Chapter 97: Encountering a Difficult Patient Second Update

When Song Hongguo arrived at the department, except for Qi Meishu, everyone came, exchanged a few words of greeting with each other, and then started the day's work, until eight o'clock, Qi Meishu was late.

Generally, people who are late are a little embarrassed, and they have to say a few words of self-reproach to make up for themselves, but she doesn't, she is still arrogant.

Song Hongguo looked up and knew why, Qi Meishu was wearing a very eye-catching today, Outside is a mid-length camel-colored woolen coat, big lapels, double-breasted, this is very fashionable and precious nowadays, it belongs to the kind that money can't buy, inside is a white sweater with a high neck, black corduroy pants underneath, and with small foreign leather shoes, walking on the road, the return rate is absolutely 100%.

She also changed her hairstyle, changed her two braids to a low ponytail, tied up with a red gauze scarf, she used to look good, and now she is so bothered to dress up, her appearance immediately jumped up a lot, if it used to be seventy points, now, people who appreciate goose egg faces and big eyes can give her ninety.

It would have been more perfect if there had been less provocation in her eyes and more tenderness.

"Ouch, Mi-sook, why are you dressed like this?" This is not a derogatory meaning, but too surprised, after all, it is not a year, and it is somewhat incomprehensible to dress up like this, Wang Suli is very puzzled, and after asking, she does not forget to sigh, "This coat is not cheap, right?" Last time, we hung one in the department store, saying that it came from Shanghai, and it was eighty yuan. ”

"Eighty?" Yao Yun couldn't help but gasp, "Just buy a piece of clothing, I'm really willing to do it." ”

Qi Meishu glanced at Song Hongguo, and then smiled disapprovingly, "What's reluctant?" Isn't it just two months' salary, and I don't have any children to raise, what are I saving money for? ”

Yao Yun felt that these words were mocking her, her face darkened, and she stopped talking.

And Song Hongguo knew that that sentence was stabbing her, and she suddenly felt funny, This is not comparable to her academic qualifications and medical skills, and she plans to crush her in terms of clothing?

It's a pity that it's destined to disappoint Qi Meishu, not to mention that she won't be jealous of this kind of thing at all, even if she is really provoked to compare, will she still lose?

What clothes does she want, the style will only look better, and she can still be dazzling for three days, but Qi Meishu, I'm afraid that she will wear most of her wealth, after all, no matter how high the doctor's salary is, she can eat and drink, and it is good to have a dozen yuan left every month, and she can save a year to buy such a suit.

She guessed correctly, Qi Meishu spent all the money she had saved since joining the work on this dress, in order to let the whole hospital see that she was no worse than Song Hongguo, she wanted to regain her glory, and she wanted to suppress Song Hongguo's limelight, a woman who needs to raise two children, what can compare with her?

However, what made her depressed was that Song Hongguo didn't seem to be hit by her, there was no envy and jealousy on that face, and there was no unwillingness, calm like a pool of water, but she was like a clown jumping off the beam, she performed stage, but the other party was indifferent, which was more powerless than punching cotton.

Wang Suli saw that her face suddenly became not very good-looking, and wondered if no one was praising her for being beautiful, so she quickly praised her from head to toe with a smile, Yao Yun also echoed absentmindedly, Han Xue pretended to be very busy and went out to check the room.

Song Hongguo, "......"

She smiled and didn't speak.

As everyone knows, that smile is enough for Qi Meishu to feel uncomfortable, in her opinion, it is a mockery, a contemptuous laugh, a disdainful laugh, but the conscience of heaven and earth, Song Hongguo really feels that she is smiling very kindly, at least, Wang Suli and Yao Yun don't see any disharmony between them.

Soon, the outpatient side sent the patient over, and this little episode was not taken care of, the patient's due date was just a few days ago, and he was hospitalized early for safety.

In recent years, this situation is still rare, most of them wait until they see red or break the amniotic water before they come in a hurry, and they can't wait to leave after giving birth, as if the hospital is only responsible for helping them give birth to a child, and they don't need to pay attention to the early and late stages, which also leads to the rapid rotation of patients in the obstetrics and gynecology ward, one after another, and it may end in two or three days.

When Song Hongguo saw the patient, he was not surprised, the patient's name was Hu Xiuli, he cut his short hair refreshingly, and his face was more rounded, even if he was a pregnant woman who was going to give birth, he was not wearing it at all, navy blue suspenders, a red sweater inside, and a black cotton jacket outside, with an open arms, and a high belly, like carrying a big watermelon.

When she entered the ward, the other party was sitting on the bed eating apples, and she was squeamish and disgusted that the apples were too sour, and she ate them reluctantly, as if others were begging her to eat them.

Her husband stood on the edge of the bed, laughing and coaxing, with a gentle face.

Hu Xiuli didn't appreciate it, and shouted to drink malt milk essence, and when she saw Song Hongguo, not only did she not restrain herself, but she also inexplicably tossed more and more ruthlessly.

Song Hongguo was speechless, her face was not obvious, and she started the consultation in an orderly manner, but the other party was obviously not very cooperative, and she was irritable with a look of ignorance, and her husband was good-natured to add on the side, so that it could go on.

Song Hongguo was not angry, and when she did the examination, she saw that Hu Xiuli was still going to be a demon, and she was not used to her problems, so she asked directly, "Do you have an opinion on me or the hospital?" Or do you have an opinion about yourself? ”

Hu Xiuli immediately asked unhappily, "What do you mean?" ”

Song Hongguo stood on the side of the bed, put her hands in the pockets of her white coat, looked at her condescendingly, and said expressionlessly, "If you have an opinion about me, you can apply for a change of attending doctor, if you have an opinion about our hospital, you can transfer to another place to give birth, if you have an opinion about yourself, then you continue to toss like this, anyway, the body is your own, and the child is also your own, you have the final say." ”

"You ......"

Seeing that Hu Xiuli was about to turn her face, her husband Wang Zhijun immediately said, "Doctor Song, right?" You misunderstood, we have no opinion on you and the hospital, Xiuli is not feeling well, and she is about to be under pressure, so there is no patience, you have to bear more. ”

resting on the sober-minded person, at this time, he turned the page by borrowing the donkey from the slope, but Wang Xiuli obviously did not suffer a loss, immediately pulled down her face, and pushed her husband angrily, shouting at the top of her voice, "What are you talking about?" Are you guilty of speaking softly to her little doctor? Does she deserve it? I just have an opinion about her, what's wrong? You went to find Director Wang for me, thinking that everyone is worthy of giving birth to me? ”

"Beautiful ......" was treated like this by his wife in front of outsiders, no matter how good-tempered a man was, he felt embarrassed and embarrassed, Wang Zhijun blushed, and he was at a loss for a while.

(End of chapter)