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After Zhang Sijiu finished his shift, he went to see the parturient.

The condition of the parturient is still stable, but she has lost too much blood and needs to be recuperated.

Coupled with the loss of a child, the mental state is not very good.

But knowing that Zhang Sijiu was her savior, she still tried her best to thank Zhang Sijiu: "Thank you doctor, if it wasn't for you, I would have died."

But Zhang Sijiu couldn't laugh. She encouraged the other party: "Since you survived, you must live well in the future. There is no hurdle you can't get over. Okay?"

However, the mother didn't know what Zhang Sijiu was referring to, she just thought it was the child who had no fate with her.

Her eyes turned red, and she fought back tears and nodded: "I know, I know. There will be children in the future. This child has no fate with us, and there is nothing we can do about it."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly collapsed, grabbed Zhang Sijiu's hand and asked, "If you come earlier, will the child survive?"

Judging from this problem alone, it is impossible for the mother to let go of the child easily.

Zhang Sijiu sighed, and said: "Even if I came here from the beginning, I can't guarantee that you won't have a difficult delivery, let alone that the child will be born safely. You have to understand that I'm just a doctor, not a god. Sometimes, this kind of thing is even more fatal."

However, the parturient woman suddenly shook her head vigorously, with tears in her eyes: "No, no! I begged her to send me here. I really can't give birth anymore. I have no strength. I can't stand the pain. She just disagrees!"

Zhang Sijiu was taken aback: "Is it your husband?"

The parturient shook her head, choked up and said, "No, it's my mother-in-law. She said that there are more men in the hospital. If a man sees it, what's the matter? And when I get to the hospital, I have to give birth myself—what are you doing with the money!"

This made me angry and silent.

Zhang Sijiu held the mother's hand: "It's all over. It's all over. At this time, taking care of your health is the first priority. Don't think about other things, it's useless."

She paused: "Where are your family members? I mean your mother's family. Otherwise, I will inform them."

The mother was silent.

It took a long time before I smiled wryly: "My mother's family is out of town, so I can't catch up."

Zhang Sijiu didn't know what to say.

She looked at the mother, as if for a moment, she saw her sadness and helplessness, as well as the great bad luck hanging over her.

In the end, Zhang Sijiu said softly: "If you have great difficulties in the future, or feel uncomfortable in your heart, you can come to me. Don't dare to say anything else, it's always okay to chat with you. Besides, our hospital is short of manpower. You If you are interested, you can also come to work."

It was the only thing she could do.

The parturient can only be grateful, and she has said many times that she does not know how to repay this.

When Zhang Sijiu said goodbye, his mood plummeted.

Not far next door is Bai's ward.

Zhang Sijiu paused for a moment, then went to look at Bai Shi again.

Bai Shi has already woken up, just finished feeding the baby, and now she is watching the baby sleeping in her arms without blinking.

Seeing Zhang Sijiu coming in, Bai Shi laughed: "Jiu Niang, are you here?"

She kept her voice down.

Seeing this, Zhang Sijiu smiled and said, "That's not necessary. As long as it's not a sudden loud noise, it won't affect the child's sleep. It's not good to do it deliberately. It's not us to let the child adapt to the surrounding environment. "

When Bai heard this, she smiled embarrassedly: "I don't know how to raise a child either. Last night I took the child to sleep all night, and then I realized how difficult it is to be a mother."

Turning over for fear of being crushed, moving for fear of startling him, and always being careful.

And I didn't dare to sleep to death in the middle of the night, for fear that I wouldn't hear the child crying.

Zhang Sijiu suggested: "You can still wrap it up at night and put it in a crib to sleep. You have just given birth, so you should pay attention to rest. After you go home, you can also hand it over to the nanny, who needs to be nursed before hugging her. During the day If you have time, you should rest more."

She also asked Bai: "How is your milk? At the beginning, you can feed it more often. Don't worry. Your own body will adjust according to the child's needs. Even if it is not enough, we can let the nanny feed it, or we can breastfeed it. The hospital also has prescriptions for promoting lactation.”

Bai listened carefully, and finally said: "I think, I'll feed him for the first two months first, and then he will drink more milk. I'll see if he has enough milk."

She smiled, full of maternal love: "People say that children who grow up on their own milk are closer to themselves."

Zhang Sijiu had to correct her: "It's not all like this. It mainly depends on the time you spend with your children. Children are naturally attached to their mothers. At this time, if you pay more attention to him and accompany him more, he will get close to you." Yes. You don’t have to breastfeed.”

In this case, the mother will be tied to the matter of breastfeeding.

It’s okay to say that the condition of breast milk is good, but if the condition of breast milk is not good, it is easy to be anxious.

Zhang Sijiu explained Bai's diet again, and then went back to the dormitory to sleep.

But as soon as he returned to the dormitory, he met Yang Yuanding bringing him breakfast.

Yang Yuanding came home last night, so today he specially brought home breakfast.

Although the food in the cafeteria is not bad, compared with the Yang family, it is still too common, not as delicious and refined.

However, Zhang Sijiu's appetite is not very good.

Yang Yuanding could tell at a glance: "What's wrong? Was there a patient who was not rescued last night?"

Zhang Sijiu choked for a moment: "That's not true. No one died. She's still alive. It's just... I don't know whether my choice is a good thing or cruel to her."

Yang Yuanding raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why do you say that?"

Zhang Sijiu explained the cause and effect.

Yang Yuanding thought for a moment, and said something to Zhang Sijiu: "In fact, we have been together for so many years, and I have discovered something a long time ago. As for you, you are smart, calm, and emotionally intelligent, but there is one thing that is too soft-hearted. .”

Zhang Sijiu tilted his head, "Huh?", and waited seriously for the next sentence.

"You are too soft-hearted towards patients. You are too responsible. That's why you always fall into this kind of torture." Yang Yuanding pulled Zhang Sijiu's finger to play with.

These hands are indeed naturally suitable for surgery.

The bones and flesh are well-proportioned, and the knuckles are slender, which looks pleasing to the eye.

It can be said that this is the most outstanding aspect of Zhang Sijiu.

Yang Yuanding massaged her fingers, and continued slowly: "My grandfather once said a few words, I think it is very reasonable, and I have a lot of insights."

"He said that at any time, if you choose the result that you think is right, then don't think too much about it. The consequences of this result are only the arrangement of fate. They must be borne by yourself or others."

"Moreover, people have their own destiny, each perform their own duties, do their own thing well, and be ashamed of your heart, then you can be ashamed of your heart."