Chapter 200
Qi Fengzhi is guilty of being a thief. She wants to steal Jiang Xiuru's man, so she can approach her shamelessly, but if someone finds out, she still knows how to write the word shame?
She still has to be a human being, and she has to work in this hospital. The most important thing is her daughter. She is in the same school as the first day of the new year.

On the first day of the new year, that dead girl knew a lot of people, so if she spread the word, how would Mo Lan stay at school?
On the first day of the new year, my mother and I didn't find Qi Fengzhi, and we didn't find Meijing in the ward, so we planned to leave, but we were stopped by the patients in the same ward.

"Are you here to look for the patient in bed number two?"

The patient was a lesbian, in her 50s, covering her stomach with her hands, and she didn't have the strength to speak, but she still insisted on asking about the first day of the new year.

"Yes, is she out of the hospital?"

On the first day of the new year, I thought this woman was very kind, so I answered politely.

"When she left, she said that if someone comes to her, give her this note."

The patient took out a note from the pillow, and with just one simple movement, she was already sweating profusely from the pain.

"You don't move."

On the first day of the new year, he hurried forward and took the note.

She was a doctor herself, and she was very concerned about the patient's demeanor, and asked her in a low voice:
"Did you have an operation?"

"Yes, I just had surgery."

The patient was gasping for breath, his answer was weak, beads of sweat dripped down his face,

"Don't move, I'll take a look for you."

On the first day of the new year, it was entirely out of a doctor's instinct to lift off the patient's clothes and check the wound.

Generally, the pain is so severe, one is because the anesthetic is too strong, and the patient cannot bear the pain from the incision.

Second, it was caused by infection. She observed that the patient's face was very red, as if he had a fever, so she worried that it was a wound infection.

"On the first day of the junior high school, don't move around."

Jiang Xiuru broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly stopped her daughter, this elder sister had just had an operation, so she touched the wound casually, and then opened the wound.

"It's ok."

The patient was very kind. Although he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe, he still excused himself for the first day of the new year, and he didn't mean to blame him at all.

"Mom, the doctor is here."

In the stalemate, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the patient's daughter ran into the room with the doctor, calling for the doctor anxiously.

"Doctor, take a look, my mother is in severe pain."

"Don't worry, I'll take a look."

The doctor was a gay man, and he was very steady. The patient's family members were in a hurry, but he didn't panic. He came over and put on gloves, and gradually removed the gauze covering the wound to observe the wound.

I didn’t leave on the first day of the new year, so I stood aside and watched. The patient’s incision was from the ribs to the stomach. This was obviously a major operation. The incision was sutured with brown sutures. The wound was white, and the flesh was turned on both sides. pervades the ward.

In this case, there is no doubt that the wound is infected. On the first day of the new year, Xiumei couldn't help but tighten her eyebrows. The wound was infected so badly just after the operation. Could it be that the surgical instruments were not properly sterilized?Or the patient is infected constitution?

The doctor couldn't help frowning when he saw this. In this case, he had to cut off the rotten meat and change the dressing again.

This was a change of dressing without anesthesia. The patient was trembling with pain, and his teeth were almost shattered. He tried not to cry, but he was too weak to move.

"The wound is infected. You must pay attention to what you eat these days. I will ask the nurse to give you an IV immediately."

The doctor left with a single order, and the patient's daughter cried in distress.

"Mom, you have suffered."

Jiang Xiuru looked at the patient's daughter nervously. Jiang Xiuru recognized her as soon as she entered the door. She was the daughter-in-law of the director of the factory where she worked.

Conflicted in my heart, should I go over and say something?say hi?

(End of this chapter)

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