my private life

When my mother saw me awake, the first thing she said was, "Fanfan, Dr. Xia saved your spleen."

I lay on my back on the bed without a pillow to prevent vomiting during anesthesia.There are several tubes inserted into my body, a liquid is injected into my left arm, and plasma is injected into my right hand.

I was thirsty, and my mother just used a clean wet cotton swab to wipe my dry lips back and forth a few times.She said I can't drink water yet.Because I was under general anesthesia, my brain was still heavy. After talking to my mother a few words, I fell asleep again in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes again, I found that the ward was very quiet, all three patients were asleep, and my mother was sitting on the chair by the bed with her hands folded and taking a nap.

The blood plasma has been transfused, and only the liquid is still dripping slowly and regularly.I felt burning and pain at the wound. I don't know if it was because I was covered with two layers of quilts or the temperature in the room was too high. My whole body was extremely hot and my cheeks were hot.

I really want to lift the quilt to be cooler.But I was afraid of waking up my dazed mother, so I lay there and did not dare to move.I can't tell where I feel uncomfortable, but I just feel uncomfortable everywhere.I wanted to go back to sleep, but the burning pain from the wound made it unbearable for me to sleep.

At this time, the door opened silently, and a white figure flashed in.I thought it must be a nurse who came to check on the patient's condition, but it was Dr. Xia who came in.

I looked at her in surprise. She put her hair behind her head, making her look taller and taller.Dr. Xia has been in the hospital all day and even performed surgery on me in the afternoon. Doesn't she come home late at night?

When she saw me, she immediately put her finger on her mouth to signal me to be quiet, walked straight to my bed, reached out and touched my forehead, and whispered, "The body temperature is a little high, are you exhausted?"

Her fingers were a little cold, which made me feel very comfortable when I was hot all over, and there was a nice fragrance on her hands. "Is it exhausted?" She saw that I was silent and asked again.

I shook my head and looked at her blankly, not understanding what she meant by exhaust.

My mother opened her eyes suddenly when she heard the movement.She stood up abruptly and quickly checked the liquid bottle. Seeing that there was still more than half of the liquid in the bottle, she said to Dr. Xia with confidence, "Didn't hear her fart, Fanfan, did you fart just now?"

Oh, exhaust turns out to be the civilized way of farting.I smiled a little embarrassedly, "It seems not."

An accompanying family member in the clinic was awakened by our voices. She raised her sleepy eyes and looked, and then her head and eyelids drooped again.

"Be sure to remember that you can eat after exhausting." Dr. Xia put his hand on my forehead and said softly, "The body temperature measured just now is 38.6 degrees, which is a bit high. I will ask the nurse to do physical cooling for you in a while. No need Don’t worry, your body temperature will return to normal in two or three days.”

I told her that my wound was so painful that I couldn't sleep, she nodded slightly, "I'll prescribe you painkillers." She helped put a pillow under my head, took off a quilt, and quickly I carefully checked the two drainage bags hanging beside the bed before leaving.

"This doctor is very responsible. You were sent back from the operating room, and she has visited you several times." My mother let out a big breath with a tired look on her face.

Dr. Xia broke my prejudice against medical staff.In my impression, all doctors are very good, and what they say cannot be questioned or refuted. Even the school doctors in our school have their nostrils upturned and treat students coldly.Moreover, Dr. Xia is young, beautiful, serious and responsible. I have only seen such a doctor in TV dramas.

"I asked your father to go back to sleep. He will take my place tomorrow morning." My mother said with a long sigh, "I have something to do in the factory tomorrow, so I can't ask for leave."

I looked at my mother with some guilt, "Mom, go to sleep for a while, I will look at the liquid myself." My injury this time was completely unexpected. The family has added a sum of expenses, and it is not known how much hospitalization expenses can be reimbursed by the insurance company.

"Let me watch it. The nurse said that I would lose all night." Mom said helplessly, "It's fortunate that you saved your spleen, otherwise you would have lost an organ at a young age. Don't talk about going to college in the future, I'm afraid you will get married." not going out."

Presumably my mother must be very upset because of my accident, and she will start to criticize me regardless of the occasion and time.

I pointed to the sleeping patient on the hospital bed beside me, and signaled her to pay attention to the influence.She rolled her eyes at me and closed her mouth, then sat on the chair again, raised her face and looked at the liquid bottle blankly.

The door was pushed open again, and Dr. Xia walked in with a small bottle and a pack of cotton swabs.Why didn't the nurse come to physically cool me down?It's late at night, doesn't she rest?

My mother stood up and looked at Dr. Xia in surprise. "Why are you here in person? You tell me what to do, and I'll do it. Go back and rest. It's too late." My mother felt a little sorry, and reached out to take the bottle from Dr. Xia's hand.

"Let me do it." Dr. Xia's voice was as gentle as her movements. She opened the bottle cap while speaking, and wiped my forehead and palm with a cotton swab soaked in alcohol.

Both my mother and I looked at her somewhat flattered.Dr. Xia was very focused, with a serene expression and gentle and skillful movements, with a sense of inviolability and sacredness.

Her head was lowered, and I could clearly see her long, curving eyelashes blinking slightly, as well as my shadow in the dark brown pupils.

Dr. Xia unbuttoned the second button on my collar and pulled the clothes down so that my neck was completely exposed in front of her.I instinctively pulled down the quilt. I didn't wear a bra, and I was worried that she would see the "content" inside.

She seemed to understand my concerns right away, and looked at me with a half-smile.I looked away in a panic, feeling my face was hotter than before.

The door opened suddenly, and a little nurse rushed in hastily. "Doctor Xia, let me come. How dare I ask you to take my place." The nurse's right face had creases, and traces of saliva could be seen at the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that she had fallen asleep lying on her stomach just now. .

Dr. Xia continued to wipe the alcohol for me, "After the repair operation for ruptured spleen, 24-hour monitoring is very important. Body temperature and blood pressure should be measured every half hour, and the abdominal drainage bag should also be recorded. Temperature sheet, doctor's order sheet It's all down, don't you see?" Her voice was low and cold.

The nurse standing behind her blushed and turned pale, her lips squirmed for a long time without uttering a word. In order not to embarrass herself, she pretended to be indifferent.

My mother and I didn't know what to say, and the patient's heavy snoring sounded harsh in the quiet room.

The nurse stood there uninterestedly fiddling with her fingers. It was estimated that Dr. Xia would not talk to her again, so she stood there for a while before turning around and leaving.

I took a peek at Dr. Xia, she was still concentrating on her work, and when our eyes met, she smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Thank you, Dr. Xia." I said, "You can tell my mother about the rest. You can go back and rest."

After wiping off the last bit of alcohol, Dr. Xia straightened up, "Is it not as hot as before? Remember to tell the nurse or me when you have exhaust gas." She straightened my neckline for me and pulled the quilt back smooth.

When Dr. Xia was leaving, the little nurse came in with a box.Neither of them spoke.As soon as the door was closed, the little nurse put the thermometer under my armpit and muttered, "What are you doing, isn't he a doctor? I don't know if the first operation was successful or not."

The dissatisfaction of the little nurse made me and my mother look at each other. "Doctor Xia is a doctor?" My voice was full of envy and admiration.For me, who is about to take the college entrance examination, a doctorate is an unattainable dream and vision.

But my mother was more concerned about another question, "You said this is Dr. Xia's first operation?"

"She only came to the hospital last winter. If it wasn't for your daughter's critical condition, it wouldn't be her turn to perform the surgery. Other doctors are fully booked." The little nurse took out a thin needle and lifted my quilt, "This It's Dulantin, you won't be in pain in a while."

I felt a slight tingle in my ankle, and then a coolness.After the nurse finished the injection, she squatted by the bed and looked at the drainage bag and took notes. "She was nervous for no reason, and even nurses like us were busy." She then complained.

My mother saw that I didn't say anything, I knew she was worried.As a surgical clinician, what is more important is practical experience, rather than some advanced education.

No wonder Dr. Xia joked with me in the operating room that we were not nervous. It turned out that this was her first operation since she started working in the industry. She must have been more nervous than me at the time. "I think Dr. Xia is a responsible person." I trust Dr. Xia from the bottom of my heart, not only because of her serious attitude and knowledge, but also because of her inexplicable emotion rising in my heart.

"Seriousness and technology are two different things." The little nurse whispered as if talking to herself.

But as a doctor, you must at least have a serious and responsible attitude.I wanted to argue with her, but an aunt in the clinic turned over and sat up, so I shut my mouth, but I was thinking of Dr. Xia.She just graduated last year and is probably not married yet, so she is not in a hurry to go home.

I don't know why, but I don't want her to get married and start a family.What kind of man can be worthy of the beautiful and noble Dr. Xia?This man must be tall and handsome, he must be gentle and polite, and he must be successful in his career.

I imagined a pair of lovers walking hand in hand on the path of the hospital, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable in my heart. "Is she married?" I asked abruptly.As soon as the words came out, even I froze for a moment.

The little nurse shook her head and gave me a strange look.I think she must think I'm a weird girl, only a woman of my mother's age can ask about other people's sex.

Shortly after the nurse left because of the painkiller injection, I fell asleep again.