Yue Wentong narrowed his eyes and when he saw Xie Wanying's cuffs being suddenly pulled by someone, his eyebrows were pulled.
The one who held her white coat was a child's hand. Xie Wanying lowered her head, and the little girl over seven years old in front of her was filled with a small face and she was about to cry, which made people heart-wrenching.
"Doctor, doctor, please save my dad, my dad is inside!" The child's little crying voice sounded, soaked in the child's despair and uneasiness.
"Where is your mother?" Xie Wanying couldn't help asking the child.
It is completely unreasonable to let a child stay here alone with the patient. But now this situation can only explain what it means.
"My mother is gone. I came from my hometown to spend the New Year with my father. My father works alone here." The seven-year-old child is already like a little adult, reporting to the doctor in all kinds of ways.
Hearing this, the people around who could hear the children and the medical staff who could hear them were like Xie Wanying, and they didn't know what to say.
"Little Junior Sister." Huang Zhilei shouted.
Xie Wanying could only let go of the child's hand and comforted the child: "Don't worry, your father will be fine."
Yes. The child nodded like a little rabbit and listened to the doctor's sister and waited outside.
Following my senior brother, I entered the emergency room. The narrow emergency room was supposed to accommodate only one patient, but now I have pulled up the curtain and there are at least three patients inside. Today, as my senior brother expected, the emergency patient was as I was expecting.
It's overwhelming.
I don't know which patient the child's father is. Xie Wanying looked at it one by one: Among the three patients, the youngest was a male patient in his early thirties. The hanging bottle hanging beside the bed stated that the patient's name was Liu, and it should be
The kid's dad is right.
The other two patients, one is an elderly aunt with a gastric tube inserted into her nostrils to drain the flow. The clinical diagnosis was gastrointestinal bleeding. She didn't have a bed if she wanted to transfer to the gastroenterology department or surgery department.
The other is a car accident patient, right next to Liu's bed, with a dead expression.
When he followed his senior brother, Xie Wanying pulled up the curtains and blocked the vision of the patient in the next bed. At first glance, she could actually see the extreme fear in Dad Liu's eyes. No patient would have seen the patient in the next bed die if he died.
Fearful.
"What's the situation?" Huang Zhilei asked the surgeon on duty in the emergency room.
"Don't mention it. When I went there, 120 on the phone didn't make it clear. When I went there, I saw that cerebrospinal fluid was spraying out of my nostrils. When I thought, it would be meaningless to come back and ask you to come down from your neurosurgery. My heart stopped when I arrived.
I'm right, pressing it to the family. "When the emergency surgeon said this, he was grateful to me quickly and grateful to me for the tone of my voice.
Of course, Huang Zhilei wanted to thank his colleagues from different subjects for this: "Thank you, I will ask the person on duty to invite you to dinner."
"Is your department named Wang on duty? Forget it." Dr. Jiang, the emergency surgery department, waved his hand.
It can be seen that Dr. Wang is not very popular, so people don’t want to invite him to dinner.
Huang Zhilei took out the hospitalization form and registered the situation.
"Is she?" Doctor Jiang suddenly looked at Xie Wanying standing behind Huang Zhilei.
"The intern who came to our subject to internship." Huang Zhilei thought of taking the junior sister with one sentence.
Chapter completed!