Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

In the evening, Ye Xian sent Zhang Su'e back. Before leaving, Ye Xian pulled Ye Yibai aside.

"You and Chu Pei have a good relationship?"

Ye Yibai was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Ye Xian with some surprise, and he replied with some hesitation: "It's not bad."

Ye Xian looked at Ye Yibai seriously, and said in a solemn tone: "No matter how good your friends are, you should keep a proper distance. You are also an adult. I won't tell you some truths, but you should understand."

Dr. Ye rarely felt the embarrassment of being caught by his parents when he was in a relationship when he was in school, "Sister..."

"You just know what you have in mind." Ye Xian didn't say much, and looked at Pei Zebi again, and then pulled Zhang Su'e, who kept asking her, "Is there really no hope for you and Pei Chu?", and left quickly.

Xie Hui went to see Ye Fang off, and Kabede and Robert came in a car. Dean Kabede wanted to ask Ye Yibai to go with him, but was dragged away by Doctor Robert.

"What did your sister say?" Pei Zebi drove the car to a stop in front of Ye Yibai, and at the same time leaned over and reached out to open the door of the passenger seat.

"My sister said that I got too close to you, let me pay attention."

Pei Zebi frowned immediately, and he looked sideways at Ye Yibai's side face, with a tense tone of helplessness, "Then what did you say?"

Dr. Ye got into the car, closed the door, turned his head and looked at Pei Zebi with a funny face and said, "I'm here right now."

There was a burst of relaxed laughter in the car. As soon as Pei Zebi stepped on the accelerator, the car quickly drove into the night.

"Oh, by the way, I gave you so many tickets, why are you here alone, Zhou Ke and the others?"

"Doctor Ye, watch a movie, this is the first time my partner invites you to watch a movie, will you let so many hands down to be light bulbs?"

Director Pei Da said helplessly, but he never expected that he would stop Zhou Datou and the others, but Ye Yibai turned around and invited most of the Jihe over.

Doctor Ye coughed dryly and stopped talking.

It was past nine o'clock in the evening when Pei Zebi sent Ye Yibai to the hospital. Tomorrow is Ye Yibai's first outpatient day, and Pei Zebi was not willing to waste his time. He stroked Ye Yibai's slender fingers, "Go back to rest early and call."

next day

At eight o'clock in the morning, Ye Yibai arrived at the outpatient room on time.

In Shanghai in the 30s, including the public relations concession, medical resources were very scarce. The contradiction between the huge population in need of medical treatment and the limited medical resources has always been prominent. The outpatient numbers of doctors with a little bit of fame are in short supply.

Because of the huge influence of the "Saturday Post" and the gradual advancement of the "Rebirth Project", Ye Yibai's outpatient number was just listed at the end of last month, and it didn't take long for them to be robbed.

"Let the first patient in."

Ye Yibai took the outpatient list that Laura handed over, and at the same time raised his head and said to her.

Although two-thirds of the beds left by Dr. Bonn were handed over to Ye Yibai, since most of the patients in the beds have not been discharged, the number of inpatients who can be treated is relatively limited.

The first patient pushed open the door and walked in.

"Hello, doctor." A young couple who came in came in through the door with a child.

This couple, the husband is a foreigner, the wife is a Chinese, and the child inherits the advantages of both parents, which is very cute.

"What's wrong?" Dr. Ye looked at the child who was sitting motionless on the chair and his eyes were a bit erratic.

The child didn't speak, and the child's mother hurriedly said: "Doctor, my child always said that he had pain under his armpit. We touched it and there seemed to be a hard round thing."

Armpit Lumps?Dr. Ye looked at the child and said softly, "Come on, raise your hand and let uncle touch it."

The child stared at Ye Yibai without speaking.

Seeing this, the child's mother stepped forward quickly and grabbed the child's arm, "Doctor, look, this is..."

As she spoke, she touched the lump under the child's arm. The child twisted and turned very uncooperatively, and the child's mother suddenly changed her expression, "It's here, why can't I touch it. Pound, come and feel it, it's here Go!" She turned her head and said to her husband beside her.

Seeing the child's eyes, Ye Yibai became visibly panicked. With his other hand, he sneaked towards the jade pendant around his neck, trying to move the jade pendant towards his armpit.

Hard and round, Doctor Ye showed a smile on his face.

The child's parents also noticed the child's action and immediately realized that the child was not sick at all. The mother angrily spanked the child's buttocks hard.

"Do you know how hard it is to get a doctor's appointment? Mom and Dad even asked for leave to take you to see a doctor, you naive child." The mother slapped her once, and then she slapped her three or four times.

Although Ye Yibai also felt that the child was a little ignorant and needed to be taught a lesson, but seeing that the mother wanted to beat him up, he hurriedly stopped him, but just as the words of his stop came to his lips, the child howled loudly as if stimulated .

The child's voice was a little hoarse, "I don't want to go to school, don't go to school, they all laugh at me, say I'm like a dumb duck, and say I'm a child hated by God!" The child seemed to speak very hard , the veins in his throat were exposed, but to Ye Yibai's ears, the sound was not loud.

The child's mother paused, her eyes became obviously sad, and the child's father also sighed heavily.

"Doctor, sorry for wasting your time." The father of the child named Pound said politely.

Ye Yibai nodded, and when he saw them standing up, he motioned for Qiao Na to call the next one.

However, at this time, Xu Shi choked his saliva into his throat, and the child's face was flushed, but for some reason, he still couldn't cough.

The child's parents immediately panicked and patted the child on the back, trying to calm him down quickly. It took a long time for the child to calm down from the excitement.

"Has he always been like this?" Dr. Ye stood up and approached the child held by Mr. Pound, "Harse voice, can't cough, can he laugh?"

Doctor Ye's question made the couple's expressions darken, "Yes doctor, I'm sorry to take up your time, but please believe that Ken is a good boy, he is not like others said, God because Loathing him robbed him of his laugh, and he did nothing wrong."

"No, sir, don't get excited." Ye Yibai smiled apologetically at the second patient Jona brought in, "It's like this, I suspect that the recurrent laryngeal nerve of little Ken may be paralyzed, which caused the Hoarse voice, can't cough, can't even laugh, so..."

Before Ye Yibai finished speaking, Mr. Pound's expression became agitated, "Doctor, are you sure? Ken can't laugh because he is sick?"

The marriage between Pang De and his wife Shen Na is not blessed. The teacher-student love, and his wife Shen Na is married again. There is no shortage of voices looking down on the marriage of the two. This voice was last year when their child Ken couldn’t cough, It reached its peak when it was impossible to laugh, and even the speaking voice became smaller and smaller.

It's not that the two of them went to see a doctor because of this. Pound even took Ken back to England for his illness, but all the doctors said they couldn't find the reason. I said, I just can't laugh or cough, just keep my voice down, it won't endanger my life, I'm fine, maybe one day I'll get better.

They didn't expect, they didn't expect that a child's prank to avoid going to school would make them hope again.

"Doctor, Doctor Ye, the newspapers say that your hand is a blessing bestowed by the gods on earth, and you use it to bring back hope to those who have lost their limbs, so I sincerely beg you, help Ken, help our family "Mr. Pound is probably an expert in linguistics, and his speech is very artistic.

Dr. Ye was a little embarrassed by what he said, "Mr. Pound, please don't get excited. I'm just guessing. In this way, let's take an X-ray of the throat first, and we can discuss it after the results come out, okay?"

"Okay, okay." Pound responded repeatedly.

Shen Na excitedly kissed Ken's forehead, "My good boy, we came at the right time today."

Ken still looked straight at Ye Yibai, but this time there was something shiny in his eyes.

After Pang De's family left, the second patient who had been waiting for a long time saw the strange light in Ye Yibai's eyes, and he asked hoarsely: "Doctor, my voice has always been bad, every time I sing Off-key, do you want to take a throat X-ray too?"

Ye Yibai: ...

The outpatient clinic is indeed the fastest way to accumulate surgery volume. The outpatient clinic received more than ten surgical patients in one morning, some of them were not urgent, and because the hospital beds were not enough, they left their contact information and told them to go back and wait for the notification.

"The test results of the hospitalized patients came out this afternoon and were sent directly to my office. The non-hospitalized patients told them that I will set aside half a day to sit in the ambulance center office tomorrow morning. If there is anything unclear about the test results, let them come to the office tomorrow. I."

"Okay, Doctor Ye." Laura responded quickly.

Laura secretly looked at Ye Yibai who was sorting things out. Dr. Ye is really different. There is no doctor who sets aside time to answer the examination report for the patient. Most of them will either come out with the results on the same day for the doctor to look forward to, or wait for the next outpatient visit. Yes, this is also one of the reasons why Jihe clinic is difficult to attend.

As soon as Ye Yibai's outpatient clinic was over here, Dr. Carter's call arrived over there.

"Ye, can the epilepsy operation be done in the afternoon? I think our schedule in the afternoon is empty, why don't you come and deduce it again?"

Hearing this, Ye Yibai looked up at the clock on the wall in the outpatient room. It was [-]:[-], "I'm afraid I can't do it this afternoon. I didn't tell the patient to fast in advance. Can I do it tomorrow afternoon? I don't have an operation."

"Tomorrow afternoon... Let me see, okay, I don't have anything important to do tomorrow afternoon, so it's two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, okay?"

"It should be fine. I'll check the patient's basic data and give you an answer." Ye Yibai said.

Coming out of the outpatient room, Dr. Ye and Laura walked straight to the ambulance center.

"Doctor Ye, are you going to have the epilepsy operation tomorrow afternoon?" Laura asked softly.

"It should be. I have to look at the physical data first. Oh, by the way, the patient's family members are here these days."

"The patient's sister and mother are here, and the patient's husband came here for a while in the morning, and left after sitting for less than 10 minutes." Laura quickly replied, she took a peek at Ye Yibai, and said hesitantly: "Ye Doctor, can I have this operation? Our dormitory said that this would be an operation that can be recorded in medical history just like the replantation of a severed limb.”

Ye Yibai looked at Laura in surprise, "Of course." He smiled and said, "But Laura, remember, for us medical staff, surgery may only be our job, which can be simply divided into challenges and challenges. Sexual and non-challenging, but for the patient, every operation is a big deal."

"I see... Doctor Ye."

In the ambulance center, Jona was concentrating on recording behind the nurse's desk.

"Jonna, show me the records of Ward 1013."

"Oh well."

Ye Yibai took the notebook handed over by Qiao Na, and quickly browsed through it, "The data is very stable, how is the patient's mood?"

Jona looked up, "I think she's in a great mood since you told her that surgery is possible. It's hard for me to understand, and I told her repeatedly that craniotomy is very risky, but she doesn't seem to care at all."

"If the patient has no objections, inform them that the operation will be performed at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and her husband will also come over, and the hair will be shaved off, and the preparations will be done."