The little nurse's performance at this time was much calmer than Zhang Tianyang's.

Shaking his head, he spoke softly.

"Leave him alone, he won't shake for a while. ”

Huh?

As soon as the little nurse's words fell, the creaking sound came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Tianyang frowned and fested in place, staring at the old man on the 80-bed hospital bed, regaining his posture of looking at the sky with his eyes.

There is no painful color on the face.

The gaze is calm.

The head could be twisted from side to side, but with such a big white coat and pestle beside him, the old man did not mean to look at him for help.

So, shouldn't there be something uncomfortable?

So why the hell is this patient shaking his head desperately, hey!

But before he could think about it, about ten seconds after he shook his head last time, the old man in bed 80 suddenly started again.

Crunch, squeak.

Crunch, squeak.

The old man shook his head vigorously from side to side, moving his hospital bed, his eyes closed, but there was no obvious pain on his face.

The numbers on the monitor are still normal.

The heart rate is a little fast, but given that the old man is quite tired from shaking his head, it is normal.

Everything works fine.

It's just weird shaking your head.

Zhang Tianyang decided to wait and see.

Retreated to the computer where he was just now, and silently watched the 80-bed uncle shake his head.

Like last time, after shaking for a while, the uncle rested for more than ten seconds, and then continued to start swaying from side to side......

It doesn't look like a "call for help", it's more like a "daily exercise".

Zhang Tianyang gradually saw the doorway.

Sure enough, the little nurse finished her work and came over to solve Zhang Tianyang's confusion.

"When the old man first woke up, he couldn't move anywhere, he could only open his eyes, he looked very anxious every day, and his heart rate was fast. ”

"Later, slowly, his head could move, and he always did. ”

"When I'm awake, I'm okay and shake my head like that. ”

"We thought he was uncomfortable at first, but then we found out that he just likes to shake his head. ”

And since he could shake his head, he didn't seem to be as anxious as before, so he left it to him. ”

"You're new here, aren't you? Don't be too nervous, he's always been like that. ”

After talking about the situation of 80 beds, the little nurse gave another instruction with a sense of urgency.

"If you want to suction, you should call me to come, although this can reduce the workload, but the head nurse sees it and wants to talk about me. ”

"Okay, okay. ”

Zhang Tianyang responded very happily.

But the next time he encounters an emergency, it is estimated that he will still get started by himself.

"Squeaky Squeak"

The old man with the 80th bed began to shake his head again.

Zhang Tianyang stood two beds apart, watching him shake his head hard and drive the hospital bed, and sighed for a while.

Because he suddenly understood the purpose of the old man's shaking head.

When he just woke up, lying on the hospital bed, unable to move, he must have been very, very scared, right?

I'm afraid that I'm not going to get better, and I'm afraid that I'll be in the same place with my eyes open for the rest of the day.

So, when his head could move, he couldn't wait to move.

Shaking your head is "a faster workout to make yourself better".

It is "even if I was told by the doctor that shaking my head like this would not make the condition get better faster, I kept exercising."

Only in this way can he see hope.

Only with hope can he persevere.

At the end of the day, it's actually a sentence.

He wants to live a normal life.

......

The normal closing time of the neurology ICU ward is fifteen minutes later than in other departments.

But until 5:45 a.m., the doctor on duty came to take over, and Song Changkong did not appear again.

It seems to have caught up with the study of bronchoscopy.

The three-bed patients managed by Zhang Tianyang were all in stable condition in the afternoon, and there were no moths.

Therefore, after getting familiar with the medical history and diagnosis and treatment process of the other two beds, Zhang Tianyang can also find time to familiarize himself with the white coat configuration in the ICU ward.

The entire ICU ward has a director, a deputy director, and an attending person pressing on it.

The following are three medical teams divided into three resident bands.

Each medical team is usually staffed with two trainees, two trainees, and one or two additional graduate students or interns.

As a result, there are 12 bedside doctors who are directly responsible to patients.

There are 5-7 beds in each of the five wards from A to E, and each person has about 3 patients in his hands.

The remaining graduate students and interns are cheap laborers who will be assigned 0 to 1 patient with their fellow or trainee doctors.

Zhang Tianyang and Lin Ke'an are in the same medical team, and they are the strongest of the three teams.

After all, Song Changkong is also the qualification of the chief physician, and he can't compare with the attending staff of the East Hospital, but compared with other trainees and trainees, he can still throw them a few streets.

Lin Ke'an's sister is also a further student, although she is only a director in the outer courtyard, she still has momentum.

In addition, there is a graduate student brother here, who is said to be the gold medal winner of the clinical skills competition that year.

This hand is still more popular in the neurology ICU where operations are frequent.

Zhang Tianyang took a note of the senior brothers and sisters in this group.

Song Changkong seems to be an old fritter who knows how to behave in the world.

Lin Ke'an's sister is quite a bit of what Senior Sister Liang meant at the beginning, she doesn't like to talk or take care of people, so it's no wonder that Lin Ke'an is willing to come over to give a lecture to herself.

The gold medal graduate student brother of the clinical skills competition is a little arrogant and a little floating, and he speaks with a natural sense of superiority.

But Zhang Tianyang has never seen him actually operate, nor has he seen him rescue.

It remains to be seen whether there is really a brush or a strong mouth.

The other two senior brothers have more introverted personalities, and they are also elusive, and they have no sense of existence.

As an intern at the bottom of the food chain, Zhang Tianyang still carefully memorized the names and appearances of each senior brother and sister.

Corresponding to each other one by one, he couldn't help but feel a little small.

My own group is really diverse.

There are all kinds of demons and monsters.

......

In the evening, Song Changkong sent a message to Zhang Tianyang, explaining Tuesday's tasks and precautions.

"The homework assigned by the teacher who made rounds today, all kinds of knowledge about waist wear, you had better take a look at it when you have time, and you may check it tomorrow. ”

"The 86-bed old lady's waist wear in the next few days may be troublesome for you, and the teacher asks you to wear it by name, probably because she is afraid that others will not be able to wear it. ”

"Once in the morning and once in the afternoon, you have to put enough cerebrospinal fluid. ”

"Come a little earlier in the morning, and you may be called by name for the early shift. ”

......

Zhang Tianyang looked at the messages full of text sent by the other party, and couldn't help but shake his head.

It's just a matter of knowing everything.

How does this look like a senior doctor?

After replying a few words, Zhang Tianyang called up the WeChat friend list.

After thinking about it, I found the name of the senior brother in the Department of Gastroenterology and sent a message.

"Senior brother, do you have any friends who have a good time in respiratory medicine? I want to learn bronchoscopy, but I don't know if it's convenient?"

The second work of a paper published in the Journal of Oriental Medical University, it should not be a loss to change the opportunity to learn, right?

"Didi!"

The phone vibrated slightly, and the floating frame at the top of the screen flashed.

Song Changkong's side sent another message.

"By the way, you might have to take in a patient tomorrow. ”

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