He was the only one to be the sandwich cake in this matter. Song Xuelin had already decided that it would be best to recruit a few more people to accompany him, so that it would be easier to explain to Dr. Xie.
Seeing that his junior brothers heard this, Cao Yong simply stood up and led people out.
I don't think I need to explain it to others. To put it bluntly, it's the same as what she said. It's just the behavior of an upright doctor treating patients, nothing else.
Senior Brother Cao's clear example made Pan Shihua and the others frown: Why do they feel that Senior Brother Cao and Classmate Xie are exactly the same and a little bit stuck in the same boat?
There was the sound of wheelchair wheels hitting the floor in the corridor. The manager pushed the patient upstairs.
The nurse in the neurosurgery department had seen the big star appear before. Today, he was surprised to see the big star in a wheelchair. It also showed that the star was really sick.
Wheelchair access to the department's surgical treatment room.
After taking off a series of items that covered her facial features, such as hats and sunglasses, Lin Jiayin's exposed face was extremely pale and her spirit was visibly depressed. Her former radiant glory as a famous musician suddenly disappeared without a trace.
The disease never distinguishes the patient's identity, money, power, etc., but only attacks the human body. In clinical practice, it is common for the rich and the poor to suffer from the same disease. In daily life, two people who are two worlds apart are forced to stand in the same camp because of the same disease.
Inside.
The agent and nurse helped the patient lie down on the bed in the treatment room.
Next, Song Xuelin pointed to the two students on duty tonight: Go and work.
Pan Shihua and Geng Yongzhe almost stared at this cat to death.
He, Song Mao, is not stupid and has nothing to do with this kind of thing, lest Dr. Xie comes over later and sees something unclear and jumps into the Yellow River to wash it away.
As the nurse was going to get rehydration fluids, Pan Shihua went over with a sphygmomanometer to measure the patient's blood pressure, and found that the patient's arms lying beside the bed were shaking uncontrollably.
This was not a convulsion, but Lin Jiayin's whole body was as cold as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and the fear in her heart was indescribable. Her previous words of vowing that she was not afraid of death seemed to be self-defeating.
"Cao Yong, can I play the violin again?" After the injection, Lin Jiayin opened her mouth and asked her classmate the doctor after she calmed down.
As a doctor, Cao Yong said matter-of-factly: "It depends on the situation. As I told you last time, if the symptoms worsen to a certain extent, not only to save your life, but just to save your vision, you can only choose to have emergency surgery."
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"I don't care about anything else. I'm going to go on stage tomorrow night. Cao Yong, you have to ensure that I can go on stage tomorrow night." At that moment, the patient was very emotional.
Before Cao Yong could react, one of his arms was firmly grasped by the patient's classmate's hand.
Student Wei, who was standing watch at the door, took a deep breath and waved anxiously to the people inside.
Pan Shihua straightened up hurriedly.
Geng Yongzhe just turned around and saw classmate Xie walking to the door.
This female top student in their class is a running champion. She is as fast as a man. She walks like a flying star in the hospital.
When Xie Wanying heard that Senior Brother Cao was in the treatment room, she didn't think much about it and led Senior Brother Lu in. She opened her mouth and shouted: "Senior Brother Cao."
When Cao Yong turned around, he stiffened unconsciously.
Lin Jiayin's hand held his arm without letting go.
Lu Tianchi, who was following, saw this scene and his pupils dilated: What is this?
Cao Yong came to his senses, calmed his tone and asked, "What's the matter?"
Only people who know him well can tell that his accent has changed.