When he returned to the doctor's office, it was no surprise that Brother Meng was having a preoperative conversation with a patient.

This patient, like the 33rd bed just now, also has a bladder tumor and will have an electroresection tomorrow.

But this was originally Senior Brother Meng's patient.

Zhang Tianyang found a chair and sat down diagonally behind Senior Brother Meng without interjecting.

But also silently observed.

"Doctor, ...... you just said"

The patient is a middle-aged man, not much older than 33 beds, but his temperament is much worse.

The whole person was in a state of anxiety, and his face was full of eagerness.

Senior Brother Meng would be interrupted by him in the middle of his words, asking for some details.

His family is also a middle-aged woman, who is his wife.

Wearing fat, colorful clothes, the face is also anxious.

Every time he opens his mouth, he slowly closes it after the patient asks first.

In the entire doctor's office, there was only the "snapping" sound of keystrokes and the sound of doctors whispering to each other.

After the couple started talking before the operation, the relatively quiet environment became inexplicably noisy.

Zhang Tianyang observed for a while, and felt that his braincase was a little buzzing.

But this is actually the norm for patients and their families......

After being stunned for a while, Zhang Tianyang finally saw that the phone in the corner was empty.

Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, Zhang Tianyang instantly bounced up and ran out.

Senior Brother Meng was talking to the patients and their families, when he swept to a white figure and rushed out.

He paused slightly, continued to explain, and did not even look back.

"Doctor, that doctor......"

The patient's mouth opened wide in shock, pointing in the direction where Zhang Tianyang rushed out, his face full of horror.

"Calm. ”

Senior Brother Meng glanced back at this time, "It's just a matter of grabbing the machine." ”

Doctors who are often mixed in the clinic are generally very explosive.

Not because of regular exercise.

It's because there are many people and there are few computers, and if you want to use a computer, you must be quick with your eyes and feet.

Rush to grab, and the explosiveness is trained.

The same goes for telephones, stools, and food and drinks distributed by the medicine agents during small lectures.

The patient silently withdrew his hand.

Doctors are terrible.

......

After the communication in the endoscopy room, it brought bad news.

Because of the large daily patient flow and limited gastroscopy resources, in addition to the emergency gastroscopy, the remaining patients must strictly follow the queue sequence for gastroscopy.

Patients who have already made an outpatient appointment should not arbitrarily advance the time just because they are hospitalized.

However, the doctor in charge of the bed has the option to reschedule the appointment.

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Tianyang thought for a while.

If you make an appointment for a gastroscopy through the inpatient system, you will also have to wait about four days.

If the patient had come a week earlier, he could have done this to advance the time.

But the patient's appointment time was originally for next week......

Then there's no need to do anything more.

Zhang Tianyang felt that this answer was a bit painful.

But the patient turned out to have no opinion.

"Okay, we understand. ”

The 33-bed patient was really good at talking.

After nodding his head gently to show understanding, he didn't forget to say to Zhang Tianyang, "Thank you, doctor." ”

What a decent old man!

So calm, not noisy, silently accepting, and not forgetting to thank you......

There are many patients and family members who like to babble, and Zhang Tianyang is a little embarrassed to encounter this kind of reasonableness.

"I don't know why, I want to help him go through the back door to get ahead of the gastroscopy time......"

Zhang Tianyang sat diagonally behind Senior Brother Meng, silently staring at the 33-bed gentleman who was listening carefully to the precautions.

In my heart, I couldn't help but think about the convenience of relying on my cooperative relationship with the Department of Gastroenterology, and quietly gave his gastroscope a little earlier.

But after thinking about it, I still gave up.

Every patient is equal, and he can't violate the system because he is particularly polite and makes Zhang Tianyang look pleasing to the eye.

Except in exceptional circumstances.

"Are you surprised?"

Sun Yu lowered his voice and turned his head to look at Zhang Tianyang.

This is her patient, although because she is not capable enough, she must let Senior Brother Meng do the preoperative conversation, but she still has to watch the conversation.

At this time, she also moved a bench and sat near Zhang Tianyang, listening to Senior Brother Meng's chatter while quietly deserting with Zhang Tianyang.

Zhang Tianyang also lowered his voice.

"Do you know about this patient? I mean non-disease. ”

"Ah, when I asked for a consultation before, I seemed to hear that he used to be a teacher. ”

It is rare to meet something that Zhang Tianyang is interested in, and Sun Yu is happy to share his "information".

"I heard that I taught literature and was a university teacher, but because of illness, I retired early. ”

You're a literature teacher......

Zhang Tianyang realized.

From the moment he saw the 33-bed patient and his family, he felt a strong sense of disobedience in his heart.

A patient with this temperament, he really felt that he should not be present in the hospital.

If you insist on appearing, I always feel that it should also appear in a place like Qiaoke.

The 18 bed on the ninth floor, if the two of them change it, it will not be against the peace.

But now that he found out that 33 beds turned out to be a teacher majoring in literature, several key words came to Zhang Tianyang's mind.

Long hat, green shirt, decent, elegant.

The image of the "reader" gradually coincided with the figure of the 33-bed patient.

That's right.

No wonder.

"I think he has a very peculiar temperament and is out of step with other patients......

I heard that he wrote in the early years, but I don't remember which publication it was, but then he was cheated and sued because of copyright issues, and he lost almost all his savings......

Later, I got sick in various ways, and we went around the Oriental Hospital, and we had surgery for bladder cancer and stomach cancer, and the economic aspect was ......

Actually, I always felt that he should live in the ...... of Qiaoke."

Sun Yu whispered about the information he knew, and Zhang Tianyang sighed when he heard it.

On the one hand, he lamented the ill-fated fate of Mr. 33 Bed, and on the other hand, he also lamented that Sun Yu was so gossipy and quietly learned so many things.

"Doctor~Doctor~"

At the door of the office, a head poked in, and a low voice called.

Zhang Tianyang turned his head to look and found that it was the patient who had just finished the preoperative conversation.

That is, the one in Senior Brother Meng's hand, who is also the man who has a bladder tumor and wants to have an electroresection.

Senior Brother Meng was still communicating with the 33rd bed, and Zhang Tianyang consciously stood up and walked out of the office.

"What's wrong?

The man's gaze remained in the office, probing his brain to look.

Zhang Tianyang followed his gaze and found that he was looking at the 33rd bed that was talking.

With a frown, Zhang Tianyang asked again.

"Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Hi, doctor. ”

The man finally withdrew his gaze and subconsciously rubbed his hands.

"The one inside, is it also going to be removed tomorrow for the bladder?"

"Yes. ”

Zhang Tianyang's brows furrowed even deeper.

"Why do you ask this?"