Xia Xingran ran to the hospital garden alone, found a dark corner where no one was, and cried loudly.
She was misunderstood and scolded by patients, retaliated by colleagues, even faced prosecution, and her career was ruined. She did not cry. But Bai Moyan's distrust of her was like a knife, gouging out her heart and lungs, making her miserable. Read the book
Su Wanwan, who had witnessed everything, raised a proud sneer on her lips. When Bai Moyan used money to treat the sick patient, she had guessed that Xia Xingran would be like this once he found out, so she deliberately didn't stop him.
At this moment, she was watching the two of them fall apart, and Xia Xingran was crying bitterly in front of her again. She felt that the energy that had been blocked for many days was finally relieved.
As the saying goes, a good man will go to the end and send Buddha to the West. Su Wanwan took a video of Xia Xingran crying at this moment, said a few words casually, tapped the screen and sent it to Han Chenluo together.
Giving someone timely help is the best way to win people's hearts. Su Wanwan understands this truth better than anyone else. Seeing Han Chenluo's reply, Su Wanwan sent her location and then walked away with a smile.
Rather than letting Bai Moyan let go, it would be better to let Xia Xingran give up first. This is the new strategy summed up by Su Wanwan.
After Han Chenluo saw the message on his mobile phone, he immediately asked for leave from the school for evening self-study and hurriedly ran to the hospital. On the way, I happened to bump into Xu Yin who was going out to do errands. Facing Xu Yin's shouting, Han Chenluo ignored it and ran out in a hurry.
The only person who could make him put aside his studies so desperately was that one person! Xu Yin squinted her eyes and bit her lower lip. The film in her hand carved scars on her palm.
When Han Chenluo arrived, the sky was dark, and Xia Xingran was sitting alone in the garden, staring blankly at the grass opposite.
When viewed up close, her eyes were red and swollen, her hair was messy, and her left cheek and forehead were obviously bulging.
Han Chenluo hurriedly ran over and hugged her into his arms. His distressed voice was like broken porcelain: "Sister, I'm here. Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Xia Xingran didn't even have the strength to refuse the hug. She crawled into Han Chenluo's arms, exhaled slowly, stretched her limbs, and gently closed her eyes.
After a while, she regained some strength, gradually sat up straight, looked at the sky, and began to think about the whole incident.
There was no problem with Wen Yi's operation of the hemostatic clip, and the patient did not eat. According to Zhang Jiajia's description, the patient must be critically ill due to acute allergies.
Could it be that an allergen was mistakenly given to the patient during surgery? Like rubber gloves?
Xia Xingran hurriedly said to Han Chenluo: "Xiao Luo, I remember that your lawyer has a way to falsely confess. Can you do it?"
Han Chenluo pouted and felt helpless: "Sister, is that called eliciting a confession?" After saying that, he said with a troubled expression on his face: "The teacher said that eliciting a confession is against the law and is not suitable for use."
Xia Xingran rolled his eyes angrily and said, "Special treatment during special times. Besides, I'm seeking the truth, and I'm not doing anything illegal."
She pulled Han Chenluo up and pushed him to the inpatient department with all her strength: "Go ahead, go ahead. Find a way to help me ask the patient if he has any allergies, especially if he is allergic to rubber." Read the book
Han Chenluo had no choice but to follow Xia Xingran, pretending to be a family member of a patient who had just been admitted to the hospital, and entered the ward.
As soon as Han Chenluo entered the ward, he immediately changed into a pitiful little crybaby face. Xia Xingran hid outside the door and peeked, secretly thinking that Han Chenluo not acting would be a great loss to the entertainment industry.
He was already very good-looking, but now with a heartbreaking look on his face, he looked even more charming. He immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the ward, and everyone gathered around him.
Han Chenluo pretended to sob for a few times and then said to the crowd: "My mother was just hospitalized today. However, she is not in good health and has a sensitive constitution. I was worried that she would have an accident during the operation, so I came to consult with everyone."
Someone quickly gave Han Chenluo some tissue paper and said, "This is not difficult. Just tell the doctor about your mother's allergens."
Han Chenluo wiped away the tears that were easily squeezed out and continued: "But my mother is allergic to rubber, so she will inevitably need to use rubber gloves during surgery, right?
. I wonder if you have ever experienced such inconvenience. "
At this time, the gastric stromal tumor patient who had just undergone surgery today said: "I don't really have a rubber allergy. But you are right as you said, young man. This is really troublesome. You must make it clear to the attending doctor. Don't talk to him. Like me, I thought I had met a living Bodhisattva, but it turned out to be a living King of Hell."
The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and he cursed: "Thankfully I trusted Xia Xingran so much before. I didn't expect that she, like her evil father, is not a good person!"
Han Chenluo gritted his back molars, tried hard to suppress the urge to hit someone, forced out a smile and said: "Okay, okay, thank you for reminding me, I will definitely pay attention."
After confirming that the gastric stromal tumor patient was not allergic to rubber, Han Chenluo began to implement the second plan to explore the patient's allergens.
He looked at everyone with an envious expression and said, "Speaking of which, I really envy you all for not having allergies. People with allergies are really miserable."
After speaking, he deliberately stopped and scanned everyone's reactions.
"Who says it's not the case? I can't eat something as delicious as mango. It's such a shame." The patient with gastric stromal tumor said with a tone full of indignant regret.
It turned out that the patient was allergic to mango! Xia Xingran secretly tightened her clothes.
Han Chenluo calmly continued to persuade: "Then don't you also have to tell the attending doctor? Have you said so?"
The patient with gastric stromal tumor hurriedly said: "Of course I have to say it. If I don't say it, wouldn't I be irresponsible to myself?"
Han Chenluo took out his cell phone, quietly clicked on the recording function, and deliberately complained: "Then Xia Xingran has indeed neglected his duty. I just came from the doctor's office, and I didn't see any allergy records in your medical record."
The patient with gastric stromal tumor shook his head and waved his hands and said, "It's one thing after another. Although Xia Xingran didn't do a good job in my surgery, I don't blame her for it. Because it was Dr. Yan Yue who treated me yesterday, and I am with These are the things she said." Kan Shula
Han Chenluo snorted, and a meaningful smile quickly appeared on his face. He silently put the phone away, thanked everyone in the ward, and walked out of the ward calmly.
After receiving two important pieces of news, Xia Xingran's eyes became more confused. She pressed her back against the wall of the ward corridor, rubbing her lower lip with her thumb and forefinger. Start trying to remember the entire process of the surgery.
Han Chenluo stood about two meters away from Xia Xingran, guarding her silently.
The patient is only allergic to mangoes, but how could there be mangoes in the operating room? But if it wasn't the allergen, then what went wrong somewhere that caused the patient to have such a severe allergic reaction.
Xia Xingran frowned deeply and smacked her lips dozens of times in a row but still couldn't figure out the point behind it.
Han Chenluo couldn't bear to see her in such pain, so he quickly reminded: "Sister, think about it, during the operation today, was there anything different from usual?"
Something different from usual?
Xia Xingran closed her eyes and thought deeply, and suddenly remembered Zhang Jiajia's abnormal reaction when he handed her the sutures!
She immediately ran to the nurse station and found Zhang Jiajia. There were slight beads of sweat on her forehead. She was panting and asked eagerly: "Jiajia, when you handed over the sutures today, did you say that the sutures smell very fragrant?"
Zhang Jiajia was obviously startled by Xia Xingran's expression, and nodded in confusion.
After getting the exact answer, Xia Xingran pulled Zhang Jiajia straight to the afternoon operating room without saying a word.
After arriving in the operating room, Xia Xingran didn't care much and rummaged around to find the suture. She leaned closer and smelled it, but there was no scent. She handed it to Zhang Jiajia and asked, "Jiajia, smell it again, is this the same roll as the one we used this afternoon?"
Zhang Jiajia sniffed Xia Xingran's hand, shook her head quickly and said, "No! This is definitely not the afternoon roll! The afternoon roll has a distinct fruity aroma."
Xia Xingran's thoughts gradually became clearer, and she could roughly guess the cause of the patient's allergy. She rummaged through the empty yellow garbage bag, tried hard to suppress her voice trembling with anger, and asked Zhang Jiajia, "Jiajia, have you collected today's medical waste?"
Zhang Jiajia thought for a while and replied: "I just received a batch yesterday, and there shouldn't be any today. It will probably take a day or two to arrive."
Xia Xingran's heart suddenly retracted in her stomach, and she asked Zhang Jiajia for the key: "Jiajia, you are the only one here who has smelled the roll of sutures that had the scent at the time of the incident. Can you do me a favor?"
Her always resolute and independent eyes showed a rare look of help: "Help me find the scented roll of sutures at the temporary storage site for medical waste, as well as the few sutures taken from the patients. "
