Laughing embarrassedly, Wen Lu had the urge to bite her tongue.

In general, the change in the hospital's policy is good for her future, but Wen Lu is not interested in being a doctor, and if she can, she thinks it would be good to be a researcher specializing in research.

At this moment, she can't get an inch, she has to know how to back down.

Lu Yaocheng naturally didn't care about these little things with her, but it was her "dogleg" posture after changing her face that made him feel different, and she was cute and vivid at the moment.

Hanging up the phone, Wen Lu packed up her things and prepared to go to the emergency room with Du Moyou, because they were in the same department, they happened to be placed in the same class.

Du Moyou is a little tired today, because he has a new seriously ill child, and he has been busy these days.

"That child is so pitiful, with seventy percent burns all over his body, like a charred corpse and inhuman," Du Moyou spread weakly on the lower bunk of the duty room, his eyes were dull on his back, staring blankly at the bed board on the upper bunk.

Wen Lu packed up the materials she sorted out today, didn't want to waste her time at night, and was ready to study, but she saw Du Moyou looking so lost.

"The kid is in the burn surgery," Wen Lu turned to look at her and asked about the situation.

"Well, our pediatric department participates in the consultation, because it is a major disease, several departments jointly diagnose and treat, and the main force is the burn surgery department and our pediatrics," Du Moyou didn't dare to close his eyes, as long as he closed his eyes, his eyes and mind were full of devastated children.

"Hey, that's why I'm reluctant to touch patients," Wen Lu lay on the table, drawing in circles with the cap of a pen, "Seeing such a patient, I feel distressed and powerless, although I really can't do anything, but I always have deep self-blame in my heart." ”

The two talked for a while, and the nurse outside the door hurriedly knocked on the door.

"Emergency, emergency, Moyou, Wenlu, hurry up."

"Right now."

"Right now."

The two quickly cheered up, Wen Lu took the white clothes on the hanger and put them on, and hurriedly ran to the emergency room after Du Moyou.

There was a group of people on the periphery of the disposal room, all uniformed.

Wen Lu walked in with Du Moyou, and the fishy smell on their faces made the two of them wrinkle their noses unconsciously.

Inside the house, Xiang Kun is explaining the situation to another young male doctor.

Seeing Du Moyou come in, Xiang Kun suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Doctor Du, hurry up and show him, what is the situation?" ”

Zong Zheng, who was sitting next to Xiang Kun, had a very painful expression, and a foul smell emanated from his body, and the little nurse who was supposed to be in the house couldn't stand the smell and ran outside early.

"What's the situation?" Du Moyou asked immediately, and then bowed down to check the wound on Zong Zheng's body.

Yellowish-green pus oozed from the sutured wounds, and he had a similar condition in multiple wounds around his body.

The young male doctor had already carried out the disinfection first, and the sting of the disinfectant water was painful and hideous.

Du Moyou raised his hand and touched Zong Zheng's forehead, "I have a fever, help him take his temperature in a while." ”

Xiang Kun stepped forward anxiously, "He must not be fine, we investigated the situation last time." Those people grabbed the rented house of the old man who thought he was lonely, and he fought with the gang because he helped the old man, because there were grievances between the two sides before, so both sides were very heavy. No, I'm going to be annoyed to death these days, someone always comes to intercede with him, something is going to happen to him, and my unit is going to be overturned. ”

Du Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Xiang Kun seriously.

Xiang Kun immediately shut up, "I was wrong last time, I should listen to your good question." But—when I asked him, he didn't say anything. ”

"He should often make similar mistakes, so this time he also regarded himself as a habitual offender, thinking that he would come out after a few days, so he didn't say anything," Du Moyou understands the psychology of Zongzheng, and after being wrong a thousand times, he will feel that it is wrong once, and people like Zongzheng have blurred the boundaries between good and evil.

Xiang Kun looked at Du Moyou in shock, what he couldn't figure out, Du Moyou actually found the most reasonable explanation for all this.

"Are you a roundworm in his stomach? How do you know everything? Xiang Kun questioned.

"I just think he's not bad yet," Du Moyou ignored it, burying his head in carefully looking at the pus flowing from Zong Zheng's body.

The young male doctor stepped forward, pushed his glasses, and said solemnly: "Looking at the color, I suspect that it is Pseudomonas aeruginosa infection." ”

"Pseudomonas aeruginosa?" Wen Lu's heart then pinched, "That kind of bacteria is extremely resistant to antibiotics, and his wounds are many and deep, I'm afraid it will be difficult to control." ”

At this moment, because of fever and pain, Zongzheng's whole person was chaotic, he was lying on the bed in the disposal room, his eyes were half-squinted, and he did not completely faint.

Du Moyou drove Xiang Kun out, and only the three of them were left in the room.

Wen Lu asked worriedly: "Do you want to find the teacher to come and have a look first?" ”

Du Moyou sighed, "Even if the teacher comes, there is no good way, not to mention that it is dark now." I suspect that it may not be Pseudomonas aeruginosa, so I will collect the pus first, take it for a culture, and identify it. ”

"What kind of medicine is used to reduce inflammation?" The result didn't come out, and it was not clear how to use the medicine, in case it was used incorrectly, Zongzheng might lose his life, Wen Lu thought it would be better to let the teacher take a look.

The young male doctor next to him also agreed with Wen Lu's point of view.

"Give him a spectrum of antibiotics to try to control it first, and then make a decision when the results come out," Du Moyou instructed the nurse to prepare an infusion to reduce inflammation.

She walked over to Jong-mason again and patted him on the shoulder in an attempt to awaken his consciousness.

Leaning into Zong Zheng's ear, Du Moyou asked in a low voice: "Have you not used anti-inflammatory drugs well these days?" ”

Zong Zheng was blindfolded, and vaguely saw Du Moyou's outline through the cracks in his eyes, and the unfamiliar but very beautiful voice came from his eardrums, making him her.

At this moment, the wound was like the bite of thousands of ants, painful and itchy, with fever and headache, and he could discern the meaning of Du Moyou's inquiry, and he nodded in a daze.

"Sure enough," Du Moyou was angry, "I don't care about my body at all." ”

"What's wrong?" Wen Lu didn't understand why Du Moyou was suddenly angry, she has always had a good temper when dealing with patients on weekdays, and she is also known for her gentleness.

"He," Du Moyou said, pointing to Zong Zheng who was lying on the hospital bed, "In order to come to the hospital, the anti-inflammatory drugs prescribed to him were not used on time. ”

Wen Lu was shocked.

No wonder he had such a severe infection.

"What is he doing this for?" Wen Lu didn't understand.

"The two people who were admitted to the hospital with him last time are still lying in the intensive care ward, and he probably wants to come to the hospital to see how they are doing," Du Moyou didn't know why he understood Zongzheng's mind so well.

Wen Lu helped Du Moyou remove the threads on Zongzheng's wound, and carefully applied anti-inflammatory drugs to the wounds all over his body. Zong Zheng was unconscious, turning his body would involve muscles, and then the wounds all over his body, so the three of them could only slowly turn Zong Zheng's body hard and carefully, and treat the wounds all over his body little by little.

When everything was dealt with, the three of them were sweating profusely.

"He is affectionate and righteous, and he doesn't even want his life in order to see his brother," Wen Lu admired Zongzheng's enthusiasm and true temperament.

Du Moyou complained at this time, "I lost my life in vain, I should send him to a mental hospital." ”

Du Moyou put Zong Zheng into the ward, and a few nurses came in to push the bed.

Several people worked together to transfer Zongzheng to the hospital bed that was pushed, because of the bumps in the transfer process, which involved the wounds on Zongzheng's body, Zongzheng groaned in pain.

"Lightly," Du Moyou quickly reminded.

Xiang Kun on the side hurriedly stepped forward, and when he heard Zong Zheng still speaking, half of his heart was in his stomach.

"He had to be hospitalized. But his infection is very serious, so I will prepare a separate ward for him, and you can quickly contact his family to help him go through the admission procedures," Du Moyou said to Xiang Kun.

Xiang Kun scratched his head and made a difficulty, "I've known him for so long, I haven't heard of him and his family," Thinking about it, Xiang Kun suddenly remembered that a girl left him his contact information last time, saying that Zongzheng had anything to contact her, "I think of a person, it should be reliable, I'll make a call." ”

He came out with his mobile phone to make a call, and the phone rang a few times, and it was connected over there.

"Miss Zhang? I'm Xiang Kun, Zongzheng is now in the emergency department of the First Hospital of Zhida University, after treatment, he is now continuing to go through the admission procedures, can you come over? Xiang Kun anxiously explained the situation.

There was silence for a while, but his tone was not in a hurry at all, and he said lukewarmly: "How is he doing?" ”

"It's stable, and now I need my family to come and go through the hospitalization procedures," Xiang Kun urged in his heart to hope that she could come soon.

There was silence again, and then he said impatiently, "I'll be there in a moment." ”

Xiang Kun's heart was completely in his stomach, and he rushed to find Du Moyou.

"Dr. Du, I've already contacted his friend, come over in a moment, you can explain anything to her," Xiang Kun said.

Du Mo nodded, turned around and instructed the nurse to push Zong Zheng to the single ward.

Wen Lu stayed with Du Moyou to meet Zongzheng's relatives, and the young male doctor accompanied Zongzheng to the ward.

When a familiar beauty shadow appeared in the emergency hall, Wen Lu and Du Moyou were both stunned.

"Junlan? How are you? Du Moyou asked in surprise.

"Doctor Du, do you know?" Xiang Kun looked at everything in front of him for some reason.

Zhang Junlan slowly spoke, "I am also a student of this hospital, and Moyou is my roommate. ”

This time it was Xiang Kun's turn to look surprised, and his jaw was about to fall off.

"How's the situation with Zongzheng?" Zhang Junlan frowned and asked.

Du Moyou explained, "The wound is suppurating, I have submitted for identification, wait for the results first, and initially suspect that it is Pseudomonas aeruginosa infection." ”

Zhang Junlan also knew what it meant for Pseudomonas aeruginosa infection, and she had always been a tomboy and had no heart or lungs at the moment.

"I'll go and help him get admitted to the hospital first," Zhang Junlang thought to the emergency inpatient registration office.

Du Moyou looked at her thin figure, and then sped up to keep up.

The hospitalization fee and various expenses add up to 3,000, Zhang Junlan took out the card and handed it to the staff at the window.

"There wasn't enough money," the staff said.

Zhang Junlan took out his wallet again and searched all his wallets, but only found more than 200 cash.

"I'll come," Du Moyou took out his card and handed it to the window to swipe it again.