Fan Taohua didn't sleep well tonight. She had crazy nightmares. She dreamed that Ye Xinghe was shopping and eating with her. They were obviously talking and laughing, but in a blink of an eye, what came into view was a white ward. Ye Xinghe was lying motionless on the hospital bed. After looking at his vital signs and shaking his head, Fan Taohua sat slumped on the ground.
This dream lasted all night, and when I woke up again, it was already broad daylight. The alarm clock rang at the right time, it seemed that she woke up at the right time, Fan Taohua turned off the alarm clock, she had a severe headache, the dream from last night was still haunting her mind, she smiled self-deprecatingly, the dream was all a reflection Yes, this proves that Ye Xinghe will definitely be healthy and healthy.
As soon as he and Song Qingfeng walked to the hospital, colleagues on the night shift hurried over and called Song Qingfeng, "Doctor Song, go to bed 28 to see him, his breathing is very weak, and he seems to be in a semi-comatose state, so he has no response. "
As soon as Fan Taohua heard this, the thing in her hand fell to the ground, she ran towards the ward desperately, the curtains in the ward were all drawn, and the dim light filled the whole room, Ye Xinghe was infusion, the liquid flowed smoothly As the dropper dripped down little by little, he lay motionless on the bed like a porcelain doll, his face was extremely pale, his hands were hanging down feebly, Fan Taohua yelled Ye Xinghe's name like crazy, and shook him vigorously , was stopped by the head nurse and Song Qingfeng who rushed over, Fan Taohua was a little emotionally broken, Song Qingfeng glanced at her, and then told the people behind him, "Take her out first, let me see."
Fan Taohua was almost escorted out. Several colleagues supported her together. She turned her head frequently, but she didn't break free. The door of the ward was closed, isolating her from everything inside.
Song Qingfeng ordered the nurse on duty to draw blood from Ye Xinghe and send it to the laboratory immediately. He took an electrocardiogram beside the bed, and his brows were furrowed when he saw the drawing, which was not a good sign.
"Since when did he start doing this?" Song Qingfeng asked the reason, Ye Xinghe's breathing was very weak, he picked up the oxygen tube to inhale oxygen for him, and installed an ECG monitor to measure his life more conveniently signs.
"From four o'clock in the morning today, when I came to the ward rounds, I found that he was abnormal. I reported it to the doctor on duty, but the doctor asked me to continue to observe until after six o'clock. , and then it's time for you to hand over your shifts."
The nurse explained the ins and outs of what she knew, and Song Qingfeng pondered, last night he and Fan Taohua played outside until very late before returning, but Fan Taohua didn't seem to know anything, she was still patting hard at the door The door, trying to get Song Qingfeng to open the door, she wanted to come in and see Ye Xinghe.
"Transfer to the intensive care unit for 24-hour observation." Song Qingfeng informed the nurse, and then opened the door. Fan Taohua couldn't stand still for a while, and rushed in. Song Qingfeng caught her steadily. When he saw Song Qingfeng, Fan Taohua Unable to hold back anymore, he grabbed his hand and asked, "How is the situation?"
Song Qingfeng shook his head, "Continue to observe, it's hard to say now."
Fan Taohua didn't get the answer, so she bypassed Song Qingfeng and walked to Ye Xinghe's bed. He was peaceful as if he was asleep, with long eyelashes and loose hair on the pillow, but he was still breathing oxygen, and The ECG monitor showed that the situation was not very optimistic. She held back her tears, but her colleagues pushed her away and transferred Ye Xinghe to the intensive care unit. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com