78 bed tattooed young man actually woke up.

This was a somewhat unexpected but seemingly expected thing for the medical staff in the ICU ward.

When Zhang Tianyang rushed over, there was already a circle of white coats around the bed.

"Teacher Zhang is here. ”

Several peripheral trainees and trainees noticed Zhang Tianyang and spontaneously gave up their positions.

Because of this sound, there were many eyes around.

Everyone now knows that this delay is not healed, and the infection index has been floating in the sky 78 beds, and now it can be good, at least half of Zhang Tianyang's credit.

Zhang Tianyang was not humble either, and went straight inside, and found that Song Changkong and the attending doctor were already in place.

"Can you hear me? Can you move your eyes? Look at my hands, stare at my hands!"

The attending doctor shouted out the tattooed youth's name, then put his hands on his slightly open eyes, and slowly moved them up, down, left and right.

"Ho-ho-ho-"

The 78-bed patient was trembling all over, and saliva flowed down the gap between the endotracheal tubes.

It's his day-to-day state.

But happily, his eyes were really rolling.

"Eyes look at my hand! Come, look here, look here, come, follow my hand......"

Up, down, left, right.

Although it is not very flexible, it is still difficult to move the eyeballs.

But it is true that he is following the hand of the attending doctor.

This shows that the patient is really "awake"!

"Come, I'll touch your body, you see if you feel it, and if you feel it, move your eyes up and down. ”

After confirming that the patient is awake, the attending physician begins to test the patient's superficial sensation, deep sensation, and muscle strength in the limbs one by one......

Song Changkong was beside Zhang Tianyang.

Although the mask covered his mouth, it was still visible that the corners of his eyes were curved.

He had been in charge of the bed for so long, and he was very happy that the patient could wake up.

Zhang Tianyang was also very happy.

The faces of the surrounding white coats were full of joy.

Although this patient has nothing to do with them, it is a joy to see a patient who has been in a coma wake up!

The 80-bed old man next to him looked over from two beds, obviously hearing something, and began to shake his head excitedly from side to side.

"Crunch, squeak, squeak!"

After gathering the crowd to watch for a full five minutes and confirming the patient's current condition, the white coats gradually dispersed.

Only the attending doctor, the doctor in charge of the bed and a Zhang Tianyang were left to discuss the patient's next treatment plan.

If the patient can wake up, the infection must be under control, but it should not be taken lightly.

In the end, it was decided to look at the infection indicators of today's blood test, and then switch to the second-level antimicrobial drugs from tomorrow.

......

The 76-bed old lady in the first block was still unconscious.

Although her infection indicators are also declining rapidly, after all, she is old and her physical basic conditions are not as good as those of young people.

Zhang Tianyang looked at the results of blood tests and lumbar puncture in the doctor's workstation in recent days, and then looked at the old lady lying quietly on the hospital bed, and nodded slightly.

Although it is estimated that I will have to lie down for a long time.

But as long as there are no accidents, you will always wake up.

......

For the first time, the little yellow chicken man put on his clothes in the ICU ward, half leaning on the propped up mattress, his eyes scanning left and right.

When it sweeps the white coats, it will subconsciously straighten its waist and then collapse back.

When you sweep the beautiful nurse lady, your face will turn red.

After all, in the next few days, although he felt that he was already better, the doctors felt that he still had to be taken care of, so he would react when he was wiped every morning......

And these nurses and young ladies are not shy at all, and they are all old drivers......

When he swept to the "white lung" patient next to him who came a few days later than him, the little yellow chicken's eyes were quite complicated.

When the uncle came, he made a lot of noise with himself.

But I'm just a striptease, and I heard that the uncle took his son and son-in-law in one pot and kicked it directly into a broken nose.

And now, the uncle has difficulty breathing every day, although he has improved in the past two days, but according to the doctors, he will have to recover for a while, at least for half a month and a month.

And he can already be discharged from the hospital alive.

......

Sunday rounds are a little easier than weekday rounds, which has a psychological effect, but the time is indeed a lot faster.

The white coats gradually dispersed, and as long as the ward rounds were over on the weekend, and then their patients were treated, they could still take a holiday.

The attending doctor greeted Song Changkong and Zhang Tianyang and walked straight out of the ICU ward.

The family must be notified of the patient's soberness.

I don't know when I called, or if it was there all the time, when the three white coats walked out of the corridor, I saw the figure of a middle-aged man.

On weekends, there are fewer doctors in the hospital, but there are more family members.

It is estimated that it is because they have their own work to do on weekdays, and they can only accompany patients on weekends.

Although there were many people coming and going, only the middle-aged man sneaked out of the ICU ward, trying to lie on the glass, trying to look inside through the thick curtains.

"Ahem!"

The middle-aged man finally noticed the presence of the three white coats, and quickly recognized his son's bedside doctor.

"Dr. Song......

The middle-aged man's eyes turned red immediately, and he quickly stepped back from the glass, his fingers trembling slightly.

But he was obviously aware of this, and subconsciously rubbed his hands, and then hid his hands behind him.

"Doctor, my son he, he ......"

The middle-aged man's voice was a little staggered, and his eyes became even redder.

Three white coats came in a row.

He panicked.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited, that's good news. ”

Zhang Tianyang looked at the two white coats next to him, for fear that the big man who sold Guan Zi would cry alive, so he hurriedly told the most important information first.

"It's a good thing that your son has just woken up and can open his eyes and react to the outside world. ”

The hand that had just been collected behind his back was subconsciously rubbed, and the middle-aged man's red eyes eased for a while, and his voice was still trembling.

"Really...... Really?"

The attending doctor smiled, "Really." ”

Song Changkong also smiled, "Really." ”

After receiving an affirmative reply from the three white coats, the middle-aged man's nose was sore, and tears fell instantly.

It was the best news he'd heard in nearly two months.

The string that had been holding on to gritting his teeth broke in an instant.

No matter how hard and tired he was, he couldn't raise medical expenses, and when he went to a family to kneel and borrow, he endured it.

But now, he couldn't hold back his tears.

"Eh, don't cry, don't cry, it's a good thing that the patient is awake, eh......"

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It's not tonight, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow for a recheck, and I have to get up early~