The fake rich lady of the era relied on mind-reading to win.

Chapter 16 Difficult Patients

After delivering the cotton-padded clothes, Song Zhiyao did not pay special attention to the follow-up. She knew that Luo Meixin would come to the Song family if there was any disturbance, so there was no need to spend much time on it.

Now she is an independent doctor and has a lot of patients assigned to the hospital every day.

Although busy, it is also very fulfilling.

As soon as I arrived at the hospital that day, I was stopped by nurse Li Yan, "Dr. Song, you are on duty in the pediatric department today. A difficult patient has just arrived."

Song Zhiyao looked at Li Yan's slightly furrowed brows and her tone of voice, and guessed that the patient must be in a bad condition now.

An emergency situation is not the time to ask questions. "Nurse Li, take me to see that patient quickly."

Following Li Yan to the ward, she heard the sound of children yelling as soon as she reached the door. The sound made people feel distressed. As a doctor, Song Zhiyao was rational.

What she wanted most now was to know the condition of the patient. Song Zhiyao gently opened the door. A five-year-old boy was sitting there. His face was red, perhaps because he had been crying for too long. A woman wearing patched clothes was coaxing her anxiously. With.

Judging by the woman's age and anxious state, she knew she was the child's mother.

Even though she opened the door very lightly, when the boy saw someone in doctor's uniform coming in, his eyes were full of fear and he quickly hid behind his mother. Song Zhiyao also understood that this was the child's natural fear of doctors.

Even if the child is afraid of her, Song Zhiyao understands that she must communicate with him in order to know what is going on with him.

Before Song Zhiyao planned to communicate with the child, she first asked the child's mother, "Comrade, tell me the child's specific situation first, so that I can judge the child's problem."

As soon as the child's mother saw the doctor coming, she was a little doubtful whether a doctor as young as Song Zhiyao could treat the disease, but she thought of her son who had been crying since last night.

Not caring about anything else, he anxiously took Song Zhiyao's hand, "Doctor, you're here. My child has been crying since last night. I asked him what was wrong but didn't say anything. I took him to the health center for a checkup last night. .

The doctor at the health center couldn't find anything wrong, so he asked me to take my child here for a checkup.

Doctor, please check on the child quickly. This child didn't eat anything this morning. He even only smelled his favorite meat buns. "

After listening to the family member's description, Song Zhiyao also frowned.

There is nothing wrong with this child, and the doctor at the health center has checked it out. However, the child keeps crying and refuses to eat. If he feels uncomfortable, he will definitely complain.

This problem can only be started from the child. Song Zhiyao walked to the child and asked softly, "Hello, kid, I am Dr. Song, what is your name?"

Don't worry, I won't give you an injection today. You just need to answer my questions well. "

After Song Zhiyao finished speaking, she kept observing the child's changes. When she heard that there was no need for injections, her eyes were no longer as scared as before. At this time, she took out a piece of candy from her pocket.

"I heard that you haven't eaten. If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. Come, Dr. Song, treat you to a White Rabbit candy. You can answer me after you finish the candy."

Seeing the piece of candy that Song Zhiyao took out, the five-year-old boy glanced at his mother. From the look in his eyes, he longed for the candy, but he still had to see whether his mother agreed.

When Song Zhiyao saw this, he quickly said, "What a sensible kid. Let your mother peel off the candy wrappers for you."

The child's mother originally didn't want to accept the piece of candy, but when she saw the child's eager eyes, she thought that the child had not eaten candy for a long time, and as a mother, she felt heartbroken and guilty.

After struggling for a while, he picked up the candy in Song Zhiyao's hand, quickly pushed it away, and stuffed it into the child's mouth.The face of the child who had eaten the candy was full of happiness, and there was no noise as before. Song Zhiyao was observing the child's condition from the side.

The child was eating candy carefully. He held a small piece of White Rabbit candy in his mouth for a long time. During this period, Song Zhiyao also asked the child's mother about the child's daily habits.

While chatting, I also learned that the child’s mother was a single mother and she was an educated youth who returned to the city. The child’s father was also an educated youth. No matter that he left Yangcheng after being admitted to college and never came back.

They only held a simple wedding ceremony in the countryside and did not obtain a certificate after returning to the city. The child's father said that he would pick them up after he settled down.

There has been no news for two years. She now has no stable job and works odd jobs here and there every day to earn some living expenses for the mother and son.

The child is usually carried by her mother, and is usually fine. The child has no bumps. The child has been crying since she came back last night.

No matter how much she asked and checked, she found no physical problem with the child. When she mentioned this, the woman became even more anxious, fearing that there would be any problem with the child.

"Doctor, you must take a good look at the child. If there is really any problem, even if you ask me to sell blood, you must cure him."

After hearing this woman's experience, Song Zhiyao felt full of sympathy. She had observed the child and there were no other serious problems. She quickly comforted her and said, "Comrade, don't be anxious. Maybe the child doesn't have any problems."

After watching the child finish the candy, Song Zhiyao squatted beside him and concentrated on listening to the child's voice.

The nurse and the child's mother nearby thought that Song Zhiyao was observing the child's problems at close range.

[This candy is so delicious. How great would it be if I could always have such delicious candy?

But my mother wants to leave me, just like my father. 】

At this time, the child who had finished eating the candy started to cry again. Song Zhiyao knew that he was feeling sad and didn't know where he heard that his mother was leaving him.

Seeing her son crying, the mother on the side became anxious again, but when she saw Song Zhiyao staring at the child, she did not step forward.

[Grandma said that if my mother wants to get married, she just wants to have younger brothers and sisters with other uncles, and she won’t want them anymore. I’m a procrastinator. 】

Hearing this, what else does Song Zhiyao not understand?
The child was not sick at all. It was just because of something his grandmother or others said that made him emotionally unstable at the moment and extremely afraid of his mother leaving.

Just use this crying method to attract the mother's attention. Thinking of what the child's mother said, the child does not have much sense of security.

"Kid, you've eaten my candy, can you tell me your name now?" Song Zhiyao reached out to wipe the child's tears and asked softly.

"Zhang Junhao, this is the name my father gave me!"

Zhang Junhao's words made Song Zhiyao more certain, and she started to check on him again, and found that there were some bruises on his arms, and they were from a long time ago.

Song Zhiyao discovered that these were definitely man-made. The child's mother was busy doing odd jobs all day and had no time to care about these. Or maybe she noticed these and felt that these bumps and bruises were inevitable.

But Song Zhiyao couldn't think that what she just heard from Zhang Junhao was definitely caused by his grandmother or other people who took care of him. She usually told her children about things at home.

Of course, it was someone else's family matter that she couldn't tell directly, and she had no evidence, so she could only slowly elicit it from the child.

(End of this chapter)