Fengcheng old events

Chapter 128 Consultation
Although I still didn't understand it clearly, I still had a bottom line in my heart.

The two of them didn't think much about it, they took the child with them to the Pediatrics Department and went through the hospitalization procedures. They found a bed and asked Liu Guixin to lie down with the child, while Zhang Qingzhi sat on the side and breathed a sigh of relief.A lot of peace of mind.

Pediatrics is completely different from the quietness of surgery. It seems to be holding a voice contest, full of cries of various tones.

Clinical is a little girl, and I don't know what's wrong, sitting on the bed next to an old lady, I don't know if it's a grandma or a grandma, she didn't cry like other children, she just sat there and shed tears silently, The old lady put her arms around her and coaxed her in a low voice.

"Oh, such a small child, Tongtong, look, isn't it small? Oh, he got sick at such a young age. You don't even cry."

The little girl silently turned her head to look this way, her eyes were full of surprise.

Zhang Qingzhi nodded politely at the old lady, and went to help Liu Guixin take off his cotton-padded jacket and trousers.

Turning his head to look, there were several pairs of shoes drying on the radiator in the ward.Adult shoes.

Zhang Qingzhi walked over: "Whose shoes are these? Can you take them?"

A man next to him asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Qingzhi said with a smile: "My daughter-in-law is still in the confinement period, and the cotton jacket and trousers are soaked through. Let me dry it."

The man said: "Isn't my shoe wet and put it on?"

The girl next to him turned her head and poked him: "Take it down."

The man turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

The woman glared at him: "I'm confinement, what's the matter? Take it down." She smiled at Zhang Qingzhi: "I'm sorry, you can do it. He is a little messy sometimes."

Zhang Qingzhi also smiled: "It's okay, I'm a monk."

The man resentfully went over to take down the baked shoes. Zhang Qingzhi put Liu Guixin's cotton-padded jacket and trousers on the radiator.

"It's smoking." A child pointed and shouted.

"Mom, why are you still wearing clothes when you're wet like this, what a pain." An old lady muttered.

"What's wrong with this kid?" Northeasterners are relatively enthusiastic and willing to talk, especially because they are older girls.

Zhang Qingzhi helped Liu Guixin tuck the quilt: "I don't know, the doctor is checking it. It was still sunny before we left the South Tomb, but it turned out that it was getting worse at this end. I didn't stay last night. I was in the corridor. Stay overnight."

The old lady in the next bed patted her thigh: "Oh, it's a crime, tsk tsk. Are you still in confinement? It's a crime. You go, go to the cafeteria and ask for ginger soup for your daughter-in-law. I'll take care of it for you here." This is not to be sick."

Zhang Qingzhi looked at Liu Guixin and the sleeping child lying there with his eyes closed, "Then I'll trouble you for a while, aunt, I'll get some."

The old lady waved her hand: "Go ahead, ask them for an egg worli. Add brown sugar."

Zhang Qingzhi came out of the ward and ran all the way to the hospital cafeteria, and found a calm-faced elder sister: "Elder sister, I brought the child to see a doctor, my wife is still in confinement, it was rained last night, and she spent the night, can you?" Can you help me cook some ginger soup? I'll pay for it."

The eldest sister took a look at Zhang Qingzhi: "You know that she will be let out in the rain during confinement? You have no legs or hands?"

Zhang Qingzhi said: "I can't hold her back. Who can stop her from coming? I dare not even give a single look."

The eldest sister looked at Zhang Qingzhi: "Come on, you gentlemen can still believe what you say. Women, life is hard." Go inside and get a pot to boil water.

At present, the kitchen stoves are all made of coke, which is called steel coke in Northeast dialect. It is made of coal. It is particularly resistant to burning and has high heat, so it cooks and cooks soup very quickly.

Five or six minutes later, the eldest sister brought a bowl of red and black ginger soup to the window: "Hurry up and bring it over. Bring the bowl back to me."

Zhang Qingzhi agreed, but he didn't care about the heat, so he walked back with it.How many times did he change hands back and forth, insisting on carrying the soup to the side of the hospital bed and putting it on the bedside table, then he breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and rubbed his red fingers a few times.

"Guixin, are you asleep?" He touched Liu Guixin lightly.

Liu Guixin moved a little: "I'll sleep for a while." His face was a little red.

Zhang Qingzhi stretched out his hand to help her up: "Come on, sit up, I made the brown sugar ginger soup, drink it while it's hot before going to bed."

Liu Guixin sat up halfway up with energy, and Zhang Qingzhi held the bowl to feed him. After a few sips, he became more energetic, raised his hand to take it and drank it himself.The eldest sister also cracked two eggs in it.

After eating, Liu Guixin felt a little sweaty on his head, and the old lady in the next bed said: "Lie down quickly, lie down, cover tightly, and sweat will be fine."

As soon as Liu Gui's new regulations were finished, Zuo Yidao walked in with a few old doctors: "This is the bed, you can help me give advice." He pointed to the child.

A gray-haired female doctor adjusted her glasses and looked around: "Take the child to the consulting room."

An old doctor with the same gray hair nodded: "Hold it over, just listen to the film and listen to the feeling. It's too young, even if it's three or five months old, it won't be so difficult."

Zuo Yidao said to Zhang Qingzhi: "Then bring the child here, your wife will let her sleep for a while." Turning to the old doctors, he said: "The heavy rain last night, both of us were drenched, we just lay in the corridor. One night."

The female doctor went over and touched Liu Guixin's forehead: "It's a little hot, let's get some medicine later."

Zhang Qingzhi said: "I just made ginger soup for me."

Zuo Yidao said: "Let's go, let's go, this person is so noisy. Let her lie down for a while."

Holding the child in his arms, Zhang Qingzhi followed several doctors to Zuo Yidao's office.The test results of the child are on the table.

A few old doctors discussed with a list of films, and listened to the child's chest with a stethoscope from time to time. Zhang Qingzhi sat on a stool beside him as if he was waiting for a sentence.

"I think the old Zuo's point of view is right. The polyps block the pylorus. You can see this shadow. It can be absorbed at the beginning, but later due to the separation of the stomach and intestines, the absorption function of the stomach is also declining. That is, the front is rippling and the back is. Just vomited."

"I also agree, we can draw conclusions."

Several old doctors unified their opinions.

"Who's coming?" A male doctor asked, looking back and forth at several doctors, his gaze resting on the female doctor's face.

The female doctor frowned: "It's too young. There was no risk of surgery. I'm really a little scared. Now I'm old and old."

Zuo Yidao shook the film in his hand: "I'll do it, Lao Hong, give me a hand."

Zhang Qingzhi stood up, Zuo Yidao turned his head to look at him: "I need an operation, the polyp blocked the pylorus. This is a minor operation, but you are too young, too young.

I don't dare to make any guarantees, I can only do my best.After the operation, it is hard to say what kind of recovery it will be. After all, there is no precedent and no reference.You and your daughter-in-law discuss it, and do it as soon as possible. "

Zhang Qingzhi looked at his son with wide-eyed eyes on the consultation bed, gritted his teeth: "Let's discuss it."

Zuo Yidao nodded: "As soon as possible, illness waits for no one. But children recover faster than adults, so maybe the result will be good, and it must not be a serious illness."

(End of this chapter)