But think for the best anyway.
The large number of patients and long queue mean that the mordu gastrointestinal hospital is really the top hospital in China. Otherwise, where would there be so many patients.
In contrast, although the jianxie hospital is richly decorated, there are few patients. The logic is very simple. The level of the two hospitals is clear at a glance.
He tossed about for nearly three hours with the appointment list and returned to his residence. At this time, it was dark.
As the old saying goes, it''s good to be at home, but it''s hard to be outside in a day. That''s really the case. Especially going out to see a doctor is even more difficult.
Life is like a year. In this environment, sincerity is not an exaggeration. It is very appropriate to describe Cui Binbin''s current mood.
Four days later, from Sunday afternoon to Monday morning, Cui Binbin held his mobile phone and dared not leave his hand for a second. She was afraid that the doctor of mordu gastrointestinal hospital would call and miss the opportunity.
But the phone was always silent. She didn''t receive any notice at all.
Call Professor Zhu Changhong. He is having an operation. Zhu Changhong is a little impatient and says that he is full this week and can''t live in.
I can only wait another week... Cui Binbin counts the days with his fingers.
On the 17th day after leaving the provincial capital, she finally went through the hospitalization formalities and "got her wish" and lived in.
Three people, together with the patient''s care, the air in the room is a little turbid.
But compared with the endless waiting outside, this is already good. There was some anger in his heart, but Cui Binbin''s parents chatted with the people in the same room and found that it was fast. Some others waited for more than ten days, others waited for a month, and a patient in the next room waited outside for two months to live in.
However, after living in, everything got better, like a pair of invisible big hands moving the time gear, with a frightening speed.
The second day after hospitalization, blood collection and preoperative examination. At noon on the third day, Cui Binbin was sent to the operating table.
She has no time to grieve spring and hurt autumn. Compared with others, she is still good. At least she has the opportunity to have an operation.
And director Zhu Changhong also said that no lymph node metastasis has been found, and there is still a chance of recovery after operation.
More importantly, Cui Binbin''s current state of mind is strange. In these 19 days, from waiting to waiting, she has long smoothed her heart. Now she just wants to hurry up for surgery and go home after surgery.
It''s good to be at home. It''s hard to go out for a day. Unconsciously, Cui Binbin misses home.
The doctors and nurses in the operating room look a little cute and ridiculous wearing colorful flower hats.
Lying on the cold operating table, Cui Binbin felt like a lamb to be slaughtered.
Once upon a time, when she thought of these five words, she would think of a blockbuster and the gentle but raw professor.
But now Cui Binbin doesn''t have those literary and artistic ideas. Whether the operation can succeed or not, will it delay 19 days, resulting in cancer metastasis? It''s a problem to open his stomach and see if the operation can''t be done and close it directly.
Cui Binbin knows that this is the legendary switch technique, which is like pressing a lock on his stomach. No, Professor Zhu Changhong said it was laparoscopic surgery.
A few eyes and the operation is finished
When the shadowless lamp is turned on, Cui Binbin subconsciously narrows his eyes under the dazzling light.
When the clothes were taken off, a sense of shame arose spontaneously.
But Cui Binbin had a strange idea in his mind. The male anesthesiologists walking around didn''t look at themselves
MD！ Is my mother so miserable? Why don''t you look at it!
A more strange idea appeared in Cui Binbin''s mind. She thought angrily.
The itinerant nurses in the operating room kindly covered her with patient clothes. The anesthesiologist and nurses talked and laughed, and went to dinner on shift.
It turned out that the operating room was like a family house. Cui Binbin thought of it in his heart.
"Little girl, take a deep breath." the face of a male anesthesiologist appeared half a meter above Cui Binbin''s face. Although he was in a hurry, he tried to smile and try to calm the patient''s mood.
When the mask was fastened, Cui Binbin took a deep breath as instructed.
Her consciousness was blurred in a moment, and her eyes couldn''t open immediately. Cui Binbin suddenly remembered one thing. She forgot to tell the doctor that Dr. Wu of jianxie hospital sent herself a wechat to check the intraoperative freezing.
Cui Binbin wants to support the column and say this. But sometimes people are too fragile to resist narcotic drugs. Without saying a word, Cui Binbin "fainted".
I don''t know how long it took. Cui Binbin felt laborious breathing and uncomfortable all over the body. She struggled hard and felt like she was drowning.
"Cui Binbin!"
"Cui Binbin!!"
"Open your eyes when you hear it, Cui Binbin."
A voice roared loudly, but to Cui Binbin, the voice was far and near. She had just regained consciousness, but she could not think. Subconsciously, she obeyed the call of the voice and opened her eyes.
"Anesthesia is sober and vital signs are stable. Go back," said a voice.
The clothes were covered on the body. Several people carried themselves from the operating table to the flat car and covered them with quilts. The quilt was a little cold. Cui Binbin was very uncomfortable. She struggled hard to change a more comfortable position, but she was pressed on the flat car and couldn''t move.
The sound of the wheel can be heard vaguely. Cui Binbin tries to open his eyes, but he is too sleepy. Half asleep, Cui Binbin hears a familiar voice and cries his name in his ear.
Trying to open his eyes, Cui Binbin whispered, "Mom, Dr. Wu said let me do pathology."
"Don''t worry, don''t worry, do it, do it, it''s all right." Cui Binbin''s mother said repeatedly.
Fatigue surged up like a tide, and Cui Binbin fell asleep.
When she woke up again, she opened her eyes and could hear the sound of a machine.
It was completely dark. A bedside lamp was on in the ward. My father lay at the head of the bed and my mother leaned against the window. Both seemed tired and dozing off.
Is the operation finished? It was such a feeling to have an operation. Cui Binbin thought of it in a trance.
A burst of tearing pain came from his lower body. Cui Binbin tried to support himself and wanted to change his position.
"Binbin, are you awake?" for the first time, Cui Binbin''s mother noticed that she opened her eyes and immediately came over and asked.
"Mom, what time is it?"
"It''s more than nine o''clock. Do you hurt?" Cui Binbin''s mother asked.
"No pain, just uncomfortable. What''s wrong with me? It''s terrible." Cui Binbin asked.
"After the catheter was removed, the doctor said it would not be pulled out until tomorrow. Let you bear it." Cui Binbin''s mother''s face was filled with a long lost smile. "Wait a minute. Professor Zhu hasn''t come home yet. He said he''ll wait until you wake up."
"Ah? What''s the matter?"