Great doctor starts with adding points

"That's okay, let's stay in the department today. I'll go around and give the doctor's orders first." Wu Xie saw that Guo Lixiang didn't know how to answer, so he changed the subject first.

"Okay, Brother Xie." Guo Lixiang hurried to the computer to write medical records and issue medical orders.

Wu Xie went to see Zhuo Zhiyang who was in bed 12 first, but Zhuo Zhiyang was fine and was lying on the bed waiting for an injection. Seeing Wu Xie come in, he asked, "Doctor Wu, do I still have an injection today?"

"Yesterday, I heard from Dr. He that you stopped all my medicines, so I told him to take them up. If I get infected, it will be quite troublesome." Zhuo Zhiyang frowned slightly.

Mainly looking at Jinping and Dong Lianghe in beds 13 and 15, feeling apprehensive.

Wu Xie raised her eyelids slightly: "You, actually, one injection is enough, but it must not exceed 24 hours, or I will be fined."

Wu Xie guessed in his heart, did this Zhuo Zhiyang mistakenly think that he was reluctant to give him medicine or something?

Zhuo Zhiyang said, "It's better to be on the safe side. It doesn't matter if you need a few more needles!"

Zhuo Zhiyang immediately lowered his voice: "I heard that Jinping got infected because he was reluctant to take medicine."

"Your situation is different from his. It's enough to use it again today. It's not good to use too much antibiotics."

"It's not something to be reluctant to part with!"

"Remember to keep the wound from getting wet! Then strengthen functional exercises. Now that the wound is dry, I will change the dressing tomorrow." Wu Xie explained this and walked out.

"That's fine, I'll listen to you." Zhuo Zhiyang's face flickered for a while, but he still chose to believe Wu Xie.

When they came to bed 13-15, Wu Xie found that Dong Lianghe's family had already packed their luggage, and on the bedside table, Dong Lianghe's son was still leaning over and drawing something.

Seeing Wu Xie coming in, Dong Guer said happily, "Brother Doctor, good morning."

"Good morning, Gu'er."

"Are you happy that your father is leaving the hospital today?" Wu Xie asked casually.

The little girl shook her head: "My father has to go to a big hospital outside. If I can't go, I won't be able to see my parents again."

"Brother Wu Xie, can't you operate on my father?"

Dong Guer's question made Wu Xie feel quite complicated. It's not that he didn't want to do it. The debridement technique is actually simple. He has already mastered the skills of surgical infection.

It can be done, but the hardware facilities are not enough.

"Brother can't do it. Brother will be able to do it in the future." Wu Xie replied bluntly, pursing her lips, and then said: "But after Mom and Dad see their illness, can they stay with Gu'er?"

Dong Gu'er said: "But at that time, my mother was going to go out to work. Gu'er still only saw my father."

"Gu'er, come back!" Seeing that Jinping was hesitating to speak, Zhang Dandan called his daughter back.

Jinping is also a patient, and he hasn't recovered yet, so he definitely hopes to consult with Wu Xie about more things.

Dong Gu'er immediately shut up and didn't speak.

Only then did Wu Xie open the examination gloves, and peel off Jinping's dressing, and then saw that under the brakes, Jinping's exudate was much less.

This means that Wu Xie's speculation is correct. Jin Ping has not been infected with germs for a long time, but because of multiple stampings, resulting in repeated necrosis and liquefaction of new granulation tissue, so this kind of liquid does not have the smell of infection. .

"Biao Gonggong, your wound has begun to recover."

"Remember to get out of bed less and eat more meat and eggs."

"Occasionally give an injection and then change the medicine every day, and you should be fine."

"Look, the current wound is much better than when you first came the day before yesterday." Wu Xie said as he took off his gloves and took out his phone, showing him the previous wound record.

Jinping's expression was slightly astonished: "Hey, it really is."

"Doctor Wu, you are really amazing. No matter how much I take medicine outside, I can't get better. You must have a magical method."

When Jin Ping said this, he was afraid that others would not believe him, so he said, "It's true. When I was in Qianjiang Central Hospital, I used a lot of medicine, but it didn't work."

Wu Xie actually wanted to say that it was because you didn't pay attention and walked too much when you got off the ground, which caused this.

It's just that at that time, others thought you were a normal exudate of infection, and neither the doctors nor nurses in charge of the bed had such an understanding, and the director didn't spend so much thought on you.

Where is there any magical method.

"There are no gods now, Biao Gonggong, have you eaten breakfast?" Wu Xie stood up, covered the gauze, and waited for the dressing to be changed.

"Eat, listen to you, Xu Huifang who called to the opposite door added two eggs."

"I also boiled a few eggs here at home, Doctor Wu, do you want it?" Jinping said as he opened the door of the cupboard, and there were small round native eggs inside.

"You need to supplement nutrition, I have to lose weight." Wu Xie joked.

"Doctor Wu, you are not fat."

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After Wu Xie looked at Dong Lianghe's wound, he saw that the exudate and pus inside had almost disappeared. Although the black scab wound was still terrifying, it could heal after only one or two debridements.

Although there will be a lot of scars left after the operation, at least the leg was saved.

"Brother, your infection is basically under control, you can be transferred to the hospital for surgery today."

"I will write down the treatment process in detail in the discharge medical record. You can mention one more thing at that time, and say that our side considers local vascular embolism, so we pay more attention to anticoagulation, and the doctors over there will understand."

"Then you can be free." Wu Xie smiled and covered the wound, then took off the examination gloves again, folded them upside down, and threw them into the yellow medical trash can.

"Thank you, Dr. Wu, you really are." Dong Lianghe's voice was choked up at the moment, his eyes were red, and he couldn't say a word except for giving two thumbs up.

"Thank you, brother doctor." Dong Gu'er also raised her head and said the same, and then she seemed to see her father was about to cry, so she held Dong Lianghe's hand: "Dad, don't cry."

She only thought that Dong Lianghe was crying, but she didn't quite understand why Dong Lianghe was crying.

When he said this, the boy who leaned over to draw got up, turned around, obviously not as extroverted as Dong Guer, but just took out a roll of paper from his schoolbag.

Then he handed both hands to Wu Xie, who was already in junior high school and was a little sensible: "Thank you, Doctor Wu, this is a gift from me, you must accept it."

Wu Xie looked at it, rubbed his hands together, then took off the roll of paper and spread it out.

Inside is a white coat that looks very similar to Wu Xie!

Including Wu Xie's eyes, eyebrows, hairstyle, and even the format of the badge before the white coat, they are all the same as Wu Xie. Wu Xie in the painting is smiling and looks very kind.

However, there is also a stethoscope on the painting that Wu Xie never wore, and the membrane of the stethoscope is as big as a fist.

In front of the membranous part, there is a little boy, holding his mouth, speaking in a low voice to the membranous part of the stethoscope.

Just this scene made Wu Xie feel cold, as if it touched a certain string.

"Did you draw this yourself? It's so powerful." Wu Xie was extremely surprised.

He doesn't know much about art, but he also thinks this painting is beautiful. It's really a talent for this young man to be able to draw at such a level. No wonder his teacher would persuade him not to give up painting.

Then, in the blank space of the painting, a sentence was written——

Dr. Wu's big ears could hear Dong Sheng's voice.

"Dong Sheng, is that your name?" Wu Xie asked again.

The young man nodded, and just smiled at Wu Xie, his eyes were solemn, and there seemed to be many things in it.

The younger sister is not sensible, but he knows that his father's ability to keep his leg means that his family's income will not be greatly reduced, and it may be the same in the future.

He has the opportunity to pursue his ideal of painting again without giving up directly.

Even my younger sister can have her own hobbies. If my father loses his labor force, then his family will be greatly changed.

"Thank you." Dong Sheng didn't know how to express it, so he came over and hugged Wu Xie, his voice choked with sobs.

It seems that everything has been said, and it seems that nothing has been said.

Seeing this, Dong Gu'er ran around the bed and tried to stand on tiptoe to hug Wu Xie's thigh, which was too short.

Zhang Dandan took the opportunity to take a photo, and then went to pull Dong Gu'er away: "Dong Sheng, let go of the doctor brother, he is going to change the medicines for Dad and Grandpa, we have to go through the hospitalization procedures later, don't waste time... ..."

Wu Xie put away the scroll.

This gift is not expensive, but very special...

"Thank you, this painting is really good, so I will accept it." Wu Xie had already put it away on his own.

Dong Sheng laughed straight.

Then he ran out, obviously still holding a stack of stick figures. The people in the paintings were He Ling and Guo Lixiang whom he had seen before, but they were not as delicate as Wu Xie's painting.