Every time you look for a patient, it's an adventure into the unknown.

Schrödinger's Patient Statement:

You never know if a patient is lying in a hospital bed.

Zhang Tianyang once again deeply felt this.

"Anyway, when you're looking for someone, you'll never find ......"

Of the five patients who operated on Thursday, except for the nouveau riche man in the Qiaoke Department on the 9th floor, the remaining four were on this floor.

But he searched three wards and managed to find only one.

The little boy with 48 beds of hydrocele was his patient, and when he just went to see him, the child was carried out by his mother again.

The child's father made a phone call on the spot and told Zhang Tianyang, "The two of them are estimated to be back in about half an hour." ”

The patient in Senior Brother Meng's hand who had his kidney cut tomorrow was not in the ward, and he didn't know where he went.

Only found a bladder tumor to be resected, and he sent him to the office to find Senior Brother Meng.

"33 beds ......"

Finding the last ward, Zhang Tianyang stepped in, and his eyes quickly glanced at the empty 33 beds.

"It's not here again......"

There are two beds in this room, and 33 beds are the one inside.

There were no patients on the bed, but the family members were all there.

A young man in short-sleeved shorts.

A woman who is clearly aged.

Zhang Tianyang's gaze stayed on the woman for a moment, slightly surprised.

The woman looked to be in her early fifties, her skin had already appeared with subtle age spots, fine lines at the corners of her eyes, and her hair seemed to be dyed, and the hair was jet black, but the roots of the hair were silvery white.

The clothes she wears are very simple, but she has a slender figure, and her back is also straight when she sits there watching TV, and she has an elegant temperament.

This is actually quite rare in a hospital environment.

In the few months of Zhang Tianyang's clinical rotation, it is not uncommon for all kinds of people to be seen, but most of the women of this age, in his impression, are "haggard", "rustic", "not very reasonable" and "loud" images.

It has nothing to do with the word "elegant".

"Doctor. ”

In the seconds he was stunned, two family members had already seen him.

Zhang Tianyang was stunned for a moment, sighed, and walked inside.

The patient with the 33rd bed seems to be the one who has lived in various departments of the Oriental Hospital and is sick......

Harm......

"Doctor. ”

The middle-aged woman had already stood up.

The young man was half a beat slower, but he also stood up.

"What about the 33-bed man?"

Zhang Tianyang restrained his emotions and smiled.

"In the toilet. Doctor, what's the matter?"

The middle-aged woman spoke a little slowly.

It is different from the usual anxious and anxious family members of patients.

There is a feeling of "even if you become a family member of a patient, you must remain elegant".

But the strange thing is that Zhang Tianyang also felt her concern for the 33-bed patients from her, and she was not inferior to others at all.

The young man also seemed very calm, and after not interjecting at first, he waited quietly to the side.

No frizz, no diversion to the TV, or mobile phone.

"Well, I've got tomorrow's surgery scheduled for you, I'm going to talk to you about it, and I'm going to have a pre-operative talk. ”

"Whoa-la-"

As soon as Zhang Tianyang's words were finished, there was a loud flushing sound in the toilet.

"I'm sorry, I'll help you. ”

The middle-aged woman nodded at Zhang Tianyang, bypassed him, and walked in the direction of the toilet.

The young man didn't even step forward to help, so he continued to watch from the side, and by the way, he took over the job of chatting with Zhang Tianyang.

"Doctor, do you want to go over now?"

"Well, wait a minute......"

Zhang Tianyang didn't look at the young man, but turned to look at the two people who came out of the toilet over there.

He finally saw the "Child of Destiny" 33 beds.

The first time I saw each other, the word "decent" flashed through my mind.

The 33 bed is not old, but the clothes on the body are gray-blue tones, and the style is like the last century.

He is also very thin, a head taller than a middle-aged woman, and his back is also very straight.

Half-length and not short hair, very neatly groomed.

It's just that because it hasn't been dyed, it looks a little mottled on the blackboard, showing an overall gray hue.

With the support of the middle-aged woman, he walked a little smaller to the hospital bed, and when he saw Zhang Tianyang, he nodded politely at him.

Zhang Tianyang leaned against the wall, made way for him, and nodded in the same way.

Seeing the two of them walk in front of him, he had some strange feelings.

The hospital is full of negative emotions such as anxiety, worry, despair, helplessness, and irritability.

But in these two people, he didn't feel it at all.

The two of them walked together greedily, and there was an inexplicable taste of the quiet years.

If you take a picture of the two of them at this time, take the characters out and replace them with a promenade sprinkled with fallen leaves, it seems more appropriate.

The patient was helped to the bed and sat down.

The moment he sat down, a slight look of pain flashed across his face.

But soon, the whole person became "decent" again.

The middle-aged woman also sat on the hospital bed, glanced at Zhang Tianyang with some apologies, and then explained to the patient in a whisper the doctor's intention.

In fact, the ward was already very noisy, with doctors and nurses shouting, people walking back and forth, and patients and their families bustling.

But near the 33rd bed, there was a quiet atmosphere.

Even the other patient in this ward subconsciously spoke at the lowest volume.

Zhang Tianyang secretly observed, and was amazed in his heart.

This should not be a pretentious gesture, but an instinct that has been cultivated over a long period of time.

This family is very "elegant".

After thinking about it, the last patient he sent to find Senior Brother Meng for a preoperative conversation had just gone, and Zhang Tianyang said with a smile.

"You guys wait a minute, maybe five minutes, go to the office, have a pre-operative talk, sign it. ”

"Good. ”

"Then I'll go back first......"

33 The man stood up again.

"Doctor, there's something I want you to help with. ”

"Huh?"

Zhang Tianyang stopped.

"I made an appointment for a gastroscopy at the outpatient clinic, and the original appointment was for next week. ”

As soon as the man's words came out, Zhang Tianyang understood in an instant.

"Is it going to be in advance?"

There are two sets of appointments for gastroscopy in the Department of Gastroenterology.

One is through an outpatient appointment, unless there are special circumstances, it will generally be defaulted to the situation is not urgent, and then queue up in order.

The average appointment time is two weeks, and gastroscopy can be done within half a month.

The other is to make an appointment through the inpatient system, for patients who are hospitalized for various reasons, the doctor in charge of the bed can directly make an appointment for gastroscopy through the inpatient system, which will generally be expedited by default, and then queue up in this sequence as well.

The average appointment time is four days, and it can be done within a week.

The 33-bed patient may have thought that since they were all hospitalized, they could be a little earlier.

Very reasonable request.

Zhang Tianyang agreed.

"I'll give you a call to the gastroscopy room. ”

As he walked out of the room, he couldn't help but look back again.

33 patients, middle-aged women, and young people, a family of three gathered around the bedside, whispering something.

Sunlight poured in through the windows behind them and reflected on their faces.

Zhang Tianyang saw the face of Mr. 33 Bed.

Glowing with gold, but with a smile.

The family wasn't supposed to be in the hospital at all.

They should be in their own abode, safe, and peaceful.

Zhang Tianyang stood at the door for a few seconds and sighed softly.

"It's a bit of a shame. ”