Qin Ran asked, in fact, it doesn't matter if he can come back a day early, an hour, or a second.

"Fool," Zhong Zhicheng's voice was full of pampering, "It depends on the specific situation, but it should be certain to go back early." ”

"So- you're not mad at me, are you?" Qin Ran asked cautiously.

"What are you angry about?" Zhong Zhicheng didn't know what Qin Ran was talking about.

"Okay," Qin Ran was a little disappointed and a little relieved.

After a few more words, Qin Ran heard his exhaustion and urged him to rest quickly.

didn't ask him how he lost his phone, he simply hugged the phone, but Qin Ran didn't know what to say.

Obviously, Zhong Zhicheng's side was also silent, Zhong Zhicheng was not as calm as Zhong Zhicheng in the past, Qin Ran's heart that had been going away with him seemed to have suddenly lost his way.

The two of them did not say such polite words as "goodbye", and the phone was hung up in silence.

I don't know who pressed the button to hang up first, Qin Ran felt that it might be herself, it was an unintentional mistake under her distraught.

In the next few days, Qin Ran did not take the initiative to contact Zhong Zhicheng, perhaps because the residual pride in her heart did not allow her to do so, or maybe it was a normal reaction after tasting the bitter fruit of love for the first time.

This kind of hot and cold mode of communication, Qin Ran can't accept it very much.

Qin Ran's efforts at the beginning were too enthusiastic, so that there is now, under the influence of someone's emotions, a kind of abruptness.

promised Zhao Ziyang about it, and Qin Ran made a perfect deal.

However, Qin Ran also left a careful thought, and she kept backups of both the paper version and the electronic version.

It's not that this task is important, it's just that there are some problems that Qin Ran can't pay attention to very deeply.

It was regarded as "charging" himself, in order to help Zhong Zhicheng write the articles that he promised him at the beginning.

Qin Ran's life is basically two points and one line, except for the hospital is home.

Xiao Lan naturally couldn't look past it and pulled her to go shopping. She has always been restless, so every time she is "embarrassed" with Ling Jiaran, she sweeps the mall.

Ling Jiaran swept the mall to buy what he liked, and Xiao Lan didn't buy it, so he went to the Internet to shop.

Qin Ran was naturally more boring, and she was not so fanatical about shopping.

However, there are still occasional outings and chatting over tea.

Since Xiao Lan and Mo Shaoyan broke off contact, Qin Ran felt that Xiao Lan was a lot more alive.

The small days are moisturized, and the makeup is gradually becoming lighter.

After work this day, Xiao Lan made an appointment with Qin Ran in advance and was going to take her shopping.

When Qin Ran came out of the urology department, he happened to meet a patient who had been transferred from the emergency department.

The person in charge of receiving the treatment is Zhao Ziyang.

Zhao Ziyang is tall and stands out among the medical staff, he has just undergone surgery, and the protective clothing under the white coat has not had time to change.

It is estimated that the patient was notified to receive this patient as soon as he came out of the operation.

Three or five nurses and several doctors came out of the special elevator pushing the mobile beds.

Qin Ran, who was waiting for the elevator, was really stunned when she saw such a huge scene.

If it weren't for seeing Zhao Ziyang come out to receive the doctor calmly, Qin Ran must have thought that something big was going to happen.

Zhao Ziyangchong, who was waiting for Qin Ran, who was waiting for the elevator next to him, beckoned, "Come here, follow." ”

His voice was strong and powerful, and it was a little dull because of the mask.

With that, he turned and led a group of people towards the ward in the deepest part of the corridor.

Qin Ran didn't think about understanding to keep up, thinking that this patient must be a typical case.

But seeing Zhao Ziyang's methodical command of the nurses of the Department of Urology, the emergency nurses, and several accompanying doctors to help the patient quickly check in and treat quickly, Qin Ran consciously went to the office and quickly changed into a white coat.

When he came out of the office, Zhao Ziyang had already listened to the accompanying doctors explain his condition.

Qin Ran observed the male doctor who talked to Zhao Ziyang in his self-study, he was not tall, and a pair of gold-framed glasses set off his elegant temperament.

When he spoke, he was not hurried, and with his movements, it could be seen that his explanation must be very detailed.

Although Zhao Ziyang was tall, he listened attentively and did not interrupt him when the doctor opposite him was talking.

Only after the doctor introduced the situation, Zhao Ziyang asked a few questions, and after hearing the answer, he nodded knowingly, and then beckoned, signaling Qin Ran, who was not far away, to come over.

Qin Ran trotted over, and Zhao Ziyang said, "Hypertensive nephropathy, go and measure the patient's blood pressure."

"Go immediately," Qin Ran went to the nurse's station to borrow a blood pressure monitor for mercury, and borrowed Ji Kang's stethoscope, and ran to the ward excitedly.

When she passed by Zhao Ziyang and the doctor, she heard the doctor say, "My boss will hand it over to you, since he has entered the hospital, he is a patient in this hospital, so Dr. Zhao has bothered." ”

"Since you have said it, if you enter Zhida Hospital, you are a patient of Zhida Hospital, no matter who you are, you are my patient here, I will be responsible, and Dr. Li does not need to put pressure on me."

Zhao Ziyang's tone of response was very cold, this was the first time Qin Ran had seen Zhao Ziyang and people who were not approachable, like a cold-blooded animal.

But that's all she heard.

Entering the ward, Qin Ran found that it was a single room.

The layout of this ward is so beautiful that it doesn't look like a hospital room, like a five-star hotel room.

The room has its own en-suite bathroom and a small living room with a leather sofa surrounding a brown glass coffee table with a purple clay pot and a set of terracotta-colored tea bowls.

Of course, the main thing is the area where the patient lives.

Even the hospital bed is specially made, which not only meets the needs of movement, but also satisfies the aesthetic enjoyment, the whole bed is wooden, and the rollers and mechanical connections have been specially treated, and it is impossible to see that this is a movable hospital bed without looking carefully.

Not far from the bed is a large window with a small park behind the hospital building. The lilacs in the garden, the elegance of lilac, are arranged in clusters on the green grass, like a natural oil painting.

When Qin Ran came in, the nurse had just finished injecting the patient, packed up the things on the cart, and prepared to leave.

Seeing Qin Ran coming in, the nurse greeted Qin Ran and pushed the cart away.

The patient was a middle-aged man who felt a few years older than Qin Zhenghua.

Before Qin Ran came in, he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. After Qin Ran came in, he was disturbed, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of frustration, just glanced at Qin Ran, smiled and asked, "Little doctor, come to measure blood pressure?"

He naturally saw the blood pressure monitor in Qin Ran's hand, as an old patient, he was naturally very familiar with the diagnosis and treatment process.

"Hello, Dr. Zhao ordered me to come and measure your blood pressure," Qin Ran explained his intentions clearly, and he couldn't help but be kind and cordial to him.

Helping the middle-aged man to get up and let him sit quietly for a while, Qin Ran pulled out the small table on the bed, let him stretch out his right arm, and put it on the table.

After measuring his blood pressure, he took off his stethoscope, and was ready to tell the middle-aged man about his blood pressure problem.

I don't want the middle-aged man to open his mouth first, "140, 190, not low," his tone was full of naughty sighs.

Qin Ran was amazed that he could read the blood pressure monitor by himself, and the numbers were very accurate, and they were exactly the same as the results she got with the stethoscope.

"Don't be surprised, I'm all sick," the middle-aged man said with a smile, "You're an intern." ”

"Yes, your eyesight is really good," Qin Ran couldn't help but admire, and inadvertently looked up to see the patient information on his hospital bed, Qin Ran was surprised again - the word "Mo Qing" jumped on it.

"Your surname is Mo, too?" Qin Ran asked curiously, but later felt that it was inappropriate, so she immediately changed her words, "Mr. Mo, how many years have you been ill?" ”

"It's been many years, I can't remember the specifics, my personal doctor, Dr. Li, knows," the man named Mo Qing sorted out the hospital gown he had messed up just now because of his blood pressure measurement.

The movements are decent, and it looks like you're sorting out a suit shirt.

"Has your blood pressure been at this level or has it risen recently?" Qin Ran continued to inquire about the condition, preparing to explain the dangers of high blood pressure to him according to different situations.

Although it seems a bit redundant, it is only when you have a deep contact with it and learn it that you know that it is the cause of many diseases.

"It's high and low, if it weren't for my son coming home to see me this time, and the emergency call was broadcast in time, I guess I would have climbed the chimney by this time," he really felt like he was on the edge of life and death.

"Then you have to cooperate with the treatment, high blood pressure is very dangerous," Qin Ran was also worried when she heard it.

"Of course I know this, but my son doesn't let me worry about it, and my daughter doesn't let me worry about it. Ay! When the children grow up, they are all white-eyed wolves, and their parents have to follow behind to deal with a lot of things for them," the man sighed, and when he saw Qin Ran, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Why didn't I let my children go to study medicine in the first place?" I should be like you, go to study medicine, know how to be considerate of people, and understand my pain. ”

"Doctors are too tired, if your children study medicine, you will feel even more distressed," Qin Ran has seen countless parents who envy medical students and want their children to become doctors, but just as their children are studying medicine, it is another way to say, "You don't know, our teachers say that if their children dare to study medicine in the future, they will definitely break their children's legs." ”

"Hahaha," the middle-aged man burst into a hearty laugh, his laughter was not like his previous kind face, there was a kind of majesty in it.

"Your teacher is right, parents love their children, and doctors are hard. But let me say that being a parent is the hardest. ”

Qin Ran could see that this was a sigh from a father.

But she still couldn't help but distinguish: "It also depends on how the parents behave, if the child's mother is gone, and the father is gone, I don't think it's hard to be such a parent."

Obviously, Qin Ran's answer made the middle-aged man stunned for a moment, and after that, the smile he had been wearing disappeared, leaving only deep contemplation.

"You're right."

Suddenly, his eyes became hollow.

Qin Ran heard some of the sluggish emotions in his four words, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, my answer affected your mood." ”

"No, no, no, I really reflect on what you said, I'm a person who likes to speculate."

"It's better to ponder this than to ponder your condition."

This majestic voice caused Qin Ran to look back and interrupted Mo Qing's meditation.

Zhao Ziyang took the lead, "Mo Lao, you can be regarded as a frequent visitor to our department." Do you want to try dialysis in the nephrology department or a kidney transplant in our department this time?"