She is the Third Kind of Stunning

Diseases have a certain seasonality, and respiratory diseases and cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases are prone to occur in winter.

For sick patients, especially the elderly, the cold winter is a test, and many elderly patients cannot survive the warmth of spring.

In winter, the critical value of patients in the oncology department increases visibly, and the mortality rate also increases significantly, especially respiratory diseases such as lung cancer, which are prone to concurrent infections.

Jian Qing went to see Mrs. Zhao by herself, and found the head nurse to report the situation, and told the doctors under her team to pay special attention, and consult a psychologist if necessary.

After explaining, I walked around the ward by myself.

On weekdays, when she went to the ward, she was almost always accompanied by people, sometimes a few people, sometimes a group of people, sometimes the head of the department made rounds, and there were even a huge crowd of people.

Except for the family members of the patients who took the initiative to find her in the office and consulting room, she did not seem to have given them a chance to communicate with her alone.

She spends time looking up literature, consulting and discussing with doctors from other disciplines, and formulating treatment plans, but she never chats with patients' parents, and pays little attention to their emotional state. What options are available next.

She is not a warm and caring doctor, she is only responsible for seeing and treating patients.

Walking to bed No. 7, Jian Qing greeted the patient on the bed.

Bed No. 7 is a professor in his fifties, surnamed Li, from the Department of Chinese Language and Culture. He has rich knowledge and stubbornly believes that he knows more than other patients and even the doctor in charge.

But he can't state his condition fluently, and sometimes he rambles on without any focus. He also searches the Internet for tumor-related literature, reads the latest treatment guidelines, checks the symptoms and makes a correct diagnosis, and makes a subjective diagnosis for himself.

Whenever he babbles, or even talks back, Jian Qing always interrupts coldly, extracts the required information by asking questions, or just ignores it coldly.

Today, she tries to empathize, think in another way, and think about the reasons behind it.

In a completely unfamiliar field, facing unfamiliar diseases, everyone will have unknown and panic. It is normal to search online to find out.

There are specialties in the surgery industry, not everyone has studied medicine, and not every patient has medical knowledge.

The patient deliberately emphasized those, perhaps hoping that the doctor would pay more attention to himself.

Just like a child who likes to show off, he wants to behave better in front of his elders, talk more, and hope to be the most special one.

After a brief moment of thought, Jian Qing stood by the bed, chatted with Professor Li about his condition, and then began to greet him, asking him, "Are there any books on humanities and history that you can recommend?"

Professor Li seemed to see a hard-working student, and immediately showed a teachable expression, and he began to talk endlessly in the field he was familiar with.

Jian Qing listened quietly, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the little girl in bed No. 8 next door.

Seeing Jian Qing, Sangsang grinned, her eyebrows and eyes curved, revealing a mouthful of small white teeth.

He doesn't look as afraid of her as he used to.

After exchanging pleasantries with bed No. 7, she walked to bed No. 8, took out a few toffee from her pocket, and put them in Sangsang's palm.

Sangsang thanked her in a childish voice, peeled off the icing, and stuffed the candy into her mouth, revealing her gaping white teeth again.

Jian Qing saw that her upper jaw was missing a tooth, and held her small face to observe: "Open your mouth, ah—"

Sangsang opened her mouth, "Ah—"

"Changed teeth again?"

Sangsang nodded.

Jian Qing said softly: "Brush your teeth well and eat less candy." As he spoke, he snatched a candy from her hand and stuffed it back into the pocket of his white coat.

Children usually change their teeth between the ages of 6 and 12, and Sangsang is 10 years old this year. Jian Qing hopes that he can see her teeth changing.

Like this, I went to each ward and saw the patients in the group one by one. This time, Jian Qing seldom talked about the illness, but only observed their emotional state, and told them to keep warm in winter, pay attention to indoor ventilation, and wear a mask when going out to prevent influenza.

Simply greet the parents with a few words and leave, she will not make long speeches to comfort them.

There is no shortage of that kind of comforting words here. From the moment the treatment started, relatives and friends gave sympathetic eyes. Patients and family members have heard many—

"Although you have this disease, you must maintain an optimistic attitude."

"Be like normal people, face it positively, and look forward optimistically."

"Live well and cherish the moment."

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Such correct and beautiful nonsense can only be comprehended by the parties themselves.

Others say too much, sometimes it will be counterproductive.

The first-line on-duty tonight is a junior attending doctor from the next-door group. He has rich clinical experience, and there are not many patients who have been notified of critical illness. Most of them who are on the verge of life and death have been transferred to the ICU. Jian Qing decided to listen to the class at home.

The No. 1 Hospital attached to Jiangzhou is located in the city center where land is very expensive. The house Jian Qing bought is opposite the hospital, across the street, and it only takes a few minutes to get to and from get off work.

Jian Qing listened to the class at home, and Lu Yinxi naturally didn't need to follow the class, so he went to the playground for a few laps excitedly.

She began to exercise regularly, strictly controlled her diet, stopped eating spicy food, and maintained her weight to prepare for the next month's filming.

But once a person starts to plan for fitness, it seems that there will be all kinds of accidents that break the plan

——The next afternoon, Zhang Yue invited her to a dinner party: "It's not a dinner party for the whole department. I invite a few intern children under me to have some barbecue and sing. It's near the hospital. Come and play together?"

Lu Yinxi thought that he had to socialize a bit, and nodded happily in agreement.

In the evening, she was putting on makeup and dressing up at home. Jian Qing saw her and asked casually, "Where are you going?"

"Aren't you going to the party?"

Jian Qing was used to being alone, and never participated in the dinner party of junior doctors. Zhang Yue refused the invitation as always.

"Aren't you going? I thought you would go together." Lu Yinxi moved closer to Jian Qing, shaking her wrist, "Why don't you go together? Think of it as accompanying me."

Jian Qing hesitated for a moment, hummed, and called Zhang Yue, telling him that he had changed his mind.

Zhang Yue was so scared that he almost threw the phone out.

He just asked politely. He didn't expect Jane Halal to come, and the little boys under him were not prepared for it, and they all cried like ghosts and wolves—

It’s okay to look at the cold face of the superior at work and worry about it, but who wants to stay with the boss at a party?

Zhang Yue rushed to the barbecue restaurant ahead of time to confirm the hygienic situation in the store.

His interns also came early, and a few young people sat around in the noisy and crowded small barbecue shop, complaining about their studies, about the hospital, about the teachers, and gossip and gossip.

"The head nurse is really fierce. Today I was scolded to the point of being autistic again!"

"The hospital is really digging and searching, squeezing us as free labor. They don't pay any money for hard work, and there is no holiday during the Chinese New Year! Brother Zhang, you are better for us. Last month, we were given two weeks of leave for the postgraduate entrance examination. I heard that Those in the next-door group are not given a holiday."

"We survived like this. We are heroes in the late stage, and we are wretched and developed." Zhang Yue smiled brightly, "But it's okay for me to talk about giving you a holiday. Don't say it. If the medical department knows I will be called to tea."

"Don't worry! We have been hiding in the classroom to review those days, not in the dormitory."

"Have you heard? Lin **** from the class next door cheated! You're on three boats! It's outrageously scumbag!"

"Damn it! People like that have girlfriends? Why am I still single!"

"Three boats? Where does he have so much time? I want to lie down and sleep every day when I go back to the dormitory."

"Serve beer, serve beer! Serve meat, serve meat! Talk while drinking!"

When Lu Yinxi brought Jian Qing to the barbecue restaurant, the warm atmosphere suddenly seemed to have been poured with cold water. The young students sat at the long table, all of them became reserved and introverted, and the years were quiet. I love learning and love hospitals.

"Call for some drinks, everyone, don't drink too much."

"Yesterday I had hypoglycemia and almost fainted. The head nurse gave me two candies and didn't scold me all day. She is so kind."

"I remember that the scientific examination will be next week, and I'm still a little unskilled in waist wear."

"This week, everyone will form a team to practice together."

The smoke from the barbecue smeared around Jian Qing, Jian Qing waved it lightly, and asked casually: "What are the precautions for waist wear?"

In an instant, the air fell into a deathly silence, the students lowered their heads, some drank alcohol, some ate meat, not daring to look at Jian Qing.

The seconds are like years of silence.

Only Lu Yinxi saw through the teasing in Jian Qing's eyes, poured her half a glass of plum wine, and said with a smile: "Mr. Jian, it's rare to get together to eat and chat, so don't teach, come and have a drink."

Zhang Yue also stood up: "Yes, yes, Senior Sister, I haven't bought you a drink very much yet, here, let me toast you."

Jian Qing and Zhang Yue clinked glasses.

"Mr. Jian, you don't seem to have a class tomorrow, so we respect you too!" The slippery student took the initiative to toast to Jian Qing first.

Others followed suit, but Jian Qing did not refuse.

The students became more energetic, and they went on and on to drive and fight, trying to get her drunk.

Jian Qing stopped drinking after only a few cups, stood up and told the people present: "Don't drink too much, don't play too late, Zhang Yue, obviously send me a text message after sending the students back to the dormitory."

Wei Mingming didn't want to let her go: "Boss, why did you leave so quickly? You don't have work tomorrow, we've just started, and there will be KTV later, I want to sing a song of gratitude for you!"

Jian Qing knocked Wei Mingming on the head: "I have a meeting tomorrow, I have to go back and prepare."

She was worried that Lu Yinxi was not familiar with them and would not be able to blend in. Now it seems that this child has very good social skills.

Instead, she stayed here, and the students dared not let go.

After Jian Qing left, Lu Yinxi stared at the dinner plate left by Jian Qing in a daze.

The plates were clean.

She only drank a few glasses of wine and ate nothing at all.

She doesn't seem to be able to blend into the lively environment and is always used to being deserted.

Why did you promise yourself to come when you knew you couldn't get into it?

Is it just because of your own phrase "accompany me"?

On the streets in winter, the lights are on and there is a lot of traffic.

Lu Yinxi walked out of the barbecue shop, caught up with Jian Qing in front, and patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Doctor Jian, can you go shopping with me in the supermarket?"

Jian Qing stood still and asked, "Why did you come out?"

"I don't want to eat barbecue anymore. It's too greasy and affects my fitness plan. I want to cook by myself and make some vegetable salad. Let's go and accompany me to the supermarket."

Lu Yinxi took Jian Qing's hand and led her into a nearby commercial square.

When taking the elevator to the supermarket on the first floor, Lu Yinxi looked up at the name of the mall: "Galaxy Plaza? This name looks familiar."

Jian Qing beside him explained calmly: "National chains are available in first- and second-tier cities."

It's not surprising that they look familiar.

Lu Yinxi nodded without asking further questions.

She vaguely remembered that this was one of the industrial chains of the Jian family, but the relationship between Jian Qing and the Jian family seemed normal.

During the days of being together day and night, I never heard her talk about her family members, nor saw her family members contact her.

She seemed to be alone all the time, no family, no friends, lonely, deserted.

There was a faint pain in the tip of his heart, Lu Yinxi frowned, and suddenly clenched Jian Qing's wrist, so strong that Jian Qing lowered his head and glanced.

Lu Yinxi also lowered his head, realizing later that he had led Jian Qing for a long walk.

Let go of your hand as if it was hot.

Lifting his head, he was bumping into Jian Qing's probing eyes.

Looking at each other for two seconds, the two tacitly looked away at the same time and looked around.

It's all women, holding hands is no big deal.

Lu Yinxi tried to ignore the sudden increase in heart rate, looked around, looking for nothing to say: "This supermarket is so big, it's my first visit."

Jian Qing hummed: "I want to go shopping, and I can go shopping often in the future."

Lu Yinxi smiled slightly: "I like shopping in supermarkets very much."

"why?"

"It's very lifelike." She pulled out a shopping cart skillfully, "Even if you don't buy anything, you will feel better when you see the neatly sorted vegetables and fruits. I also like to watch people coming and going, watching everyone Picking and picking on the shelves. In the hospital, you may be used to suppressing your emotions. What you see most is white and blue. The supermarket is different. There are colorful colors in the supermarket. I don’t think about life and death here, I just want to eat tonight very practically. What to order? How much money is left in your pocket? Do you want to buy potato chips? Do you want to buy fruit? The weather is so cold, how about cooking a hot pot? It will give people a sense of steadfastness in living in the present.”

Jian Qing listened to the soft voice in her ears, and glanced at the fruits, vegetables and grains on the shelves one by one.

"Have you ever heard a poem by Haizi - from tomorrow, be a happy person; feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the world; from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables; I have a house, facing the sea, spring flowers bloom '."

Lu Yinxi's line skills are very good, and her voice is gentle and magnetic. When she reads poetry, she can easily make people feel her emotions.

Jian Qing shook her head: "I've never heard of it, it's very nice."

For the first time, she felt that those inexplicable and incomprehensible poems became approachable.

Passing the whole grains area, Lu Yinxi pointed to the bulk noodles: "Mr. Jian, how long do you think I ate these noodles when I was the poorest?" Before Jian Qing could answer, she asked herself with a smile, " After eating for almost half a year, the noodle cakes, ham sausage, and green vegetable leaves are quite economical, and if I just eat, I still want to drink soup, boiled noodles come with noodle soup, and it will warm my stomach in winter."

Jian Qing stopped: "You said that your parents are professors in the medical school."

Although it is not considered rich and powerful, but at least he is from a scholarly family, so he will not be down and down enough to drink noodle soup.

These are not the experiences of Lu Yinxi in the book, but the memories of Lu Yinxi in the real world.

Lu Yinxi looked at Jian Qing with a smile on his face: "Do you want to hear about my fame as an actor?"