man held a little girl and wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and said distressedly,

"Niuniu, be good, don't cry."

"We can get better by getting injections. If we don't get injections, we can't get better."

"I don't want an injection. Auntie's injection would be too painful. I'm afraid of the pain, so I don't want an injection."

The little girl struggled hard, obviously not cooperating at all.

The female nurse next to me was a little embarrassed and said hurriedly.

"Director Wang, there is no way to get an acupuncture."

Just then, the head nurse came over with other nurses.

"Director Wang, what's going on? Niuniu is crying!"

"Yes, Niuniu has been too afraid of needles these past two days. You can also see that the blood vessels in her hands are too thin. She has to have four or five needles for each infusion. The child is afraid."

The head nurse sighed. It wasn't that they didn't want to give the acupuncture a good shot. They were experienced nurses, and they also hoped that the child wouldn't feel any pain when doing the acupuncture.

Especially this is Director Wang's child. Of course, in their minds, they try to make the child feel better.

But this child's blood vessels are too thin.When a needle is inserted, sometimes the blood vessel will be penetrated, and sometimes the blood vessel will burst as soon as the needle penetrates the blood vessel.

Even she, the head nurse, had to insert four or five needles every time.

They also feel sorry for their children, but it is useless to feel sorry for them. There is no such thing as indwelling needles these days.

Basically, the needle is inserted once, the infusion is completed, the needle is pulled out, and the needle is inserted again next time.

And this child has to have an infusion once in the morning and once in the afternoon. Basically, he needs seven to eight injections a day, or even a dozen injections.

No wonder the child is scared. The child is still young but we want to have the surgery as soon as possible.

Now the infusion alone takes seven days.

They were also distressed for the three-year-old child, but there was nothing they could do no matter how distressed they were.

"Niuniu, auntie will help you prick it, okay? Auntie will do it very gently, so that we, Niuniu, won't feel much pain."

Niu Niu suffered from severe hepatitis. For such a young child, the hepatitis condition was much more serious than others. She wore a mask every day.

"I don't want it, I don't want a needle."

Niu Niu held her arms tightly in her arms, with a look of horror on her face. The child was not only frightened, but also sweating profusely. It looked like he was so frightened that he couldn't understand.

Director Wang felt sorry for his daughter, held her in his arms, and gently touched Niu Niu's hair.

"Okay, let's not give in the acupuncture now, be good, Niuniu, let's not give in the acupuncture now."

As he said this, he quietly touched his daughter's arm while she was relaxing.

He handed his hand to the head nurse.

If a child has such a serious disease, of course he needs to be treated.

Sure enough, as soon as Niuniu saw the head nurse tying her wrist with a plastic tube, she burst into tears.

“Bad dad, dad is a liar, dad is a liar.

I don’t want a needle, I don’t want a needle. "

The child cried so much that he hiccupped and almost died.

The head nurse was a little embarrassed and had to withdraw her hand. In this case, it was more difficult to insert the needle.

Director Wang held the child in his arms and coaxed him with a look of embarrassment, so he had no choice but to say.

"How about we do it later? The child can't get an injection in this condition."

The head nurse looked at the time and nodded.

"Director Wang doesn't have much time. There is still half an hour left. If we don't lose early, the child will probably lose until 12 o'clock in the evening."

In short, the child suffered too much.

Chen Anan hesitated for a moment. Such a young child would definitely not be able to bear such acupuncture every day. Not even an adult could bear it, let alone a child.

She had the indwelling needle, but how did she explain it after taking it out?

Chen Anan hesitated for a moment and followed the head nurse. The head nurse sighed and walked back to the nurse's station with the nurse.

"Niuniu is so pitiful. She is so young, has hepatitis, and her mother is gone. It is really difficult for Director Wang to take care of the child alone."

"But the head nurse couldn't help it. Niu Niu's blood vessels were too thin. It's not that we didn't tie it properly, or that our skills weren't good enough.

But doing acupuncture twice a day felt like torture. "

"Don't say that Niuniu has a shadow in her heart, even we all have a shadow in our hearts. I tremble a little every time I take the needle."

"Yes, Niu Niu's blood vessels are too fragile. After removing the needle, it is difficult to ensure that it can be inserted accurately next time. But what can we do?"

The head nurse sighed. The head nurse actually belonged to Director Wang, and my family name was also Wang.

Wang Yueqin was also very sad. As the child's nominal aunt, she really didn't want her child to suffer like this.