When Mu Chun was waiting outside the door of the emergency room for someone to tell him what had happened, Fang Ming walked out of the No. 2 emergency room, which was a consultation room for patients to rest at night, and the equipment was not as complete as the daytime consultation room, seeing that Fang Ming was sweating profusely, Mu Chun hurriedly ran forward.

"Is Director Fang's patient named Zhao Min?" Mu Chun asked.

"It's crazy." Fang Ming sat down on the chair panting.

"Are you okay now? Can you tell me what's going on? Mu Chun asked.

"You can go in and see for yourself, it's not a big problem, but she said she was having a miscarriage, I can't handle this kind of thing, I told her a hundred times! A hundred times! She didn't have a miscarriage, no, she just had a drop in blood pressure, a lower body temperature, the baby was fine, I checked it for her, the baby was fine, but she had to say she was having a miscarriage, and you know what she said? ”

There was an unspeakable panic and fear in Fang Ming's eyes.

"Mu Chun, if there is anything to call me, I can't help much, I have already tied up the fetal monitor, and ah, B ultrasound has also been done, I have done everything I can, thank God, I was so troubled by her, I don't even have time to feel uncomfortable about the death of the professor, my brain is full of worms."

Fang Ming said while wiping his sweat.

"Bugs? What bugs? Mu Chun stared at Fang Ming and asked.

"Are you so nervous about your own patients?" Fang Ming teased a game and said seriously: "She said that her stomach is full of worms, a belly of worms." ”

"Hell." Before Fang Ming finished speaking, Mu Chun pushed open the door and walked into the emergency room.

"Doctor Mu, Doctor Mu, you came just in time, help me, help me." Zhao Min tried to sit up after seeing Mu Chun come in, her petite body leaned on the bed, Zhao Min, who had not yet changed into a patient gown, was wearing her own light yellow trade, and her down jacket was thrown at the end of the bed, and she didn't look like she was cooperating with the doctor for an examination.

"Calm down, calm down, I need to know your situation to know how to help you." Mu Chun stood beside Zhao Min's bed, while Zhao Min firmly grasped Mu Chun's arm.

"No, no, I don't have anything to say, my situation is that I'm having a miscarriage, my stomach hurts, my stomach is full of bugs, it's all bugs."

"It is impossible to have worms in a person's stomach, relax, relax, this is not good for children."

Before Mu Chun finished speaking, Zhao Min shouted: "No children!" “

slapped his hands on his stomach, and then angrily ripped off the fetal monitor tied to his abdomen and pulled it to the ground, with so much strength that he was like a Spartan warrior ready to go to battle......

"Zhao Min, be quiet." Mu Chun shouted.

Zhao Min did quiet down under Mu Chun's order, and then she looked at Mu Chun in surprise and said, "Doctor? Where am I? Is it in the hospital? Doctor, is there something wrong with my child? Please, doctor, please, I just want the child to be good, it doesn't matter if I die, doctor, please, my stomach hurts, it hurts, please, please leave me alone as long as the child. “

"Zhao Min." Mu Chun shouted again in pain.

"I'm Doctor Zhao Ping, Zhao Min is my sister, did I register the wrong name? Doctor, child, how is the child? Zhao Min, who was quiet, let go of Mu Chun's arm and lay on the bed, tears flowing down from the corners of his eyes.

Zhao Ping, who was still Zhao Min just now, suddenly became Zhao Min again, fortunately, Zhao Ping's mood is quite stable now, the current situation, sadness is easier to deal with than irritability, Mu Chun picked up the fetal monitor on the ground, and said to Zhao Ping gently: "I need to help you do a check-up, can you relax a little, you can try to talk to the baby, the mother's encouragement is especially useful for the child, okay?" “

Zhao Ping's eyes were full of panic, and she didn't know if she understood Mu Chun's words, let alone how much she understood, Mu Chun calculated Zhao Ping's pregnancy cycle in her mind, which should not exceed 16 weeks at most, but the fetal heartbeat should be very clear at 4 months, and B ultrasound can also see it more clearly, no matter which way can help Zhao Ping calm her nervous mood.

But everything can't be in a hurry, because Mu Chun is not sure, that sentence will make Zhao Ping become Zhao Min again, and now Zhao Min is desperately trying to get the worms out of his stomach.

"Is it good to do B-ultrasound first, you can see the B-ultrasound examination." Mu Chun turned the display screen of the bedside B-ultrasound detector to Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping nodded gratefully, and gently spat out a "thank you" from between her lips.

Mu Chun took a pair of gloves and put them on his hands, and then asked Zhao Ping to pull the sweater up slightly, Zhao Ping's movements were very slow, and the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Don't worry, it's okay, you can see the child in a while, are you looking at the screen, listen to me, look at the screen, wait a minute, the stomach will be a little cold, and then we will see the baby, although he is very small now, but you talk to him, he can also hear, don't worry, I'm here, it's okay, it's okay."

Mu Chun smeared a layer of couplant on Zhao Ping's stomach, then placed the ultrasound probe around the navel, and set a few parameters on the operation panel with his right hand, and after a few seconds, a small but clear figure appeared on the screen.

"Look, the baby is fine, very good, I'll do a fetal heart rate monitoring for you later, if everything is fine, you can rest here for a while, okay?" Mu Chun's every sentence is very light, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as light as Zen.

"Okay." Zhao Ping laughed while crying, and said nonsense: "I thought, I thought, that the child was going to be gone." “

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Mu Chun put away the probe head and asked.

"No, it's just a little cold right now, that thing is very cold." Zhao Ping burst into tears and laughed.

In Mu Chun's ears, it was really a good thing that Zhao Ping would suddenly make a joke. If it really becomes Zhao Ping, it is not a big problem, then live with Zhao Ping's personality first, so that at least the child is protected first.

When this level is passed, you can continue to make a treatment plan by finding a suitable time to have a good chat with Zhao Ping.

After Zhao Ping stopped clamoring for an abortion, Mu Chun hung in her throat and her heart fell slightly.

"Thank you, doctor, I'm better and should be able to go home." Zhao Ping propped up the bed with both hands and slowly sat up.

She really doesn't look bad, except for her hair is a little messy, but her makeup is very good, and she is still beautiful when she cries.

Mu Chun guessed that Zhao Min's incident today happened suddenly, but why did he suddenly say that he had a worm in his stomach and said that he was going to have a miscarriage, Mu Chun had no clue at all, and it was obviously impossible for Zhao Min to tell her what was going on.