When a doctor opened a plug-in

"I won't let you come, you have to come!"

"I won't come, what will you do?"

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There are also old friends in the emergency department. When Uncle Wang walked in the door of the emergency room on crutches, Xiao Lin smiled and said, "Uncle, you are here!"

Uncle Wang smiled: "Here is here."

The head nurse personally went up and helped: "Uncle Wang, where are you sick today?"

Before Uncle Wang had time to speak, a series of coughs interrupted him. He couldn't breathe for a long time. Tian Xianglan quickly patted the back and stroked his chest.

This gave a sigh of relief.

Uncle Wang sighed and smiled: "I coughed badly last night, and my heart was a little uncomfortable. I came here early this morning. I'll go and register."

It was only after 7 o'clock in the morning, the emergency department hadn't changed shifts, the night shift was still busy, the day shift hadn't come yet, and Chen Cang was used to coming to the hospital early.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Uncle Wang, smiled and said hello, and asked good morning.

Even in the hospital, I know that Uncle Wang is a patient, but I can't meet and say hello and say: "Why is it uncomfortable?"

When Uncle Wang saw Chen Cang, he also smiled: "Xiao Chen, it's still so early."

At this time, Chen Cang looked at Uncle Wang seriously, and suddenly frowned slightly.

Uncle Wang's complexion is not so good today?

Is it happening again?

"Uncle Wang, are you feeling sick? It's happening again?"

Uncle Wang's name is Wang Maogen. He is a proud and stubborn old man. He lives in the dormitory of the saw blade factory not far from the Provincial Second Hospital. When he was young, he was a leader for his whole life. , The root cause of a chronic obstructive pulmonary disease has fallen.

In the words of Uncle Wang: "I have been a leader for my whole life and raised a stinky illness!"

Uncle Wang always likes to smile, even when he is sick, the wrinkles on the corners of his mouth are still smiling.

To be honest, Chen Cang admires this old man. Every time he sees him, he always sees a clean white shirt, a pair of hot and neat suit pants, and a pair of brown leather shoes with fur, clean and decent .

This old man is a frequent visitor to the emergency department. When Chen Cang came to the Second Provincial Hospital, he had to ask the old man for directions.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the old man comes over every period of time, either buying medicine for himself or buying medicine for his son.

The reason why I came to the emergency department was that every time I bought medicine, it was in the middle of the night and the outpatient department did not go to work.

The old man started coughing and coughing before he could speak, and after coughing, he began to pant.

"Huh...huh...huh..."

The old man breathed desperately, his complexion turned purple and blue, and his urgent breathing was coming fiercely!

Chen Cang's expression changed: "Xiao Lin, send it to the observation room and take oxygen."

Uncle Wang is an old patient. Basically, he looks like this every time he comes. Chen Cang can memorize his medical records.

Even Uncle Wang's medical books are written by Chen Cang. In the past two years, Uncle Wang has changed two new books.

His illness is obvious: acute episode of chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, and pulmonary heart disease...

For people in their eighties, every attack means another aggravation of the disease.

Chen Cang is even a little worried, how many times can this decent uncle come here?

Kobayashi habitually gave the uncle an electrocardiogram, measured his blood pressure, and added a blood oxygen saturation.

It's all free...

"Doctor Chen, the blood oxygen saturation is only 80..." Xiaolin glanced at Uncle Wang worriedly and whispered.

Chen Cang nodded, in fact, he knew it without testing.

The patient has already tolerated this kind of low blood oxygen saturation. Another person has already had symptoms, but the old man looked at him with an oxygen mask smilingly.

Chen Cang is a little sorry...

Every time Uncle Wang came, he was worried.

This is the only head nurse Tian Xianglan, the financial supervisor, who has one eye closed. It doesn't matter whether he inhales oxygen or makes a new electrogram... it's free.

As long as the emergency department can make a little supplement, Tian Xianglan won't say anything.

The so-called long-term illness becomes a good doctor, Uncle Wang took off his mask and confidently said: "Little Doctor Chen... check an arterial blood gas analysis, just a blood gas analysis, nothing else."

Chen Cang nodded and smiled, without much persuasion, because he knew that these persuasion had no meaning.

This seemingly decent and proud old man actually carries a lot of burden.

The seemingly generous retirement salary is not enough to sustain his life.

Expenses have become the biggest obstacle hanging overhead.

According to the process, Chen Cang took the medical notebook and walked to Uncle Wang: "Uncle, you should be aware of this condition, and I have been telling you about the risks, such as shock...even coma, death, etc., and refuse to be examined. Sign here, right?"

Uncle Wang smiled, took the pen, and said tremblingly as he wrote: "I signed for half my life, but I didn't expect to be too old to escape this fate, haha..."

The patient and nurse on the side couldn't help laughing.

What a funny old man.

Also a proud old man.

He told Chen Cang proudly more than once: "My son has been paralyzed in bed for more than ten years, but he has never got a pressure sore!"

I also proudly told me more than once: "Yesterday my son told me that the book he wrote was read, and someone rewarded him. By the way... it’s on the 7 o’clock Chinese website, which is owned by Tencent Group. Yes, the market value is several billion!"

The old man has a promising son, but unfortunately he was paralyzed at home due to the sequelae of a brainstem infarction. It has been more than ten years since his wife and grandson are in the United States. I don't want to say... After all, Chen Cang has never seen his daughter-in-law, his grandson.

But the old man still proudly told Chen Cang:

"My grandson is just as smart as I am. It is said that what MIT university is going to go to now!"

The patient on the side suddenly asked, "Uncle, you have been COPD for so many years? Would you like to go to the respiratory department for a hospitalization?"

Uncle Wang smiled: "The old woman is taking care of her son at home. I can't be hospitalized. No one will take care of me."

Every time the old man came, Tian Xianglan took good care of him, and it was also the little nurse before and after the run.

Uncle Wang looked at Tian Xianglan and said with a smile: "O Tian, ​​I wanted to match you with my son at the beginning. Fortunately, that kid is blind, otherwise...My family will have to burden you."

Uncle Wang had emphysema in his fifties. After retiring at the age of 60, he often came to the hospital. At that time, Tian Xianglan was a young nurse, but Uncle Wang liked her very much and he had to match Tian Xianglan with his son.

It is a pity that his son is arrogant and looks down upon Tian Xianglan, who works as a nurse in the emergency department.

Tian Xianglan smiled: "Uncle Wang, you are just talking nonsense."

Uncle Wang laughed, looked at the wall around the emergency room, and suddenly sighed: "The old and worn-out Provincial Second Hospital is now so powerful, I don't know how many days I can see it!"

Wang Maogen knew well about his illness, if he weren't worried about his wife and son, he would have left!

but……

He didn't dare to leave, the whole family depended on his pension.

So, no matter how difficult it is, you have to live!

Half an hour after Uncle Wang arrived, a gray-haired old lady came into the emergency room and just saw the nurse: "Nurse Lin, is Wang Maogen here?"

Xiao Lin smiled: "Yes, I'm taking oxygen in the observation room."

The old lady said thank you and walked towards the observation room.

Old man Wang was taking oxygen. After seeing his wife, he immediately blamed: "I won't let you come, you have to come!"

The old lady also glared at him: "I can rest assured you? If you are good, I will definitely not come!"

The old man Wang felt warm and sighed, "You are here, what about my son?"

The old lady, sitting by the bed, holding Lao Wang's hand distressedly: "I'm not coming, what do you do!"

"Don't worry, I fed him a bowl of egg-mixed soup, took care of his pee, turned him over and patted his back..."

The old lady talked about this in great detail, from how much she ate, how much she urinated, to how many back shots she took, did she pour water...

Old man Wang looked at the wrinkled, white-haired old lady in front of him, and sighed, it hurt you, my love, thinking about this, old man Wang smiled: "My wife!"

The old lady turned around: "What's the matter?"

Old man Wang smiled: "Shall we have dumplings at noon? I'll go buy meat."

The old lady glared: "Pork is 40, what kind of meat to eat, and if I have money for meat, I can buy you two more boxes of medicine!"

Old man Wang: "We are vegetarian, I'll buy carrots in a moment!"

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Wherever Chen Cang was in the observation room, he was standing and preparing things, but... he was moved by these two old husbands and wives, who were over 80 years old, by their usual words...

The old man seemed to scold, but it was the most sincere care.

The old lady looked angry, but she was accompanied by each other.

In this difficult life, two old people, two crutches, supported them to move forward without fear of death.

"I won't let you come, you have to come!"

"I won't come, what will you do?"

These two sentences may not be forgotten by Chen Cang in his entire life. This may be the most touching love story that Chen Cang has ever heard in his life. It is better than every oath, better than earth-shattering...

Chen Cang turned his head and couldn't bear to look at the two old men again.

Because he can't help them at all, because he can only watch such things continue to happen.