【Wei Yong】Benevolence

Since Victor regained the ability to walk on the ground, soon, the entire surgical department knew that Dr. Katsuo had another big, sticky tail.

In this regard, Dr. Katsuki Yuri said that the doctor's job is to save lives and heal the wounded, and refused to make more explanations and comments on Alpha's behavior behind him.

As a surgeon, Yuri Katsuki spends more than half of his working time in the operating room.Even though Mr. Victor Nikiforov is working on the catwalk or in the inpatient department of a hospital in a foreign country, his family loves dogs to lick them. During the few days in the hospital, he received full love from the doctors and nurses. .However, the bacteria-proof electric door in the operating room would not allow him to pass automatically just because he was handsome and talking, unless he was pushed in with a medical trolley.

Therefore, as long as it is the door of the operating room where Dr. Shengsheng is on duty, apart from the family members of the patients anxiously waiting for their relatives and friends to come out of the cold iron gate, there is another eye-catching human-shaped scenic spot.

In the morning, he followed a liver tumor resection operation, and at lunchtime, Dr. Shengsheng was already a little tired, holding his lunch box and nodding frequently.

Victor insisted on having dinner with him, but it was really unreasonable for a person who hadn't disconnected the connection to go to the restaurant in the hospital with him.Dr. Katsuo, who couldn't say "no" to the patient's watery blue eyes, had no choice but to go downstairs to buy lunch and bring it to Victor's ward, begging him to lie down on the bed obediently for a while.

Dr. Shengsheng silently bit his chopsticks and thought, where did the person who was lying on the bed crying for pain go?How come once the switch to get out of bed and walk is turned on, it can no longer be turned on again?

The patient on the bed, who had been pushed to lie down with great difficulty, held a bowl of porridge and drank slowly, smiling as he watched the doctor sitting by the bed bite his chopsticks around his teeth.

According to the work plan, Dr. Shengsheng will perform a kidney transplant in the afternoon.Due to the special condition of the patient, the difficulty of the operation is increased, so several experts and doctors in the department will perform the operation in person this afternoon, and even a retired vice president is also invited to provide guidance to ensure the smooth progress of the operation .It was a rare opportunity, and several new doctors who had finished their internships in the same class as Yuuri were all asked to watch and learn from the experience of their predecessors in the operation.

Surgery was scheduled for two o'clock sharp in the afternoon.

At around one o'clock, after cleaning up the tableware and removing the dining board set up on Victor's bed, Dr. Katsushi covered the quilt and pulled up the curtains for the patient whose heart was completely inconsistent with his obedient appearance, and ordered him to take a good nap and rest within an hour. They were not allowed to wake up, and they were not allowed to walk around the floors when they woke up. Then they went down to the operating room on the fifth floor to prepare for disinfection and cleaning.

Victor lay on the bed and closed his eyes to meditate.Earlier, I heard Yuuri mention something about it. The patient was a middle-aged man, and he only took care of a teenage daughter by his side.After several matchings, his daughter did not match his type, and the elderly parents' physical condition was not up to standard. They waited for a long time in the kidney source bank before finally getting the precious kidney source.The patient's hometown is not in Tokyo. The local hospital was afraid that their technical means would delay the patient's condition, so they recommended them to be transferred to the hospital where Dr. Katsuki and the others worked.

In the previous preoperative consultation, the operation was predicted to last for about four hours, and it would take about six o'clock to finish including the postoperative finishing.Victor opened his eyes and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. It was still early, so he decided to listen to the doctor's words occasionally, close his eyes and take a nap. After all, more rest can help you recover more.

Although it is very happy to be taken care of every day, it is also time to get better quickly.

It is always easier to dream when falling asleep during the day. Those small fragments accidentally left in the subconscious all flooded back to the brain, breathing together fragments with no logical connection to form various fragments of light and shadow: at the corner of the wall The sunlight with a person’s shadow printed on it, the round lamp panel with multiple light sources in the cold room, the red and blue flashes reflected on the car window, the light cluster shining on the paper book in the middle of the night...

The skin touched the slightly cold air, and then there was a soft closing sound of the door.Victor took a deep breath, frowned and opened his eyes, barely pulling his consciousness back from the chaotic dream.A small orange light was turned on in the dim room, which Yuuri brought to him yesterday.The hour hand of the clock on the wall was already pointing to 6. The window next to the hospital bed was opened a crack, and the curtains were drawn to one side. The sky outside had already darkened, and it was estimated that a nurse had just come to pass through the wind.

Yuuri didn't come back, and Viktor glanced at the blue half-rim glasses on the low bedside table.Dr. Shengsheng is used to wearing contact lenses during the operation, so he always has to hold the glasses to prevent them from slipping off.At noon, he took it off, hurried to change his glasses, and put them here.I haven't come to pick it up yet, and the operation is probably not over yet.

Victor sat up, put the pair of glasses into the pocket of the hospital gown, put on the dark loose coat hanging on the bedside chair, and automatically deleted the doctor's advice not to wander around before leaving from his mind.

Temporarily disobeying the doctor's order is for better education. After all, it is easier to realize one's mistakes when talking face-to-face with the doctor. Mr. Victor Nikiforov, a patient who has experience in making mistakes, thinks confidently.

Taking the elevator down to the fifth floor familiarly, Victor came to the family waiting area again.

It was almost an hour past the estimated operation time, and the door was still tightly closed with no sign of opening, which seemed to imply the anxious atmosphere in the operating room.It was dinner time, and there were only a few people on the benches in the family waiting area. A girl in a yellow dress was sitting on the ground leaning on the bench with her knees hugged, looking anxiously at the direction of the operation gate, seeing Victor walking When I came over, I just looked back, and then quickly looked back and turned my head.

It was the first time for Victor to be ignored by a woman like this. He touched his nose in embarrassment, and sat down. Seeing that she didn't want to talk, he honestly pretended to be a foreigner who couldn't speak Japanese.

Time slowly crawled away every minute and every second, and the few people who were sitting in the waiting area couldn't bear the hunger and went downstairs to buy dinner.In the already empty waiting area, only Victor and the girl were left quietly waiting for the operation to end.

Victor hasn't eaten much recently, and he's already used to feeling hungry, so he doesn't feel uncomfortable about not having dinner at this time.But the girl next to her, who didn’t look like she was under 20 years old, was not used to it. She started to prepare for the operation with a little money. She probably didn’t eat much for lunch. It is stubborn and unwilling to leave.

The cold door, which had been closed all the time, suddenly opened, and a nurse in a hand sanitizer came out in a hurry, attracting the attention of the two people here. "Who is Mr. Hua Gu's family?"

The girl stood up quickly, but suddenly her legs became weak due to numbness or nervousness. Victor, who was sitting behind her, reached out to support her arm and helped her stabilize her body. The girl turned her head and smiled gratefully.

The nurse came over with a serious expression, "It's Ms. Hua Gu, right? The patient's blood coagulation function and internal iliac artery condition are not very good. You are trying your best to rescue her, you...you should have a mental preparation first."

The girl named Hua Gu's face turned pale after hearing what the nurse said, as if the wind from opening and closing the door could blow her down.The tears that had been strained and not falling could no longer be held back at this moment, and she covered her mouth and cried out while trembling.

The model Mr. who used to walk all the way touched his pocket and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.He grabbed the contents of the pocket into the palm of his hand and handed it to the pale girl. "for you."

The huddled girl was startled, and reached out to pick it up. It turned out to be a candy wrapped in colorful wrapping paper. "……Thanks."

"It's nothing." Victor retracted his hand with a smile, thinking to himself, if Dr. Katsuki found out that he took the candy that he cheated from him to give to the girls, would the porridge for dinner be eaten? The most powerful chili in the world? "Don't cry, be strong, your father is also working hard for you inside."

The girl sucked the tip of her nose that was flushed from crying, nodded vigorously, and asked again, "Are you also a family member of the patient? See, you have been waiting here just now."

"Well, I'm a family member." The man smiled and blinked, "It's just a family member of the medical staff."

Fortunately, after more than an hour, the patient's condition stabilized and turned out of danger. After the operation, the anesthesiologist and nurse pushed him out. The girl believed that nothing was wrong when her father came out. She turned her head and bowed to Victor and hurriedly followed.

"You're not that Dr. He Shengsheng in the operating room..." The nurse in charge of pushing the patient back to the ward saw Victor sitting in the family waiting area with his legs folded, and approached him in surprise, and stopped before he finished speaking. Realizing that what he said was inappropriate, he quickly changed the question, "Are you waiting for Dr. Shengsheng?"

Victor stood up and nodded politely to her, "Yes, his glasses were left in my ward. Is the post-operative tidying up done yet?"

"Not yet, but Dr. Shengsheng doesn't need to be responsible for these things." The nurse's expression was a little subtle, as if he hesitated to speak, "...he just walked back through the staff passage."

When I returned to my ward, the room was still the same as before I went out. The small night light illuminated a small ball at the end of the bed, becoming the only warmth in the room filled with the cold night wind.

"The patient was bleeding heavily just now, and the prepared plasma was not enough. Dr. Shengsheng went to draw 400cc temporarily, and then he felt a little dizzy. The other doctors asked him to go home and rest first."

Viktor Nikiforov looked at the brightly lit apartments outside the window, and silently pursed his lips.

After a while, the nurse who had been ordered by Dr. Shengsheng came in with a bowl of warm oatmeal. The lights in the room were not turned on, only the lights of the adjacent apartment building shone in through the windows, and it was very quiet.The nurse reached out to turn on the light and looked again. The person who should have been in the room had long since disappeared.

Katsuki Yuuri, who had already returned home, lay on the bed for a while before remembering to take off his glasses.In fact, I didn't feel very uncomfortable after the blood was drawn. It was more of a sore back from standing upright for four or five hours.Just now the hospital had called to say that the patient was out of danger and the operation was successful. Dr. Sheng Sheng, who had been nervous all night, was relieved.

Although the possibility of massive bleeding was considered before the operation, a sufficient amount of plasma was drawn from the blood bank as a preparation.The first three hours of the operation went smoothly until an accident occurred when the internal iliac artery and common vein were stripped.

A large amount of blood gushed out and soaked the operating bed in a short while. The chief surgeons standing at the front reacted quickly and quickly instructed the nurses to infuse plasma, normal saline and red blood cell suspension at the maximum flow rate.

Due to massive blood loss, the patient's heart rate rose rapidly and blood pressure dropped, and the ECG monitor issued a sharp alarm.Several doctors, including Yuuri, also hurried up to help, squeezing bags of plasma and normal saline into the patient's body as soon as possible to prevent the patient from going into hemorrhagic shock.

The empty infusion bags were thrown on the ground before they could be disposed of in time. After a while, a stack of bags with various labels was covered on the floor of the operating room. Fortunately, the patient's blood pressure was temporarily stabilized and did not continue to slip.Before everyone had time to breathe a sigh of relief, the nurse reported that there was only the last bag of plasma left. The blood types of the family members who had been asked before the operation did not match, and the urgently drawn plasma from the blood bank was still on the way.

The old dean frowned, raised his head and asked, "Is there anyone with type A blood? Anyone who hasn't donated blood in half a year."

Katsuki Yuuri raised his hand, and immediately understood what it meant, and hurriedly exited the operating area from the staff passageway and went downstairs to do the first pick-up.He has been in the operating room for several hours, and he didn't have time to eat dinner. He stood in the corridor and quickly stuffed a rice ball and filled a carton of milk before being put into the blood drawing room.

The nurse in charge of drawing blood saw him rushing in with his hand-washing clothes on, so he roughly guessed some reasons. As soon as the test results came out, he quickly began to draw blood, "Do you draw 200?"

Dr. Shengsheng pulled down the mask hanging on his chin, shook his head, "Draw 400, I don't know when the drawn plasma will arrive."

The red liquid flowed into the empty infusion bag through the transparent tube, faintly carrying the warmth of the owner's body.As soon as the bag was filled, the nurse had already run down the stairs to wait, and then hurried back after taking it.When the second bag was full, Yuuri held his arm and carried the infusion bag upstairs.

As soon as the elevator arrived at the operating area, Dr. Minako was waiting at the door. Before the plasma from the blood bank arrived, Yuuri came up with another bag of blood. Only then did he realize that he had pumped 400cc, and slapped him back to the elevator. Here, ordered him to go home to rest and not to come in to help.Yuuri still wanted to struggle, but was stared back by the teacher who watched him grow up, and finally changed his clothes obediently and went home.

After searching through his pockets, he couldn't find where he put his glasses. Instead, he was sweating all over. Yuuri Katsuki gave up and collapsed back on the bed. He raised his hand to cover his eyes with his arms, and thought slowly about where he should put the glasses. where is it.

The phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed again, Yuuri took it over and saw it was the hospital's number.Dr. Shengsheng brought it up again in one breath. Could it be that the blood bank is running out of blood and asked me to go back and continue pumping?

The caller was a nurse girl from the inpatient department, stumbling because she was anxious to speak, "Shengsheng, Dr. Shengsheng, the foreign patient in bed 23 is gone!"

Katsuki Yuuri sat up suddenly when he heard the words, the movement was so fast that his eyes were dizzy for a while, he pressed his forehead for a while, and then gently persuaded the ward round nurse not to rush, and he went out to look for it.

Putting back the coat and scarf that he just took off when he got home, Katsuki Yuuri grabbed the keys and cell phone and ran downstairs, thinking while running, he should have saved his cell phone if he knew it earlier, but a man living in Japan Where can unfamiliar foreigners go?

What's more, the body is still not fully recovered, and there are still a few lines in the flesh on the stomach. What if you don't obediently rest in the ward at night and run out, are you looking for someone to have sex with?

Pushing open the door of the apartment building, all of Katsuki Yuuri's mental activities that should have and shouldn't have swallowed back into his stomach with a grunt.

The silver-haired foreigner who just got lost was sitting on a bench under the streetlights outside the apartment building, wearing a thin hospital gown with a long woolen coat, and even wearing slippers on his feet, holding a baby in his arms. something white.

Seeing Yuuri running out, Viktor got up and walked over.

Only then did Yuuri realize that what he was holding in his arms was actually a pillow provided by the hospital ward.

"Doctor, I heard you're not feeling well." The man holding the pillow looked at the stunned doctor in front of him and smiled slightly, and raised his hand to help him straighten his half-tied scarf, "So I'm here to take care of you."

TBC.