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Haze, breeze.

Heavy pollution, PM2.5: 209.

A few days ago, there was a strong wind blowing overnight, and the sky was blue for a day, and the haze began again.

And it's a little cold, I tried the test table just now, and my body temperature is normal, it seems that it's just a cold.

The main thing is a sore throat, and I have been given antibiotics, cefuroxime.

Because I used to study medicine and worked in a hospital, I had a little problem, so I showed it to myself.

So far, more than one person has asked me: Do you regret leaving the hospital and giving up your career as a doctor?

My answer is still firm: no regrets.

It's not hypocrisy!

At that time, I worked as a resident doctor in the hospital, working seventy or eighty hours a week, arriving at the ward at seven o'clock in the morning and going home at night after writing medical records, almost eight or nine o'clock.

I also have to work a night shift every week. The night shift is like this, from 8 a.m. to 12 noon, from 4 p.m. to 12 noon the next day, and until 5 p.m. when it is busy.

Some people say that you can sleep on the night shift, yes, but sleeping in clothes is uncomfortable, and you can't sleep well, because the patients in the ward are very heavy, and the patients who don't see well in other hospitals across the country end up here.

Looking back now, that experience is actually quite rich, I worked night shifts, prescribed medicine, witnessed life and death, and fought medical troubles...... Hehe.

Let's talk about one of them.

It was the Dragon Boat Festival, I was on night duty with two doctors, I thought there was nothing to do, write down medical records, observe and observe the situation, and before 1 o'clock in the morning, I could go to the lounge to rest.

As a result, when the shift was handed over at 5 o'clock, before he left the ward, a patient with a fungal infection of the respiratory tract and a tracheostomy suddenly jumped out of bed, his face swollen and red, his expression hideous, and he opened his teeth and claws in front of us.

Suffocating performance!

Judgment is made quickly, rescue is launched, and the airway is cleared, but ......

The patient had a fungal infection, the pseudomembrane had fallen off, and the airways had long since been rotten.

The chief inpatient and director all came later, and several of our young doctors took turns to do cardiopulmonary resuscitation, injecting adrenaline through intravenous indwelling needles one after another......

The rescue time lasted for more than 3 hours, in fact, it could have ended a long time ago, because speaking from clinical data, cardiac arrest for more than 6 minutes has caused irreversible brain death.

Go to the miracle of hemp!

I knew that our later rescue was just pretending, but the patient's family knelt on the ground and kowtowed to us vigorously, and the cement floor made a "clang" sound!

I still remember that voice......

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Okay, so I won't remember it here, the past will pass, let's talk about this novel.

"The Inheritor of the Immortal Doctor", the theme of urban immortal doctors, when it was first conceived, it did mean that I wanted to popularize popular science and medical knowledge - in fact, I don't have this ability, after all, I am a medical student, this can't be changed, and the Chinese people pay the most attention to their background, so I was affected.

Moreover, today's work is not busy or idle, every day when I go home from work, code words, crackling at the keyboard, it is also my ** silk, and I respond to the "pop" of Lao Wang next door every night. Sad.

Here, I would like to thank the few readers of this book, especially the two friends who read this book through WeChat reading: Forgotten Time and Cheng XH.

Thank you for letting me know that there are still a few readers of this book and I didn't waste my time. Really, thank you!

Finally, it's about to be put on the shelves, which means it's going to be charged; I would like to say to my few readers, when I think about it, look at it, in a sense, we are friends, just as friends, get together.

Okay, that's all for the testimonials on the shelves, and I don't know if this is a testimonial?