maternity hospital

Passing by the nurse's station and meeting He Quan, Qiao Qiao saw the top button of his shirt collar, raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to pull it.

"Sister! Don't!" He Quan hurriedly grabbed the neckline, and his neck and ears turned red instantly.Before going out, Zheng Zhiqing dragged him again, and when he got into the car, he found that his neck was covered with red spots, and he had to fasten the buttons until he was about to strangle him.

"The mosquitoes in your family are powerful enough. In the winter, they can bite you so that your neck is red." Qiao Qiao let go of her hand with contemptuous eyes, "Let Qian Yue apply some alcohol to disinfect you."

"I'm afraid it's not just the neck that needs to be disinfected, right?" Qian Yue said with a smile.

Qiao Qiao gave Qian Yue a thumbs up.He Quan couldn't help but turn around and leave after signing.Before he took two steps, the phone at the nurse's station rang. Xiaojuan called from the VIP clinic, saying that a patient had an emergency and asked He Quan.As soon as He Quan heard the patient's name, he quickly confessed to Qiao Qiao to let her take the intern on a round of the room, and rushed to the outpatient clinic immediately.

The patient's name is Jin Hexun, and he is a VIP among VIPs in Hequan. He doesn't say how much he spent, but his situation is really special.In the new year, I will be 50 years old, and there is a 17-year-old son in front of me.The second child after 18 years, in his own words, has completely forgotten how the first child was born.

Before entering the consultation room, He Quan heard Jin Hexun's voice.He opened the door and went in, turned his head to Mao Xinming, his son who came with Jin Hexun, and motioned him to go to the waiting area outside first.Jin Hexun is the vice president of a brokerage company. From the first day he came to Dazheng to report, He Quan knew how busy he was.Almost one phone call after another, all urgent matters.

He Quan waited for about 10 minutes before Jin Hexun finally hung up the phone.He shook his head at He Quan, with a helpless look on his face: "I'm sorry, Director He, there are two artists who want to record a show today. Since seven o'clock in the morning, the film crew has not stopped calling."

"Okay, then let's hurry up and don't delay work." He Quan called up his medical records on the computer, "Why is it uncomfortable?"

Jin Hexun wrinkled the bridge of his nose, and said with a sad face: "The child didn't move all day yesterday, so why don't I get up together and hurry over here for you to see."

He Quan glanced at the fetal heart rate test report given by Xiaojuan, got up and opened the curtain beside the treatment bed: "The fetal heart rate is fine, you lie on it, and I will take a look."

The probe slowly slid on the skin, He Quan stared at the Doppler image, the expression on his face made Jin Hexun a little nervous.

"Director He, are you okay?" He asked nervously.

"The little guy is a bit fat. It's about four catties. There are still ten weeks left. He can't grow to nine catties?" He Quan shook his head, "It's because I have to move, I'm too lazy, I have to spank my butt."

Jin Hexun breathed a sigh of relief: "Director He, our family's old Mao has used all his life's knowledge on this child. I go home every day with a full banquet. I can't say anything about him. He is so nervous that he can't stand it at all. .”

"At this age, everyone has to be nervous." He Quan handed him a pack of tissue paper and asked him to wipe off the coupling agent, "If you want me to say, Lao Mao should advertise that restaurant, and eat his dishes, over half a year old Bai is still majestic and majestic."

"They are shocked, can others bear it?" Jin Hexun wrinkled his face and waved his hands, got out of bed and straightened his clothes, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, Director He, at this age, who still cares about that. We both slept in separate rooms before After two or three years, suddenly one day, he became more fierce than when he was young."

He Quan's smile froze slightly after seeing the weight gain value in the medical record. After thinking for a while, he asked, "Old Jin, have you eaten in the morning?"

"No."

Standing up and opening the door of the consulting room, He Quan waved to Xiaojuan: "Juan'er, test the patient's fasting blood sugar."

As soon as the results of the blood glucose meter came out, He Quan's forehead immediately tightened—the fasting blood sugar level reached eight, and the pregnancy sugar did not run away.When Jin Hexun took the glucose tolerance test before, the results were not bad, but he was so old, He Quan would test his blood sugar every time he came to the obstetric examination, and he still couldn't escape in the end.

"Old Jin, stay in the hospital for a few days to control your blood sugar." He Quan put his arms around his chest and warned him solemnly: "No wonder the child doesn't like to move, and his feelings are soaked in sugar water. Let alone your age, you are in your 20s Yes, it's easy to get blood sugar this high—"

He swallowed the words "stillborn", and he had to tell his family members.Jin Hexun frowned immediately, and just answered another phone call, urging him to deal with the matter now.

"Director He, I don't have time to be hospitalized. There are a lot of things in the company."

"Let me tell you, it's absolutely impossible to go on like this. If you give birth to a child with type I diabetes, won't it ruin your life?" He Quan said, the landline phone on the desk rang, and Director Pan of the Production District called him Past consultation.He called Mao Xinming into the room and told him, "Xin Ming, call your father and tell him to come here immediately. Also, I have to go back to the ward, watch your father, don't let him slip away!"

"Director He, I can't control myself? Can't I take insulin?" Jin Hexun chased He Quan out, but was stopped by his son who was nearly a head taller than him.

Mao Xinming has been in the entertainment industry since he was a child, and his words and actions are much more mature than his actual age: "Dad, listen to the doctor. As for the work, just leave it to Gao Qi."

Jin Hexun stared at his son in dissatisfaction: "This kid, Gao Qi is your name? You have to call him Uncle Gao."

"He's only a few years older than me. Why do you call him uncle?"

Mao Xinming was too lazy to talk, took out his mobile phone to call his father, and then called Gao Qi to inform him that Jin Hexun was going to be hospitalized.

"Let Vice President Jin take a good rest. I'm the company's business." Gao Qi's voice paused, "Where do you live? I'll take time to visit him."

"Dazheng." Mao Xinming said, glanced at the fidgeting Jin Hexun, took the phone and hid outside the clinic, "Don't come here, my dad will definitely let you report to work, when the time comes, I will feel like grass. But I can't stand him."

"I promise not to talk to him about work, but to bring some fruit or something to condolences."

"Don't bring anything, his blood sugar is too high, you have to keep your mouth shut."

"Then Lao Mao can't help you with anything?"

Mao Xinming tapped his forehead with the heel of his palm, and said helplessly, "It's all his fault. Every day, he makes different kinds of food for my dad. I haven't seen the same kind of dessert in a month."

"Are you jealous?"

"No, I really want a sister."

"Are you sure it's a girl?"

"Well, my dad kept pestering Director He for questions during the prenatal checkup last time, and Director He asked him to prepare more skirts."

"Old Mao was so happy." A laugh came from Gao Qi's side, "Okay, let's not say more, I'm busy now."

"Wait!" Mao Xinming held the microphone and lowered his voice, "Gao Qi, my birthday will be in a few days, don't forget to promise me!"

"..." There was a silence from the receiver, "I'll talk about it later."

"Eh? Are you looking for an excuse again—Gao Qi? Gao Qi?"

Mao Xinming frowned and put the phone back in his pocket.

He Quan scolded Jin Hexun's husband, Mao Ting, in the office.

"You raise a pig, what do you eat when you grow fat? Look, you have gained seven catties a week!" He Quan angrily tapped on the medical record, "I heard from Xin Ming that you make desserts for Lao Jin every day, do you know that? You know you can't eat sweets like that at this age!"

Mao Ting listened to the training with his head bowed, his expression slightly solemn.Jin Hexun's working environment has high requirements on appearance. In order to maintain his figure, he has never seen him eat a few full meals in most of his life. It is a waste of time to marry such a senior chef as him.Recently, Jin Hexun wanted to eat sweets. Of course, he would not miss the opportunity to be courteous. He also specially learned from his brothers who learned pastry everywhere, in order to make desserts that are suitable for daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law in different ways.

Relatives and friends all said that it is the child who wants to eat sweets at the moment, and it has nothing to do with the adults, so he tried his best, and whoever imagined it would be self-defeating.Although He Quan also said just now that if there is no problem, you can eat whatever you want, but there are some problems that don't show up if you don't eat them.

"Let me tell you the truth, Lao Mao, gestational diabetes can cause stillbirth and deformities with a probability of up to 30%." He Quan counted the complications for him with his fingers, "What adults are facing is infection, acidosis, dystocia, There is also the possibility of type II diabetes. If the blood sugar cannot be controlled, it will be necessary to have an operation! The alveoli of the child who is more than [-] weeks old cannot be opened, and he will be sent to the NICU for intubation and put on a ventilator. Do you feel distressed when you see it?"

Mao Ting nodded vigorously, fine beads of sweat emerged from the corner of his forehead: "Director He, just tell me what I should do, it's all up to you."

"Just give me a good look at Lao Jin, let him cooperate with the treatment, and never allow him to slip out of the ward for half a step!" Facing a family member who is old enough to be his father, He Quan somehow saves the other party some face, which is to put the young Husband, he has already scolded people.

"All right, all right, don't worry, I sleep with my eyes open."

He Quan curled his lips: "It's not time to be a cook in the army, and you still sleep with your eyes open, afraid of being attacked? Besides, why did he sneak out in the middle of the night?"

Mao Ting smiled embarrassingly: "To tell you the truth, since the two of us got married, I haven't seen him go to bed on time."

"The later you sleep, the more disordered your endocrine system will be." He Quan raised his hand and pointed towards the ward, "I just saw that Xin Ming gave Lao Jin his laptop to the ward, but you can watch him and don't go to bed after ten o'clock. "

"Okay, I will remember."

"Also, he has to eat pregnant sugar meal, other than that, he is not allowed to give a single peanut!"

"sure."

He Quan got up and patted Mao Ting on the shoulder. After finishing the ugly words, he had to save face: "Old Mao, no matter what, you are growing strong, and you are almost sixty and you can still give birth to a second child. What do you eat every day?"

"Director He, let's talk about this in private." Mao Ting's old face was not red, and he leaned a little closer to He Quan's ear, and said mysteriously: "During the first Spring Festival, Mr. Qi from the Huayi Hall came to me. Then eat, the old man is happy, and he left a 'thousand gold prescription'. If you say that this Chinese medicine is a cow, it is much more effective than Wei/Brother!"

Thousands of dollars?He Quan frowned slightly - why haven't I memorized this prescription?