Johnson put on a hospital gown, returned to the bed and sat down.
At this moment, the escort finally solved Grandpa's excretion problem. Holding a large amount of toilet paper and changed underwear, he pulled his face to look at Jiang Sen, and turned away proudly, but there was still a faint smell of shit in the air. Obviously, because the corridor was too long, she was too focused on her work just now, so she didn't hear the beautiful little nurse's exclamation.
Of course, Jiang Sen wasn't so bored that he wanted to tease her to pretend this, but he calmly accepted the slightly tough character of the escort old aunt, and then turned to look at his new patient. The old man who was sent here at noon was obviously delirious, not pathological, but dementia on the physiological level. He leaned on the slightly raised pillow, every breath seemed not particularly easy, the sound of phlegm in his throat was obvious, but he couldn't spit it out.
The two family members who sent him here were at least sixty years old.
It seems that they should be the son and daughter-in-law of the old man. There is no special pain on their faces, but there is a little worry and trouble in caring for patients between their eyebrows. Accompanying patients is a very energy-intensive and time-consuming job. If the time is too long, the accompanying person will easily become irritable; coupled with financial pressure, it is indeed difficult for ordinary families to bear it.
Not to mention, the two bed companions are not too young themselves.
Just to say it again, if people in their sixties are hospitalized and people in their forties come to accompany them, the situation will definitely be worse. It is equivalent to letting a family directly face the two situations of income tripping and spending skyrocketing at the same time. If the elderly are seriously ill, it is routine for middle-aged people to sell houses and cars, but the problem is that middle-aged people often have children and wives. Should I sit back and watch my father or mother die of illness, or give up my years of hard work and future life?
Every year, every month, every moment, countless families are faced with such a choice.
In contrast, Jiang Sen was lucky in his previous life. He just watched his own father go away in pure powerlessness. As a doctor, he doesn't even have the ability to save his own relatives. But just regret and regret.
However, in terms of personal life, there are basically no sequelae.
Before he even had time to sell the house, the old man simply closed his eyes.
Needless to say, Lao Kong was even luckier.
But the lucky people in the world are a minority after all, and the number of cases of family ruin and death due to illness every year is actually unimaginable. And the blood and tears hidden behind each such tragedy are as tragic as hell on earth.
When Jiang Sen was still dawdling in the hospital, for a short period of time, he was extremely numb to the patient's condition.
He just goes to work mechanically, earns wages mechanically, and performs his duties mechanically. He only thinks about job title examinations and writing medical records, and he doesn't care about the suffering of patients. Later, it was not until he left this environment that he gradually experienced the sufferings of the world. After thinking about it carefully, he felt that he was really not suitable to be a doctor.
Because I always feel that I still have a little bit of a moral level.
Still code words are the coolest
Jiang Sen thought to himself, looked at the couple diagonally across and muttered for a while, and the man went home first.
Grandma, the toughness of most men is really incomparable to that of women
Having seen a lot of living beings in the hospital, this is a conclusion that Johnson has drawn through comparison of big data, a conclusion that is difficult to overthrow.
The number of black single mothers in the United States is not determined by education and economics, but by genes.
"Hey" At the far end of the corridor, the two nurses who had finished treating the patients in the ward came back with a cart. When they passed by Jiang Sen, the very beautiful nurse asked Jiang Sen: "What book did you write?"
Jiang Sen looked at her curious appearance, smiled slightly, and asked back, "Do you read online novels?"
The two female nurses looked at each other, both at a loss.
"What online novel?" the beautiful nurse asked.
Jiang Sen didn't answer directly, but said: "My pen name is 2022 Jun, which is 2222 in Arabic numerals. You can search it online when you go home at night. I should be quite popular on the Internet recently. of."
"Oh" The other girl seemed to understand a little bit, "Isn't she an Internet celebrity? Sister Fu Rong's kind!?"
"Emmmm" Jiang Sen hesitated for a moment, and could only admit it through gritted teeth, "It's sort of."
"Hi! Let me tell you!" The other nurse laughed, "How can there be such a young writer! You just suddenlyp; Everyone at the scene, facing the shining knife, all had their hearts beating extremely fast.
But although Minister Hu was nervous, he still walked up to Jiang Sen without hesitation, grabbed Jiang Sen's arm, and shouted at the gangster sharply: "Who said it has nothing to do with me! I saw it, so it has something to do with me!"
"Auntie, calm down" Jiang Sen leaned closer to Minister Hu's ear and whispered, "Delay time and wait for the police to come."
Minister Hu hummed.
Jiang Sen suddenly puffed up his chest and said, "You three! I advise you not to make the same mistakes again and again, put down your weapons quickly, and turn your back on the shore! As long as you know your mistakes and can correct them, the government will definitely treat you leniently!"
The three idiots were taken aback when they heard that.
One of them couldn't help asking: "Grass mud horse! Which onion are you!?"
Jiang Sen shouted angrily: "Enough! Don't be so obsessed anymore! Have you not been sober in your life?"
"I'm a mud horse" The idiot who shouted couldn't help but took two more steps forward.
Jiang Sen was almost scared to pee when he saw it, he subconsciously shook off Minister Hu's hand, and raised his foot again hard.
This kick, because of being too nervous, can be said to be the kick with the most upright posture, the most vigorous force, and the most technical movements among the three kicks today. It can almost kick a pig over, and it slammed there Right in the middle of a person's stomach.
Gangster No. 3 instantly felt as if something had split in his stomach, and he bent his knees and knelt down on the ground.
"I'm stupid!" Seeing that something was wrong, Jiang Sen turned his head and ran out of the house.
The two gangsters couldn't bear this, they waved their knives and chased after them screaming.
"Jiang Sen!" Minister Hu almost went crazy, and followed him a few steps away.
The security guards in the lobby immediately rushed forward and firmly subdued the two gangsters who were kicked down by Jiang Sen.
Outside the inpatient department building, Jiang Sen ran away.
It was the afternoon when the hospital was just starting work, and there were a lot of people on the road, parents with children, children with the elderly, disabled, seriously ill, and those waiting for rescue. Jiang Sen stopped and braked repeatedly in the crowd, The two gangsters in the back saw that they were getting closer and closer. At this moment, Jiang Sen suddenly saw two policemen running over nervously, and hurriedly shouted: "Behind! Behind! There are knives!"
However, the two police officers shouted even more panickedly: "Run! Get out of the way!!"
Jiang Sen didn't seem to be right when he heard this, so he moved sideways, and a knife narrowly passed him behind him. Jiang Sen was frightened, his brain twitched, and he grabbed the waving hand and bit it down.
"Ah!" The gangster was in pain, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground. Jiang Sen grabbed his neck, turned his head and threatened the other, and shouted, "Don't come here! Or I'll strangle him to death!"
Gangster No. 5 froze.
The people around were stunned.
The two police uncles were also stunned
All around is quiet.
After two seconds of silence, Jiang Sen directly punched criminal No. 4 on the fragile head, bent down to pick up the knife on the ground, hurried to the two policemen, and shouted in a panic: "Comrade police! I want to report the crime!"
The police comrade who took the lead replied coolly: "Okay, I saw it."
In the middle of the crowd, the only remaining gangster No. 5 felt more ominous the more he watched the scene. He suddenly dropped the knife in his hand, turned around and rushed towards the other side of the hospital gate. Seeing this, the two policemen immediately followed and chased after him.
But at this moment, a roar like thunder suddenly sounded in the ears: "Stop!"
Suddenly, Jiang Sen was no longer afraid. He turned over and crossed the guardrail smoothly. After a few long strides, he chased after No. 5, raised his foot, and roared, "I'll go to your spicy next door!"
This kick has average strength, but it is superior in its ferocious momentum, going forward without reservation.
The one who was kicked in the face by Jiang Sen felt the sky spin for a moment. After being kicked off the ground, he did a 360-degree sideways somersault in mid-air. He didn't even come out. on the ground.
The two policemen immediately ran up to Jiang Sen, looked at him angrily, and cursed, "You mess up! What if you beat him to death!?"
Jiang Sen thought for a while, squatted down hurriedly, first checked the other party's vital signs, then moved his feet, saw that his legs and feet were still twitching, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Report to the police comrades, he is not dead, and his spine is not dead. Problems, most concussions."
The two policemen looked at each other.
At this moment, Minister Hu finally ran over to the gate, and Pandahai held up his camera, snapping random shots. The police were about to stop the reporter from taking pictures, but Minister Hu hurried forward and said, "It's okay! It's okay! The children are brave! These are all murderers! There are still a few of them!"
When the two policemen heard the words, their eyes soared with joy on the spot.
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When the two policemen heard the words, their eyes soared with joy on the spot.
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At least second-class work!
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