Cinnabar mole brand

Chapter 191

Wen Jing has been an intern in the burn department for almost a month. Now she sits at the long table and writes a summary of the department. She uses a lot of pen and ink to thank the director, because she really likes their director.

At her age, it is very lucky to meet a mature and steady senior who is willing to teach her hand in hand.

Maybe this liking contains many aspects, but she doesn't want to define it by love between men and women, she prefers to regard the director as a mentor.

"Hurry up, Wen Jing, a patient is here, help the director quickly." A doctor knocked on the table and immediately left the office to go to another place.

"understood."

Wen Jing didn't bother to fasten the pen cap, so she hurried to the consultation room. The consultation room is where doctors change the patients' dressings, and only those patients who can't get out of bed will receive treatment in the hospital bed.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" A doctor and two nurses rushed in the corridor pushing the bed, followed by a man and a woman. The little boy on the bed was crying, and everyone in the department could hear his stern cry cry.

Chu Sha also hurried over from the outpatient clinic. When he walked into the consultation room, he saw the boy with his lower body naked. The boy's legs seemed to be scalded, with big blisters one after another, and the skin was so hot that it was broken. His skin was getting dry, he went to wash his hands with disinfectant, put on gloves for the next step of inspection, "Wen Jing, you give me ten packets of nanometers, six bottles of medicine, five ointments, and one at the nurse's station." Salt water, big bottle."

The little boy was lying on the bed crying and howling, he couldn't hear what he was saying, only the sentence "I hurt you" is the most clear, Wen Jing hurriedly looked away, and immediately went to do what the director arranged for her.

Zhang Zhangyou walked in while wearing a hat, and he handed a piece of paper to Chu Sha, "Director, this is the proof you want."

"Put it in my office." Chu Sha took a dressing change kit and put it on the car, opened it and arranged the things one by one, then took the growth factor that Wen Jing handed over and put it on the side, "Nano unfold and put it on the tray inside."

"understood."

Chu Sha cut a hole in the potion with scissors, and poured the salt water onto the boy's leg, "Zhang You, hold his leg, and the parents hold his upper body, kid, hold on, it hurts a bit."

"Ahhh——" The little boy was sweating from the pain, his hands were in a claw-like position, and the back of his feet was tense.

The child's mother burst into tears, "Doctor, take it easy."

"This can't be taken lightly." Chu Sha was not shaken by the child's pain or the parents' distress, "Wen Jing, put a gauze on me."

Wen Jing almost instantly opened a gauze and put it in the tray. She is no longer as clumsy as when she first arrived.

A nurse came in with a notebook, "Family, did your child visit our hospital last year?"

"I do not know."

"You are the child's own mother, don't you know if he has lived in our hospital? We have his information in our system."

"Then I'll call his father and ask." The child's mother took out her mobile phone and called.

"Hurry up, we have to go through the formalities."

"You help me lift one leg, and the family member lifts the other, put on the gloves, hurry up."

A nurse grabbed the boy's hand and disinfected his hand, "The hand is not injured, I thought it was burnt too. How long has it been since you took a shower? Look at the dirty hands."

Wen Jing put on the gloves, and the little boy's lower body was completely naked and unable to wear it. She grabbed the boy's ankle and lifted the scalded leg, even though she could smell the boy's feet through the mask. Smelly and dirty.

The burn department is really tiring, and you have to touch the ugly and smelly wounds of the patients, and you can't show your disgust.

Some patients who love cleanliness are okay, but there are many old people here, and the old people have an old man's smell.

Even if the patient is injured on their feet or in some private places, they still have to do it.

Wen Jing was taught a lesson before because she didn't want to watch the director treat a middle-aged man's wound near the genitals. Now she doesn't react when she sees the little boy's cunt, she just does what a doctor should do.

"It's true that you are a girl, but you are also a doctor. You will not only have to see it, but also meet it. Do you have to avoid it like this now? No industry is easy, and you are not For those female stars, fans will feel sorry for you next time. You are a doctor, no one will care if you are wronged or not, everyone is worried about the patients, they are our center, you are not, and neither am I."

Chu Sha poured some salt water into the tray containing the gauze, and poured the growth factor into the tray containing nanometers. He soaked the gauze in the salt water with his hands, and then took the gauze to wipe the boy's scalded leg.

"Ahhh—Mom, I'm in pain! Mom, I'm in pain! Ahhh, ahh—"

"Hold on, what grade are you in?" Chu Sha asked, her hands kept moving, she wiped off the scalded skin, and cut open the big blisters with scissors.

"I, I'm in the third grade, I hurt, don't do it anymore, I hurt! Mom, I hurt..."

"Director, I'm going to ask the nurse to come over and give him a painkiller injection." Zhang Zhangyou also threw aside the gauze that had been wiped off the rotten skin, and he walked out of the consultation room after receiving confirmation.

The child's mother hugged the child's head and shed tears. She leaned against the child's ear and said something, then kissed the child's forehead a few times, looking very distressed.

Chu Sha put the used gauze aside, "Why are you crying? Put away your tears. If you are making trouble here, you might as well go out. The child is already crying, so why are you crying? Are you here to cry for me?"

The child's mother was trained to hold back her tears, and she wiped away her tears aggrieved.

"Don't talk about my mother, I hurt..."

"He's still a good boy, who is this man?" Chu Sha poured the growth factor onto the nanometer in the tray, and he rolled the nanometer to let the growth factor penetrate, "Xiao Zhang, give me two oil sands."

Wen Jing had been lifting the boy's legs for a while, her arms were sore, she felt that she was going to be unable to hold on, so she changed her posture very slightly.

"my brother."

Chu Sha took advantage of the diversion of the little boy's attention and stuck the Nano on the bloody calf. Before the little boy yelled again, he continued to ask, "How old is your brother?"

"He's nineteen." The little boy was sobbing, he had lost the pain he had been shouting just now, and the nurse was grabbing him with a painkiller injection with one hand.

"What did you study?"

Chu Sha's tone was calm, he was not flustered like the others, which gave the boy an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, the boy looked at his elder brother, "It's not up."

"That's work?" Chu Sha continued to paste the nanometer, added oil sand to the severely injured place, and pasted layers of gauze on it. He pointed to the bottom cabinet without raising his head. , "Xiao Zhang, you call that for me."

"No, at home."

"How did you get it ironed?" Chu Sha pulled out the dressing cotton that Zhang Zhangyou opened from the bag, took off the production license stuck on it, and then wrapped the boy's leg with the dressing cotton, "Give me a massage." Stretch gauze."

"Boil water at home and keep the stove hot."

Chu Sha stopped asking questions, but wrapped elastic gauze around the boy's leg, and finally tore it off with his hands, "Send it to the ward, this bed has to be returned to the emergency room."

The boy's mother and elder brother circled around the boy like two headless chickens, while the nurse gave advice, but there was no result for a long time.

Chu Sha took off the gloves and threw them into the trash bin. He pointed to the boy's elder brother, "It doesn't weigh much. You take your brother to the ward."

"He can't hold it."

"Is there anything you can't hold? It's nineteen and you can't do anything?" Chu Sha squeezed the disinfectant and washed his hands. He watched the boy's mother and brother carry the boy away, "Wen Jing, you should go to the next one." I'm in the department, right? You're still asked to work overtime, I'm sorry, but you won't come this afternoon."

"Well, I'm off work then."

Sheng Anya, who stood at the door watching for a long time, left, and she returned to her younger brother's ward, "It's a scalded child."

Sheng Annan just fell asleep at noon today, when he was disturbed by the noise outside, especially the screams, he asked his sister to go out to see what was going on.

There was a rattling sound, and Sheng Anya opened the door strangely, and a fat man in overalls rushed in with a box of yogurt, "Dad, I'm here."

"Your father is not here, get out."

"But Aunt Yin told me that Dad's office is the biggest, so it's very big here." Tang Tang sat down on the floor. In front of Sheng Annan's hospital bed, he squeezed some disinfectant at the end of the bed to wash his hands, "Uncle, can I wait for Dad here?"

"No."

Tang Tang took out a few sheets of tissue paper, sprayed some disinfectant on the sofa, wiped it carefully with the paper, and then sat down at ease, "My father is the director here, and you are all in his charge. He loves Tangtang the most. , so don't be misbehaving, my dad will spank you, he spanks really hard."

"Director Chu? Are you his son?"

"Ah."

"Isn't he not married?"

"If he gets married, I will have a stepmother. I don't want a stepmother." Tang Tang was a little unhappy, and he counted with his fingers, "I have discussed with Chu's father that he will get married when I am 15 years old. When I grow up, I don’t need to trouble him to take care of me anymore.”

"You are a son, what's the trouble?"

"I'm not his own son. My father is his colleague. He died with his mother. They can't take care of me after they die. Father Chu will take care of me for them." Because his parents died early, he is much more mature than his peers, and his language organization ability is also much stronger, and he can clearly and sincerely express his meaning and needs.

Sheng Anya pointed to Chu Sha's name with her younger brother, and then left the ward to find Chu Sha.

After a while, Chu Sha came to the ward, and picked up Tang Tang's clothes by the back of his neck with one hand, "Little fat man, you are here! Why are you running around? Do you know that Aunt Yin is looking for you? "

"By the way, Aunt Yin bought me yogurt. I'm here to deliver yogurt to you. I didn't drink a sip." Tang Tang took out a box of yogurt from his overalls pocket, "Dad, drink it first, and leave it for me. Just one mouthful, preferably a big one."

So, Chu Sha drank the yogurt in a big gulp, and apologized to Sheng Annan with Tang Tang, whose eyes were red, in one hand, "Sorry, my son disturbed your cleanliness, and I will teach him a lesson when I go back."

"I'm sorry, Uncle, I shouldn't come here to disturb you, I don't know, it wasn't on purpose..."

Tang Tang glanced at Chu Sha, then held back his tears in his eye sockets, his mouth was tightly closed, he put his arms around Chu Sha's neck and looked at the ceiling, but he didn't cry.

"It's nothing, he's quite obedient. After sitting on my sofa, he wiped it with disinfectant over and over again." Sheng Annan thought of Chu Sha disinfecting his hands over and over again when he checked himself, and suddenly felt that the two of them Kind of like father and son.

Chu Sha's hand was already on the doorknob, suddenly remembered something and turned to Sheng Annan and said, "I will perform your surgery tomorrow, don't worry."

"Well, I believe you."