Zhang Jiajia was stunned on the spot. Peking Union Medical College Hospital is the best general hospital in China, which means that it has a large number of outpatient clinics every day. By extension, the amount of medical waste generated every day is extremely staggering.
Zhang Jiajia thought about the scene where medical waste was collected and weighed every two days in the past. Dozens of neatly arranged one-meter-high yellow trash cans. To find a spool of thread, or even just a few strands, in there is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But... Zhang Jiajia took a deep breath and said to Xia Xingran with a look of resignation: "Let's go, Doctor Xia!"
Xia Xingran looked at her hopeless look and said with a smile: "Haha, there is no need to be so bitter and resentful." As she said this, she took two bottles of boiling water from the duty room and said to Han Chenluo: "Xiao Luo, help me go to the supermarket and buy some boxes of Sanhua evaporated milk."
Both of them were confused and didn't know what Xia Xingran wanted to do. They asked together: "Sister, aren't we going to dig through the trash can?"
"How long will it last?" Xia Xingran took several pairs of gloves and protective clothing and raised her eyebrows mysteriously: "You will find out later!" She urged Han Chenluo to buy Sanhua evaporated milk, while she Take the first step with Zhang Jiajia.
After turning on the light, despite being mentally prepared, Xia Xingran was still shocked by the endless yellow trash cans as far as the eye could see.
"Jiajia, please come with me to find all the sutures and put them here alone." Xia Xingran handed the protective clothing to Zhang Jiajia, and the two of them immediately put it on.
"But Doctor Xia, wouldn't you be able to smell it this way? How can you identify it?" Zhang Jiajia was a little confused after putting on the mask and visor.
Xia Xingran had already started to open the first yellow trash can, took out a gooseneck-style medical waste bag, unwrapped it, and rummaged through it.
"Most of the medical waste is contagious. How can you smell it? What if you inhale it by accident? You see, we both wore protective clothing to protect ourselves."
Zhang Jiajia also followed Xia Xingran's example and took it out and rummaged through it, but she still didn't understand its meaning: "How do you know if you don't hear it?"
Xia Xingran moved quickly. After a few minutes, he cleaned the sutures in the bag, took it out, and arranged it neatly. He tied it up again and put it aside, and pulled out the second heavy garbage bag from the box.
"When mango juice meets boiling water + Sanhua evaporated milk, it will turn into snow lumps. It is obvious at a glance that it is no better than the nose." Xia Xingran bumped into Zhang Jiajia's shoulder and said with a wink and a smile.
Zhang Jiajia screamed as if she had just woken up from a dream, and praised Xia Xingran: "Dr. He turned to Xia Xingran and said, "So Dr. Xia suspects that the mango juice on the sutures caused the patient's allergy?"
Xia Xingran pursed her lips and continued to rummage through the garbage bag for sutures: "I'm not sure yet, but at the moment, this is the most likely possibility."
Sutures are disposable, so why are they stained with mango juice? Zhang Jiajia was horrified when she thought about it carefully, and felt cold sweat break out on her back.
Han Chenluo panted heavily and came over carrying several boxes of Sanhua evaporated milk. Xia Xingran said thank you with a smile and motioned to Han Chenluo to go back to bed first and not to delay his homework.
Han Chenluo glanced at Xia Xingran, and then at the endless yellow trash can. He snorted, took a protective suit indifferently, put it on as usual, and joined the team of digging through garbage and started working hard.
The three of them stayed up all night, taking turns to rest. It wasn't until the east became white as fish belly that the three of them finally found all the sutures in the garbage bags.
Xia Xingran yawned, bent her waist, which was already stiff after a night, and said to Zhang Jiajia and Han Chenluo, who were sleeping next to each other: "You go back to sleep first, how sleepy you are. What happens next , I’ll do it myself.”
Zhang Jiajia and Han Chenluo shook their heads and forced themselves to wake up. Without opening their eyes, they mumbled: "We have reached the last step, we can't give up!"
Xia Xingran looked at the two people who were about to fall to the ground due to sleepiness, and smiled gratefully. So the three of them washed their faces with cold water.
Each holds a cotton swab and cooperates tacitly. Zhang Jiajia stretched the thread straight, Xia Xingran applied boiling water on one end of the suture line, and Han Chenluo applied Sanhua evaporated milk.
"It's really mango juice!"
After trying the sutures on most of the tables, several consecutive threads suddenly condensed into the shape of snowflakes after being coated with boiling water and Sanhua evaporated milk. Zhang Jiajia's eyes widened, she covered her mouth and screamed.
Han Chenluo's sleepiness disappeared and he looked at Xia Xingran in silence with a straight face.
Xia Xingran's face turned blue, and she smiled in anger. His fists were clenched and clenched under his long sleeves. Read the book
Yan Yue actually ignored the patient's life for her own selfish desires! She will never let this matter go!
After thinking for a day and night, Xia Xingran and Zhang Jiajia cleverly set up a trap to catch a turtle in an urn.
The next day, when Yan Yue was operating on other patients, Xia Xingran and Zhang Shuyang sneaked in quietly. In order to prevent Yan Yue from being alert, they quietly stayed in the surgery waiting room next door.
After Yan Yue completed the operation vigorously and resolutely, it was time to suture as usual. Zhang Jiajia, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried forward and deliberately pretended to take a sniff: "This roll of suture is probably a new model. It smells so good."
Upon hearing this, Yan Yue's hand immediately stopped. She calmed down and said to Zhang Jiajia, "Change the roll."
Zhang Jiajia pretended not to know and said doubtfully: "This roll is good and clean, why should I change it? I think this roll is very fragrant and the patient will definitely like it."
"Change if I ask you to! Do you have any right to speak here!" Yan Yue was furious and yelled at Zhang Jiajia with wide eyes.
Zhang Shuyang and Xia Xingran looked at each other and knew each other well. Xia Xingran walked out first, knocked Yan Yue to the ground, took the sutures from Zhang Jiajia's hands, and was about to start sewing.
"You can't use that line, that line has..." Yan Yue's urgent words were spoken before she even thought about it.
Xia Xingran's eyes were like sharp knives. She continued to sew and sneered, "What's wrong with this thread? Is there mango juice?"
Yan Yue suddenly took a breath of cold air and involuntarily took a few steps back. It took a long time to come back to her senses and said: "You, I don't know what mango juice you are talking about. If the thread has a fragrance, it must have fragrance. It must be aromatic for the patient." Poor health."
While she was speaking, Xia Xingran had already finished suturing the patient. She walked up to Yan Yue step by step, hating and angry, and raised her hand to slap her.
"Can a patient's life be used as a tool to vent personal anger?!"
Xia Xingran yelled at Yan Yue angrily, then knocked her away and walked out of the operating room.
Yan Yue lowered her head and stared at her hands for dozens of seconds, then closed her eyes and leaned against the wall weakly.
The disappointed Zhang Shuyang came out, patted Yan Yue on the shoulder, and motioned for her to come to the dean's office after changing her clothes.
After a while, Xia Xingran, Wen Yi, Yan Yue, as well as previous gastric stromal tumor patients and their families gathered in Zhang Shuyang's office. Read the book
When the gastric stromal tumor patients and their family members saw Xia Xingran and Wen Yi sitting here, they immediately became furious. If the police hadn't stopped them at the scene, they might have started fighting again.
"Yan Yue, you have to say it yourself or Xia Xingran can do it for you." Zhang Shuyang glanced at Yan Yue.
Yan Yue leaned on the back of the chair, crossed her legs, and explained what happened: "I wanted to take revenge on Xia Xingran. After learning that the patient was allergic to mango, he boiled the sutures with mango juice in advance and let them cool and dry. It was left there in the future, which caused the patient's allergies."
The patient with gastric stromal tumor and his family members held their chests and were so surprised that they were speechless for a long time. Half a day later, they tremblingly took out their mobile phones and called the police: "What kind of angel in white is here to heal the sick and save people? They are simply more terrifying than the devil who takes human life. I must call the police and arrest you immediately!"
Hearing that they wanted to call the police, Yan Yue showed a nonchalant expression.
Zhang Shuyang finally took action. Not only did she not stop the patient from calling the police, she also took out the resignation letter she had already prepared from the drawer and handed it to Yan Yue with a cold expression: "Yan Yue, people like you don't care about the patient's safety at heart. ,No
Qualified to be a doctor. You are fired. "
Yan Yue bit her lips and took several deep breaths. With tears in her eyes, she rolled her eyes and looked for a long time before taking off the pen cover and signing her name.
Yan Yue stood up and wiped the corners of her eyes, looking at Xia Xingran with a contemptuous and sarcastic smile: "The winner is the king and the loser is the loser. This time, I lost. However, people grow very fast. Xia Xingran, you You may not win every time." Yan Yue's bloodshot eyes were as scarlet as a ghost.
Xia Xingran didn't bother to respond to her, and didn't even want to look at her again.
No matter how Yan Yue made things difficult for her before, including taking the paper for her own use, she could tolerate it. Only this time, she made a desperate counterattack.
Because the patient's life safety is always the last line of defense in Xia Xingran's heart, and it is also an unbreakable principle.
Half an hour later, the door to the dean's office was pushed open, and a familiar figure walked in.
After Xia Xingran saw the person clearly, he immediately stood up from his chair and asked in surprise: "Captain Lin, why are you here?"
