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027 Relocation Help

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    "Why did you get up so early?" the young man asked with a smile.

    "No way, it's very noisy, and I can't sleep anyway, so I might as well just get up." I also answered with a smile.

    "Oh, it's okay, no matter how noisy it is, it won't affect me." The young man said a little proudly, "Have you had breakfast? Do you want to go together?"

    "No. I have to wait a while. I can't go until my mother comes." I said with a serious face.

    "My dad is coming out of the intensive care unit today, so I have to go to breakfast early. I won't wait for you." The young man apologized.

    "It's okay, go quickly! Don't delay the business." I urged with a smile.

    Not long after, my brother-in-law came and brought me a hearty breakfast.  I happened to be hungry, so I ate voraciously.  Therefore, when I finished eating, the young man who was in a hurry to get down to business was still not back.

    In fact, it didn't take long before the young man hurried back.  Immediately afterwards, the boy's mother also arrived.  I heard that it was estimated to move around eight o'clock, so just a little after seven o'clock, the young man, mother and son were busy.  First I went to the intensive care unit to check, and then I went to the nurse's station to ask.  Everyone answered them: the time has not come yet, we have to wait a while.  However, how can the young man, the mother and the son, who are the parties involved, be in a hurry?  They walked back and forth in the ward.

    "You said, just wait like this, it's not a problem!" One look, you can tell that the boy's mother is short-tempered.

    "People say that the time has not come yet, so what can we do if we don't wait?" The young man replied helplessly.

    "I saw that when other people move, they always push out the hospital bed first. Why don't we push out the hospital bed first?" the boy's mother asked as if asking.

    "Okay, then let's push the bed out first." In fact, the young man was also very anxious, so he responded very actively to his mother's call.

    At that time, I was also there, and I understand the mentality of their mother and son very well.  So, I leaned forward and offered to help.  In fact, there is also a little selfishness in this.  Because, my father will also have this experience. In the process of helping, I can accumulate a lot of experience and save time from being in a hurry.

    There are wheels under the hospital beds.  As long as the front brake wheels are released, the hospital bed can be pushed.  The space in the ward is limited, and it is not very easy to roll out such a large hospital bed.  I helped to control the direction and remove all obstacles blocking the way.  Although it took some effort, with the concerted efforts of the three of them, the hospital bed was finally pushed to the corridor.

    Although the corridor of the inpatient department on the 21st floor is quite wide, it will be very obstructive if such a large hospital bed goes there.  We are not the kind of people without public morality, so we quickly turned the hospital bed up against the wall, and then the young man went to the nurse's station to find someone to help change the sheets.

    By the time the nurses finished their work, the hospital beds had taken on a new look, but the time for relocation had not yet come.  So, the young man, son, mother and son went to the intensive care unit first.  I followed suit.  This time it was not to help, but to see his father.  Because, at this time, it happened to be the visiting time of the intensive care unit.

    It seems that my mother came at a good time. I entered the intensive care unit with my front foot, and she arrived with my back foot.  Unlike yesterday, at this time, father's sanity is clear.  Although my father is trying his best to bear it, I can see his pain from his expression.  I know that my father must be enduring the bone marrow pain very hard.

    "Hey, almost everyone in this place is humming. But, I didn't hum a single word" My father seemed to have regained a lot of energy when he saw us, and immediately said intermittently in a weak voice.

    "Dad, don't talk, rest more." I persuaded with some distress.

    "I'm fine!" My father continued stubbornly, "Here, I have nothing to do except lie down and rest"

    Seeing that my father would never give up until he said enough, I quickly gave my mother a retreating look.  Then he said, "Dad, there are rules here, the visiting time can't be too long."

    When the father heard it, he said very understandingly: "Then you go out. Actually, you can't help much here, and you can't suffer for me."

    Hearing my father's joking words, we just took the opportunity to say goodbye to him, and then decisively left the intensive care unit.  Because, we all know in our hearts that being here will only distract our father.

    When I was in the intensive care unit, I saw the young man, son, mother and son standing next to the bed to the east of the father's bed.  It is estimated that the man lying on the hospital bed is the young man's father.  At that time, I was so focused on my father that I didn't pay attention to what he looked like.Shortly after our visit, it was time to move out.  I know that this is the same as when entering the intensive care unit, requiring family members to move the patient from the bed in the intensive care unit to the bed in the ward.  Originally, I was going to help the young man.  However, just as the relocation happened, the young man's uncle came.  As the saying goes, brothers in battle.  The patient's brother came, so naturally I have nothing to do.

    I watched as they wheeled empty hospital beds into intensive care.  Not long after, the hospital bed was pushed out again.  However, this time there was an extra person on the hospital bed, and there were still things hanging on the edge of the bed on both sides.

    When entering the ward, the young man and the others seemed much more cautious than when they came out.  Because, any one of the many things hanging by the bed is untouchable.  If you are not very careful, it is likely to cause unexpected disasters.

    Finally pushed to the position where the hospital bed should be, and after braking the wheels, I obviously felt that they all breathed a sigh of relief.  For them, a arduous and great project has finally been successfully completed.

    There was nothing to help, so I sat on my father's hospital bed to rest.

    7:30 is the working time of the hospital, and at 8:00, the inpatient department on the 21st floor will gradually return to normal.  The routine work of nurses also began, such as measuring blood pressure, temperature and so on.  Just after eight o'clock, I received the statement from the nurse.

    Not long after the boy settled his father down, the nurses got busy.  It is estimated that the patients who have just come out of the intensive care unit are the priority objects of care, and the nurses brought one thing after another.  It is not very clear what exactly it is.  However, I remember that at least there was oxygen and pain relief equipment.  Then there was bottle after bottle of infusion.

    It is not an exaggeration to say that it is priority care, because the grandmother on the northernmost bed did not start the infusion until nearly two hours later.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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