Anorectal department met first love, my agency died

Chapter 3 I'm Going In

Xiao Yi sat in the lobby for a while and sent a WeChat message to Song Shixing, telling him that he saw Song Shixing was fine. It was nothing serious. He just had hemorrhoids and he would just have a minor operation tomorrow.

Then he went to the nucleic acid testing window for a quick reminder, took Song Shiwei's test report and returned to the emergency room.

"It's negative, you can go to the ward!" Xiao Yi said to Song Shiwei.

"Thank you Brother Xiao Yi!" Song Shiwei looked at Xiao Yi and said in a low voice.

"Can you go?" Xiao Yi looked at Song Shiwei.

Song Shi moved slightly to the edge of the bed and just as his feet landed on the ground, he realized that he was covered in blood, his anus was aching again, and his face couldn't help but turn red.

"Forget it, I'll push you up!" Xiao Yi slowed down his voice.

Song Shi blushed slightly and lay back on the bed again, letting Xiao Yi push the bed forward, only seeing the bright fluorescent lamp above his head.

Go from the emergency room to the inpatient department on the back floor, take the elevator, and press the sixteenth floor.

"The anorectal ward is on the sixteenth floor." Xiao Yi said.

"Oh!" Song Shi responded slightly, but didn't know what to say again.

On the sixteenth floor, Xiao Yi went to arrange a ward. A nurse came over to check Song Shiwei's name, age and other information, and asked her if she had any history of drug allergies.

After a while, Xiao Yi came over and said that Song Shiwei was assigned to Ward 1613, which was just across from the nurse's station.

It's a triple room, and there's no one in it yet.The ward is very clean, and there is a toilet and shower room inside, which is very convenient.

"Sleep on the innermost bed!" Xiao Yi said.

Song Shiwei looked around the room. She actually wanted to sleep on the outermost bed, which was close to the bathroom for fear of smell.

Xiao Yi seemed to see her thoughts, and said, "Tomorrow you will know why you should sleep in."

Song Shiwei nodded. As a doctor, he is naturally more experienced than himself, so he should be right.

As soon as she walked in, Dai Hua was in severe pain again, her feet went weak and she almost fell. Xiao Yi reached out to support her, and Song Shiwei's face suddenly burned.

"Wait a minute!" Xiao Yi said, then turned and went out.

When he came back, he brought a large bag of things. In addition to hospital gowns, there were toothbrush towels and other toiletries, disposable pads, wash basins, slippers, disposable underwear, sanitary napkins, etc.

Song Shiwei's face turned red involuntarily, his ex-boyfriend never bought these for him.

"You change into the hospital clothes first, don't wear underwear, I will come over later for an examination and determine the operation plan."

"Ah?" Song Shiwei's face was hot, and he still needs to check?Still can't wear underwear?

"What?" Xiao Yi looked at her with no expression on his face.

"Uh, it's okay..." Song Shiwei's ears turned red, he pulled the curtain beside the bed, hid inside, changed his bloody stubble pants, and put on a striped hospital gown.

After a while Xiao Yi walked in with a female nurse.

The female nurse had a baby face and a pleasant smile, "I heard you are Dr. Xiao's sister?"

Song Shi glanced at Xiao Yi slightly, and smiled noncommittally at the nurse.

"My name is Zhang Yuanyuan, you can just call me Yuanyuan. Dr. Xiao is going to examine you now, and I will be by the side. Don't be afraid, our doctor Xiao's medical skills are very good, and it doesn't hurt at all."

"You lie on the bed and stick your butt up." Zhang Yuanyuan said and pulled up the curtain on one side.

Xiao Yi on the side put rubber gloves on his hands, and squeezed some lubricant.

Song Shiwei's face flushed red, this posture...is so shameful.

"Ah, you are so serious!" Zhang Yuanyuan exclaimed, "Has it been a long time?"

Song Shiwei buried her face in the pillow, she didn't want to talk.

"Are you usually constipated? Have a bowel movement every few days?" Xiao Yi's voice came.

"Two or three days, sometimes four or five days, the longest one was a week..." Song Shiwei's voice was muffled, buried in the pillow.

"No wonder it's so serious." Zhang Yuanyuan interjected.

"Don't you usually exercise? Do you live a regular life?" Xiao Yi's voice was a bit cold.

Song Shiwei didn't dare to answer. It was all right. She just didn't exercise and was a super homebody. If she hadn't been asked out to eat by friends occasionally, she wouldn't have gone out for a year.

Because I often stay up late writing novels, I can't wake up during the day and can't sleep at night. It can be said that it is too irregular.She didn't dare to say these things.

"In the future, you must exercise more, eat more fruits and vegetables, and don't stay up late." Xiao Yi said again, and then his voice softened, "I'm going in, hold on!"

Song Shiwei's face was red up to his neck, what kind of tiger-wolf words are these?

"Ah!" Song Shiwei screamed, "It hurts!"

"It'll be fine soon!" Xiao Yi's voice was soft. He pulled out his fingers, took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can. He pressed the disinfectant gel hanging on the wall and rubbed his hands. He picked up the medical record and started writing.

Song Shiwei immediately pulled up his pants and got down on the ground, pretending to be dead.

"Surgery tomorrow morning, don't eat any more tonight, and don't eat or drink when you wake up tomorrow morning." Xiao Yi urged.

"Oh!" Song Shiwei lay on the pillow, too embarrassed to lift his head.

"Come here tomorrow morning and give her a routine blood test, liver and kidney function..." Xiao Yi said to Zhang Yuanyuan who was beside him.

"Understood!" Zhang Yuanyuan nodded.

Song Shiwei lay on the bed and listened silently to Xiao Yi and Zhang Yuanyuan's preparations for the operation.

"Okay, rest early today, and the operation will be better tomorrow." Xiao Yi said again, "If you have anything to do, you can ring the bedside bell. There are nurses, and I am also in the duty room."

"Oh..." Song Shi responded in a low voice, still burying his face.

Xiao Yi glanced at Song Shiwei, who was like an ostrich, and curled his mouth. He helped her close the curtain, and when he left, he turned off two headlights, leaving one near the door.

Song Shiwei heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the person left, turned over, took out a pack of towels from a pile of items, and took out one to spread on the bed, it would be too embarrassing if the blood flowed on the bed.

I took the bag from the bedside table and took out my phone, only to realize that I didn't bring a data cable.

I was thinking about borrowing it from the nurse's station. After thinking about it, I rummaged through the pile of things Xiao Yi bought and finally found a data cable. I didn't expect him to be so careful.

Plug it in and turn on the phone, and send a WeChat message to my elder brother to let him not worry.

I saw a message in the push message on my mobile phone from the backend of the website where I write novels.

"Hello writer, due to changes in Apple's editing work for some of your contracted works, please add a new editor Qingjiao, contact information QQ: 289xxxxx, to facilitate subsequent communication."

Song Shiwei was busy looking at Apple's QQ space, only to find that she had resigned.

The editor of Apple is quite soft and cute, why did he leave without saying a word?I don't know if the new editor is easy to get along with.

Look at the time, it is already midnight, the new editor must have gone to bed early, let's add it tomorrow.

Song Shiwei looked through the messages sent to him by his friends in QQ, and then continued to watch the videos in Small World. Maybe he was tired, so he fell asleep while watching them.

After a while Xiao Yi walked into the ward, heard Song Shiwei's voice on the bed, and called out in a low voice, "Wei Wei?"

Hearing no response, Xiao Yi lifted a corner of the curtain and saw Song Shi leaning slightly on the bedside, already asleep, and his cell phone was still ringing.

He gently pulled the phone out of Song Shiwei's hand, quit the video, put it aside, picked her up and put her on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.

Looking at Song Shiwei again, she has grown much taller than a few years ago, and her facial features have also broadened.

Oval oval face, fair skin, long eyelashes cast nice shadows under the eyes.

Xiao Yi stretched out his hand, paused his slender fingers in front of Song Shiwei's cheek, and then touched her forehead. There was no fever.

Looking at Song Shiwei who was sleeping soundly, Xiao Yi felt a little complicated.

(End of this chapter)