Song Song

Going to work the next day, as usual, the shift will be handed over first and then the ward rounds will be completed. After each group reports the basic situation of the patients in their own group, they will briefly say a few words, and then the large troops will go to the ward.

Surgical rounds are always done quickly, "Is your appetite okay", "Does the wound hurt", "I'm recovering well"... two or three sentences, okay, next one.

After a round of walking, it is basically done within 10 minutes.

After checking the room, Chu Yi took a water glass and went to the outpatient clinic.He is an associate professor who was just rated last year. He now sits in the specialist clinic every Wednesday morning. People from all over the country come to see a doctor in their hospital. They have a mix of northern and southern dialects. If they encounter a few emotional patients, they will sit down all morning It feels like my brain is going to explode every minute.

A relative at home has a headache, and he also likes to look for him. In the family group, Aite said, "Xiaoyi, I will visit your place tomorrow. My shoulders have been hurting a lot lately." Hand, seeing a message popped up in the group, and it was related to her son, so the one who gave her a fright, entered it word by word with the handwriting input method, "Just look for Xiaoyi, their kind of big hospital , registration is the most troublesome."

The world of adults is not easy, Chu Yi is deeply touched by this, but one size counts for one size, and he has to register when the king of heaven comes.

Patients came in and out, one after another, until almost ten o'clock, Chu Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least half a day passed.

The next patient came in, before he raised his head, the man recognized him first, "Chu Yi...Doctor Chu."

The voice turned a corner and became humble and deferential.

Chu Yi raised his eyes and thought for a while. It was Fatty Xu from the restaurant who had a good relationship with Lin Xiaosong.

Fatty Xu bowed his waist and helped an old man in, with gray hair, cloudy eyes, plain clothes, about 70 years old.

Chu Yi nodded, motioning for the old man to sit down.

Fatty Xu helped his dad to sit up, "The day before yesterday, I took my dad to our county hospital for a physical examination. The doctor there said that my dad had a tumor in his brain, and asked me to take him to a big hospital." He said and handed over the CT scan. The film, "This was filmed at their place."

Chu Yi took it over, took it under the reading light and looked at it intently, he got a general understanding, pointed to a small area in the film and asked the intern sitting next to him, "Look here, what do you think?

The intern took a closer look: "Low-density shadow, smooth edges without burrs..."

Chu Yi nodded: "Continue."

The intern looked at his teacher and said uncertainly, "Mr. Chu, this should be a pituitary tumor. It doesn't look too big."

Fatty Xu was worried when he heard it, and interjected: "Then what kind of pituitary tumor needs surgery?"

"At such an advanced age, if it doesn't affect your life, there's no need to move." Chu Yi put away the film, lowered his head and wrote down the medical records, with a few lines flying like wildfire, "You go for an MRI first, so you can see it more clearly."

Then he told the intern to type the doctor's order, "Prescribe him an MRI."

Fatty Xu packed the CT film and a lot of registration forms and checklists, unloaded the burden, and relaxed, "Thank you, I'd better come to the big hospital to rest assured, and think about it at home. I don't know what to do."

When he was happy, he patted his father on the shoulder and said in a raised voice, "Did you hear that, the doctor said you are fine, don't have an operation."

Xu's father's ears are not good, and he can't hear clearly, "Huh?"

Fatty Xu ignored his father, looked at Chu Yi and laughed twice, "This old man, just pretend."

He thought of Lin Xiaosong, and casually said, "Songsong is also in Beishi now, have you seen him? That kid is busy, the child is already born."

Chu Yi's writing hand paused slightly, "Do you often meet?"

"I have to go to work. I don't have that time to see each other often. We just had dinner together a few times."

Chu Yi didn't look up, and asked without any trace: "Where does he live now?"

"I don't know, he didn't tell me."

Chu Yi didn't ask anything else. He wrote the medical record and handed it back to him: "Go out from the outpatient clinic. The building next to it is for MRI. You should make an appointment first. I probably won't be able to do it today."

Fatty Xu took it over politely: "Then my dad has finished the MRI, when will he come over next time?"

"I'm still in the outpatient clinic next Monday, so come and see me directly."

"Okay, thank you."

The intern was going to call the next patient to come in, but Chu Yi raised his hand to stop him, looked at Fatty Xu and asked, "Have you seen his wife?"

Fatty Xu was about to leave with his old father on his arm. Hearing this, he was stunned for a while, and then he realized, "You said Songsong, no, I haven't seen it before."

The man smiled dully and said nothing.

After a busy morning, Chu Yi went to the cafeteria to order a casual meal as if he had just returned from a victorious battle on the front line. After eating, he lay down on the small bed in the duty room without taking off his work clothes, and closed his eyes for a while to rest his mind.

He still has two surgeries this afternoon.

When washing his hands before the operation, a colleague with sharp eyes asked him what happened to his hands.

Chu Yi raised his hand and glanced at him, thinking of Lin Xiaosong last night, with his face full of snot bubbles, and his disregard for his image, how could he cry so ugly.

"The puppy bit it." He said with a twitching corner of his mouth.

The colleague smiled, and there was something in his words: "This puppy is powerful enough, he has become a master."

When I got home at night, Mother Chu had been waiting for him for a long time. When she saw him, she greeted him first, and then began to talk about her pile of trivial matters.

Chu Yi was so annoyed that he turned on the TV, changed several channels in a row, and finally sat on the sofa to watch the news broadcast boringly.

Chu's mother peeled an apple for herself, sat next to her son and ate it, "You and Xiao Chen discuss a time for the two families to meet. We have been together for so long, and the parents of both sides have never seen anything like that. What if In the future, when I meet someone while shopping for vegetables, I don’t even know it’s my mother.”

Chu Yi stared at the screen with a stern face: "Their family is all nannies shopping for vegetables, where are you going to meet people?"

Chu's mother rolled her eyes: "You will hate everything I say, and you have the same problem with your father."

Speaking of her ex-husband who hadn't shown up for so many years, Chu's mother was still uneasy. Originally, when a husband and wife quarreled, a man should coax a woman. She said in a hurry, "Okay, let's get a divorce." Her ex-husband died the next day. He led her to the Civil Affairs Bureau and exchanged the red book for the green book.

The story of the two is also very simple. A girl from a well-to-do family in a big city fell in love with a poor male college student, making troubles with the family, and reluctantly got her wish. One year after their marriage, Chu Yi was born.

Probably because of postpartum hormonal disorder, or because of the saying, "poor couples are sad about everything", Chu's mother felt that everything was not going well after giving birth. After picking thorns for eight years, they finally got divorced.

"Do you have contact with your father?" Mother Chu asked her son.

Chu Yi couldn't figure out what she wanted to do, so he gave a perfunctory "hmm".

Mother Chu held the apple and sat closer, "When the two families meet, call your father over."

Chu Yi has a headache. Older women are troublesome. He thinks about it every time he thinks about it, "Why are you calling me here? You two have another fight?"

"Your mother, I'm such a blind person. How can I give you a bad luck when you're overjoyed? Call me over to meet Xiao Chen. After all, he's also his future father-in-law."

Chu Yi turned off the TV, picked up a medical magazine on the coffee table and flipped through it, "It's up to you."

Chu's mother knew that her son thought she was nagging, so she endured it and didn't tell him about the demolition of his grandfather's house. She went to the kitchen to grab some shrimps and fed them to the turtle with great interest.

Seeing her getting excited, Chu Yi reminded, "Don't feed too much."

Mother Chu didn't care, and had her own set of classic theories: "If it is full, it will naturally stop eating, and it can still feed to death. I have never heard of a thousand-year-old tortoise with an 8-year-old tortoise. Raising a tortoise can feed it to death, unless it It's a fool."

As he said that, he threw another one down, and said in a teasing tone like a child, "That's right, you little idiot."

Chu Yi closed the magazine, threw it casually, and kneaded his temples a few times, "Stop feeding it, it's just an idiot."

The lights are on outside, and the barbecue restaurant downstairs is booming. "Free beer", "[-]% off today"... the horns are loud and clear.

Under the huge gimmick, customers come and go like cutting leeks, crop after crop.

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