Zhu Yilong--A Warm Smoke

"Oh my god, that's great!" Song Nuan's little heart was beating wildly, and she almost threw the phone away. She couldn't help shouting excitedly, "Then do you know any political figures in Beijing?"

Zhu Yilong paused, "Why did Doctor Song ask that?" He was extremely polite.

Song Nuan was too lazy to delve into the meaning of the other party, and calmed down a little, "I mean, do you know the big names in Beijing Tiantan and Shanghai Huashan hospitals?"

Zhu Yilong was very smart, and immediately understood what Song Nuan meant, "I can try to contact you."

Song Nuan was overjoyed, "That's great, you can contact me now, I'll send all your mother's films, and ask the experts to consult. Is it an elective operation, or here, or transfer to another hospital first. Sorry, we have nothing to do with this Several hospitals do not cooperate remotely, and you still have to communicate with experts."

"Miss Nuan, come and see bed 47." Minmin shouted at the nurse's station.

Song Nuan was chatting to a critical point when she suddenly heard movement on bed 47, and her heart skipped a beat, "Mr. Zhu, I'm going to see a patient. Please contact me when you arrive."

Zhu Yilong also heard Song Nuan's fuss and thanked him repeatedly. He waited for Song Nuan to hang up the line before hanging up the phone.He was on his way to the airport. At this time, Beijing was in a traffic jam. He opened the car window, took a deep breath, and started calling non-stop.

Mu Mu, who was temporarily acting as the driver, took a look in the rearview mirror. Zhu Yilong nestled in the back seat without saying a word after finishing the phone call. The brim of his hat covered most of his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.Mu Mu was a little worried, but he didn't know how to comfort him.It was rare to have a break recently, the studio arranged a dinner together, everyone was ordering food, Zhu Yilong said to call his mother first, after a few words on the phone, his face became ugly and scary.Everyone was quiet, no one knew what happened, Mu Mu had never seen Zhu Yilong lose his composure like this, his eyes were red.He didn't hang up the phone after booking the plane ticket, so he jumped into the car, and the two of them rushed all the way to the airport.

There was a sound of ignition, Zhu Yilong lit a cigarette, he took a puff, and immediately strangled to death again.

Zhu Yilong is very self-disciplined, he doesn't smoke much, the space in the car is small, and he has never smoked before, so he probably can't help it now.

Mu Mu felt distressed, "Brother Long, it doesn't matter, you can smoke. There are no girls in the car."

Zhu Yilong shook his head with a calm tone, "Send me to the airport, go back and have dinner with everyone, I will probably stay in Gucheng for a few days, please ask Sister Chan to help me arrange work."

Mu Mu agreed, "Brother Long, I'll go with you."

"No need." Zhu Yilong was firm.

I won't say much about wood, and it's useless to say too much.

When Zhu Yilong arrived on the seventh floor, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening. The ward was very quiet, most of the patients were asleep, and the corridor lights were very dim. He vaguely saw a few elderly people sitting on the massage chairs in the lobby, chatting and washing their feet.The nurse's station was very big. He saw the nurse in front of the computer at a glance, and asked, "Hi, may I ask which room is Ms. Shen Nian who came to the hospital today?"

The little nurse had a round face, and looked up blankly, "We don't have a patient named Shen Nian, I just finished my shift. Did you go to the wrong place, this is the Department of Neurology."

"It's the neurology department. I'm hospitalized this afternoon. Is your doctor Song there?" Zhu Yilong suddenly couldn't remember Song Nuan's name, only knew her surname was Song.

The round face snorted, "Song Nuan night shift, you are talking about the anonymous man, right? Song Nuan admitted a three-no patient at noon, who is in bed 47. Here, opposite."

Zhu Yilong said thank you, looked at the number of the bed in the next ward, and sure enough, it was opposite the nurse's station. He was about to open the door, but was stopped by the round-faced nurse.He glanced at the nurse's badge with a round face, "Nurse Ding, I am a family member of the patient, can I go in and have a look?"

Ding Xiaona said quickly: "I didn't stop you, I forgot to tell you that your mother is taking care of you. Just wait for a while."

Zhu Yilong's face was slightly red, but fortunately he couldn't see it even after wearing a mask, "It's okay, I'll go in and wait."

"Your mother can't get out of bed, so you better not go in, but don't worry, Dr. Song is inside. Come here and sign first." Ding Xiaona called him to the nurse's station again regardless of 21, and took out a stack of notices to preach Single communication record.

Zhu Yilong listened to Ding Xiaona explain the precautions in his ears, but his mind was in the ward, looking back from time to time.

Ding Xiaona comforted him, "Don't worry, your mother is fine."

Zhu Yilong said: "Thank you, why can't my mother get out of bed."

Ding Xiaona handed him the pen and said: "Sign, sign here. The doctor ordered you not to get out of bed, and you can't use force. Your mother didn't agree to the enema. She didn't recognize anyone except Dr. Song, so Dr. Song said help her."

Zhu Yilong was in a complicated mood, and suddenly heard someone shouting, "Wait, don't sign yet." He turned to look, and a white shadow flashed in front of him, someone snatched the pen and paper from his hand.

Ding Xiaona shouted: "Song Nuan, don't make trouble."

Zhu Yilong stood up and looked at Song Nuan in front of her. She was wearing a short ponytail, the mask was tightly covered, and the isolation gown was clean and tidy. She gave Ding Xiaona a white look, "What's the signature? The patient's name hasn't been changed yet. Hey, this Mr. Wei, your mother is asleep, come with me to the office." Song Nuan said and left first.

Zhu Yilong came back to his senses, oh, and followed, Ding Xiaona's persistent voice was still in his ear, "Give me back my pen."

Song Nuan calmed down, waited for Zhu Yilong to enter, closed the office door, and said as calmly as possible: "Please sit down."

"Hello Doctor Song." Zhu Yilong stepped forward two steps, as if he wanted to shake hands with her and say hello.

Song Nuan was startled, took a step back quickly, and threw her hands behind her back, feeling extremely impolite again, hurriedly said, "Well, my hands are dirty, I'm sorry."

"You're being polite, thank you for saving my mother." Zhu Yilong didn't feel embarrassed.

Song Nuan said: "It should be, it should be." She washed her hands hastily, sat down in front of the computer, took a medical record and handed it to Zhu Yilong.

Zhu Yilong waited for her to sit down before taking his seat, took the case in doubt and asked, "This is it?"

Song Nuan had a classic literary face, her eyes were not particularly big, her eyelids were close to her inner double, she was not considered a beauty in the current aesthetics, so she never had any image burden, and she didn't care about her image in front of a handsome guy, she stretched Lazily said: "Your mother's case, you can take a brief look first, this is the admission record."

Zhu Yilong said thank you habitually, and looked carefully.

Song Nuan took off the mask, took a sip of water, and quietly looked at Zhu Yilong. He was sitting upright, wearing a peaked cap, his hair was a bit messy on his forehead, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, as if the mountains were far away.He probably came in a hurry, he didn't bring anything, he was wearing casual clothes, maybe a limited edition, Song Nuan didn't recognize him, and he wore the same little white shoes for thousands of years, he looked like a student from the school next door.Song Nuan was too arrogant, took another sip of water, and waited until he had finished reading before saying, "There is good news. About two hours ago, the patient's symptoms basically recovered, wait, you don't need to take off the mask, put it on, I will Afraid that others will recognize it." Suddenly seeing Zhu Yilong take off his mask, revealing that charming face, Song Nuan was a little excited to be blinded.

Zhu Yilong smiled: "It doesn't matter, you can continue."

Song Nuan cleared her throat, and then said, "Your mother's language and body functions have fully recovered, so we now consider her to be a TIA attack." She thought about her words and tried not to use medical terms, "It means that the blood vessels are not completely blocked. , although there is a possibility of reoccurrence, the prognosis will be better, and it is very likely that there will be no sequelae. However, the aneurysm is still very troublesome. At present, I dare not rule out that your mother's symptoms are caused by this aneurysm. I would like to ask you, you Does the mother have any medical history of cerebral infarction in the past?"

Zhu Yilong frowned slightly, and said, "Doctor Song, you don't need to always call you, you can call me Xiaozhu or Yilong. As far as I remember, my mother has never been hospitalized."

Song Nuan was kind, "Then does your mother have high blood pressure, and does she have any family history?"

"No."

"When was your mother's last check-up?"

"I went with her just a few days ago. Her blood lipids are high, but everything else is basically normal."

"Did you do a brain MRI for the physical examination?"

"It doesn't seem to be there. It seems that I have to make an appointment. My mother finds it troublesome and cancels it again."

"Does she usually have headaches and dizziness?"

Zhu Yilong paused, he opened his mouth, and finally shook his head, with a sad expression, "I don't know. Maybe there is, but I haven't mentioned it to me."

Song Nuan sighed, "I think you've already checked the aneurysm on Baidu. It's such a big aneurysm that you usually have symptoms. This is a patient's film." Song Nuan got up and put the film on the reader, turned on the light, and Zhu Yilong stepped forward. After looking at it twice, I was confused.

Song Nuan had expected it, she took the printed article from the printer and handed it to Zhu Yilong, "This is the popular science on aneurysms, please read it first. Wait for me for half a minute." She ran to the duty room to get the laptop , boot to find information.Combining PPT teaching, document reading and watching videos in practice, Song Nuan spent nearly 10 to [-] minutes, and finally gave an overview of the disease of aneurysm, exhausting all his life's knowledge.

Zhu Yilong's IQ is very high, and he has a thorough understanding of the basics. His brows became even tighter. Song Nuan brought over the department's computer and called up the 23 bed medical records and return visit records. "This is a hospitalized patient of ours last month. The symptoms disappeared two days later, and an aneurysm was found during the brain examination. Our surgeon did not dare to perform surgery, so we suggested that he go to a higher-level hospital. During the follow-up visit, his son answered the phone, and the aneurysm burst when the patient was sleeping that night. .”

Zhu Yilong was startled and remained silent.

Song Nuan continued: "Aneurysm is like this. It may be fine when you are seventy or eighty years old, or it may be broken as soon as you say it. In fact, this patient was very stable at the time, and we did not expect him to be on the day he was discharged from the hospital. So your mother is actually very dangerous. Do your best, but your level is limited.”

Zhu Yilong straightened his expression, "Don't worry, Doctor Song, I understand, and I will never make trouble out of no reason." He compared the two MRI films carefully, and asked hesitantly, "My mother's tumor seems to be bigger."

Song Nuan was amazed in his heart. From the time of the call to now, Zhu Yilong perfectly interpreted the most cooperative family members, the extremely restrained feelings, the cultivation deep in the bones, the online response to the IQ, and the calm and rational cooperation. If the timing was not right, she would have shot the case Started, "Yes, but the location is better and the danger is less. I don't know how the contact with the experts in Beijing is going. What's their opinion."

Zhu Yilong said: "I found a few acquaintances, but I haven't heard from them yet."

Song Nuan nodded, "Then wait a little longer. I didn't talk to your mother for fear of adding to her psychological burden. You go to see her later, comfort her more, talk less, let her rest more, ensure her emotional stability, and be careful not to Get out of bed, and don’t use force to defecate.”

Zhu Yilong nodded again and again, trying to write it down, and suddenly heard a grunt, he was wondering, and saw Song Nuan's face turned red strangely, this girl who seemed confident and calm and scolded Fang Qiu felt very embarrassed. Stomach, blushing a little unable to lift his head.