maternity hospital

There is still a week before the Spring Festival, the outpatient department is as busy as a war, but the inpatient department is very idle.The Spring Festival is seven days off, and I dare not delay the maternity inspection, and all of them are piled up before the festival.He Quan watched the VIP in the morning and went to the general outpatient clinic in the afternoon. There were more than a dozen patients around the table waiting to read the report, so that he had to lower his face from time to time and yell "Will you be in line?" to maintain order.

Catching up with someone who was just diagnosed with pregnancy, He Quan was just about to order a blood test when he heard the other party say, "Director, I... don't want it."

He Quan raised his head and looked him up and down: he was in his early twenties, with anxious eyes, and the dark blue overalls were slightly bulky on his thin shoulders.

He glanced at the patient information on the screen again. He was 22 years old and had zero maternity records.

"Why not?" The obstetrician would always give some advice to those who wanted to abort their first child.

There are still five people in the consulting room, there is no privacy at all, the patient's face is flushed, and the voice is like a mosquito: "I'm too busy at work..."

"Who isn't busy with work? Are you busy and haven't given birth yet?" He Quan turned his head to the intern and said, "Duanmu, tell the others to wait outside first."

Duanmu got up and greeted several patients to leave the consultation room, but he also tactfully did not come in.Maybe it only takes five or 10 minutes of talking to decide whether a little life has a chance to come into the world.

"Sitting there, it's so tiring to stand."

He Quan raised his chin at the round stool beside the table.The patient sat down, but felt uneasy as if a nail had grown on the stool.

"Come here by yourself? No family members?" He Quan asked.

The patient rubbed his legs and nodded helplessly.

"Not married yet?"

"Ah."

"I don't need to feel ashamed, we are all adults and have the right to enjoy sex life." He Quan grabbed a candy from the tray next to the computer and handed it to him—hypoglycemia is prone to hypoglycemia during pregnancy, so be prepared. "Why don't you ask your boyfriend to come with you?"

"He... doesn't have time..." The patient held the candy, obviously not in the mood to eat it.

"I don't want to pry into your privacy, but you have to think clearly. Don't do it first, because it will easily cause habitual miscarriage later." He Quan persuaded earnestly, "I have been in obstetrics for ten years, and I have seen a lot It’s not uncommon for people to get hundreds of injections for a child and spend four to five million yuan on bamboo baskets to fetch water for a few years.”

The patient let out a long breath, and looked up at He Quan: "Director, although I haven't studied in college, I understand the truth... We who come out to work just want to earn more money while we are young. At least three to five years, there are still patients in my hometown who need money, I really can't afford this child."

"Grit your teeth and pass." He Quan continued to persuade.

"You have a good job, a high income, and you can grit your teeth when you encounter problems, but we... I don't want my children to live the life I had when I was a child."

He Quan smiled and shook his head.

"I was also poor when I was a child. Really, I couldn't pay the rent. On a rainy day, my dad picked me up from the kindergarten and found that the landlord locked the house. When I was in elementary school, the parents of the students who came out gave me advice. I bought it, but I didn’t. But I never complained about my parents, because they did their best. My father has a leg injury. He works in the recording studio during the day and sings in the bar at night. Sometimes he will take me there, I fell asleep. There was no bus at night and I was reluctant to take a taxi. He hugged me with a piano case on his back and walked four or five kilometers home with a limp. My dad can play the piano, so he went to the hotel lobby to play the piano. I went to teach other people’s children, and all the money I saved was used to record records for my father, because he firmly believed that my father was born to be a singer. Unfortunately, my father has a scar on his face, and the brokerage company received his record called He went to the interview, and he waved his hands when he saw his face. When I was ten years old, my father started to sing regularly for well-known singers, and life was better. So, you see, life is like this, take your time, No matter how difficult it is, you can get through it. Maybe this child will have great promise in the future, and you will be able to enjoy the blessings too, right? "

Hearing this, the patient smiled in embarrassment: "Director, are you so earnest to everyone?"

"No, if I meet someone who is irresponsible, I won't bother to open my mouth." He Quan waved his hand, "Go back and discuss with your boyfriend before making a decision. If you guess correctly, you haven't told him yet, have you?"

"Yes, I'm afraid he will be in trouble, his father has cancer and is still undergoing chemotherapy, more than 1 a month, and add another child—"

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door.He Quan got up to open the door, and saw a man wearing the same overalls as the patient in the room, standing anxiously at the door.

The man probably ran in a hurry, out of breath: "Doctor, is my partner like you?"

"Who is your partner?" He Quan thought about it.

"Ye Tianqing." The man swallowed hard.

"Oh, then is your name Lei Shower?" After He Quan finished speaking, no matter how surprised the other party's expression was, he turned his head and raised his chin at the one in the room, "Your partner has come to look for you."

Ye Tianqing hurriedly got up and walked over, dragging the subject to the end of the corridor.He Quan took a look with his head, and then greeted other patients to enter the room.

A few minutes before getting off work, Ye Tianqing walked into the consultation room again, and said to He Quan: "Director, you can prescribe whatever examination you want, I want the child."

He Quan smiled and picked up the printed checklist and handed it to the other party.

When the bell rang in the middle of the night, He Quan reached out to the bedside table with his eyes closed, opened the screen instinctively, and let out a "hmm".

Zhao Yue's voice came out of the receiver: "Director He, come to the emergency department quickly. A patient with placenta previa was transferred from the county hospital and went into the operating room with a sudden pulmonary embolism."

"Fuck me!"

He Quan woke up instantly, turned over and got up.Zheng Zhiqing also woke up, without asking a word, put on her clothes, picked up the car keys and sent He Quan to the hospital.

Seeing He Quan rushing into the operating room, Xue Wei hurriedly explained the patient's condition to him: "Coagulation dysfunction, Li Zhixue was placed half an hour before the operation, and an embolism occurred just before the operation, fortunately it was not in the pulmonary aorta."

"Li Zhixue shouldn't cause thrombus, not to mention the poor coagulation function." He Quan quickly looked at the examination report that Jing Xiao handed him, "He must have other problems, any medical history?"

Jing Xiao said: "I just asked my family members, and they said that after pregnancy, I always have mouth ulcers."

"Are there any other symptoms?" He Quan removed the patient's oxygen mask, gently opened his mouth and observed carefully, and sure enough, he saw two ulcers.

"Nothing else."

He Quan looked at the fetal heart rate monitor, pondered for a moment, and said: "Cut out the baby first, and the fetal heart rate has dropped to [-]. Immediately after the incision, inject medicine to relieve uterine contractions, and leave the placenta in the uterus until the blood clots." Function recovery and reprocessing."

Jing Xiao and Xue Wei questioned at the same time: "But it is easy to be infected concurrently."

"It's better than dying immediately from bleeding, just do what I say, and I'll take care of any problems."

He Quan lifted the cover sheet on the patient, turned off the operating light, and carefully inspected the patient's lower body.Another small ulcer, he frowned when he saw it.Then I got up and observed the position of the needle on the patient's arm, and found that there was abnormal redness and swelling around the needle hole.

"Repeated oral ulcers, genital/genital ulcers, and positive acupuncture reactions, Jing Xiao, what disease do you think?" He Quan asked.

Jing Xiao lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly frowned: "Behcet's disease?"

"Behcet's disease can indeed cause pulmonary embolism." Xue Wei followed up.

"Treatment according to Behcet's disease first, I will talk to the family members, after you finish the autopsy, you will give the two units intravenous vitamin K1 and glucocorticoids, and then call Director Qiao for a consultation during the day before making a complete treatment plan."

After finishing speaking, He Quan turned and left the operating room.

After pushing the patient into the ward, He Quan gave the doctor's order with the nurse on duty and returned to the office.Zheng Zhiqing was sleeping on the sofa in the director's office. When He Quan came in, she got up and gave him the sofa.

Helping He Quan rub his calf, Zheng Zhiqing asked, "Eat something before going to sleep?"

"Not hungry." He Quan rubbed his face and said with emotion: "Zheng Dabai, why don't our children study medicine in the future."

"I thought you wanted Xiaobai to complete the unfinished business for you, go to the chest."

"It's better to study law than to be exhausted."

"Being a lawyer is also very hard. When I was an intern on Wall Street, the partner of the law firm was no easier than a doctor."

He Quan raised his upper body and asked solemnly: "Then what will Xiaobai do in the future?"

"You can do whatever you want, you, don't worry about it." Zheng Zhiqing reached out to touch his stomach, "Maybe the future basketball superstar lives here."

"I think it's a girl." He Quan shook his head disapprovingly.

"Girls can play basketball too. If we are the same height, we will definitely not be short." Zheng Zhiqing said, comparing the height difference between himself and He Quan.

He Quan looked horrified: "Damn, a girl who is more than 1.8 meters tall, forget it, how will you marry in the future?"

Zheng Zhiqing's face darkened: "Marry? Why should I let others take away the roses I raised?"

"If you say you're fat, you'll still be panting." He Quan kicked his thigh lightly, "You want to be an old man before you even put your horoscope on?"

Holding He Quan's ankle, Zheng Zhiqing bowed and pressed him into the sofa cushion, saying, "It's better to have a boy, it's not that I'm conservative in thinking, so I don't worry."

"What about a boy like me?" He Quan tilted his head.

Zheng Zhiqing thought about it seriously. "Then I'll ask a few masters to teach him kung fu so that he won't be bullied in the future."

Raising his hand to pinch the high bridge of the nose, He Quan looked at him with a half-smile.

"Do you want to raise the next Chamu?"

Waking up from the nightmare, Chamu opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. After his breathing subsided, he got up and left the bedroom.

The lighter bounced off, and the smoke was exhaled together with the breath. Chamu bent over the fence of the balcony, staring at the street illuminated by street lights in a trance.For many years, the nightmare has been lingering, and the painful experience after being discovered as an undercover agent is destined to be an unhealed pain in this life.Those evil laughter, unbearable abuse, and rusty smell are very real in the dream.

The light brushed blanket was draped over his shoulders, warming the cold that was blowing through his body from the night wind.

"Smoking again, didn't you mean to quit?" Ji Xianli wrapped the man in his arms with a blanket, "Can't you be like a normal person, shrinking into your husband's arms after having a nightmare and begging for comfort and hugs?"

Cha Mu chuckled, tilted his head and exhaled the smoke.

"Less disgusting people."

"Satisfy my sexual fantasies once in a while." Kissing on the corner of his lover's forehead, Ji Xianli took out a cigarette from the cigarette box placed on the fence, and lit it at Chamu's.

Cha Mu glanced at him sideways: "This cigarette is strong, stop smoking."

"It's okay, the aborigines on the Central American island smoked a kind of dried tree leaves to refresh me."

"Big/hemp?" Cha Mu frowned.

"No, there are no additives. It's healthier than smoking tobacco leaves." Ji Xianli tightened his arms around his waist, "Go back to the house, it's cold outside."

"Finish this one." Chamu flicked the cigarette ash, "Old Ji, I have something to tell you."

"Say." Ji Xianli immediately followed up, "Hey, it would be great if my surname was Gong."

Chamu gave him a blank look, turned to look downstairs, and said, "I've decided to have an operation."

Ji Xianli stopped, stared at Chamu's resolute side face for a long time, and then smiled in relief: "It seems that I am expected to be a father before the age of 45?"

"Don't be too happy too early, He Quan said, just raised the probability from zero to ten."

"If it's ten percent, isn't it one tenth?" Ji Xianli stubbed out the cigarette butt, stretched his hands in front of Chamu's eyes, and pretended to be serious about counting one by one, "That is to say, once every half a month." Opportunity hits."

"Your mathematics was taught by the physical education teacher?" Chamu wanted to press the cigarette butt on his hand, but after thinking about it, he pressed it on the fence, turned around and asked the other party: "Where did you get ten times in half a month?"

"Don't you count the time before going to bed and before waking up?"

Ji Xianli hooked the corners of his mouth, wrapped Cha Mu in a blanket and dragged him into the bedroom—too little?Let's make up for this half month first.