Chapter 1265 Too Rough

The night nurse was sweeping the bed, and also heard the noise, hurried out of a ward, and looked at it with her head.

It's better not to quarrel with the nurse, Zheng Ren first let go.

Under normal circumstances, even if the patient's family has an opinion, they will be a little polite when facing the doctor. After all, as the old saying goes, seeking a doctor and asking for a disease is no longer a word for seeking, but it always makes sense.

In addition, Chang Yue had a good chat with those two silly sons yesterday, and Zheng Ren was confident that they would not cause too much trouble.

"What's wrong?" Chang Yue looked behind Zheng Ren and looked over.

"It's estimated that there's a commotion. Go and change your clothes when you're all right. Don't be so fond of joining in the fun." Su Yun dragged Chang Yue back, his tone was sour, which made Chang Yue roll his eyes.

"It must be the patient's family quarreling." Chang Yue said.

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned.

"The old lady's two sons are not easy to work, and they hate each other. There is really no way." Chang Yue said: "Yesterday, I gave the old lady's nose porridge to drink, and I almost choked to death..."

"I'll go!" Su Yun was surprised, "Is it intentional."

"I don't think so, but they are thick hands and feet, and they are rather clumsy." Chang Yue said: "The two complained about each other and rushed to work. Maybe they are the ones who are naturally clumsy."

Although he couldn't believe it, Zheng Ren still felt that the judgment of an old doctor like Chang Yue was right.

Those two silly, silly guys? Zheng Ren thought, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A little helpless, but a little happy.

Although everything in today's society is only final, but this kind of silly and silly person can still make people feel a little warm.

Thinking about it, he strode into the department, instead of changing his clothes, he went straight to the ward.

Two tower-like black and strong men were arguing, and other patients' families in the ward had displeased expressions on their faces.

Not only unhappy, but more disgust and irritability.

A potty fell to the ground, and yellow urine was scattered all over the place. Zheng Ren can smell the smell from a long distance, and he understands the feelings of the family members of other patients.

No one wants to be with such two living treasures.

After Zheng Ren listened carefully, he understood what the two men were arguing about.

It turned out that one person was in charge of catching the old lady's urine with the potty, but the other one appeared behind him for some reason and knocked the potty away as soon as he turned around.

Although Zheng Ren has been in medicine for less than ten years, he has seen thousands or tens of thousands of patients and family members in addition to his internship time. This is the first time he has encountered these two superb.

According to normal logic, both of them are extremely tired of taking care of the old lady, and this kind of patient should have given up treatment long ago and lied on the bed at home.

If you have a mouthful of food to eat, you are lucky if you are guaranteed not to starve to death.

Then, when hypostatic pneumonia appears, the patient can't stand it and die.

If the patient's vitality is relatively tenacious and survives hypostatic pneumonia, there will be bed sores, muscle atrophy and other long-term bedridden complications.

In short, the patient must have reached the end of his life in the county and city hospitals, and he will never survive the imperial capital.

The old lady in front of her, although dirty, has no pneumonia or bedsores. People who are bedridden for a long time avoid these two complications, and it must be carefully taken care of by their families.

These two are really weird.

Zheng Ren, a clumsy person, has also seen it, but he has never seen such a clumsy person.

"Professor Zheng, I have something to trouble you." A middle-aged man saw Zheng Ren appearing at the door. Knowing that he was a senior doctor in the medical team, he quickly squeezed out and whispered beside Zheng Ren.

"Oh, you said." Zheng Ren didn't notice himself at all when he looked inside, just caring about the brothers who were arguing and wiping urine on the floor with shoddy toilet paper, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's inconvenient to talk here, I can take a step..." The middle-aged man looked around, the patient's family, the doctor on duty, the night nurse, and groups of people were watching. He was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice.

Zheng Ren understood the meaning of the patient's family. He smiled and said, "It's the old lady who doesn't have a good rest. She wants to be transferred to a ward."

The man was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head embarrassedly, and said, "Professor Zheng, I am very satisfied to be admitted to the hospital. But... you can also see that these two are arguing all day long, and my mother has a heart attack. Almost committed."

"..." Zheng Ren shook his head, speechless.

This kind of thing, I really don't blame the patient and the patient's family.

Originally, there were three beds in a ward, plus the patient's family members and escorts, 6-8 people squeezed in a room of more than ten square meters. The air is dirty and breathing becomes much more difficult.

If you catch a snorer, you won't have a good night's sleep.

If you catch two or three snoring at the same time, the snoring sounds together, like a symphony. Don't talk about one night, don't even think about getting a good night's sleep during the entire hospital stay.

Sometimes it's up to fate.

Obviously, the lives of the two patients in the same ward and the family members of the patients were not very good.

He couldn't hold on anymore, and Zheng Ren judged that he wanted to give himself money and transfer a ward.

But on the side of the imperial capital, wards are in short supply, and there are patients outside who want to be hospitalized but can't. How can other people be willing to transfer a ward?

"In this case, don't worry. After the shift is over, I will discuss it with the director. Are you optimistic?" Zheng Ren smiled and comforted the patient's family.

While they were chatting, Chang Yue had already changed her clothes and walked in.

As soon as the short stature Chang Yue entered the ward, the two black tower-like men stopped arguing almost at the same time, and looked at Chang Yue quietly like a pupil who made mistakes.

"Hurry up and clean up, I'll have surgery in a while." Chang Yue was not upset either, and started mopping the floor with the mop he asked the hygienist for.

"Doctor Chang, I'll come."

"Doctor Chang, I'll come."

The two black and strong men stretched out their hands at the same time, like two dark clouds, and the person who pressed them couldn't breathe.

"You clean up the bed, clean up the table. Hurry up and don't disturb other people." Chang Yue just said lightly.

For some reason, those two men didn't resist Chang Yue's words at all, and went to pack up obediently.

"Speak softly in the ward. The other patients are also very old. What if they are really scared of having a heart attack?" Chang Yue "scolded" the two men while mopping the floor.

The two of them laughed embarrassingly, "Bang dang~" The person who cleaned the table overturned the water glass, and the hot water inside gurgled out, steaming hot.

"..." It really got busier and messier.

Zheng Ren is also very helpless, thinking that it is really not easy for this old lady to survive until now.

Zheng Ren covered his eyes with his hands and left helplessly.

It's good not to make trouble, but these two stout men are too rough.

"Boss, you said that after so many years, how did they persist?" Su Yun asked beside Zheng Ren.

"Who..." As soon as Zheng Ren opened his mouth, he remembered that the patient had a history of cerebral infarction for about 3 years, and he lost his ability to take care of himself after the cerebral infarction.

He smiled and shook his head slightly.