Zhou Congwen knew that there was a risk of leaving the patient here, and he had to be hospitalized if he was hospitalized.

but!

For some reason, Zhou Congwen always felt that he was a little softer than his previous life.

If this matter was in his previous life, he would definitely do ideological work with Mr. Yang as Li Ran said, just as Li Ran said, and persuaded him to go back and then file the record.

If you find out that the old man leaves and is automatically discharged from the hospital, you don’t have to think about it.

Even if Li Qinghua had a human entrusted favor, there was a ease in the middle. Because he left the hospital again and again and again for automatic discharge, no one could say anything else.

But Zhou Congwen has been a little soft-hearted now. Seeing Mr. Yang holding his chest bottle and looking at the back of someone else playing cards like a bird, he couldn't bear to pull him back.

After being silent all the way, Zhou Congwen returned to the ward.

He also knew where he had changed. Is it because of Liu Xiaobie? Because of the appearance of this girl, he had a "human flavor"?

Or is it because I saw the boss again and was satisfied after fulfilling my long-cherished wish in my previous life?

Zhou Congwen didn't know.

After he returned, he immediately told Li Qinghua about Mr. Yang and expressed his opinions.

Li Qinghua began to contact the patient's family and the person who asked him to be admitted to the hospital, and told everything clearly, and asked the patient's family to get off work and then the hospital.

Time flies. After get off work, Zhou Congwen did not let Li Qinghua stay, and sat alone in the office waiting for the patient's family to come.

Zhou Congwen was also interested in this change when he found something wrong with him.

Is it a new feature of the system?

Zhou Congwen glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of view and saw that the little guy was still dead. The panel was still in a large area of ​​chaos and could not see the words on it clearly.

It probably isn't the little guy in the system.

Zhou Congwen just thought it was strange that this change did not make him uncomfortable, but instead felt it was very novel.

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Congwen felt that he was more willing to watch people laugh than in his previous life, especially when he thought of Mr. Yang's smile on his face and temporarily forgot about his illness and watching people play poker, he was also happy.

Zhou Congwen doesn't know who knows it's a good or a bad thing.

Just as I was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

Zhou Congwen looked up and saw a middle-aged man in his forties with a humble smile on his face, bent over, holding a rectangular thing wrapped in newspapers in his hand.

It was Mr. Yang's family, and Zhou Congwen recognized it all at once.

He did not know this person, but the cigarette in the hand of the patient's family and the cautious and humble smile.

Just like when I was a child, the teacher asked my parents to come, the old man had a similar smile on his face.

"Hello." Zhou Congwen stood up with a kind smile on his face, "Please come in, please come in, you are the family of Mr. Yang."

"It's me, it's me. I'm sorry, my dad has caused trouble for the hospital." The patient's family said nervously.

After saying that, he pulled Mr. Yang in.

The old man also knew that he had made a mistake. Although he seemed not convinced, he still lowered his head and acted as if he had admitted his mistake.

"Sit down, it's not that serious." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "That's right, let me talk about the old man's condition first."

Zhou Congwen started with tuberculous pleuritis, then talked about closed chest drainage, and then began to talk about what patients should eat to supplement nutrition.

Mr. Yang and his son were both stunned.

They thought that when they came to the hospital to see the doctor, the doctor would scold him harshly and then explain the situation. If they left again, they would go through the automatic discharge procedures.

This was how it was handled when I was hospitalized in an infectious disease hospital.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Congwen smiled and did not say that he had left the hospital without authorization. Instead, he started talking about his condition from the beginning.

The two of them listened dewyly.

At the end, Zhou Congwen looked at Mr. Yang, "It's wrong to leave the hospital without authorization. Mr., you know you're wrong."

"Yes, yes, I know." Old Master Yang said dejectedly, not daring to refute.

He has been scolded by his son for a long time, and he is really afraid he will be thrown back to the infectious disease hospital in the suburbs.

"Everyone understands the truth. This is an informed consent form. Just take a look and sign it." Zhou Congwen took out a message and gave it to the patient's family.

Then he took out the ink paste and opened the lid.

Although Zhou Congwen is willing to take a step back in this kind of thing, the documents still need to be prepared. Signing alone is not enough, and you have to press your handprints.

"What I said now, you two need to listen carefully." Zhou Congwen said cautiously.

"Yeah, yeah." Old Master Yang and his son nodded repeatedly.

"There are many risks when leaving the hospital. I just explained it, but the doctor is not a policeman, and the patient is not a prisoner. We have no right to restrict personal freedom."

Mr. Yang and his son were stunned. What did Zhou Congwen meant to say this?

"This is an informed consent form. After reading it, sign a letter and press a handprint. If any problems arise, don't say we haven't said it."

"And what, Dr. Zhou?" The patient's son looked at Zhou Congwen in surprise.

"I'll strengthen the old man's chest tube later to ensure safety." Zhou Congwen said lightly.

Uh... the patient's family was a little confused.

"We doctors, the hospital has done everything they should do, and everything they should say. The rest of the things that can be done is to ensure safety as much as possible." Zhou Congwen smiled and said, "Sign it."

The two signed the letter in a daze. Old Master Yang seemed to understand what Zhou Congwen meant. He stood up and took Zhou Congwen's hand and said, "Doctor Zhou, thank you, thank you."

"Don't." Zhou Congwen was very serious and nonsense, "Old man, when you see you running out again, don't say we're welcome."

He said this with a smile on his face, as if a pair of bad friends were joking.

When he went to the treatment room for anesthesia, Zhou Congwen fixed two needles to the patient's chest tube, tied the chest tube firmly and fixed it with the skin and muscles.

Then Zhou Congwen used large white tape to wrap the chest tubes in a strong position.

Even if you accidentally encounter it, as long as you don’t intentionally pull it down, you will definitely not be able to get it off. Zhou Congwen was worried about it this time.

When they were sent out, Zhou Congwen cleaned up the disposal room and heard the patient's family say, "Dad, save some fun."

"Didn't you mean to see Dr. Zhou? If you want to stay in a happy mood, you will be halfway through the disease. I'm so careful. Dr. Zhou even strengthened the suture for me. It's okay!"

"It's too late if you have something to do!"

"I'm careful and just walk around every day. It's really boring in the hospital. People are almost crazy. It's okay, don't worry, your dad, I'm not too confused yet."

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Note: I was still young back then. I thought it was particularly interesting to see this old patient carrying a chest bottle to the market to buy delicious tooth-beating festival like a bird walking.
Chapter completed!