Siheyuan: living in a prosperous era

Chapter 35 The field is ripe
Yang Shuning has already decided on the direction of his thesis, which is the one he studied in his previous life.

The title is "Thesis on Risk Factors and Safety Prevention Countermeasures in Nursing Management of Cardiovascular Medicine".

This paper mainly conducts an in-depth study of the effects of risk management intervention in the treatment of patients with cardiovascular diseases, and understands the impact of risk management on patients' disease knowledge.

This paper is very suitable for this era. Today's hospitals use imperfect cardiology treatment plans and preventive measures. For example, inpatients in the cardiology department still smoke and drink in the hospital.

Many of the residents in the 301 Hospital are those who were killed in the battlefield. They have low academic qualifications and hot tempers. Many times they still smoke and drink alcohol even after being admitted to the hospital.

The doctors were unable to provide good care and management because it had been a long time before the latest medical knowledge reached the country, and they did not dare to offend these officers.

Now that the direction of the paper has been decided, what is missing is data.There are now 60 beds in the department, and nearly 80 people are currently hospitalized. Yang Shuning plans to select [-] patients and divide them into two groups.

One group is patients who are willing to accept the doctor's advice, and the control group is those who have a hot temper and do not accept the doctor's advice. Then the efficacy of the two groups is compared, and there is data support.

The first guinea pig selected by Yang Shuning was Captain Wu Guozhu of the group.

However, although the paper is important, getting off work is the most important.As soon as it was time to get off work, Yang Shuning rode home, leaving the matter of Li Zhan and Dong Cong behind.

When a couple is dating, how can he join in the fun? Going home to spend time with his family is what he should do after get off work.

It was already six o'clock when we got home, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had just prepared meals. Yang Shuning blew on the electric fan and drank some cold drinks to finally get rid of the heat on his body.

It’s so hot in the capital in August. It’s so hot that everything can’t escape.Those who are dry want to produce fire, and those who are liquid want to shed ointment.

After the family finished eating, Yang Shuning was sweating profusely and didn't care about the kitchen. Yang Shuning went back to the bedroom, took a cold shower, blew on the electric fan, and then leisurely continued to think about the paper.

Looking through the memories of his past life, Yang Shuning wrote like a god, and the hero pen in his hand kept writing the words Yang Shuning needed on the white paper.

Wang Xue came back to the room and sat opposite Yang Shuning, flipping through a book, but she was uneasy.He kept looking up at his man.

Wang Xue saw her man writing his thesis seriously, his bright eyes filled with admiration. The continuous affection in his eyes was like the continuous rain of June plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River, which seemed to be able to melt people away.

Looking up and seeing Xue'er's eyes, Yang Shuning, who had almost finished writing, felt his heart itching, like a cat's claws. He felt that he was sick and his body was on fire, so he maliciously said to Wang Xue across the desk:
"Madam, my husband is very angry today. He is a bit angry. I would like to ask madam to help me get rid of the anger."

After hearing this, Wang Xue was so charming that she turned pale as a man in her family. Although she looked shy, she still obediently put down the accounting professional book in her hand, bent down and crawled under the desk.

a long time,

Wang Xue raised her head and said, "Husband, why hasn't your refueling gun produced oil for so long today?"

"Then please Xue'er, please continue to refuel. Maybe there is more oil in the oil depot today."

After hearing this, Wang Xue could only continue to help Yang Shuning calm down.

After a long time,
Wang Xue swallowed the oil sprayed from the oil depot, wiped the oil leaking from the corners of his mouth, and stood up.

"Xue'er, what's that red thread hanging on your neck? I've never seen you hanging it before." Yang Shuning asked curiously.

"Ah? Husband, do you want to see it?"

Wang Xue pulled it out casually: "It's just a jade pendant!"

This is a jade pendant in the shape of a raindrop. It is bright red in color, like acacia red beans, sinking between the snow, and contrasting with the other two looming red beans.

"So beautiful!" Yang Shuning praised.

"My mother gave it to me before I got married... Oops!"

Wang Xue exclaimed, watching Yang Shuning lower his head and playing with a jade pendant that looked like a red bean, no, it looked like a jade pendant...

"Honey, be gentler!" She shouted, raising her beautiful and slender neck. "Don't worry, Xue'er."

Naturally, Yang Shuning would not act too hastily and neglect the beauty.

……

In the yard outside the window.

The narrow and secluded path that no one passed through welcomed visitors again today. The night is getting darker and the weather is getting colder. The smooth road is covered with white frost, which condenses into crystal dew...

The more dew accumulated on it.

Until half an hour later, there was a sudden jolt and it fell with a crash.

……

Subsequently.

The night is getting darker, and more frost and dew are condensing.

This time, it took a full hour for the accumulated oil in the oil depot to gather into a tide, crashing down like a cycle.

When Yang's mother returned to the main room, she wanted to ask Yang Shuning something. Her bedroom was only two steps away from Yang Shuning's, so she would arrive soon.

Mother Yang wanted to knock on the door, but suddenly she heard a faint sound and couldn't help but pause.

She thought for a moment, leaned against the door, listened, her face turned red instantly, and her thousands of words finally turned into one sentence: "Hurry up, my eldest grandson!"

After saying that, he left with satisfaction.

The night was quiet, and unknown insects called out from time to time, the moon shyly hid behind the clouds, the candlelight danced, and the dim light of warm tones flickered, outlining two silhouettes embracing each other.

Lihua lay on Yang Shuning's chest in the rain, panting slightly. A few strands of hair were wet with sweat and stuck to her forehead. Her eyes were bleary, like a curtain roller who had just woken up from a spring sleep in Begonia.

Wang Xue has fallen into a deep sleep. She is tired and has endured too much.

"Is it getting so late already? No wonder, there is a saying called 'Spring night is short.'"

Yang Shuning went to the bathroom to wash up, glanced at the clock on the wall, grunted, pulled up his clothes to cover the marks under his neck, returned to the Huanghuali bed refreshed, and fell asleep hugging Wang Xue.

at that time.

The bright moon poked out from behind the clouds, blooming a moonlight that flowed like water, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, the evening wind was gentle, and the insects were not alarmed.

Early the next morning, Yang Shuning boxed as usual. He was working the night shift today and didn't have to go to the hospital too early.

When Wang Xue woke up and saw the extra fertilizer on her field, she couldn't help but sigh that her field couldn't bear Yang Shuning's cultivation.

After four or five years of cultivation by Yang Shuning, the fertile land has been reclaimed, and it has turned from a light field into a mature field.

Now the fields are mature and fertilized and fertilized regularly, but I don’t know when the seeds will germinate.

"Mom, Xue'er, I work the night shift today. I have something to do when I go out during the day. I will work and rest in the department at night. You don't have to wait for me then."

While eating breakfast, Yang Shuning thought of working the night shift, so he told his family in advance so that they would not worry.

After eating, Yang Shuning took her handbag, got on her bicycle and went out.

(End of this chapter)