medical simulator

In the ward, there was Fang Miaomiao's cry.

When Muyin heard this, he hurriedly put the phone in, then collected his emotions, opened the door to the ward and walked in: "Mom, what's wrong with you? I seem to have heard you quarreling just now."

"Is it Dad? Dad, she's very busy with work, and you know it." On the hospital bed, Fang Miaomiao's face was pale, his eyes had lost their sensitivity, and he was full of sickness. He stretched out his hand hard, trying to grab Mu Yin's hand.

The hair is quite dry and oily, and it hasn't been washed for a long time.

Mu Yin hurriedly took Fang Miaomiao's hand and shook his head: "Miaomiao, it's not that I was arguing with my father. Dad will come over in a while. I'm trying to find a way for you. What do you think about your feet now?"

"It's numb, I can't feel it, and I can't move. It's a little hot, and I can't feel the existence of my feet."

"Mom, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone to celebrate my friend's birthday. I have caused you so much trouble." Fang Miaomiao was very guilty.

"It's okay, Miao Miao, it's over, no matter what you are, mother can support you for the rest of your life, we are all beautiful, let's live a good life." Muyin said helplessly, tears fell down.

"Mom, has that child been rescued?" Fang Miaomiao asked again after thinking about it.

"What?" Mu Yin felt puzzled.

Mu Yin said, "It's the kid who we called 120 at the intersection of Liuyehu Avenue. What happened?"

"We saw the driver of the big car. After hitting someone, we didn't know if we didn't notice it, so we ran away. So my friend and I drove to chase..."

Hearing this, Muyin was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand, and patted Fang Miaomiao a few times.

"What can you do?"

"I don't know what you said, and I didn't pay attention to it. Now, don't think about anything, take care of your wounds, and calm your mind. You are also a patient now." Muyin then touched Fang Miaomiao's forehead .

Wiping his eyes with his hands, he didn't know what to say.

Fang Miaomiao may also feel that he said something wrong and did something wrong, so he didn't say anything more, but looked at Muyin for a while, and then looked at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking about.

……

After Zhou Cheng had dinner, he still didn't go to the department. He returned home directly, and after washing up, he went directly to the house and made a video call to chat with An Ruo.

"I just woke up for a while, and I'm still lying on the bed." On the other end, An Ruo hid under the quilt, her hair was a bit messy, she looked a little shy, and her voice was very thin.

"You must be exhausted after running around for the past few days. Do you want to rest for a while?" Zhou Cheng asked with distress.

An Ruo flew around, took a car, and basically didn't get much rest along the way.

"No, I'll sleep all the chatting time if I go to sleep again. I'll get up immediately and apply a mask. I want to apply three kinds of masks today, including oil. Wait for me a moment!" An Ruo said, immediately He jumped out of bed and turned on the light switch in the room.

Then put the mobile phone on the mobile phone shelf in front of the dressing table, and then, I heard the sound of water splashing on the sink.

Zhou Cheng knew that it would take half an hour to come back, so he opened his notebook and continued to organize his study notes...

Chapter 325 Position yourself!

When An Ruo came back, her face was covered with oil, and the palms of her hands were also stained with oil, but the oil stains in her palms were not ordinary cooking oil, and they were not greasy, they just looked glowing.

An Ruo squeezed her own hand as a little paw, and asked Zhou Cheng: "Look, is it scary?"

Zhou Chengxin said, girl, our skin is actually pretty good, there is no need to do all these things, but An Ruo defeated Zhou Cheng academically.

According to incomplete statistics, after the age of 25, the quality of the skin of girls will decline, so it is necessary to start maintenance from this time, otherwise it is easy to get wrinkles and spots, and I even took out the article...

"You are even more exaggerated than the oily face man, isn't it uncomfortable to apply?" Zhou Cheng asked, also curious.

An Ruo also asked him if he needed to apply a mask, and also said that good skin care products for boys are more expensive than girls.Zhou Cheng disliked trouble, so he naturally ignored it.

"It's uncomfortable, my face is full of oil, but I can't help it. I don't want to grow old, so I can only waste money. Look at those well-maintained celebrities, walking there, they all look like a girl's face, But they are actually walking RMB.”

"You don't think I'm annoying or vulgar, do you?" An Ruo tilted her head and rubbed her hands together, putting them on her chest like a surgeon after washing her hands.

"No, absolutely not. The love of beauty is an instinct. Everyone has the right and freedom to love beauty." Zhou Cheng told the truth, and then said:

"In fact, I also think that it would be a pity if there are too many shifts with such a pretty face."

An Ruo sometimes asks Zhou Cheng some boring and beyond-knowledge questions, for example, is it better to buy eye cream at this price or another one?

I'm sorry, Zhou Cheng really doesn't know, and he doesn't really want to waste time delving into this aspect, so he can only shake his head and let An Ruo be self-reliant and make his own choice in this aspect.

"Hee hee." Hearing that, An Ruo was very happy, and flashed her little paws again.

"I'm applying oil, and I will apply a cleansing mask later, as well as a regular water-retaining mask."

After An Ruo finished explaining, she said helplessly, "Zhou Cheng, you know, actually, I also think it's troublesome to do this, and it's a waste of time, but time is not forgiving."

These words, from An Ruo's mouth, seem very strange, you are only 26 years old, big sister.

Zhou Cheng didn't continue the topic, but turned around and asked, "You're going to the outpatient operating room tomorrow, do you feel nervous?"

Last week, Professor Su Guoyuan talked about this issue to An Ruo, and Zhou Cheng wanted to ask An Ruo about his final psychological state, to see if he needed to do psychological construction or something.

An Ruo's expression drooped immediately: "It's definitely a lie to say that I'm not nervous, but there's no other way, Mr. Su doesn't want me to follow him anymore, so I have to follow the shift arrangement and go to the outpatient operating room to practice for a while. .”

A nonchalant Versailles.

An Ruo, it took less than half a year for her qualifications to improve, but over time, the self-confidence it brought to her was stronger than what she had built up in the past many years.

"How are you? Tonight, what kind of food are you eating? Is it still rice bowl?" An Ruo didn't seem to want to dwell on the topic of going to the outpatient operating room tomorrow.

"No, I went to the farmhouse, the local duck, the taste is not bad, next time we have a chance, we can go to check it out together."

"Then I drank some wine today. Because of what happened last time, I suddenly discovered that the attitude of the people in the department has changed towards me." Zhou Cheng put away his notebook and chatted seriously with An Ruo.

An Ruo quickly understood what Zhou Cheng was talking about, frowned, and said, "This incident didn't have any negative impact on you, did it? I checked that there are only 76 people in the country. Looks like 77."

Speaking of this, An Ruo was a little worried for Zhou Cheng. A person of this level is not easy to provoke. He is not afraid that he will put on small shoes for Zhou Cheng, but he is afraid that he will be serious about Zhou Cheng and suppress every detail. Development is particularly unfavorable.

If this matter becomes serious, Zhou Cheng's stay in the country will not be smooth, and once An Ruo wants to go abroad for development, it will be difficult for An Ruo to decide whether to stay in the country or go abroad with Zhou Cheng.

"There is no special influence for the time being, alas! Things are crowded together, and there is always a trade-off." Zhou Cheng also sighed.

It's not that he has to be stubborn and fearless of power or anything, it's just that everyone's social position is a person, and a person is a social relationship. If you really want to prioritize, it's difficult, and saving lives comes first.

However, in terms of first-come-first-served, he and An Ruo have been preparing for so long to go home, and when they both arrived at home, they immediately yo-yoed. Zhou Cheng is currently not in the establishment, not in the system, not in the job position, could it be that he doesn't even have time to rest? Can't have it?

Zhou Cheng didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, and he still chose to do it again.

Then, Zhou Cheng smiled again and said: "That person didn't say anything, but a family member who I had emergency surgery before was very annoying."

Zhou Chengcheng asked Fang Miaomiao's mother, Director Quan, to call him and told him to tell him about going to the department tonight.

Zhou Cheng said: "Maybe earlier, it's not that I can't go to the department, but after drinking, I can't go to the clinic. This is a matter of principle, and it is also responsible for the patient. I don't want to break this precedent."

"If this time, I went to the ward to see a patient after drinking, then next time, I might have surgery while drunk, and the next time, I might even have surgery while drunk."

"Rules are rules."

After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, without waiting for An Ruo to answer, he took the initiative to say: "Of course, if it is from the perspective of the patient's family, I can understand them. They value me and hope to find a better doctor for their family. It's human nature that better doctors do the surgery."

"Thinking differently, if it was my family, I would use my own social connections at all costs to ask for a better doctor to treat my family, so that I would have more confidence in my heart."

"I will also make phone calls when it is inappropriate."

Only then did Zhou Cheng speak out the most sincere thoughts in his heart, and then returned the words to An Ruo.

An Ruo originally planned to intervene in the middle, but now hearing what Zhou Cheng said, An Ruo couldn't seem to find a more suitable sentence to answer Zhou Cheng's words.

After more than ten seconds, An Ruo said: "So, clinical practice is very difficult. We doctors target a lot of patient groups."

"Perhaps, in the eyes of that person, or that family member, they just called you once, and only once, you don't need to spend much time. But how can they think of how many people you are facing? ?”

"My own teachers are all from the anesthesiology department, and the information is good, but I heard that there are well-known professors who can't finish the daily information and phone calls, and some even return after a week. Really It's not Gao Leng!"

"There are too many things, too many patients to consult, and inquiries from various social relationships."

"How many people are you in contact with now?" An Ruo rolled her hands.

Zhou Chengbi drew out his right index finger: "One, here." Then he pointed to An Ruo.

An Ruo was stunned for a moment, a little shy, but her face stopped blushing.

And he rolled his eyes at Zhou Cheng: "I'm serious with you."

"Then An Ruo, what do you mean I can get in touch with several more?" Zhou Cheng continued joking.

An Ruo suddenly laughed angrily, and threatened: "I have several brothers, you know very well, if you think you can beat them, you can too?"

An Ruo shook her head left and right, and began to show off.

Zhou Cheng's expression immediately began to calm down. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it, so he brought the topic back to the right path: "An Ruo, I'm asking you a question that has no answer."

"Do you think my choice this time is right or wrong?"

"After all, as far as I am concerned, in fact, after drinking, before I am drunk, I go to the department to see patients. As long as no one reports, nothing will happen."

"And take a look. As the chief surgeon, I can also give the patient's family members peace of mind. For me, it will not increase a lot of workload. On the contrary, after I go, I can still have a hidden personal relationship."

An Ruo shook his head: "But we can't just rely on luck for everything to be fine? What if we are reported?"

"Even, what if it is reported by other family members who don't know the situation? You can't tell."

Zhou Cheng nodded and said, "So wine is not a good thing."

"Drinking is actually a kind of culture. Some people love wine. Aren't you men like drinking and eating meat, chatting and bragging?" An Ruo asked.

"Who did you listen to?" Zhou Cheng felt that An Ruo was biased.

"On the Internet, in TV dramas." An Ruo randomly found an example.

Zhou Cheng thought for a while and said, "When I first drank, I drank recklessness, loyalty, and formality. But now, I think that when I drank, I drank friends."

"Then I also heard that after drinking to a certain level, what you drink is life. My life experience is so long, so I can't taste it."

"Oh, by the way, there is another kind of wine, which is also very good, such as hand-to-glass wine, quilt wine..."

Chatting, talking about everything.

They chatted on time until [-]:[-], and the two hung up the video.

An Ruo went to sleep, and Zhou Cheng also lay on the bed, turned off the light, and calmly analyzed what he had experienced in the past few days.

Zhou Cheng didn't know if it was a deliberate arrangement. He felt that the three cases he encountered recently were very special. His own choice seemed inexplicable, but each had its own reason.

Regarding Fang Miaomiao's matter, I chose to pass Xu Kairan and save her lower limbs.At that time, where I was standing, I was just an ordinary doctor.

Then when I went to Jin City, I chose to go to the emergency department, and I chose the role of a more enthusiastic doctor.

But when that person called me, I chose to become an ordinary person.

Speaking of these things, they have nothing to do with each other, but in fact, medical resources are still limited. If we say that the doctors in Jin City People's Hospital are all very good, I don't need to go to Jin City at all.

If it is said that his ability is average, then Xu Kairan will not stop him at all, and no one will call him.

The sinking of teaching and medical resources must be experienced. This road is very long, and it may be unimaginable.

May everyone in the world be like a dragon, but how can everyone be a dragon?

The next day, in the morning, Zhou Cheng still got up very early and didn't go for a run. Instead, after sending a message with An Ruo, he rushed to the department at around seven o'clock.

A doctor will never be the judge of good and evil. From an objective point of view, the most important thing is to do his own job well.

There may be something wrong with Fang Miaomiao's medical procedure, but it is not something that he can control. Zhou Cheng will not choose to ignore and avoid it because of this. Similarly, he has done it, and will not change it again because of her background. The medical procedures and responsibilities you face.

Since you have chosen the freedom of choice, you must not be blinded by the veil on the surface, and feel that you are the master of life. This kind of thinking is absolutely unacceptable, and you must respect life Heart.

Regardless of whether he is a death row prisoner or something, before he is placed in the final punishment, he is a living life...

When Zhou Cheng arrived, Fang Miaomiao's ward was peaceful.

Zhou Cheng knocked on the door lightly, but no one answered, and then Zhou Cheng knocked harder.

Then I saw a middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a coat and formal attire, opened the door: "Who are you?"

Most of the time in the hospital, Muyin was with him. He knew Zhou Cheng existed, but he didn't know what Zhou Cheng looked like.

"Hello, I'm Zhou Cheng. Because I'm going to the outpatient clinic today, I'll come and see Fang Miaomiao in bed 43 in advance. Are you her?" Zhou Cheng was very polite, and didn't rigidly treat Fang Chujun as Fang Miaomiao's. Father.

"I am Fang Miaomiao's father. Doctor Zhou, please come in." Fang Chujun was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly invited Zhou Cheng in.

Then inadvertently, I looked at my watch, and the time only pointed to five past seven.

While leading Zhou Cheng inside, Fang Chujun shouted in a low voice: "Miao Miao, Miao Miao, Doctor Zhou is here to see you, wake up first."

Following the voice, the pale girl lying on the hospital bed opened her eyes. Her eyes were bloodshot, her face was bloodless, and her lips were pale.

One set of her blood purification equipment has been dropped, and another set of blood purification equipment is still running. The vital signs on the monitor are quite stable.

Fang Miaomiao tilted her head weakly, and didn't know Zhou Cheng. She just heard from her mother that there is a very powerful doctor Zhou here. It is thanks to him that she can keep her legs, but she has never masked her face.

Fang Miaomiao wanted to speak, but Zhou Cheng waved her hand.