Life is too rushed, waking up and sleeping at night.

....

The night passed in laughter, and the man who Chu Nange and they forgot his name quickly left, losing too much face.

As for the fights that Ye Nan said with a smile, of course, the brawl did not happen.

The next day.

On the land where the sun is rising, Ye Nan got up early to take care of everything, and today Chu Nange will be officially admitted to the hospital, but no one can say for sure when he will be able to leave.

Chu Nange, who was lying back on the hospital bed, looked at the worried Ye Nan and said Don't worry, I'm fine.

In fact, only he knew the uneasiness and confusion in his heart.

This well-known private hospital has countless famous doctors at home and abroad, good doctors and the most comprehensive services, and of course, the price is high.

When Chu Nange entered the hospital, those who received the news and knew that a patient with cerebrovascular disease came today.

Four nurses were arranged to wait at the gate of the hospital early, and after confirming that Chu Nange was the patient, the handrails of the handrails, the beds were pushed by the beds, and the quilts were covered, as if they were afraid that he would be hurt if he was not careful.

Chu Nange is no longer used to it, and he can only accept their arrangement indifferently, he understands this kind of situation very well, whether it is a nurse or a doctor in a private hospital, the salary will never be lower than anyone.

For a bite to eat, they take care of the patients more seriously than anyone else, which is not to say that the public hospitals are not serious, but they have too many patients to deal with.

It's a real pair of hands, a pair of eyes, and a pair of feet, but there are thousands of pairs of things to do.

Doctors and nurses are actually a chore, they try their best to save patients, but the slightest mistake will be infinitely magnified.

All feel that they shouldn't go wrong,

You can't go wrong,

You can't go wrong.

But people are human beings after all, and so are doctors and nurses.

Of course, one patient will not be too busy, but what about ten, a hundred, a thousand patients?

There are only 24 hours a day, and there are 1,000 patients in 24 hours, and who can guarantee that nothing will go wrong?

No one can guarantee it!

Therefore, the more patients there are in public hospitals, the more pressure they have, and in the end, everyone does not want to be a public hospital, but only wants to be a private hospital, thus creating a bad cycle.

Among them, there is pressure from the patient's family, there is pressure from themselves, but more pressure from the media, the pressure from those who do not know the truth.

The progress of science and technology has brought good and bad.

Not many people will remember doctors, nurses are just mortals, and not many people can withstand the fingers of thousands of people.

Outcome?

In the end, people who are bent on saving people are unwilling to save and do not want to do it, and these can be blamed on the Internet and technology.

But the most fundamental thing is the human heart!

Boredom, coaxing, and people's hearts!

Because all people are selfish, they forget that healers are all human beings, and they only blame others for their incompetence and forget their own incompetence.

The nurse's speed was very fast, and the three attending doctors in charge of Chu Nange also came quickly, and after another computer scan, magnetic resonance and other full-body examinations, the answer was no different from the beginning.

It is also recommended to have a minimally invasive surgery first, in which the contrast agent is injected into the brain through a catheter and the vascular system of the brain is placed before deciding on the next step.

The surgery took place that same night.

Of course, there are risks associated with this minor surgery, as long as it is an operation.

The risk of this procedure is very low unless the catheter ruptures an arteriovenous vessel when it enters the brain, which is rarely detected.

Because no matter how big or small the surgery is, it will not be easy for newcomers to try, and only after a long period of observation and learning will they take that step.

They are doctors, and they make sure that the patient's body is what they want it to be.

Lying on the operating table, looking at the white lights, Chu Nange knew that this time was just a minor operation, but his heart couldn't help but be afraid.

The doctor said that the risk of this kind of examination and surgery is less than one percent, but because of the relationship between the human brain, no matter how low the risk is, it is a risk.

The attending doctor's explanation before the operation, signing the consent form, Chu Nange never felt anything, birth, old age, sickness and death are a natural process.

But it wasn't until lying on the operating table, when he felt that his lower body was unconscious, and when he looked at the white light and the busy doctor clearly, Chu Nange's eyes couldn't help but close, and his heart trembled slightly.

Future?

What does the future hold?

What will happen in the future?

At this moment, Chu Nange was still calm.

But the heart carries fear, fear of the unknown, fear of death.

The words of comfort that kept coming from his ears, or the words that verified whether his consciousness was awake, Chu Nange could only hum from time to time to show that he was still awake.

It seemed to be a long time, as if in a short period of time, Chu Nange's mind was actually blank, so blank that he didn't even know when the operation would be completed or when he would be pushed out of the operating room.

In the cold that filled his heart, perhaps it was a side effect of anesthetics, except for his subconscious response, Chu Nange seemed to be in a chaotic and ignorant world.

There was no color in that world, there were no people or things, it was so white that I couldn't even see my own figure.

"Nange, Nange.... ”

The familiar call is the salvation of the lost, the door back to the world.

On the way back to the ward, the familiar voice in his ears made Chu Nange see the colors again and see everything in his eyes.

"Yezi, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. ”

Ye Nan saw Chu Nange's eyes focused back and spoke softly to himself, and his heart finally stopped hanging.

Although the surgeon told her that the operation was successful, she was still full of uneasiness when she looked at the pale man and did not hear him.

It wasn't until Chu Nange's weak but calm voice sounded that she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, then you can sleep for a while, do you want to eat anything for breakfast tomorrow? I'll buy it for you." ”

She knew that his mouth was very tricky, if it didn't suit his appetite, he was a person who would rather go hungry, and he didn't have anything to say about this disease, just don't be too strong.

"Porridge, I haven't eaten it for a long time, you go home and rest, don't be tired, I can count on you to take care of it in the future, beauties are always more eye-catching, I don't like Shuhuan." ”

The teasing words in the weak voice made Ye Nan angry and funny for a while, and couldn't help but glared at him and said in a low voice: "Well, I'll go back to rest when I send you to the ward, you can go to sleep." ”

"Hmm.... ”

After falling asleep, Chu Nange didn't know when Ye Nan would leave, and he almost forgot what happened during this period, and everything was confused.

The cold and quiet snow-white room is simple, and it is not simple.

It's as simple as a bed, a plate of flowers, a work desk, a TV, and two people.

What is not simple is that in addition to a lot of medicines, needles and other emergency supplies neatly placed on the workbench, the people lying on the bed are covered with heartbeat monitors and other objects.

A short-haired woman looked at the sleeping patient on the bed from time to time, her hands typing something on the desktop computer from time to time, but her attention was more on the patient.

Waking up in a groggy state, Chu Nange stared blankly at the light for a long time before finally realizing something.

Feeling the numbness but feeling it again, the wound that was heavily pierced in the thigh, Chu Nange looked at the short-haired woman in a vain voice and said, "Girl, I want to drink some water." ”

The girl who walked briskly looked about twenty-four or five years old, not tall, with a slightly round face with black and white eyes, and when you looked at it, you could know that the lips were very soft, and the whole feeling of the facial features was very pleasant, lovely, and beautiful.

"I'm sorry, you can't drink water for the time being, you can't wait until the morning, if you feel dry lips, I'll put some lip balm on you?"

At the same time, the girl with the three-character name tag of Li Xingxing on her heavy chest reached out and took out an unopened lip balm from her pocket.

Obviously, for a patient like Chu Nange, if there will be any problems after the operation, he has been prepared for a long time.