Ji Xiang finally begged bitterly, and finally got his wish and returned to the ward with a gastric tube.

The uncle in the next bed said with a disdainful face, "You couldn't talk about the stomach tube just now, why did you get cowardly so quickly." ”

"Hehe, I hurt so badly, my brain is not good."

"I think you're not using your brain right now." The woman who took care of the old man said, "Your stomach doesn't hurt anymore, and you still stuff a tube in your nose, isn't this a disaster?" ”

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Ji Xiang smiled, it turned out that this time he felt like this, he looked up and down at the patient accompanying the bed next door, and asked, "What is the old man's disease?" ”

"I said it was intestinal obstruction, and I was given a tube of medicine, and I didn't take it seriously when I heard the name of the medicine." The patient's daughter replied.

Her tone was full of attitudes, especially the three words that were not serious, as if the doctor in charge of the bed had used his groping hands.

"What kind of medicine was given?" Ji Xiang asked.

"What's it called?"

"Glycerin enema, it's a good medicine."

"You know!" The patient's daughter sniffled and said disdainfully, "Just now he told us that the doctor doesn't understand fart, your stomach doesn't hurt anymore, and he still has to admit you to the hospital just to make more money." ”

Do you have one? Ji Xiang scratched his head and decided to take the pot.

"It hurt so hard just now, my mind was blank, and I couldn't think of anything." Ji Xiang explained, "It's much better now, and I will do what the doctor says I will do." ”

The patient's daughter looked at Ji Xiang with strange eyes, as if she didn't know why he had suddenly changed into a different person.

"That's what he is." Ji Xiang's "lover" reprimanded, "When we met when we were young, he was willing to brag, and he talked like a dog." ”

"Hahaha." The daughter of the patient in the next bed laughed.

"One day, I don't know what I was angry about outside, and when I came home, I fell and stumbled, pointed to my nose and said what to eat tonight. Can I get used to his stinky temper, old lady? Knowing that he has itchy skin, just scold a few words. ”

"As a result, all he had to do was beat up, and after a few minutes he went to cook on his own."

Ji Xiang's "lover" said and glanced at him proudly.

"Hey." Ji Xiang is not embarrassed, all kinds of strange people have to empathize with themselves, if they are embarrassed and embarrassed because of such a bit of, then there is no need to empathize.

Immediately, Ji Xiang asked, "Did you use Jieda?" ”

"Give you back yours, you were scolded by the doctor today? Mother, I'll scold a few words, why should they scold you! Ji Xiang's "lover" asked suspiciously.

"Nope." Ji Xiang said, "The doctor was kind to me, and we had a cordial and friendly communication. ”

He only explained a word, and stared at the patient in the next bed.

"It's useless, they said they wanted an enema at first, but I didn't understand it, so I just gave it. I happened to pass by the processing room and saw the nurse preparing to give an enema to another patient. Such a thick pipe, it is said to be stuffed into the skin swallow! ”

The daughter of the patient in the next bed gestured with her hand, and Ji Xiang frowned slightly, whether it is a clean enema or a laxative enema, such a thick tube is not needed.

Exaggeration, this must be an "appropriate" exaggeration.

It is a figure of speech.

"My dad doesn't suffer from this!" The patient's daughter in the next bed spoke in a positive voice for 3 minutes and then gave an affirmative answer.

Ji Xiang was also helpless, he had no idea why the daughter of the patient in the next bed was afraid.

There are countless clinical treatment measures, but some of them are indeed difficult to accept, such as prolonged gastric tube, urinary tube or tracheal intubation, ventilator assisted breathing, etc.

But enemas ...... The level of pain can only be described as moderate.

"So what are you going to do?" Ji Xiang asked.

"I called the people in my hometown and asked, and they said that there was an earthwork." The daughter of the patient in the next bed said with a slight smugness, "This thing is just dry stool, just lubricate it." ”

It does make sense, in fact, the principle of enema is similar, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

"People in my hometown say that when you can't pull out, you can just eat two plates of fatty slices."

“……”

"I'm ready, it just so happens that my dad likes meat."

"The doctor said he was not allowed to eat or drink." Ji Xiang said very seriously.

"The doctor said, the doctor said, everything the doctor said, and they deserve it. This group of people is second-rate, and they can't catch up with the barefoot doctor when my dad was young! At that time, doctors were dedicated to curing diseases and saving people, but now they are just trying to make money! The daughter of the patient in the next bed said disdainfully.

Ji Xiang sighed in his heart.

Although it is just empathy, it is just a bizarre experience made up of code or other black technology, but the old man in the bed next door in Ji Xiang's eyes is still a patient.

He inevitably had to say a few more words, until the daughter of the patient in the next bed looked at Ji Xiang with a knife in her eyes.

Ji Xiang was helpless, and nagged a few words, which caused greater disgust to the patient's family, so he had to shut up.

With the chatter of his "lover" in his ears and the nagging of the daughter of the patient in the next bed, this empathetic experience is not good.

In addition, Ji Xiang doesn't like the stomach tube very much.

When the tube passes through the nasal cavity and pharynx, Ji Xiang will reflexively tear, although he can only endure it in order to treat the disease, but always wiping his tears has greatly reduced Ji Xiang's experience.

An hour later, the daughter of the patient in the next bed returned with a thermos bucket sent by her family.

She began to prepare the meal.

The button meat made at home is almost lean and all of it is fat.

When I moved slightly, the fat flickered and moved, shiny, fat and smooth.

The old man was in high spirits when he saw the fat, unlike Ji Xiang, who had already been pushed at a glance.

Not to mention eating, just looking at Ji Xiang felt a little sick to his stomach.

The daughter of the patient in the next bed prepared garlic paste and soy sauce, and served the elderly to eat after they were ready.

The old man was obviously very fond of eating, and he took a piece of fatty meat, trembling at the edges, dipped it in the garlic paste and put it in his mouth.

"呲熘~"

Ji Xiang vaguely heard the sound of fat being "sucked" into his mouth.

At the same time, Ji Xiang's mouth was secreted with saliva, Ji Xiang subconsciously swallowed saliva, and the stomach tube rubbed against the pharyngeal wall, bringing a burst of pain and discomfort.

The nerve reflex to the lacrimal tubule, and Ji Xiang swallowed saliva while crying, as if he was crying greedily.

"I'm eating, too." Ji Xiang's "lover" saw that the old man was eating deliciously, and seemed to be hungry, so he took out the insulated lunch box and prepared to eat.

Countless malice shrouded all around, especially the smell of meat and food, Ji Xiang felt that he was being targeted by this world.

The more Ji Xiang "cried", the more sad he became.

For a patient who is under a gastric tube and cannot eat or drink, the smell of food can be listed as one of the top 10 tortures.

No wonder so many patients are disobedient and have to eat, Ji Xiang swallowed his saliva.

The swallowing action pulled the gastric tube, and there was another burst of pain, and tears flowed.