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Chapter 35 Cardiovascular Internal Medicine

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    I still remember that it was the teacher Qin who taught me a lot in the Department of Cardiology who first asked me to help.

    Although the teacher only asked me to help the old lady press the wound that had just drawn arterial blood, I also felt that this was better than letting me stand aside and watch in embarrassment.

    However, perhaps the old lady's condition was relatively serious, so the teachers not only drew blood, gave her a trocar, but also inserted a urinary catheter for her.

    Following the teacher's instructions, while I was pressing the wound on the old grandma's hand hard, I also watched how the other teachers beside the bed rescued the old grandma.

    This is the first rescue I participated in.

    In the Department of Gastroenterology before, I have never encountered such an opportunity.

    So I was also a little curious.

    I don't know if the real situation is the same as that on TV.

    But until the end, I didn't feel the urgency that I felt on TV.

    It really is a lie on TV!

    Because until the grandma was transferred (to ICU), I didn't find that the teachers' rescue was as tense as it was on TV.

    However, when I saw the old woman panting heavily while wearing a ventilator, I still felt very uncomfortable.

    Will it become like this when I get old?

    People undignifiedly let people unbutton their shirts, reveal their breasts, and place electrodes?

    As if there was no dignity, people took off their pants and placed a catheter.

    Perhaps no matter how old or not, as long as you are sick and hospitalized, you will be like this.

    But I still don't want to go through this situation myself.

    It's not that I shy away from diseases, nor is it that my mind is not open enough.

    Instead, I think that no matter whether you are born or not, it is a very shameful thing to expose your breasts and private parts to the eyes of others.

    But I was sick and hospitalized, and I had to do this

    Seeing such a situation, I don't want to live for so long.

    If you are lucky, you can live until you can take care of yourself all the time, that's it.

    As for longevity, I know it's impossible for most people.

    And living in pain like this is not what I want.

    But maybe because I am healthy now, I think so

    If the sick person is me, I guess no matter how much dignity I lose, I want to live healthy

    After the old grandma left, I had nothing else to do, so I still followed that teacher Qin.

    Because I still don't know who my tutor is, and I don't know if my tutor is at work today.

    But I didn't expect that when I followed a teacher around the ward for some reason, I happened to meet my teacher.

    Other interns in the Department of Gastroenterology have teachers, but I do not have one, so when I saw my first teacher in my life in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine, I was quite excited.

    It's just that I don't know if my teacher is good or not, and what his temper is like.

    Until now, I have never told my teacher in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine, Mr. Huang.

    That's when I first saw her, I thought she was in her thirties.

    Because everyone wore blue hats to cover their hair and masks, so when they were not familiar with her, they didn't know what she looked like.

    So that day I regarded my teaching teacher as an older and highly qualified teacher.

    However, as I gradually deepened, I realized that my teacher had just graduated for two years.

    And she is also a senior who is two years older than me.

    It's just that I didn't have much contact with the seniors at that time, so I didn't have the chance to know each other.

    However, although the teaching teacher is only two years older than me, and she is also a direct senior from the same school, during the five weeks of my internship in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine, I have always been called a teacher, not a senior.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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