Do nothing

On Saturday, Yan Ke took over from colleagues in Group 2 and started his miserable day.

The first is the old man with 8 beds of COPD (Note 1). He coughed non-stop last night. He has used bronchodilators, expectorants, and hormones for a long time, but there is still a large lump of phlegm stuck in his throat.The nurse went to suck the sputum several times, but the old man was still out of breath. He rolled his eyes and told his family members, "I'm going to die" or "Let me die, I don't want to suffer this anymore."Although the family members had been mentally prepared, they still cried together and knelt down to the office to call for help from the doctor.

The 12-bed lung cancer patient in the next room was so noisy that he wanted to go home with his family.The family members did not listen to their persuasion. When the old man got angry, he pulled out the needle himself. The family members cried and called the doctor to persuade him.

The pulmonary heart disease in bed 37 had reached the stage of decompensation, her lower limbs were swollen into balls, and her stomach was full of ascites.The urine output did not come up even after using diuretics, Yan Ke was torn between: should I put the ascites first or increase the diuretics, or honestly ask for a cardiology consultation?

The most irritating thing is the 53-bed aunt with bronchial asthma. She was going to be discharged from the hospital today, but she asked for leave yesterday to go home and secretly went to the mountains with her son and daughter-in-law!drift!flow!It's still the kind that will fall into the water if you bravely enter the torrent!

Then I fell into the water, choked on the water, got a lung infection, and came back after taking 120 for the acute exacerbation of asthma.

The son and daughter-in-law grabbed him and shouted: Doctor!Isn't it all good and can be discharged from the hospital?Why did it suddenly deteriorate again!

Hehe, guess what?

Yan Ke was suppressing his temper and explaining to them that the orthopedic department called and said that an elderly obese patient had just sat up for breakfast and suddenly had dyspnea with chest pain and hemoptysis. He wanted to consult the respiratory department.

When Yan Ke heard it, he felt sleepy, chest pain and hemoptysis, isn't this the fucking triad of pulmonary embolism? !

He asked He Xuanxuan to appease the family members of beds 8 and 12, while looking through the treatment records of bed 37, he shouted at the nurse station: "Call the orthopedics department for an emergency consultation! Call the second line!"

The 53-bed son and daughter-in-law continued to yell: How can my mother be discharged from the hospital now!You just want us to stay a few more days to earn our money!

fart!Your treatment expenses in those few days were not enough for my meal!

Yan Ke wanted to knock down two bottles of Suxiao Jiuxin Pills to calm down.

Before this pile of things was finished, the nurse sent another consultation form.Yan Ke came over to see that the surgical patient, a 72-year-old male patient, was admitted to the hospital for balabala surgery. After admission, the urine routine bacteria were checked +++, frequent urination and urgent urination, and B-ultrasound showed prostatic hyperplasia. Please assist in diagnosis and treatment.

Yan Ke stared at "Consultation Department: Respiratory Department" three times, jumped up and threw the consultation sheet on the ground.

□□What the hell is going on!

Yan Ke had just coaxed the troublesome son and daughter-in-law away, and was adjusting the doctor's order for the 37th bed, when He Xuanxuan came back crying, saying that the family members of the 8th and 12th beds were fighting.

Yan Ke wanted to die.

By the time this mess is over, it's already 01:30.It was only then that Yan Ke remembered that he hadn't ordered takeaway yet, and was strongly condemned by the nurses.He had just finished ordering takeaway when a new patient came up to report.

Damn I almost forgot!Director Wang's expert clinic this afternoon!Director Wang who is so enthusiastic and infinitely plus crazy to admit patients!

Yan Ke saw that there were more than a dozen empty beds in the ward.

……

The air on the mountain is very refreshing, with the unique fragrance of plants.

The mountain that Zhang Xingduan brought Yu Cheng to is a scenic spot. Today is Saturday again, and there are many tourists.Zhang Xingduan led him up from the back mountain.The back mountain is not a regular road for play, and there are no steps. It can be said that the road is full of obstacles.

The uncarved wild mountains and strange rocks are rugged, and Yu Cheng uses both hands and feet, which is really "climbing the mountain".However, for people like Yu Cheng who lack exercise, walking on steps hurts their knees instead.Therefore, he likes this route very much, and plans to bring Yan Ke along next time.

"Tired?" Zhang Xingduan stood on a raised boulder, stretched out his hand towards him, with a sunny and handsome smile.

Yu Cheng was out of breath: "Fortunately, I can persist."

Zhang Xingduan said: "The bag you are carrying is wrong."

Indeed, Yu Cheng thought he was here for sightseeing today, and he brought bread and fruit in his leisure bag.He overestimated his physical strength, and the shoulder bag slid back and forth on his back, which greatly increased the difficulty of climbing the mountain.

Zhang Xingduan went into battle lightly, only carrying a hiking fanny pack.The dark quick-drying clothes wrapped the strong chest muscles, which looked very professional at first glance, exuding vigorous and healthy vigor.

Yu Cheng grabbed the stone wall, raised his head and smiled and said, "It's too late to know now." He took a deep breath, trying to step up, but his sore thighs couldn't exert any strength.

Zhang Xingduan suddenly stretched out his hand, and a beautiful bicep flashed in front of Yu Cheng's eyes, and he had already been lifted up.

"Blame me." Zhang Xingduan said with a smile, "I didn't tell you in advance."

The breeze was blowing, Yu Cheng leaned against the big tree to pant, and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment: "You think I can't see that you did it on purpose?"

Zhang Xingduan smiled, pretending to be puzzled, "Huh?"

"Show off your muscles, tan your face, and exude boyfriend power. You've gotten used to this routine." Yu Cheng threw his backpack over in a cool manner, "Go on."

Zhang Xingduan took it, put his hands on his body, and said with a smile, "What's the point if you said it all?"

Yu Cheng said: "We both know the basics, what's the point of routines?"

Zhang Xingduan shrugged: "It's true."

Then he came up, pressed the back of Yu Cheng's head and kissed him.

Yu Cheng cooperatively kissed him, quickly pushed him away, panting and said, "Wait for me to take a breather."

Zhang Xingduan smiled and handed out a bottle of water: "Let's rest. I really don't plan to play wild P accessories today, and I didn't even bring a condom."

"Me too." Yu Cheng had enough rest, straightened up and looked around, and said with a smile, "Mountain climbing is very interesting, the scenery is good, and the air is also good."

"You can bring Yan Ke here next time." Zhang Xingduan stomped hard on the big rock under his feet, and said seriously, "This rock is good and stable. You can deal with him here."

Yu Cheng said: "It's too hard, it hurts him to touch him."

Zhang Xingduan gave him a playful look, smiled and said nothing.

……

night.

Fifteen beds were filled in one afternoon, breaking Yan Ke's black face record.

The nurses who worked with him complained and expressed that they would never see him again.Yan Ke invited Haagen-Dazs to quell public anger.

Poor He Xuanxuan, she was so stupid to write medical records, she almost fell asleep after dinner.Yan Ke saw that there was nothing to do at night, so he let her go to rest first, and sat in the office to revise the medical records she wrote.

Fortunately, Xuanxuan was very careful in her work, and even though she was so busy in the afternoon, her medical records were still written very well.Yan Ke stretched in relief, and looked at the time, it was only 08:30.

He habitually took out his mobile phone, and only then did he see the WeChat message sent by Yu Cheng half an hour ago, asking if he was busy.

"I just finished my work, and I'm going to die."

Yu Cheng’s WeChat avatar is a disk with black lines on a white background. Yan Ke asked him what it was before, and he said it was called Simao... what kind of disk is Simao, it is a cultural relic (Note 2).Yan Ke clicked on the big picture and looked at it for a while, but he really didn't know what's so good about it.After waiting for a while, Yu Cheng didn't respond to the message, so he had to put down his phone.

By the way, look at the literature.

He went to the locker room and took out the documents that Yu Cheng had sorted out for him, and he couldn't help sighing when he saw the densely packed words.

He only read one article in the past two days, but he couldn't calm down, and he felt sleepy after just two glances.At this moment, the ward was also quiet. He sat down in front of the computer and began to read seriously.

The title of this article is, "Clinical Observation of Mufangji Decoction Combined with Tingli Dazao Xiefei Decoction Combined with Bleomycin in the Treatment of Malignant Pleural Effusion" (Note 3).

……what?

Yan Ke rubbed his eyes and read it twice.My mind was in a mess, and I still didn't understand the topic.

Yu Cheng also marked the source, molecular formula, pharmacological action and clinical use of bleomycin next to him.Yan Ke looked at those small block letters and felt ashamed.

He marked so many things for me that I can't fucking break a sentence.

Yan Ke forced himself to read on, but he couldn't concentrate even more.He had no choice but to read out in a low voice: Mufangji Decoction, He, Tingli Dazao Xiefei Decoction, United, Bleomycin, treatment, malignant pleural effusion, and clinical observation.

After understanding what the title meant, Yan Ke took a deep breath and continued reading.

Yu Cheng not only wrote notes in the blank space of the paper, but also marked the key points of each paragraph for him.Even so, Yan Ke still has a lot of dyslexia.

He can't concentrate.The mind is like a tangle of split hair, scattered to 1 destinations, none of which make sense.Soon, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and there was even a buzzing in his ears.

He couldn't help but glance at his phone.Yu Cheng still didn't reply to the message, which made him even more irritable and guilty at the same time.

He forced himself to pick up the literature again.The words jumped into view one by one, but they could not be connected into complete sentences.He had to read the same sentence over and over again, but when he got to the next sentence, he forgot what the previous sentence said.

...and so on.

Since last year, his concentration has been getting worse.Not just papers, but textbooks as well.As long as it is slightly unfamiliar and needs to be understood and memorized, he cannot read it carefully.

That's why he didn't take the doctoral exam, and he said that he didn't want to do experiments and write a thesis, but he actually knew that he wouldn't pass the exam.

But as long as he signs up, there will be a mentor who will accept him, and he will graduate as scheduled.

The only difference is how disappointed his father was when he saw the grades.

Yan Ke gritted his teeth and continued reading with all his willpower.

It took him an hour to finally finish reading the article, and he found that Yu Cheng had attached his own thoughts at the end of the article, and pointed out the advantages and disadvantages of the article.

... The little uncle is really good, strong in clinical and scientific research.

If the father's son is not him, but the junior uncle, the Yan family will definitely be able to shine again.

Yan Ke bit his lip and lowered his head deeply.

"Yan Ke... Beibei? What's wrong with you?"

...Little Martial Uncle?

Yan Ke raised his head in a daze, and saw Yu Cheng's astonished and concerned face.

"Why... are you here?" His voice was choked with sobs, and Yan Ke tried his best to behave normally.

Yu Cheng looked at the documents on the table, then looked at his eyes, and said with a smile, "You study so hard, your eyes are red."

Only then did Yan Ke feel sore eyes, so he walked down the steps he gave, bowed his head and hummed.

Yu Cheng rubbed his hair: "Uncle Master is very relieved, I'm not in vain to accompany you."

"what?"

When Yan Ke looked up again, Yu Cheng had already sat down by the computer, opened the medical records and said, "I don't worry about the COPD in bed 8, and the old man in bed 12 who likes to lose his temper... Nothing happened during the day, right? "

Yan Ke couldn't help laughing: "The two of them have already fought once."

"No way?" Yu Cheng asked in surprise and curiosity, "What's going on?"

Yan Ke then described the farce with embellishments, and complained about the disobedient Aunt Zhixiao and the unreliable son and daughter-in-law.Yu Cheng couldn't help but laugh, and said with a smile that it was really embarrassing him.

"Go and rest, and get up again if you have something to do in the evening." Yu Cheng clicked on the medical record of the new patient in the afternoon.

Yan Ke rubbed his eyes, he had a good chat with his junior uncle just now, but now he is really tired.

He got up and went to the duty room, and suddenly wanted to ask Yu Cheng if he could live here at night.When he looked back, he saw that Yu Cheng's hair was not completely dry, and he came here after taking a shower, so he was obviously ready to stay.

very nice.

Soft emotions filled Yan Ke's chest, smoothing out the messy hair in his heart.

Note 1: COPD, chronic obstructive pulmonary disease.

Note 2: Four cats lacquer plate.The following is an excerpt from p245 of Wang Li's "Common Sense of Ancient Chinese Culture": This is a plate for food, with the words "Jun Xingshi" written on the plate, and the five characters "Jiusheng" and "Jihoujia" on the bottom of the plate. A total of 1 such cat-painted food plates were unearthed from Tomb No. [-] and No. [-] in Changma Wangdui.There are four cats painted on this lacquer dish, one in the center and three at the turning point of the inner wall at the bottom. The cats are outlined by a single line of red paint, and the inside is painted with gray-green paint. The picture also highlights the cat's wide-open eyes and long tail. very vivid.Attached Figure [-].

Note 3: "Clinical Observation of Mufangji Decoction Combined with Tingli Dazao Xiefei Decoction Combined with Bleomycin in Treating Malignant Pleural Effusion", I found this article on HowNet.The title itself is of course easy for doctors to understand, but Yan Ke in the text has dyslexia so he can't understand it.Peer jokes 23333