I really don't want to be a doctor

Chapter 1 Sudden Death and Rebirth

"Xiao Ran, the old lady on the third bed in the observation room is not in the right condition, hurry up and take a look!"

The nurse ran into the duty room with a look of urgency, and handed the test sheet in her hand to the doctor in front of her.

Hearing this, Jing Xiaoran glanced at the test sheet, picked up the stethoscope, pulled up his legs and ran to the observation room.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Can you hear me?"

As soon as he stepped through the door, Jing Xiaoran saw a middle-aged man about 50 years old standing in front of the bed of a 3-bed patient, constantly calling the patient's name.

The 3-bed patient is an 81-year-old lady with multiple underlying diseases such as diabetes and hypertension, as well as multiple organ failures such as coronary heart disease, emphysema, and renal insufficiency.

At this time, the old lady's eyes were half-opened, her consciousness was hazy, and her hands were shaking involuntarily.

Jing Xiaoran quickly ran to the old lady's bed, quickly performed a physical examination, and at the same time issued a series of medical orders to the nurse in an orderly manner.

"Emergency endotracheal intubation, establishment of central venous access, push a furosemide, half a dose of morphine."

"Received!" The nurse has already pushed the ambulance, and handed the equipment for endotracheal intubation to Jing Xiaoran.

"Doctor, save my mother, please, please help my mother!" The middle-aged man grabbed Jing Xiaoran's white coat and half knelt by the bed, his voice extremely shrill.

Jing Xiaoran ignored his family members and focused on performing endotracheal intubation.

The nurse quickly pulled the middle-aged man away and shouted loudly: "Don't worry the family members, we will do our best to rescue him. Now please wait outside the rescue room and don't hinder the doctor's rescue!"

……

"call……"

Jing Xiaoran took a deep breath, sat limply on the chair, and shook his sore hands from the cardiopulmonary resuscitation.

The nurse walked into the duty room with a smile.

"Xiao Ran, here, I'll buy you a drink."

This is a cup of milk tea. The pearl beans are shaking aimlessly in the cup, and a stream of hot air slowly rises from the straw.

"Thank you, there is still a takeaway brother delivering food in the middle of the night, he is really dedicated." Jing Xiaoran picked up the milk tea and drank it, he was indeed a little thirsty.

Every rescue is like running a marathon, which consumes a lot of energy.

"Xiao Ran, you are really good. If other doctors are on duty tonight, I don't think this old lady with three beds can be saved." The nurse sat next to Jing Xiaoran, chatting and comparing the doctor's orders just now.

Jing Xiaoran took another sip of milk tea, shook his head and said, "Don't flatter me, I just did what I should do. If you didn't find out in time, the Da Luo Immortal would not be able to save this old lady."

"Hee hee." The nurse smiled lightly, "Xiao Ran, it's a good thing we rescued this old lady, otherwise her family would have to fight us desperately."

"Huh?" Jing Xiaoran looked at the nurse in doubt, "The old lady's physical condition, to put it bluntly, an extra day counts as a day's gain, the family members don't understand?"

"Hey!" The nurse sighed, "You are out of the clinic during the day, and I don't know the situation. The old lady took it in this morning. I heard that the old lady worked in a well-known foreign company before, and the pension she got after retirement is as good as this." number."

The nurse stretched out two fingers, exaggerating.

"So much?!" Jing Xiaoran said, "This is much higher than ours."

"Yes." The nurse continued: "So the family members don't want the old lady to die. This morning, the family members had several conflicts with the doctor in charge because of their illness. It was the man just now. I heard that their family didn't have a job, so they all counted on the old lady to die." Living on the old lady's pension."

Jing Xiaoran nodded. This kind of situation is not uncommon in clinical practice. Although he has only worked for a few years, he is well aware of the warmth and coldness of human relationships in the world.

"Xiao Ran, let's stop chatting. I'll check on the old lady's condition and write down the nursing records. You've already been in bed for two white nights. You should lean on the table and rest for a while, otherwise the patient will be saved. You're not worth it when your own body breaks down."

When the nurse walked out of the duty room, Jing Xiaoran also felt tired. After all, after working for 48 hours in a row, even hard-working people can't stand it.

Jing Xiaoran leaned on the desk in the duty room and slowly fell asleep.

In his sleep, Jing Xiaoran felt someone patting his shoulder.

Suppressing his drowsiness, he raised his head and found a middle-aged man standing beside him.

It's the family of the 3-bed old lady.

"Excuse me, is there something wrong?" Jing Xiaoran cheered up and asked.

The middle-aged man did not return immediately, but instead smiled strangely, with a creepy arc drawn from the corner of his mouth.

"You...what's the matter with you?" He asked again.

The middle-aged man stared at Jing Xiaoran, and said solemnly: "Doctor, why did my mother's condition suddenly worsen?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man was only asking about his condition, Jing Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief: "The old lady's condition didn't suddenly worsen, it's a process of disease progression. All we can do now is to delay the progression of the disease."

"But when she came to the hospital during the day, she wasn't as heavy as she is now. She still knew me during the day, but now she's unconscious."

"I have already said that this is the process of disease progression. If your family does not come to the hospital during the day, the disease may progress more rapidly."

The middle-aged man laughed again: "Oh? Really?"

"En." Jing Xiaoran nodded.

Suddenly the middle-aged man showed a fierce look...

"Ah..." Jing Xiaoran woke up from his sleep, "It turned out to be a dream..."

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and gradually returned to reality from the horrible dream.

"Why is my chest so painful all of a sudden?" Jing Xiaoran just felt a heart-piercing pain in his heart as soon as he recovered, as if being cut by a knife, his limbs were soft and weak, and there was bean-sized sweat on his forehead.

A sense of near-death welled up in his heart, and Jing Xiaoran thought of a word—sudden cardiac death.

He slowly closed his eyes, the intense pain made him unable to breathe, unable to call for help.

Jing Xiaoran recalled his parents who were over half a century old, his frail and sickly younger sister, and the woman who made his heart ache.

Consciousness wanders in the darkness, like a lonely ghost who can't find the end.

"Am I dead?"

Jing Xiaoran slowly opened his eyes, and the strange but familiar ceiling came into view.

As he looked around, familiar memories flooded his mind.

"This is my home? My childhood home? But wasn't this house sold later?" Jing Xiaoran endured the discomfort in his body and got up, walked to the desk, and saw himself clearly in the mirror.

Jing Xiaoran was stunned, it was an immature and ordinary face.He touched his face and twisted it. The pain on his face told him that it was not a dream.

"Am I reborn?"

"Which era did you reborn in?"

Bang bang bang!
Before he could figure it out, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Hearing this clear and crisp child's voice, Jing Xiaoran's tears flowed down from the corner of his eyes unconsciously.

He tremblingly walked to the door, opened it slowly, and a cute little girl appeared in front of him.

She is about seven or eight years old, wearing a floral skirt, and two dimples bloom on her face when she smiles.

The moment he saw her, Jing Xiaoran stepped forward and embraced her desperately.

"Xiaoxiao, brother is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Jing Xiaoran hugged his sister tightly, tears streaming down his face.

"elder brother……"

Jing Xiaoxiao didn't know what happened, she didn't ask, she just put her little head on her brother's chest and hugged him with both hands.

After a while, Jing Xiaoran let go of his younger sister and looked at her quietly.

"Brother, don't cry."

Jing Xiaoxiao stretched out her little hand to wipe away his tears.

"Well, I don't cry, I'm happy. Xiaoxiao, what's the date today?" Jing Xiaoran asked.

"Brother, haven't you woken up from the bar yet? Today is June [-]th. You just finished the college entrance examination yesterday, and you had a breakup meal with your classmates last night and drank a lot of wine." Jing Xiaoxiao wrinkled her nose and said, "Brother , you still smell like alcohol."

"College entrance exam? 2011! In other words, I am 17 years old, Xiaoxiao, you are only 7 years old!"

Jing Xiaoxiao tilted her head and looked at Xiao Ran puzzled: "Brother, you are so strange today, have you lost your memory?"

Ignoring his younger sister, Jing Xiaoran picked her up and kissed her on the face again: "Haha, that's great! That's great!"

Jing Xiaoran's younger sister, Jing Xiaoxiao, suffers from congenital heart disease. This kind of congenital heart disease is very common, but to cure it requires surgery. The cost of surgery is very expensive for Jing Xiaoran's not rich family. Big money.

This kind of surgery is best done between the ages of 2 and 8. The earlier it is done, the better the prognosis for the patient. If it is beyond this age group, even if the surgery is performed, the effect will not be good.

In the previous life, due to family economic reasons, even though her parents had several jobs at the same time, even if she sold the house, Jing Xiaoxiao’s surgery was postponed until she was 10 years old, but the effect of the surgery was already very poor at that time, and because of the sequelae of the surgery Jing Xiaoxiao's physical condition is very poor, she has been weak and sick for many years, and has never been to school.

As she grew older, Jing Xiaoxiao's heart became more and more unable to bear the burden of her body, her quality of life became extremely poor, and she even became a frequent visitor to the hospital.

This is the regret of the whole family, especially Jing Xiaoran.He chose to study medicine at university, mostly because of his sister.

Now he is reborn, back to the year when he was 17 years old, and his younger sister Jing Xiaoxiao was only 7 years old!As long as the operation is completed as soon as possible, the tragedy of that sister may be avoided.

"Study medicine...doctor...patient..." Thinking of this, Jing Xiaoran fell silent.

For his sister, he chose to study medicine in his previous life, and he wanted to help his sister get out of trouble.

But even so, with the meager wages, he could only watch his sister lying in pain on the hospital bed, and even died suddenly because of working continuously for 48 hours.

The ancients said that those whose virtues are not close to Buddha cannot be doctors, and those whose talents are not close to immortals cannot be doctors.

"Do you still want to be a doctor?"

Jing Xiaoran once loved this profession deeply. He was willing to go to the emergency department that no one wanted to go to, and he was willing to take in difficult patients that no one wanted to accept.

But now, the reborn Jing Xiaoran shouted in his heart.

"I really don't want to be a doctor anymore!"

(End of this chapter)