The child's father's face is full of emotion.

Zhang Tianyang swept it like this, and read emotions such as "curiosity", "apprehension", "expectation", "panic", "uneasiness" and so on.

Thinking of what he had just said, he couldn't help but laugh.

This buddy, is he worried that hydrocele is genetic, so he also has problems with fertility?

What kind of brain circuits are these!

I just explained it clearly, this is related to the development of the fetus!

Slightly helpless, Zhang Tianyang spread his hands.

"You have a son, don't worry about fertility. ”

"Well, that's not necessarily ......."

The child's father's soft muttering clearly came into Zhang Tianyang's ears, making him keenly aware of something terrible.

"Ahem!"

He coughed decisively twice, stopping the child's father's terrible brain supplement.

"Well, I just said the cause of hydrocele, which may be related to various inflammations, trauma, and various diseases.

The symptoms of hydrocele are obvious, you can pay attention to it when you usually take a bath, and if you don't have symptoms, you don't have to worry about these things. ”

quickly explained clearly, Zhang Tianyang decisively prepared to slip away.

The atmosphere here is a little unright, and if you stay any longer, the hell knows if it will be a problem.

"Say goodbye to the doctor!"

The child's mother also noticed Zhang Tianyang's plan, and gently coaxed the little boy who was competing with the toy car.

And the latter was also very lively and obedient and waved to Zhang Tianyang.

"Brother, see you!"

The one-and-a-half-year-old child is not very good at speaking, and the word goodbye is swallowed by him directly.

But Zhang Tianyang's mood suddenly improved.

The smile of a cute child is really healing!

Zhang Tianyang also waved his hand to the little boy seriously.

"See you tomorrow~"

......

Finally, I saw the little boy with 48 beds, so the only patient I hadn't seen was the bed in Qiaoke.

The elevator at seven or eight o'clock in the evening was particularly empty, and Zhang Tianyang saved the time to climb the stairs with his long legs.

The ninth floor of the digestive building is part of the Overseas Chinese Branch.

The overall layout is similar to that downstairs.

But when Zhang Tianyang walked in the corridor and looked at the closed doors of the left and right wards, he still had the illusion of entering a hotel.

The downstairs ward houses three patients in one room, and there are accompanying family members, even if a patient brings only one family member, there are six people in one ward.

Because there are so many people, even at night, it will be very noisy.

Here, there is only one patient in a ward, and there are two beds in it, one for the patient and one for the family.

There are few people and it seems quiet.

When Zhang Tianyang walked over, there was even an echo in the corridor.

"Doctor. ”

When passing by the nurse's station, the nurse on duty took the initiative to say hello.

Zhang Tianyang turned his head to return the salute, accidentally seeing their faces clearly.

Compared with downstairs, the quality of the nurses is indeed high!

Good-looking, tall, with a good figure and a gentle voice......

No wonder everyone likes Qiaoke!

It's good to be rich.

Turning into another corridor and standing at the door of room 18, Zhang Tianyang paused, trying to listen to the sound in the door.

The soundproofing of the wards here is good, so he can only faintly hear the sound of what seems to be a television set inside, and the sound of vague communication.

I couldn't hear it clearly, but at least it proved that there was someone inside.

It's good to have someone.

"Knock Knock"

He started knocking on the door.

This was his first contact with a patient in the Overseas Chinese Branch.

Although he often went there when Professor Yang lived in the Overseas Chinese Department, it was a special circumstance, and he was not a serious overseas Chinese patient.

Therefore, for the first time, he was a little restrained.

Even knocking on the door is a decent three times.

It can be clearly felt that there is a pause in the hazy communication inside.

But there was only a pause, and soon there was movement again.

Zhang Tianyang waited for a while, but didn't wait to open the door.

"Didn't hear a knock?"

He struck again, this time with a little force.

"Knock Knock"

He was sure that this time the sound could be heard.

Sure enough, there was a change on the side of the door.

The sound of communication stopped, but the sound of the television remained, and then the door opened a small crack.

"Huh?"

The man inside poked his head out.

This is a very Cantonese face, looking about forty years old, with a thin face and a yellowish complexion.

It matches the patient information in the doctor's workstation.

Zhang Tianyang was looking at him, and he was also looking at Zhang Tianyang.

The moment he saw Zhang Tianyang's white coat, he was a little happy.

But his eyes stayed on Zhang Tianyang's young face for a moment, and the man's brows wrinkled involuntarily.

looked down and stopped at Zhang Tianyang's badge.

The brow was wrung deeper.

"What's the matter?"

The man frowned and spoke, his tone was cold, half of his body was stuck at the door, and he didn't have the slightest intention of opening the door to let Zhang Tianyang in.

Zhang Tianyang narrowed his eyes and quickly laughed again.

"I'm your bedside doctor, and I'd like to ask for a medical history. ”

"What time is this?"

The man's tone was a little subdued, which made Zhang Tianyang feel uncomfortable.

But he was patient and explained.

"I came to look for you yesterday, but you weren't there.

Then today, on the day of surgery, the last operation took a little longer, and I just came out of the operating room. ”

"Oh. ”

The man didn't know if he listened or not, and was a little reluctant, "But hasn't someone already asked about the medical history before?

These words directly choked Zhang Tianyang.

Yes, that's right, Senior Brother Meng did ask about the medical history before.

But Senior Brother Meng is in charge of 19 patients alone!

Although Senior Brother Meng relayed the main points of the patient's medical history, Zhang Tianyang still felt that the first-hand information he asked was more reliable.

So he kept the smile on his face.

"That's right, Senior Brother has asked briefly before, but I am your bedside doctor, and in a responsible manner, I want to ask again. It's just a consultation, I don't know if it's convenient for you now?"

The man's eyes stayed on Zhang Tianyang's face for a moment, and then drifted to his badge, without giving an answer.

"Who?"

Inside the door, a woman's voice was shouting, and a figure had stepped out.

Through the crack in the door that opened a little, Zhang Tianyang glanced at it.

The other party was neatly dressed, still holding a horizontal mobile phone, not knowing whether he was playing a game or watching a drama.

But obviously, it certainly does not belong to the "inconvenient" situation.

The man turned his head and smiled at the woman, "It's okay, an intern!"

When he looked back at Zhang Tianyang, his smile quickly converged.

"Why don't you ask again tomorrow morning.

By the way, I've been staying there for several days, and no serious doctor has come up to see me.

Well, that's all. ”

After speaking, the man simply shrank his head and stretched out his hand.

"Boom!"

The door was slammed shut before my eyes.

Zhang Tianyang: ???