How come it doesn't taste good if you make it once.

Yin Fengchun closed the car door and continued to pour cold water on her: "Don't tell Yingying and the others that we failed. Otherwise they won't eat anything."

"No, no. Yingying is not such a person." Wu Lixuan was confident in her best friend. She said that she frowned and glanced at him, "You said you made me curry chicken rice, but in the end she said she wanted to accept that it was not delicious."

The picture he cooked for her was the atmosphere of the two people getting along, not anything else. Yin Fengchun's mouth was curled.

It’s not that he didn’t see his intentions, but Wu Lixuan smiled, either crying or not. It seems that Dr. Dong in the small hospital said that he looked like a little boy. I have to say that sometimes he looks like him, and he is older than hers.

The wind was cold and I was afraid that it would snow again, Yin Fengchun hurriedly took her hand and walked to the hospital to shelter the wind.

Suddenly, when they heard a harsh alarm sound from behind, they turned around and saw an ambulance rushing into the hospital yard from the gate.

"They are back." Someone was waiting for an ambulance downstairs of the hospital. When he saw the car arrive, he shouted and called out to other people.

The ambulance stopped and the rear door opened. A group of medical staff rushed up and pushed the patient's lying stretcher bed off the car and pushed it into the hospital building, dodging the cold wind outside.

In the crowd, there were doctors in white coats, nurses in nurse uniforms, drivers and families in ordinary clothes, and security guards directing traffic. All kinds of people were mixed in the night, and some of them made people unable to distinguish their faces.

Wu Lixuan and Yin Fengchun stood outside and looked around, not coming forward to make things difficult for the rescue team.

Dr. Peng and Dr. Zheng received the news and rushed down the stairs.

The phone number of ambulances connecting to the hospital cannot be fully described.

The two teachers rushed to the patient's lathe for examination.

The blood pressure and heart rate stabilized, and the blood stopped temporarily. Uncovered the quilt and yarn pad, the two teachers saw the end of the glove exposed in the incision. Yes, it was the first aid measure taken by Student Xie.

The patient should be pushed into the operating room and opened the abdominal cavity before checking the situation carefully. Dr. Peng directed the patient to take the patient up to the obstetrics operating room, where anesthesiologists and operating room nurses were on standby.

Dr. Zheng, who followed the patient away, saw the blood on the two students and urged: "Go and wash quickly and change the blood-stained clothes."

All teachers in clinical practice emphasize the concept of preventing occupational infections. Patients' blood may always contain bacteria or other infectious diseases. If you are eager to save people, you can ignore it for a while. You must do a good job of disinfection and cleaning afterwards. For the sake of protecting yourself, you can also protect other patients.

If an in-hospital infection occurs in a hospital, it is not simply transmitted to the patient, but it may be transmitted to other patients through intermediate medical staff. Uninformed patients only think that they are disliked by medical staff, but in fact it is not. Medical staff do their own protection work to protect you to the greatest extent. Think about it, if you transmit it to medical staff, the medical staff may not complain about you, but if you transmit it to other patients, the medical staff will not have this medical tolerant mentality.

After receiving the teacher's order, Xie Wanying and the others stopped going to the operating room with the teacher, and went to the bathroom to wash their hands.

After washing his hands, a sound came from the corridor: "Yingying."

It's a small voice.
Chapter completed!